"Shui Cang, see you tomorrow."

"Uh-huh."

After sending the little girl to her destination, he waved to his descendants and left as well. After all, he had to consider going to work again.

"Goodbye, senior."

Qianyuan paused, looked back and smiled.

The wind in the afternoon was still weak as usual, blowing through his forehead and the corners of his eyes. The last few cherry blossom petals were falling off. The flowering period had passed. It would be several months before he wanted to enjoy cherry blossoms again. It was a custom loved by people in his hometown, and he couldn't help it.

How passionate.

The past two years seem to have gone too fast. I have been busy studying and working part-time, and I have not gone out to make friends. I have not experienced the youth of Japanese high school life at all.

Qianyuan stopped walking. The happy water reacting with the stomach acid in his body made him narrow his eyes slightly.

The winter breeze, the few cherry trees, this background is too shabby and simple compared to the last time with the flying fireworks and gorgeous cherry blossoms. However, even so, the protagonist is still so amazing. After all, youth light novels are all

so.

But after all, youth...

In fact, they are just some fragments and symbols, but they are still remembered in the heart.

Now that I'm in college, I can't seem to remember the formulas and writing on the blackboard that my math teacher in high school told me, but the profile of the girl at the same table is very clear in my memory, and I can even remember the number of eyelashes.

Muster up the courage to confess to the girl I love under the cherry blossom tree...

These moments containing inner throbbing may be the essence of youth, whether bitter or sweet.

Come to think of it, the girl I loved for the first time is currently filming a special photo shoot, right?

Really, even the preferences are so similar to mine. How can a boy not love tokusatsu? It’s impossible to forget such a lovely person like this.

If he saw it on TV every day, Ah Wei might not be able to survive for a day.

Then.

In Story of Youth, there should be a cute girl waiting for you on your way home every day, right?

It's really good, so beautiful that it can make literary and artistic young people imagine a youth story that started with 500,000 words.

It's a pity that Mr. Chihara is not the protagonist of a youth romance novel, so he naturally does not receive such preferential treatment.

The young man continued to take small steps leisurely until he passed the road he walked every day.

A girl actually appeared.

A very cute high school jk. He is not in the uniform of the nearby high school, and he is carrying an easel bag on his back. If you consider that he came here deliberately from the wealthy area of ​​​​Chiyoda, which is ten kilometers away, his energy is really amazing.

The girl who noticed his gaze had an abnormal blush on her cheeks.

Even in such a lazy and idle environment, she seemed to be standing in the vibrant spring scenery.

However, there is a high probability that it has nothing to do with me and will pass by me.

"(Qianyuan) Senior, right?"

"Huh?" He was stunned for a moment.

The girl named Sakura flashed her eyes and raised her cute little face.

"I like you, please date me!"

"Eh?"

…

"Okay, this is over!"

The sound supervisor of "Sakura Village" clapped his hands and said, "The lines for the passers-by are fine. No further adjustments are needed. Thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you for your advice today."

Qianyuan and the girls next to him bowed towards the recording station to say thank you and left the recording studio.

"The next couple come in quickly." The sound supervisor's urging came from the announcer's mouth.

Hearing the sound, the misogynist Matsuda Makoto with a pair of tired eyes followed the CV of the completely unfamiliar heroine and returned to the recording studio with a sigh, obviously he himself had not had time to rest for long.

Didn’t you just record it? Why do you need to record it again?

"Oh, I worked hard again today. It's such a fulfilling day." Mr. Qianyuan couldn't help but sigh when he came to the door. His face was filled with a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment as if he had completed the construction of the Great Wall.

"Just nod, 'hmm'..." The girl had a black line on her head.

"'Hmm', getting paid for one episode is not considered a skill?" Mr. Qianyuan said with a smile.

He really likes the industry's rule that wages are based on the number of episodes and you have to pay as long as you have lines. Especially for a character like this who knows his way around things and gets paid comfortably.

Of course, whether Matsuda likes it or not in the recording studio is another matter.

