[Comprehensive] It's the end of the world again

Jing Haoyong was surprised to find that after he returned to the class, it seemed that everyone's attitude towards him had undergone subtle changes, as if he had become more cautious because of some kind of guilt.

However, he didn't have any doubts before he got an explanation from the squad leader——

"Because everyone thinks you are great, and the teacher also explained to us that you took away important evidence on the radio to lure the murderer. You are very brave." The girl with short hair and short ears smiled and took the club application form Put it on his desk, "Is it also because of that incident that I took so long leave that I was seriously injured?"

He thought for a while and felt that even if he told the real reason, no one would believe it, so he smiled awkwardly with the corners of his mouth pulled.

The squad leader thoughtfully did not ask further, but pointed to the form on the table: "Although you have submitted it once before, you missed it because you were still in the hospital, so you may need to submit it to the club separately after you fill it out. "

Yong lowered his head and glanced: "...Do you have to participate?"

"Yes." The class monitor nodded, but she immediately realized the meaning behind the question, and frowned a little embarrassedly, "Theoretically, the club assessment will be counted as practice points, but if you have physical reasons, you should also be able to apply for exemption." Club activities, I'll ask and I'll tell you later."

Yong: "It's troublesome."

The squad leader shook his head, then stepped onto the podium, clenched his fists and coughed.

Apparently this female class leader had a high prestige in the class, the original whispering voice gradually fell silent, and all the students sat back in their seats and looked up at her.

"The time for the cherry blossom festival is confirmed to be next Tuesday, which will last for two days. I have already posted the specific schedule, so let's discuss the class activities now."

The class was silent for a while, and no one spoke.

The squad leader waited for a while, and found that everyone was still listless, and smiled distressedly: "Then let me propose one now, how about making takoyaki together?"

Someone whispered: "...It's all good, anyway, I can't compare with those guys who are undergraduates."

He obviously said something that everyone didn't want to admit, but the facts are the facts. Whether it is making top-level delicious food or holding a performance, it is no longer just a grand event in the school sense. Compared to the proud son of heaven, no matter what they do, it will look bleak.

The monitor's expression was a bit reluctant: "You can't say that..."

But the class fell into an uncontrollable silence.

"Actually...undergraduate students may not necessarily choose their own advantageous projects as group activities..." The speaker noticed everyone's eyes on him and rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "For example, a Year B class is going to report to the haunted house..."

"As for Class B... Is it Ms. Maiyuan's class? You can get a lot of event tickets with just one tour!"

"Eh? Is that so? I'm still looking forward to Ms. Fukawa Toko's signing event."

"Speaking of signing events, there must be Mr. Yamada's doujinshi! I have always been his loyal fan!"

"But...but...I really want to meet the legendary ten gods..."

"Even if it's a fortune-telling house, it's okay, obviously that fortune-teller has also enrolled this year, hasn't he?"

"So why did they build a haunted house!"

The person who started the topic looked down at the text message on the phone, and could almost see the dumbfounding expression on the other side through the screen.

"So, are you sure it's a haunted house?"

"En." The class monitor nodded, and adjusted his glasses with the other hand that wasn't holding the file folder. His expression was somewhat haughty but not annoying, "Teacher Ermin, please join me."

"Huh?" The teacher froze for a moment, "Me?"

"Yes, Asahina-san suggested it. Everyone thinks it is very good, so I hope I can ask the teacher what he means."

"Okay." The teacher rolled his eyes and said in a gentle voice, "Please let me know if you need help."

"Then these are copies of the plan. The next afternoon of the festival is the class cherry blossom viewing party. Please remember to bring your yukata." Class monitor Jugami Baiya put the folder in his hand on the desk, nodded to the class teacher, and left the office .

...and was immediately pulled aside by the classmates who had been waiting for a long time: "How about it, did the teacher agree?"

The squad leader frowned and pulled the sleeve back from the girl next to him, but found that it was still wrinkled helplessly, and said in a low voice: "Asahina!"

The 'Super High School Swimmer' in sportswear stared at him expectantly, his eyes almost shining: "Are you agreeing? Teacher Ai Ermin is so gentle and will definitely agree!"

Shirami Baiya's forehead twitched, and he raised his head to notice that almost half of the super high school-level talents in the class squatted at the door of the office without fear of embarrassment. Tsukuru was indifferent and secretly cast glances here and there from time to time.

He raised the corners of his lips, and slowly opened his mouth in everyone's expectation: "I..."

Naoi Asahina, who was closest to him, subconsciously widened her eyes and moved closer to Jukami Baiya, waiting for the next article.

... Then she waited for a shudder.

