The next day, Kazuma found Jun Higashide, who was handing out leaflets at the school gate, early in the morning.
Before he could speak, the sophomore student enthusiastically said, "Senior Kiryu! I followed your instructions and negotiated with the teacher to install the air conditioner, and the response was much more enthusiastic! At least in our class, many people are already planning to vote. Me!"
"That's right, congratulations." He Ma was going to talk directly about printing leaflets with ink printing machines, when a thought flashed through his mind.
He stretched out his hand and squeezed Dong Chushun's arm muscles, yes, they were quite strong.
"Are you interested in practicing kendo?" he asked.
"The way of the sword?" Dong Chushun obviously didn't expect the topic to suddenly change to this, and looked a little confused, "Well, I don't have any plans for this right now."
"I see that your bones are amazing, you are an unborn martial arts genius..." Hema was about to further fool his juniors, when Mikako came over and interrupted him.
"What are you doing, do you still want to forcefully persuade people without plans? Isn't that okay?"
After thinking about it with Ma, I am not engaging in Amway, and it is really not good to force someone to come over, so I changed my mind and said: "If you want to learn about kendo, tell me immediately, come to the kendo hall for a one-day experience , and there are discounts."
That's all He Ma said, as for how to get a discount, it won't be too late for the other party to think about it if they are interested.
"If there are classmates around you who are interested in kendo, please introduce my family's kendo gym to him."
"Oh, I will." Dong Chushun was still in a state of being puzzled.
He Ma changed the subject: "By the way, I have one more thing to ask you. Can you lend us the ink printing machine that you print leaflets on?"
"Of course, we found a lot of ink and paper left over from previous use, and we can't run out of campaign leaflets alone." Dong Deshun smiled, "After school is over in the afternoon, seniors, come to the club building, and I will take you to our office. campaign headquarters."
There is also the campaign headquarters, and Ma Xin thought you made it quite formal.
Just thinking about it, Dong Chushun suddenly laughed awkwardly: "It is said to be the campaign headquarters, but in fact it is only the two of us who are using it."
Kazuma immediately glanced at the girl who was Dong Dejun's running mate.
Mei Jiazi said bluntly: "Then if we break through like this, won't we bother you?"
Dong Desun: "How could it be! There is no such thing at all!"
It seemed that he really didn't think there was any problem with the senior going to his "headquarters" for inspection.
But the girl standing behind him holding a stack of leaflets blushed silently.
Seeing it in his eyes, He Ma sighed in his heart, "Ah, this is youth".
His current mentality seems to have returned to the 30-year-old single dog in his previous life—no, a single nobleman, completely forgetting that he is also embracing youth here.
"See you after school. I don't have any club activities here. Can I go there as soon as the class meeting is over?"
"Yes, no problem!" Dong Dejun nodded repeatedly.
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For the next whole day, basically nothing happened, and He Ma kept his head down studying. According to the chairman's plan, he will have another month to finish strengthening the basics and start learning advanced content.
He Ma is not disgusted with this peaceful study life.
However, he always hoped that something earth-shattering would happen. After all, for this world to become stronger, it needs life experience.
Therefore, a peaceful life is not conducive to becoming stronger with the horse. He longs for his life in Tokyo to become like Conan, where people die every few days.
However, the fact is that after Endo Zhongren made troubles, Kazuma lived the life of an ordinary senior high school candidate for almost three months.
At the beginning, he could still pay attention to the progress of the explosion in Kyoto through TV, wondering whether he would suddenly receive a telegram from Kinma Kenichi for help, and then rushed to Kyoto in the starry night to start a big adventure.
But then there were fewer and fewer TV and newspaper reports on the Kyoto bombing, and by September there was simply no news at all.
Jin Ma Jianyi sent a letter, but inside it was a photo of him distributing dog food with Rei Komori after the stitches on his arm were removed.
This photo brought back memories of He Ma's life, and made him suddenly want to eat lemons.
So he went to ask Chiyoko to apply for money to buy lemons, but Chiyoko rejected it.
In short, a peaceful life will dull the sword of a swordsman-this saying has practical meaning in this world.
But with Ma's current status, he can't take the initiative to find excitement—unless He Ma goes to the Kanto Union now.
That was really exciting.
In this way, I spent another ordinary day with Ma, and then came to the club building with my usual team.
In the bulletin board downstairs of the club building, He Ma saw the school’s announcement. The general content is that the club building is about to be renovated. Please take away the bulky items as soon as possible. Unnecessary bulky items can be discarded on the large-scale garbage collection day What.
After reading the announcement, Nanjo muttered, "My family paid for the renovation... I thought the cleaning of the sundries should be done during the summer vacation."
He Ma doesn't come to the club building very often, and the main men's kendo club members can change their clothes directly in the kendo hall, which is more convenient.
Only women's club members will go to the club building to use the common locker room.
Dong Chushun was already waiting at the gate of the club building, and as soon as he saw Hema and the others, he ran up to lead the way: "Go this way."
He hurriedly took him to the third floor of the club building.
"Before the school informed us to dispose of unused sundries in the club building as soon as possible, and clear the club building for renovation. As the implementation department of the student union, we inspected some vacant classrooms on the third floor, and found a surprising discovery." Dongde Shun excitedly While explaining, he opened the door of a classroom at the end of the corridor on the third floor.
The moment he opened the door, Kazuma straightened his back, because the portrait hanging in front of the door would make Kazuma stand in awe automatically.
"This place marked as a utility room on the blueprint given by the school is actually the 'combat readiness base' that was reported by the Northern Geshi Advance."
Dong Dejun waved his hands excitedly.
"Here's the spare ink cartridges they stockpile, which are still working, and paper, and compressed biscuits."
In fact, Kazuma wasn't listening to Dong Deshun's words, his eyes were attracted by the slogans on the wall.
Imperialism is a paper tiger.
U.S. troops get out of Yokosuka!
In addition to the slogan, there are things like music scores and lyrics posted on the wall. He Ma took a closer look and found that it was the Japanese version of "Singing Turbulent Youth".
At that moment, He Ma seemed to see three or five young people who were printing the latest newspaper all night in this room, and the newspaper contained the passionate words he had just written.
The era of burning passion has passed, and what Hema feels now is only the aftermath of that era.
Even if it was just the aftermath, it made his heart surge.
In his previous life, He Ma usually carried a green bag that imitated a military satchel in the 1960s. On the bag it said "Defeat the American Emperor's Wild Wolf" and red five stars.
He Ma couldn't help sighing, the time of time travel was still a little bit late.
At this time, he heard Dong Chushun say: "Senior, the printing press is here. We are studying how to use wax plates to print leaflets with pictures. I read that there were pictures in the previous "Northern Geshi Advance Newspaper", although It's the easiest kind."
As he spoke, Higashiide handed Kazuma a yellowed student self-printed newspaper, and there was indeed a picture in the newspaper, full of vintage print style, depicting a powerful fist smashing on the Stars and Stripes.