"Forget it, let me see how much the phone is charged." Qianyuan walked straight to the stool where he was originally sitting.

"Miss Morning, please return the gadget in your hand to me. It will explode if you play with it while charging."

"I have never heard of anything like this happening to people around me. The probability of an accident is too small."

"Want a higher probability? Why don't I try it with a Samsung next time? As long as the morning lady is willing to reimburse the expenses, she might be able to make a lot of money from legal proceedings."

She grabbed her phone from the other party's hand, and luckily she only browsed through the TV series she had just downloaded, and didn't touch the 99 chat messages and her own photo gallery that were constantly buzzing on it.

If you are noticed with countless pornographic pictures, you will get multiple handles.

"Sakura-kun, why don't you sit down? Aren't you tired of standing?" Zaori raised her head and glanced at her direct subordinate who frowned and sighed.

"I suffered too much psychological and spiritual trauma today, and I didn't react for a while." Sakura Suzune picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table and pressed it heavily on the chair.

It was so shocking that Qianyuan, who had just opened the game and was about to start an expedition, flicked his finger and clicked on Dajian.

"I just found out about the Human Realm Strange Stories." Saori chuckled in the morning, "Qianyuan-kun is playing a prank on you, right?"

"The relationship of a well-known management painter is exposed, and they are suspected of living together!"

It's really gratifying. When I think of the title of the next big news, Mr. Qianyuan has already seen that the otakus who are haunted by inner demons will create a lowb feeling in the live broadcast room with a black screen.

So he couldn't help but use expensive traffic to open the live broadcast address.

"Huh? Why is there no one?"

What about the expected barrage?

"Because the flaws are too big." Zaozhi shook her head.

She clicked on the audio file in her hand to start playing, "Even the paid audio tracks rarely have such care."

"Qianyuan-kun, it's a pity that you didn't release ASMR when you did the live broadcast. Otherwise, I would buy eight out of ten copies and listen to them every day before going to bed." Shaori sighed in regret in the morning.

Listening to her looping back and forth, the smile on the young man's face froze slightly, but this time he didn't make any mistakes. He had developed immunity after dealing with her several times.

"It's a shame that I possess the unique knowledge of "Emperor's Classics". I have known human principles for eight thousand years, and I can predict the trend of the next ten years. The whole game was destroyed by Sakura-san." He couldn't help but sigh, "Virtual

The name of the first emperor of the anchor can only be met with mixed praise and praise, how sad!"

As a result, vtuber, which has promoted the development of the industry for more than ten years, ended dismally.

"So you are here to harm me?" Sakura Suzune hit his thigh hard.

"It's all you!"

Every word is spoken, and the attack is particularly vicious.

"Isn't this the same way I want you to turn your attention back to your studies?" He rubbed his thighs and said earnestly.

"How can you still think about playing games at your age?"

"Have you decided on your future aspirations?"

Qianyuan tore open the potato chip package in his hand and handed it over.

"Not yet." Sakura Suzune shook her head, "I'm going to fill in the form 'to spend the rest of my life relying on photo royalties'."

"Not bad, remember to give me a copy when you get it."

"roll!"

She was so stingy that Mr. Qianyuan even gave her some snacks.

"It feels like the circle is so small." He sighed inexplicably, "Miss Morning's direct descendant is Sakura..."

"Yes." Morning Saori suddenly laughed, "Last week Qianyuan-kun confessed to me, and this week it's you who is confessed to by Sakura-kun. It's really interesting."

This is the bad thing about the experience school, which easily confuses reality with animation.

Fortunately, I am a lazy empath.

"There is something wrong with people who are looking for a sense of reality in fictional stories." Qianyuan rolled his eyes.

"That can also be done from a practical point of view..."

"Don't!" He couldn't help but interrupt, "Aren't you shy when you say such things?"

"It's a little bit, after all, I'm a girl too." Senior Fukasei Hing's mouth curled up unconsciously.
To be continued...