"For things like cheating teachers wearing women's clothes, you will be punished to clean the warehouse until graduation, you idiot." The class leader glanced at the students with ulterior motives, smoothed the folds on the edge of the sleeves, turned and left very unkindly.

"...The ten gods are really unreasonable." Asahina clutched her forehead with tears in her eyes and ran to her friend Ogami Sakura for comfort—this person has a delicate heart that is completely different from the rough appearance of a "super high school-level fighter" The woman pushed the athlete's hand away, and was relieved to see that it was only slightly red, and patted Asahina's head to express her comfort.

"So there is really no hope..." The literary girl Toko Fukawa was a little disappointed, this is a very rare material for romance novels.

"I shouldn't have any hope for such a thing..." The super popular idol Maizono Sayaka smiled and patted Fu Chuan on the shoulder.

The gothic girl leaning on the side with her breasts curled up and smiled lightly. Her voice was very soft, but she had the confidence to hold on to victory all the year round: "If you really didn't do anything, the ten gods wouldn't be like this!" kind of performance."

That kind of guy is not the kind of person who leaves vague words.

And the protagonist of the topic was extracting from the planning dungeon file the so-called traditional Japanese ghost costumes specially made by the students out of concern for his cultural differences, and slowly frowned.

Japanese goblins...is it like this?

I always feel like something is not quite right...?

Well, no matter what, the event is still proceeding smoothly according to the established plan.

Although it is an activity that the students are fully responsible for, most of the classes have sent invitations to the teachers, so Amin often sees the teacher Yukino Chisa in the same office humming cheerfully and sewing with a needle and thread. Didn't it just take the script and try my best to help revise it.

"So your class has prepared a stage play?" He raised his head and asked Xue Ran, who seemed to be very busy.

"Because Qihai found a very good script, which came from a prequel of the game. It happened that everyone liked it after playing together, so they changed it into a script." Teacher Xueran smiled, "However, the children in our class are very interested in adapting the script. This kind of thing is quite difficult, if it is the two children in Teacher Arlert's class, they will definitely write a beautiful script very smoothly."

He smiled: "If you need help..."

"No problem! Teacher Arlert!" The energetic orange-haired teacher stuck out his thumb and tongue in his direction, "Even if my students don't have the talent in this area, they will still write A very good script! I think so!"

The annual Cherry Blossom Festival has arrived with everyone's full energy.

The day before the event, Makoto Naegi came to the dormitory area of ​​the preparatory school again, and knocked on the window of his younger brother——

Yong: "...Why don't you just walk through the door? Obviously, the student handbook of the students in the headquarters can unlock all non-encrypted and non-private facilities in the school."

The brown-haired boy froze for a moment, scratched the side of his face in embarrassment, and said in embarrassment, "... I'm used to it."

The windows are too convenient, so I didn’t think about going through the door at all ==

"But it's nothing important." He waved his hand, stood on tiptoe and handed over the box in his hand with difficulty. "You didn't come home last week. Mom asked me to bring you the bathrobe. It's from last year." I don't know if you have grown taller this year."

forever:"……"

Sapling: "That's it, I have to go back to rehearse... Shishen-san seems to be determined to win the best show this time, although I think that Mingwuyuan-san's tour will have a higher chance of winning."

Only then did he notice that the seedling was wearing a loose dark green gown, with a long rubber tube of skin color like a human neck without bones dragging behind his neck: "...is this?"

"Flying headman." He turned around so that the person lying on the window could see more clearly, and there was obvious expectation in his voice, "Does it look like it!"

Yong Buming, who had no research on the history of Japanese ghosts and ghosts, nodded sharply, then looked at the back of Naegi who looked down at his watch, greeted him, and then hurriedly ran to the headquarters, and smiled silently.

He went back to his room and opened the box. It was a very ordinary light gray bathrobe.

He took it out for comparison, he didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed to find that he hadn't grown taller, and then he thought of another person.

So he picked up his phone and sent a text message to the other party, but he didn't get a reply.

He suddenly remembered the rehearsal mentioned by Cheng Jun just now, contacted him back and forth, and probably guessed that Amin might also be drawn into the legendary haunted house brigade, so he just smiled and shook his head, and walked into the bathroom with his clothes.

After taking a shower, however, he received a reply.

The other party seemed very confused, and the sense of entanglement almost overflowed the screen.

'...Brother Yong...is Hong Yeshou really just a ghost turned from a swordsman in red? '

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry, women's clothing is my wish, even if it is a collapsed character, I have to wear it once [cover nosebleed and bow]

Hong Yekari is Miss Hong Ye

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Arbeing扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-10-0315:33:37

读者“Arbeing”,灌溉营养液+102017-10-0315:33:37