Mr. Qianyuan was seriously injured and fell to the ground after being shot openly and secretly. He was very weak physically and mentally. Even though he was so pitiful, he was still bullied by the despicable and shameless seniors.

How cruel this world is!

"Qianyuan-kun, you know a lot~" the younger sister said softly, "Aren't you happy chatting with big sister here?"

"Zhuda, why do you think I'm so happy?" Qianyuan frowned.

"Because if we were chatting with a girl as cute as Saori-chan, we would definitely be elated and secretly happy." She said with a smile.

"Similarly, I believe that when someone looks distressed on the surface, his inner world is already booming and setting off fireworks with joy." Zhuda Caimiao said without thinking.

She could even take the initiative to change the scene of the fireworks display and delete all other people in her mind.

"But I have no intention of being moved, really." Qianyuan said firmly.

"I just want to go home now, stay away from this morning lady quickly, and leave the area where I am being persecuted by her."

"But I always feel that you are eager to play with the beautiful girl for a while longer..." Zhuda Caimiao looked at him up and down for a long time, and continued, "An hour ago, you were asking me when it would end, but suddenly

There is no news. As a senior, I was just worried about whether someone was hit by a car while walking."

"As soon as I went out, I saw someone chatting with me. It's really too much!" Miss Caimiao said angrily.

"Bad! The lowest! Scumbag!"

The girl slapped her palms on the table and said loudly.

Mr. Chihara was stabbed in the back and fell into a state of speechlessness.

A few seconds of perfect silence.

Mr. Qianyuan barely opened his mouth to speak.

"Zhuda, you also think it's fun to play with me?"

"Absolutely." Zhu Dacai muttered, still having some unfinished thoughts.

After all, it's rare to see him looking deflated.

[Others can play, but I can’t?]

Mr. Qianyuan glared at her hard.

【No more fooling around and cooking noodles at night.】

Miss Caimiao tightened her lips and smiled in her eyes, which seemed to mean that she would definitely not make such a fuss next time.

[However, the premise is: no one is allowed to mention the word "year" again. 】

"Yes, yes, I think it's fun to play with Qianyuan-kun too."

In the morning, Shaozhi gently rubbed the ends of her hair, "Especially this look of being angry and anxious, but not daring to resist, is particularly interesting."

"The way she drooled while sleeping just now was also very cute."

When she mentioned other people's dark histories, she smiled brightly.

"You still drool while sleeping?" Sister Jiang was surprised, "I thought only high school students were like this."

"When I was in class, the most I could doze off secretly was leaning behind a table full of books, but I would never drool." She couldn't help but smile as she recalled her youthful days.

Mr. Chihara slapped away the finger that someone was trying to poke in his face.

"You're quite proud..." He held his forehead and said.

However, he piled books high to try to block the teacher's sight. He had used this trick when he was studying, and he missed it somewhat.

"I didn't expect Zhuda-san to still be so lively. I thought he would be somewhat depressed after being silent for so long." In the morning, Saori had a smile on her face, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

"It's okay, although I didn't get any good roles last year, only soy sauce..." Zhuda Caimiao sighed softly.

"But this time I got the role of [Suguha Kiritani]."

Thinking of this, he immediately hummed proudly, "I can cooperate with Saori-chan again."

He couldn't help but quietly leaned forward and quietly put his arm around the other person's waist.

"Ahem... pay attention to your image." Qianyuan reminded.

In the morning, Shaozhi lowered her head and took a look, and found that her clothes seemed a little uneven during the fight, so she hurriedly sorted them out.

"I want you to take care of it?"

Nianxia's sister was angry that he ruined her good deeds.

"Qianyuan-kun, are you jealous?" Zaozhi's eyes flashed.

"Even if a girl comes close to me, will she be jealous? Secretly feel sour? Maybe she will cry quietly in the corner later."

In the morning, Shaori tilted her head and fantasized, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

"No paranoia!"

Mr. Qianyuan crossed his arms, clearly indicating that the brain circuit of the girl opposite was abnormal.

He scratched his hair helplessly, "Why does the morning lady think that I will like you?"

