98. If it is Ming Chuan, it is also possible, right?
On the afternoon of June 3rd, Friday, after lunch, Aikawa Yusheng went to the auditorium - the place where the report meeting and performance were held during the anniversary festival.
The midday sun is full of warmth, making the stone pavement sparkle like crystals embedded in the earth.
The beech branches are lush and leafy, and the sunlight cannot penetrate the top of the tree, and only fragments of light fall on the ground.
Walking through the broken and swaying tree shadows, feeling the warm afternoon breeze, the noisy cicadas have not yet started, the surroundings are quiet and clean, and there are occasional sounds of classmates playing in the teaching building. This is a perfect place for an afternoon nap.
An intoxicating noon.
Entering from the front door and looking at the scene inside, the front row seats are almost full of people.
Although there is still a whole week, there will be a rehearsal today for the situation of the day. This is not the only rehearsal. In fact, there will be a second rehearsal on the afternoon of next Thursday, the day before the anniversary festival.
If you do it a week in advance, you can conduct a practical drill so that everyone can discover problems and have time to correct them.
The school informed the student union that one of the Vice Ministers of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology was confirmed to be present, and it did not rule out the possibility of other high-ranking officials coming - the salary was already very high, so on the day of the anniversary celebration, perfection must be pursued.
As for the students who did not participate in this activity, they spent the whole afternoon studying in the classroom - Aikawa Yusheng felt a little envious.
"Where's the president?"
When I walked to the backstage, almost all of them were people from the student union. I grabbed a relatively familiar member and asked Aikawa Yusheng.
"I just saw it was in the innermost room."
"ok, thank you."
"Yes..." The boy who opened the door and wanted to ask what today's rehearsal schedule was like kept silent. Amamiya Chiran was sleeping soundly at the desk.
The long, silky hair is as black and translucent as newly opened ink, and spreads out on the graceful back. The girl hides her mouth and the following parts in her arms, and her usually bright eyes are gently closed.
Closing the door gently and shutting out some noise, Aikawa Yusheng did not sit next to the girl - in this case, it seemed a bit impolite to sit down.
Finding a seat at the door, Aikawa Yusheng took out his headphones, put on his headphones, and watched a tutorial on how to solve math problems.
With his legs crossed, his left elbow resting on his left leg to support his chin, and his right hand holding the cell phone on his lap, Aikawa Yusheng studied comfortably.
I'm a little focused, and I'm not very sensitive to sound when wearing headphones, so when I change my movements, I'll be startled when I notice the clear and charming eyes out of the corner of my eye.
With an exciting reddish side face, Aikawa Yusheng first pulled away a little and then turned his head to prevent any wrong body contact, and then asked:
"Are you awake, President?"
At the same time, I clicked pause on my phone and took off my headphones - it is also impolite to chat with others while wearing headphones.
"Yes." The girl nodded, straightened up, crossed her fingers and stretched downward, and moved her body, "Have you learned this now?"
"Absolutely. I have made great progress. I went from not being able to understand at all in class to now being unable to understand at all."
Summary: There is progress, but not much.
"Come on, let's go out."
"Wouldn't you like to take a nap? It's still quite early now." Aikawa Yusheng looked at his phone. The lunch break was not over yet.
"No need, and it's not good to sleep on your stomach." Amamiya Chiran shook her head.
"Okay, that's right, President." Aikawa Yusheng pointed his cheek with two index fingers and said with a smile.
Due to sleeping, the girl's slightly red cheeks showed traces of wrinkles in her clothes.
Amamiya Chiran seemed not to understand Aikawa Yuo's actions, she tilted her head and looked at him with some confusion, then nodded slightly and showed a smile.
Like the lotus blooming in the lotus pond, it is spinning at the moment, with countless clear water drops floating from above to all sides.
Aikawa Yusheng couldn't laugh or cry. Amamiya Chiran seemed to think that his actions were meant to make her smile. He said: "President, there are marks on your face from sleeping. Do you want to rub them and wait for them?"
Get rid of it and then go out."
"That's it." Amamiya Chiran nodded, pulled out a small mirror from the drawer of the table, and began to rub her cheeks seriously.
