Chapter 7 The Secret of the YS Trio 2
I scanned the documents one by one and sent them to my phone to look at them slowly. It turned out that Yimeisan was very good at causing trouble for others.
"Haha, why don't you scan yourself into your phone and let your phone accompany Shenyun? Yimeisan, if you complain again, I will hand in my resignation letter."
"No, no, no one in this school is willing to be my deputy! Only you! You can't resign. I love you, God of Light."
"I hate you, Misan!"
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"What's that in your hand?"
Suddenly I heard a cold question in my ear and I couldn't help but be startled. In a flash, Sen Shiyue had taken the catalog from my hand.
"A perfect transcript; three one-inch bareheaded photos; a personal statement from elementary school to high school, clearly stating what meaningful things you have done, preferably something like helping poor children in Ethiopia; a full set of identity documents and a copy of your passport; award certificates for all competitions you have participated in since childhood (Note: you must have won two or more international intellectual competitions and must have won first place in a domestic sports event)." Mori Shiyue looked at me and asked, "What is this?"
"This is..." I stared blankly at my empty palms. The catalog that must not be shown to Yi Meisan was now in Mori Shiyue's hands.
"A perfect transcript, what else?" Yi Meisan and Ye Guangshen stood up at the same time and walked to Sen Shiyue.
I am dead!
"This is something I want to show to my parents." At this critical moment of life and death, I suddenly became infinitely smart and spoke without thinking.
"Since my parents are quite old-fashioned, they absolutely don't want to see their lovely daughter dating in high school. But what if their future son-in-law is really outstanding? That's a different story." I said word by word, with cold sweat pouring down my back, but the expression on my face was still serious and solemn.
Phew… I didn’t expect my acting skills to be so good.
Yi Meisan was stunned for a moment, and then, as if a flower suddenly blossomed in front of him, a super happy and super warm smile spread across his face: "Yunzi! Are these all your true words?"
“Ah?” I shrugged in confusion. “Of course I really mean it. Haha, hahahaha.”
I thought I must look stupid. But Yimeisan looked me up and down seriously, and without saying anything, he dragged me out.
Oh my god! He must have seen through my lies! I thought helplessly, but the next second he pulled me into the school archives room.
He jumped up and down in the room, flipping through the documents. No way? He really believed me so easily! Did he believe my bad lie?
"My report card." Yi Meisan continued to flip through things and handed a piece of paper to me. I saw that it was his report card from elementary school to high school.
I quickly scanned it, but there was no need to because the numbers on it were very simple, not 97 or 98, but full marks for all subjects.
To my surprise, another indicator was met.
"And my personal statement." Yi Meisan found another large stack of papers and put them in my hand, and said to me a little embarrassedly, "Haha, I often need to use this thing. For example, last week, there was a selection for the National Outstanding Student Association, and I was forced to write one. This should be quite comprehensive, you can take a look."
After saying that, he smiled sheepishly and continued to search. He looked so serious and anxious, as if he couldn't give me what I wanted even a second later.
I quickly read the autobiography. It not only contained all the information required by the school, but was also in both Chinese and English. Moreover, Yi Meisan's handwriting was very beautiful. Every word was written with great care. Even the English handwriting was in perfect classical cursive. Don't people often say that you can see a person's character through his handwriting? Thinking of his usual crazy appearance, could it be that he is very serious and focused?
I couldn't help but hesitate, and Yi Meisan continued to find other things I wanted. I then discovered that he had won the third place in the International Chess Championship and the championship in the Asian Debate Competition. Imagine what it would be like for him to participate in a debate competition when he could change his face three times in one minute.
"You...are you participating in a debate?" I couldn't help but ask, "It seems that a debate requires a particularly good mental state and strong self-control."
"Yeah, that's who I am!" Yi Meisan said proudly, and the way he raised his eyebrows made me exclaim how cute he was.
"But you usually..." I don't know what I'm saying.
"Yunzi, you will slowly get to know me, and then you will really fall in love with me." Yi Meisan said softly, but suddenly laughed halfway through.
I looked up at him, and a beam of sunlight came in through the cracks in the window, dyeing his forehead light gold. Half of his face was shrouded in the light, and even his invisible left eye seemed to become bright, while his right eye in the shadows hid a kind of expectation and tenderness that I couldn't understand.
I will really like him? Didn't he give me a drug that would make me like him? What does that mean?
I don’t understand. I feel confused holding a pile of information that only a superhuman student could have collected.
With such stringent application requirements and such strange terms, Yi Meisan just took me to the student union's information room and looked it up, and that was it. He, he is so scary...
This kind of person must not be from this earth, he is so scary! I said to myself in my heart, but inexplicably I felt a sudden sweetness, he is really amazing.
I have collected almost all the information in such a short time. I am so happy. I can even see the beautiful scene of seeing Yimeisan off at the airport.
I never thought that Yi Meisan, the most terrifying of the YS Academy trio, could be so easily packed up by a small person like me, Shenyun, and sent to a foreign country. Haha... I can't help but feel so proud!
but……
I was sitting alone on a bench outside the Student Union President's office, checking the documents, when I suddenly realized that one thing was missing.
It was not a boring request like helping Ethiopian children, nor was it a miraculous request of getting full marks in all the exams, but rather that Yimeisan did not receive a championship certificate in domestic sports competitions.
Oh no! How come this thing is missing? Oh… I think I don’t think of Imesan as a normal person anymore. It’s common for normal people not to have this thing, right?
Huh... an even stranger feeling came over me. I flipped to his autobiography and read it carefully. I discovered that since elementary school he had been regarded as a talented archer with every chance of winning the Olympic championship.
The most promising time was when he was already among the top ten in the national youth competition, and he was only one step away from the top three. But in the third year of junior high school, he suddenly stopped archery, which was strange.
"Yimeisan, why don't you practice archery anymore?" Without thinking, I rushed into the student union studio where Yimeisan and Yeguangshen were discussing things with the form.
Huh? What happened?
This time when I rushed in, there was no mockery from the Night God, no chill from October. They all looked at me with a surprised and alert expression, and there seemed to be a raging fire hidden under their calm faces.
"This, this..." I held up the form nervously, "The last item..."
Yi Meisan blinked his eyes, suddenly stood up fiercely, walked to me and hugged my shoulders. What was he going to do? His expression was so serious and fierce!
