I am the vice-chief of the service club

Chapter 162: Making money is not shabby

Just in the afternoon, the second-year F class quickly finished the third performance. Yamato, who was in charge of collecting tickets, licked his hands and counted the ticket money. He found that the cost had been almost recovered and there was even a small surplus. The class funds were finally filled up a lot...

Looking at the very tired but excited classmates, Hiratsuka Yu and Hayama discussed and decided that the whole class could move freely this afternoon and inspect the projects of other classes. They would perform two more shows tomorrow morning and call it a day, and have a wrap-up dinner in the evening. This set of procedures would be perfect.

Why only two performances? Hiratsuka Yu and Hayama thought that even if they earned a lot, the majority of the money would be taken by the school, so why bother with so much effort!

After finishing the activities, Hiratsuka Hane and Yui started to wander around the classes. When they reached the third grade, the monitor of Class 3-B, who was also the current captain of the basketball club, Shinjo, came over to greet Hiratsuka Hane.

"Hey, isn't this Hiratsuka Yu? Is he here with his girlfriend to sponsor our class? Thank you so much!"

"What are you talking about, Senior Shinjo? I didn't want to sponsor at first, but after hearing what you said, I have to participate. It seems that your performance is so bleak, so I'd better inject some ticket revenue into you. How did you become like this?" asked Hiratsuka Yu, who was eager to watch the fun.

"There's nothing we can do. All the crowds have been taken away by those damn bastards from Class E of Grade 2. I don't know what they did! It's the same rail pulley, why are there so many people on their train while ours is deserted?" Xin Chengxin still feels depressed and aggrieved.

"Well, since I'm here, I might as well give you some advice. However, I have to experience it first before I can comment. Hurry up and go to the front to pull the cart. Here is 600 yen, please keep it~" Hiratsuka Yu counted out the change for two people and handed it to Shinjo Nobuyuki.

Shinjo Nobuyuki found that he finally had operating income, so he didn't care whether he should collect the money or not. He quickly put it in his pocket and showed it to Hiratsuka Yu, whose mouth twitched.

Actually, Hiratsuka Yu originally wanted to get it for free, but after taking a look at their dismal performance, he decided to pay the ticket money. With just 600 yen, he could hire a third-year senior to push his cart. Not to mention, it felt like a rickshaw.

“Sheng Hui Sheng Hui, come and liven up the brothers!”

At Shinjo Nobuyuki's command, four burly men rushed over and dragged Hiratsuka Yu and Yui into the trailer, but the trailer was really a bit crowded!

"Thank you both for riding the rock mine cart today. Please enjoy the mysterious atmosphere of the mine."

I saw Shinjo Nobufa wave the signal flag vigorously, and several seniors pushed the cart for Hiratsuka Hane and Yuigahama Yui from behind.

After a closer look, I found that these muscular guys seem to be from the basketball team! Why is Senior Matsushita wearing a school uniform today? He is not wearing overalls, and I almost didn’t recognize him…

It's no wonder that no one came to experience it. The surrounding scenery was a bit simple, and the track was very smooth without any bumps. It was really boring. After pushing it around the classroom three times, the trailer stopped.

"Thank you for your patronage. We look forward to your next visit." When the senior student slowly said that the rock tour was over, Hiratsuka Yu and Yui, who were squeezed hard, quickly jumped out of the car.

It's all over before I even sit down. At this moment, Hiratsuka Yu really wants to shout: Geneva, give me my money back!

"Come on, tell me, help me figure out why we can't attract customers. After all, you, Hiratsuka, are a well-known military strategist~" Shinjo Nobuyuki looked at Hiratsuka Yu expectantly.

"Dog-headed Military Advisor? Xiaoyu? What's going on?" Yui looked at Hiratsuka Yu curiously.

"Because many of the tactics were his ideas, and the members' reactions were pretty good, so we called him the Dog-Headed Military Advisor." Looking at Hiratsuka Tsubasa's unfriendly eyes, Shinjo Nobuyuki forced himself to change his words.

"The term 'dog-headed military advisor' is a derogatory term! You are in the top 35 in your senior year of high school! Do you know that your choice of words is inappropriate? You should say that I am the reincarnation of Kong Ming!" Hiratsuka Tsubasa protested.

"Forget it, I won't bother with you for now. Let me think about it~ Oh, right! Because your track car projects conflict with those of Class E in the second grade, most students will choose one that looks better decorated. Also, your track is too smooth. It would be better to have a ramp to go up and down. If that doesn't work, I'll give you a solution~" Hiratsuka Yu thought for a moment and said mysteriously.

"Come on, brother Yu, I'd like to hear the details."

"Yes, junior, just tell us, please help the poor seniors. This is our last cultural festival in Sobu High School, and we don't want it to end in failure! The key is that it will be too tragic if we can't even recover the cost!" When the seniors of Class 3-B heard that there was a solution, they looked at the junior expectantly.

"There's a famous saying in the basketball world: If you can't beat them, just join them. Since Class E of the second grade is quite capable of causing trouble, you can send a representative to learn their decoration and process, and build two more up and down ramps, and extend the time a little bit. As long as the content is richer than theirs, it will be fine." Hiratsuka Yu, who didn't want Class E of the second grade to steal his business, was laughing as meanly as he could.

"If you can't beat them, just join them!! My god, you can actually come up with such a perfect idea, you are worthy of the title of Dog-headed Military Advisor, but will people accuse you of plagiarism?"

After hearing Hiratsuka Tsubasa's bad idea, the seniors in Class 3B were somewhat tempted, but still a little worried, mainly because they wanted to save face...

"Well, can what scholars do be called plagiarism? This is called absorbing other people's strengths~ Other people's game companies have copied everything and nothing has happened to them!" Hiratsuka Yu said without blushing.

"But~" Senior Shinjo was still a little hesitant.

"It's not shameful to make money~" Hiratsuka Yu said with a smile.

"Shabby! Really fucking shabby!"

"Then I have no choice~ Do you want money or face?"

"Of course it costs money! Let's do it, we won't be able to participate next year anyway. It doesn't matter whether we save face or not, so let's just go all out! Tsukimi, you should go to Class E of the second grade to study now." Senior Shinjo gritted his teeth and decided to just do it, otherwise he would have to go back to the mountains.

"Okay, monitor, I'll go right away~" A girl walked out of the classroom.

Then Xin Chengxin reluctantly took out the coins from his pocket, which were still warm, and told the girl not to forget to take the change back...

"That's right. A friendly reminder: you must remember to get the Vice Chairman of the Bunjikai, Yukinoshita on board. If you don't report it, she will definitely complain if she finds out that your project has been significantly changed." Hiratsuka Tsubasa said as if he had just thought of something.

"Uh, the vice chairman is that Yukinoshita? She's such a capable person, but she's only the vice chairman! The chairman is so useless that he might as well find a piece of tofu to smash his head against. He can't even make a speech clearly!" Senior Shinjo said hatefully.

"It's because Chairman Sagami wants to improve himself through the work on the Cultural Festival Committee, and Chairman Johkai Patrol also agrees." Hiratsuka Tsubasa shrugged.

"What the hell! Why should a cultural festival be her stage for advancement? We have become victims of her quest for fame! What a joke!" Senior Matsushita flew into a rage upon hearing this.

"Forget it, you'd better not study whether the chairman can achieve success or not. If you have the time to get angry, you should think of a way to make the vice chairman understand more than anything else! Don't you understand the principle of grasping the main contradiction? How do you learn philosophy? Did you listen to the lecture?" Realizing that the topic had gone off track, Hiratsuka Tsubasa quickly brought it back to the topic.