I was invited by a friend to sing.

The north and south wind have experienced it.

But he has never met someone who can't speak out before...

If someone invites a mute to sing, Beiyuan Nanfeng will beat the invitation immediately because he is too immoral.

But the person invited was a mute, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

I don’t even know where to start spitting out the stools.

"Miyata classmate."

Thinking about it.

Beiyuan Nanfeng took out his cell phone, opened Yahoo, and entered the word "sing" in the search bar.

After the search results popped up, he flipped his phone and handed it to Yui Miyata.

"This... is called singing."

Beiyuan Nanfeng pointed to the person who opened his mouth on the page and reminded him obscurely: "Look, do you not meet the requirements? By the way, what you gestured with your hands is not considered a song, but a nerve..."

Bang.

Yui Miyata jumped up directly, raised her small fist, and gently hit Kitahara Nanfeng's head.

"It hurts so much... You are so rude, aren't you afraid that I will beat you? Bad, are you afraid."

Beiyuan Nanfeng patted the head that had just been hammered, but he was not angry. After all, a cute girl jumped up and hit you on the head, and the ornamentality is actually more harmful than it is.

“I know what singing is.”

Yui Miyata put down her hand, closed her skirt as she jumped up slightly, picked up her pen again, and wrote in her notebook: "I can't sing, but I can accompany you."

“Accompaniment?”

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Miyata Yui and inexplicably remembered the scene where she was singing while she was ringing on the side.

What a shame.

"I'm sorry, refuse."

Beiyuan Nanfeng instantly rejected her.

Yui Miyata was stunned for a moment, put down her pen, then ran back to her position, flipped through her desk, took out a pack of new chocolate beans, and returned to Nanfeng Kitahara.

"So, it's too naive to say that you want to bribe me like this."

Kitahara Nanfeng said while stretching out his hand and taking the chocolate beans she poured out.

"Just sing it once... Tell me, when will you sing? What instrument do you want to accompaniment?"

However.

As soon as he finished speaking, Beiyuan Nanfeng, who poured the chocolate beans into his mouth, turned the topic.

Yui Miyata didn't understand the sudden change of Kitahara Nanfeng.

But she was quite happy.

After hearing the words of Nanfeng from Beiyuan, she turned back to her position, took out a piece of paper from the desk, and ran back.

...So is her desk arbitrary door?

Bang.

Yui Miyata slapped the paper on Kitahara Nanfeng's table and deliberately stretched out his hand to cover the upper half of the paper, leaving only the signature column for the lower half.

She pointed to the signature column and signaled Beiyuan Nanfeng to sign.

"You need to sign a song with you?"

Yui Miyata nodded vigorously.

"Stop, do you think I'm a fool. I've worked more workers than you have deceived. How can old social animals sign unknown agreements casually?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little funny: "Pick it away with your hands."

Miyata Yui: "…"

Kitahara Nanfeng joked: "Bad, take it away quickly, otherwise you will be beaten up."

Yui Miyata slowly moved her hand away.

really.

Not ordinary paper.

It is a club application.

Application for the club of the Qingyin Department.

On the second column, there is the name of the club leader.

It was Miyata Yui.

"...Are you still the minister of the Qingyin Department?" Kitahara Nanfeng was quite surprised.

Yui Miyata nodded vigorously.

"Do you want me to join the Ministry?"

Yui Miyata nodded vigorously again.

"If you don't go, they are all swordsmen, and they all carry swords. What's the point of carrying a guitar?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng pushed back the club application form on the desktop to her.

Yui Miyata opened her mouth, made a 'hey' mouth shape, and picked up the chocolate beans left on the table.

Beiyuan Nanfeng said: "I just played with you just now, so I was not that easy to buy."

But no matter how he said that, he still stretched out his hand.

Yui Miyata poured all the chocolate beans to him, and then watched him eat them with his own eyes, showing an expectant expression.

The north Yuan Nanfeng didn't say anything.

There is no reversal either.

Bang.

Yui Miyata raised her small fist, punched the table gently, and glared at Nanfeng, Kitahara.

As if talking.

Return the chocolate beans to me!

Beiyuan Nanfeng said helplessly: "I've eaten... Don't be so disturbed. Look at the classmates, maybe there will be rumors about me again at noon. If you understand me, I will almost become the public enemy in the class."

Yui Miyata looked around and looked at the classmate who looked strangely, bent down, picked up his pen again, and wrote on Kitahara Nanfeng's notebook: "Qingyin is very fun."

"I know, after all, when you mention this name, I think of tea and cake, but I am not very interested. Besides, you didn't even ask me what instrument I know, and you wanted to recruit new ones. What if it's not right? What if I can't do anything?"

Miyata Yui quickly wrote: "It's okay, you are the lead singer."

"That won't work. You hide behind and beat drums, and I'm the only one in front of you."

Miyata Yui: "…"

"Besides, you are so casual when you find a lead singer? You are sure I can sing... Wait, just because I hummed a few words yesterday, you are going to recruit me, right?"

What did Beiyuan Nanfeng think of?

Miyata Yui nodded vigorously.

"Please, can you be more rigorous? Just a few sentences, you will be conquered? Have you ever heard of songs... This is called singing."

Kitahara Nanfeng picked up his cell phone again and prepared to share with Yui Miyata in front of him what singing is.

Yui Miyata pressed his phone and wrote: "I believe you, you are the one who meets the requirements of the singing I have heard at the moment."

"That's because you've heard too little. Why don't I sing another paragraph for you and make a decision after you've heard it?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng saw her persistence.

I plan to change the angle and let her give up her thoughts.

Miyata Yui's eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously, then she took a step back and picked up the chocolate beans.

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Beiyuan Nanfeng didn't mind her eating while watching the show.

He coughed dryly.

After some preparation.

"The river flows eastward~"

"The stars in the sky are swayed to the Beidou~"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."
To be continued...