The soft cheeks are constantly deforming under the rubbing of both hands, which is very cute.
Then he operated his cell phone, turned to Aikawa Yusheng and said: "Today's rehearsal schedule has been sent to you, you can take a look first."
"OK."
"During rehearsals, they may tell you if they have any questions. Remember to summarize and send them to me. You can also forward the message to me directly.
There is also a file with the contact information of outstanding graduates of Mingchuan. You can call these numbers tonight or this weekend and ask them if they can come back during the anniversary celebration.
The phone bill can be reimbursed, but the workload is still quite large. If you think it is troublesome to waste time, I will arrange it for others."
"No trouble, I finally got down to business, it's quite fun." After saving the contact information form, Aikawa Yusheng scanned the rehearsal form.
Kamizakura Kongfeng was actually on the list, speaking at the anniversary festival as a freshman representative.
Maybe this is the biggest worry in my age group.
Amamiya Chiran raised her head, glanced at Aikawa Yusheng through the mirror, and then picked up her mobile phone to operate it.
Click on the received file, which contains several new music scores.
"Don't forget your job. Although you may not have time now, after the anniversary celebration is over, you still can't leave behind these things."
"I got it." Unspeakable 'his job', Yusheng Aikawa reluctantly saved the file and planned to print it out at the school's printer together with his contact information today.
"It's probably gone. Are there any other seats?" After a few glances in the mirror, the girl walked up to Aikawa Yusheng, bent down slightly, and looked into his eyes.
The distance was very close, and he could smell the faint fragrance of her body. In his dark and bright eyes, Aikawa Yusheng could still see himself, with his distinct eyelashes quivering every time he opened and closed them.
"Is there any?" Amamiya Chiran asked again.
"Oh," Aikawa Yusheng broke away from the amazing feeling of seeing the facial features at close range, looked at both sides of Amamiya Chiran's face, shook his head and said, "No more, don't worry."
"Let's go."
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After following Amamiya Chiran and watching her ordering in an orderly manner for a while, the lunch break was over and Aikawa Yuo decided to check the presence of the program staff.
Tianhe Xia Li is easy to find. Although there are many members in the wind section, but because of this, a group of people is very conspicuous in the auditorium.
And Tianhe Xia Li is even more conspicuous among them.
The girl also noticed Aikawa Yusheng and waved slightly as a greeting, but did not come over. The head of the music department was talking to everyone.
After waving in response and making a circle behind the instrument club's form, Aikawa Yuo continued counting.
"Are all the students from the dance department here?"
"Here." A group of girls all dressed in red responded.
"You will be the first to go up to rehearse later. Be prepared and control the time and everything. The sound control room is in the third classroom on the left at the backstage. If you have any questions about the accompaniment, go to the staff inside."
"Hi!"
"Have the two classmates from the Rakugo Club arrived?"
"here!"
.......
Rolling names can really bring a little happiness.
Almost everyone is here. Those departments that have not yet arrived, those with contact information have already urged them on the line, and others, Aikawa Yusheng, sent the list to Amamiya Chisome.
Then he walked to the corner, sat down next to the girl carelessly, and announced the name that he had not announced just now: "Is Kami Sakura-san here?"
Shangying Kongfeng, who was reading with a book in his hand, raised his eyebrows, sighed, and was too lazy to answer.
"Do you get stage fright when you give a speech on stage?"
"Not that much."
"Mandatory mission?" Aikawa Yusheng didn't think Kamizakura Kongfeng was the kind of girl who would take the initiative to participate in such an activity.
"Um."
"Sure enough, what are you looking at, "How to Give an Emotional Speech"?"
"Gone with the Wind." Shang Yingkongfeng closed the book and let Aikawa Yusheng see the words clearly, and then continued reading.
"Yes, I am working very hard to expand my literary literacy. This book is good and very interesting." Although I don't know the book "Gone with the Wind" at all, since Shang Yingkongfeng knows how to read it, it must be a literary masterpiece.
.
After all, the miko-san is living in this era, but she never watches anime variety shows or anything like that.
Knowing that Aikawa Yusheng had a few drops of ink in his stomach, Shang Yingkongfeng didn't bother to expose him and nodded as an answer.
