Eat and drink, pat your palms.

Half a day of leisurely leisure has passed.

“What a wonderful day!”

Chihara stretched comfortably and said slowly.

"Sure enough, I still watched my brothers practice singing and dancing rap with an upset look on their faces, and then lie down on the ground while jumping, regretting the way I think, "I'm not doing it anymore." This feeling is really good!"

call--

Listening to this faint, sarcastic sound, the air here couldn't help but feel sad.

It is the most hateful guy who sees others making a fool of himself.

I also want to expose all the good brothers in the room, so how could this happen?

Matsuda sighed and handed over the candy he took out from someone's pocket in turn, comforting his good brothers who were desperate and suspected that he had no idol talent at all.

"Yuma, just a gangster, don't care too much about the gap between yourself and others." Qianhara thought for a while and continued, "It's good to have a distinctive voice. Look, this high note is a moment, and you will know it's you."

"Although it always feels a bit treble pollution..." The voice muttered very little.

Unfortunately, it is particularly obvious in this kind of quiet singing practice room environment.

Faced with these ironic words of comfort, Uchida Yuma couldn't help but raise his head and return to his care with resentful eyes, which made Mr. Chihara unable to speak out.

This is how young people today are.

sorrow!

I really feel sad for Miss Uchida!

"Sure enough, the career of idols is really difficult to do. They sing and dance..." The boy took a sip of Coke and sighed.

As the No. 1 leader of the project that will occupy the peak of two plus three-dimensional idols in the future, Shimada Nobunaga looked at the most beautiful boy in Tokyo at this time and couldn't help but curl his lips with resentment.

The competition at the level of "Idol Master" can be imagined, with each carrot and a pit.

Even Brother Shimada only occupied one force and became the leader of one of the teams. The next thing to recruit soldiers and then cheated people in depends on his popularity.

Unfortunately, with these three playing skills, they can't trick this lazy little brother into troubled waters to catch up.

What's going on?

How did the plan of three of you performing hard, and someone’s plan to deceive fans and popularity fail?

Yuma, it’s all your fault for not being good. Why did you only inherit Miss Uchida’s appearance gene? The high pitch is so contaminated that Mr. Shimada’s performance has destroyed such a good performance.

"I'll leave first if you're fine. I'm still waiting to go to the bookstore to have a sleep in the afternoon." Qianhara yawned with her eyes narrowed.

Naturally, the man couldn't help frowning.

Is this a student of Dong University?

Go to the bookstore to sleep?

Is this what a good student should say?

Lazy pig!

"Okay, okay..." Nobunaga took a deep breath and waved his hand to signal the boy not to look at them again, especially not to take photos of their phones.

"Certainly nothing else?" the boy just asked.

"That's it, I want to trick you into coming in. Are you sure?" Nobunaga raised his hand and grabbed the coffee and suppressed his shock. "By the way, there are female voice actors singing and dancing downstairs. If you are not afraid of being regarded as a fool, you can go and have a look."

"Oh, it sounds really good, but when I think that they are sweating as much as you are now, I feel so disgusting." Chihara shook her head and said.

This is not good for being obsessed with cleanliness.

When others think of the beautiful girl sweating profusely, Mr. Chihara can only think that in addition to 99% of the moisture in the sweat, the other main ingredients are sodium chloride and potassium, magnesium, calcium, lactic acid, urea nitrogen, etc.

The point is this urea nitrogen...

The more I think about it, the more disgusting it becomes.

After eating the burger, Mr. Chihara played around the instrument a few times after eating the hamburger, and then compared the score and n buttons on the instrument, he realized that he really did not have this talent.

"Then I'll leave?" Qianhara pointed to the direction of the door, "There are still a few novels I want to buy."

"Let's go, go, be busy..." Elder Xin sighed like a silence.

"By bye." The boy looked down on his acting skills, and could only say that he was on the surface and lacked a deeper soul.

After walking a few steps, I remembered something again, and then turned my head and said, "Oh, by the way, I just sent out your performance photos. Someone was curious about what combination this was. Matsuda, remember to help me get it back."

"...ahhh, why did you let me go back?" Matsuda scratched his head.

"That's to say, I'm the leader, okay!" Nobunaga said in dissatisfaction.

"Haha, who knows you..." the boy sneered, "Your profile is only one [acrobat assassin] at most, how can you compare to [Kirito]'s famous reputation."

Although this Uncle Black's two special performances in FZ are memorable.

"So that's it, see you next time!"

...

When you walk out of the practice room, the air conditioner outside is still comfortable.

It is worthy of being a consortium. Such a large building environment can be so good.

The elevator is still crowded with social animals. Anyway, patients with cleanliness disease don’t want to practice with the sweaty magnetic field strong men.

It's squeezed and blocked. The most terrifying thing is that if the power card is out of the way!

It is hard to say that in China, it may be saved in two or three hours.

Qianhara slowly went downstairs with a snorkeling step by step.

hachimi~hachimi~hachimi~hachimi~hachimi~

"If you lick the honey water..."

“Will the speed be faster?”

Yes! I didn’t expect that someone could face radio waves in this era.

Qianyuan took another step down, and took a step.

Then click down slightly.

It was indeed a meeting of evil fate.

I don't know what other unfortunate encounters will happen today.

"Why did senior take the stairs in the morning? I thought you were the kind of person who picked up and sent off with eight-carriage sedan chairs, and there were about ten bodyguards to start protecting the car?" Qianyuan tilted his head and looked at it carefully.

By the way, the height of 4.5 floors also gives him a sense of condescending momentum.

"Probably the same reason as you?" Saori Yama said gently, not caring about the string of ignorant words behind him.

"Miss is also obsessed with cleanliness in the morning?" Chihara rarely smiled at her.

This is a surprise to patients with the same disease.

"So Qianhara Jun has a cleanliness, remember." Saori said politely in the morning, "I just think it's crowded..."

Qianhara had a black line at the end, feeling speechless.

Is this being tricked again?

Then he took a little bigger step, took two steps at a time, and stopped humming songs for a while, slowly stepped down the steps and asked, "At this point, are you going to have a meal?"

He pointed at the other two people who had just appeared on them.

Uchida junior and a young sister who forced her to hook up with Miss Uchida, and the one who is now facing her, Saori.

Given that this senior, junior, and sister are all there, it seems to be a problem to call this small group.

It is barely appropriate to use the impolite title of "you".

"Go together?" Saori asked in the morning.

"What about that?" the boy asked.

He took two steps in three steps, and quickly walked from the 4.5th floor to the entrance of the staircase on the fourth floor. "Unless I go out to squeeze the elevator now, I can only walk together in one road."

Fortunately, it was already on the fourth floor, so it was not long to go down to spend with these girls.

"You are not sleeping at home today, why are you here?" Zhu Da Cai Meow poked his shoulder, then looked up and down with a very suspicious look.

【Can't it be for the girls to dance?

In response to this, Mr. Chihara could only roll her eyes with contempt.

【Dirty!】

Uchida Mari looked up at the ceiling, which was the fifth floor upstairs, then looked back at his face and asked curiously: "Is Senior Chihara planned by that man?"

"Don't, I can't stand that level of training!" The young man hummed twice.

“Oh by the way…”
To be continued...