"From the first time I met him, I was curious about this weird idea."

"It's just as unreasonable as the Skyfall system that appears inexplicably in light novels."

Even if you are an experientialist, it is too much.

He bent his fingers and knocked on the table dissatisfiedly, not afraid of the risk of tendon wear and joint effusion.

"No." Morning Saori straightened her back and said, "Chihara-kun was dubbing the character who has a crush on me before, and now he tried Kirito again. Although he failed, he still has this suspicion no matter what he thinks about it.

?”

Qianyuan was stunned for a moment.

It sounds like the logical train of thought of the experiential school, but if you think about it carefully, there are many flaws.

Mr. Chihara thought for a while and said calmly: "What if it's a male voice actor who has a romantic relationship with the character of Morning Lady? That would be too much."

He frowned, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and continued: "But you also said just now that I am the 'first toy', and I have never heard that Miss Morning has been close to other people."

"Although I consider myself to be flawless, the world is so ignorant that it is hard to see the treasure in Bian He's hands. It seems that in everyone's eyes I am not so special that I am qualified to be the first to make an exception."

"This shows that the basis for choosing the morning lady is not at all based on this reason."

His fingers tapping on the table suddenly stopped, and his slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened.

"Tell me, what is the reason?"

Mr. Qianyuan held the happy water in his hand, crossed his legs, and cast a serious questioning look at the girl who was one level below him in every aspect.

The girl was startled, then forced herself to smile: "Is it possible...Qianyuan-kun is special enough to be the first one to make my heart beat?"

"Miss Morning, your secretive look now makes me even more curious." Qianyuan licked her lips.

Seeing that she seemed to be seen through and at a loss, his eyes suddenly became happy, and a formulaic business smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, cheerfully.

"Although I think I have never been in love, I won't have any troubles with my ex-girlfriend."

"But there is no guarantee that at a certain time and place, an action, a smile, or even a sense of déjà vu can make an adolescent girl's heart burn with passion and create the illusion of love."

"Perhaps this girl has been carrying that thought for a long time and can't forget it until now. When we meet again unexpectedly, the love for her becomes even more intense."

"So I was insinuating myself against a young man who didn't even remember me, and secretly plotted against him."

"Oh, now I've even drafted a million-word synopsis for a novel about youth love."

Mr. Qianyuan said to himself, suddenly feeling pleasantly surprised. He always felt that if the plot he had just imagined could be adapted into a light novel and published, he would immediately become rich.

Zhuda Caimiao marveled at his shamelessness and narcissism, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to make sense. The whole thing happened too strangely, but judging from someone's appearance, it was impossible to say that a superficial little girl would be deceived. , I feel confused about the meaning of spring.

So she could only turn to her former junior with surprised eyes.

Looking at Shaori's stiff face and expression in the morning, her lips couldn't help but move slightly.

"It can not be……"

My younger sister was a little shocked.

But if you think about it carefully, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it.

Maybe by the end of the year Oni-chan will really marry into a wealthy family, and she will be able to follow suit and drink spicy food. She can also add a few more packs of nori and sesame seeds to the buckwheat noodles at night.

From this point of view, Zhuda Caimiao suddenly hoped that the storyline would develop along this route.

So she started gearing up excitedly.

"no!"

In the morning, Saori patted her forehead helplessly, "I was stunned because of Qianyuan-kun's unconstrained imagination."

"Why would you come up with this kind of plot? Even if it's an idol drama, you wouldn't use this routine anymore, right?" She severely criticized someone for being backward, which basically stuck to the plot of "Norwegian Wood". suspected of plagiarism.

"Eye to head." Zhuda Caimiao nodded vigorously, "Nowadays, TV dramas are all about falling from the sky, transferring to another school, people who have a crush on them before they even start, it's too free, no one will chase them."

"And sprinkle high-concentration sugar on the female viewers in front of the screen for twelve consecutive episodes? Anyway, I can't stand it and can't stand it."

Zhuda Caimiao touched her arm and felt goosebumps rising.
To be continued...