"By the way, who is the person in charge of your show?"
"Takayuki Miyamoto."
I’ve heard of this name, maybe a member of the student council, but I don’t know him—I’ve been a member of the student council for a long time, but because it belongs to a nearly independent department, Aikawa Yusheng has very little knowledge of the members of the student council.
He knew this name because Amamiya Chiran asked him to remember the names and appearances of the student council members.
"From now on, if you have any questions after the change, you can just come to me."
The young man had his legs crossed, his left arm almost parallel to his shoulder, and his right arm could only be held at his waist because he was sitting in the air.
His original arrogant attitude became comical.
Because of Aikawa Yusheng's commanding speech, Kamizakura Kongfeng turned to look at him in a funny way: "Why?"
"With your personality, it's hard to communicate with others if you really have a problem, right? Why don't you let me endure the humiliation and put my hot face against your cold ass?"
Aikawa Yusheng's face showed a heroic sense of self-sacrifice.
Kamizakura Kongfeng pulled away, gently caressed the curve of her butt with her hand, and frowned: "Please pay attention to your measures, youkai-san."
"Hot your butt? Is it okay if I keep a cold face?" Aikawa Yusheng's face suddenly became cold, and his shrinking right hand could be stretched again because of the girl's departure.
"Are you satisfied, Miss Miko?" With slightly narrowed eyes, Aikawa Yusheng looked at Sakura Kongfeng with a cold face - actually he wanted to look at the position of the hot butt, but Aikawa Yusheng was worried that if he did so, he would
I was beaten, so I didn’t watch it.
As if to match this temperament, Aikawa Yusheng looked at him coldly, while reaching out to try to unbutton his clothes.
"...."
Because his eyes were always locked on the girl's face, Aikawa Yusheng, who was not very good at this in the first place, unbuttoned the button for a long time without unbuttoning it.
The scene was awkward for a while.
"Ha." Shangying Kongfeng finally laughed out loud, and no longer worried about whether his speech was civilized or not. He shook his head, sighed, and then looked at him with a somewhat teasing tone: "I don't care, you have the power now."
It’s so big, can I just change it?”
"Of course, I am now less than one person and more than ten thousand people, and I am currently planning a plan to seize the student union. When my plan succeeds, I will use the student union funds to eat and drink every day, and strive to be corrupt enough in high school to get married in the future. Please, please
Give me 30 million for dancing.”
Aikawa Yusheng shows his ambition.
"I will report it as soon as possible."
"You can't be so ruthless, right? The purpose of embezzling this money is also to make a lump sum for you in the future. It's equivalent to me working for you now, right?"
Very good, as expected, Shangying Kongfeng did not respond, lowered his head and read quietly.
The beautiful and lovely face has no expression, only the charming eyes, scanning the words on the book, making various ripples from time to time.
Then it seemed that it was because Aikawa Yusheng had been watching her, which made Kamizakura Kongfeng feel a little embarrassed and sighed again - the sigh today was all because of this half-friend in front of her.
"If you want to continue to encroach on the student union, you should show your hard work and organize this rehearsal with the student union instead of wasting time on me."
"You really support me." Aikawa Yusheng said with a smile, then took out the word cards he had been reading recently from his pocket and showed it to the girl: "I have finished reading this small stack."
"Next Tuesday we will randomly check your dictation. If you can't memorize anything, you will be punished by copying it twenty times. Although it is mechanical manual labor, this method does have some effect."
Nodding, Shangying Kongfeng said immediately.
"Hiss - so scary! But I understand, but actually my purpose is to ask you which words I should memorize in the next stage. Can you make another word card like this for me, or give me the words, and I can
Write it down."
Aikawa Yusheng even hoped that it was written by Kami Sakura Kongfeng himself. Her English writing is also very good, Juanxiu, it is her own, I can only say that it is average-this is already very euphemistic.
"Tomorrow at the latest, tonight at the earliest." As for words or word cards, Shangying Kongfeng didn't say.
"Thank you very much, dear Miss Miko, you are my best friend, without a doubt!"
"Where's the teacher?" Shangying Kongfeng suddenly asked with great interest.
