"So, what are you doing?"


    My eyes glanced at the stacks of white paper on the table, like a torn diary, full of words, but because of distance, I haven''t seen clearly what I was writing.


    Bai Ji pointed to the thing in his hand.


    "Don''t you know? He''s really a man who lacks observation."


    "Are you teasing me? How could I know what these files are?"


    "Really, this is a newly opened [Soul Mailbox] by the Student Union! It was obvious that yesterday and today both told everyone through the radio that our Student Union opened a mailbox to solve their troubles for others, but you know nothing."


    Bai Ji sighed and explained with an idiot''s look at me while staring at me.


    I tilted my head and thought for a while, and immediately came to a conclusion.


    "Oh, it''s a spiritual mailbox. I still know this for a while. It''s just the place where students talk about their worries?"


    "Hehe, not only that. We set up a mailbox in the hidden area of the school, so that students in difficulties can secretly submit letters to us, and will also place a reply on the reply board in the future."


    "Uh...how did the other party know that you are answering his own question?"


    "When submitting, students will ask their letters to have an ID, such as [I am Classmate A]. In this way, when we reply, we will write [Reply to Classmate A] on the envelope, and the letter will be hung on the newly opened reply board on the first floor of the teaching building, so that those who are interested can take it back."


    "Ye? Let the classmates express their worries through letters... I always feel that this kind of thing that collects people''s privacy is not very good."


    "It''s not about collecting privacy."


    Bai Ji stopped reading the letter, and her short hair swayed lightly as she shook her head and stared at me.


    She raised her fingers and put on a straight and open face.


    "There are many people in the world who don''t live so freely like you. The minds of young girls in the sequel are very delicate. Even if we may not be able to completely solve other people''s thoughts, we can use the authoritative platform of the Student Union to give people spiritual comfort."


    "That''s right, but are you going to build a student union into a house of everything? It''s actually so many people are dealing with this kind of thing."


    I looked around curiously for a while and found that there were so many people in the student union room today because everyone was dealing with letters from the spiritual mailbox. Of course, it was surprising that there were so many letters in two days.


    Bai Ji picked up his arms, buried his little body in the soft chair, and said relaxedly.


    "This is the best way for our student union to gain the support of our classmates, and it can also set a model from it and use it as publicity in the future."


    "You really think far..."


    While muttering, I picked up the letter to see what my classmates were worried about.


    Well, as expected.


    It is usually about love, such as having a crush on someone, but because the other party has a relationship or lacks confidence in him, he can only stop moving forward.


    Of course, there are also people who express concern about their academic performance being unchanged, or they feel that interpersonal relationships are complicated and are confused.


    I looked at Bai Ji''s reply, and it was all uninnovative, such as "Since you are not in love, add your talent to your studies." For those who cannot break through their academic performance, she wrote something like "Progress in grades is not something that can happen overnight, so let''s work hard for a few months first."


    "Baiji, you''ve been replying, what did you call me here?"


    Suddenly thinking of this, I slapped my head with my arms and fell on the table.


    "Ah, I just think you are the one who shares the benefits with me at least, right? So you should do something."