"Utsuyuki? She's not my friend at all! It's just you, Sakura!" Aikawa Yusheng curled his lips in disdain and said.
"I will convey it to the teacher exactly as it is." After thinking about it, Shangying Kongfeng added, "And your attitude."
"No problem, even if the gods come, you will still be my first friend."
After all, if you use friends to describe your relationship with Arc Yue Jingxuexia, the picture is too small.
Aikawa Yusheng also thought about it, and then added, "You can convey the content of what I said, but can you modify the attitude just now? Just say that my attitude is sincere."
"no."
"Okay." The sound of "Hello" came from the sound check above the head, and Aikawa Yusheng stood up, "Okay, I'm going to work for you. I'd like to say goodbye. If you want to read, you can go to the classroom behind the scenes to read.
Relatively quiet.
Just give me your seat, and when it's your turn, I'll go over and let you know."
"No need to bother." Shang Yingkongfeng shook his head and said no.
"Contact me if you have any questions, that Miyamoto-san, let him have a good rest."
"I know." Shang Yingkongfeng said with a hint of helplessness and impatience.
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After eating the evening lunch and before taking a shower, Aikawa Yusheng remembered that he still had a job.
He took out the printed contact list of outstanding graduates from his backpack, took a sip of water and cleared his throat, and Aikawa Yusheng began to make calls.
The call was dialed.
"Hello, who are you?" Because I was a stranger calling, the other party did not announce his home address as soon as he answered the call.
The sound was a bit noisy, as if there were many people.
"Hello, I am Aikawa Yusheng, from Aikawa Middle School. Is this Mr. Shiraishi?"
"Oh, yes, it's me, Shiraishi Zehide."
"I'm very sorry to disturb you by calling you. It's like this. Next Friday, June 10th, is the 40th anniversary of Mingchuan Middle School. Because you are an outstanding graduate, Shiraishi-senpai, I would like to ask if you will be there by then.
No time to attend the anniversary festival."
"That's it. I understand. It should be possible, but we still have to see if we can make time. We need to move our work arrangements."
"What's going on? Who's calling, dad~" A little girl's crisp voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Dad received an invitation to go back to his old high school to have a look. Hiss - Xiaoqing, don't grab dad's phone number, Ying Lian! Ying Lian! Where are you? Take your daughter away quickly!"
"Xiaoqing, please don't bother your dad, come here and give Big Mom a hug." A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Don't go to Xiaoqing! Don't listen to her. You must always remember your mother's words. This bad woman named Chiyo can only be your fourth mother and has nothing to do with your eldest mother." It was another woman's voice.
.
"You have forgotten the kindness that allowed you to come in, haven't you? If Su Wo doesn't agree, it's me who said it for you!"
The sound on the other end of the phone gradually turned into a quarrel between women.
Aikawa Yusheng listened with great interest and did not feel any discomfort at being left out.
Then it seemed that the owner of the phone, Shiraishi Zehide, moved away from them, and his voice gradually became unclear.
"Sorry, I'm not sure yet whether I can go. I'll give you an answer this weekend, okay?" Shiraishi Zexiu said.
"Okay, no problem." Aikawa Yusheng responded.
"Oh, by the way, do you want to call Kotori Yuyuko, Kuramochi Sakurarei, Ichiyo Chiyo, Soga Kirien?" The other party reported a list of names in one breath.
"......Yes."
After looking at the list, Aikawa Yusheng said.
"No need to fight. I will tell you their answers over the weekend."
"Okay, I'd like to trouble you, senior."
"It's okay. Is there anything else? If there's nothing else, hang up now. I have to go and coax the children and mediate family disputes." Shiraishi Zexiu said with a smile.
"It's okay, senior."
"Okay, junior."
The phone hung up and five people's names were written as pending.
One phone call is worth five calls, so efficient.
"As expected of a senior." Looking at the five names, one male and four female, and the content on the other end of the phone, Aikawa Yusheng suddenly praised.
This "Senior", Aikawa Yusheng said sincerely.
I always feel that this Shiraishi Zehide is an amazing person.
(Purely linked, has nothing to do with the plot, and there will be no two people, Ichiru and Kuramochi)
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