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?With the mobilization of the president of the student union, the enthusiasm of the whole school reached a new height. All departments worked together, and the school also gave strong support. Not only was the atmosphere of the festival not affected by the attack, but it became even more heated.

At this time, in the temporarily opened headquarters, the atmosphere was strangely tense, and the air seemed to be stagnant. The school party headed by Yatogami Kuroh and the student council president confronted the clan faction headed by Kusanagi Awashima.

"I think Scepter4 must be partially responsible for this incident." Gou Lang pointed out coldly, "You could have minimized the situation."

Awashima cast a cold glance at Daomingsi, who was buried in the ostrich. If Daomingsi had stabilized the enemy before the main team arrived, such vicious damage would not have occurred on the campus. Fortunately, only one building suffered and no students were affected.

She sighed and said sternly: "I admit that Scepter4 was negligent in this incident, and I am responsible for my misdirection. Please allow me to apologize to you."

"No, I don't want Deputy Chief Awashima to apologize. I want to borrow the manpower of Scepter4. This school festival is a little short of manpower in all aspects."

"Is this a request?"

"No, it's a request."

Awashima thought about it, and finally agreed to his request, which was not too much, and they did fail their duty in this incident.

Hatta leaned back on the back of the chair, with his crossed hands resting on his head, his legs crossed on the table in front of him, and said impatiently, "Why do we have to come here for the Qingfu matter?"

Kusanagi reassured: "Well, Hatta-chan also put in a lot of effort this time... It's just that the damage is more serious." A large part of the reason why the third floor became like that was due to him. When checking the damage, he found that a classroom had suffered Great devastation, not to mention the extent of the damage, even the ceiling was pierced with a hole, leading to the fifth floor, and red energy fluctuations remained on the fractured surface.

Hatta said nonchalantly: "That's something that can't be helped, pay attention to this when someone fights." What he said was not unreasonable, besides, he was helping out of good intentions, but the result was too tragic.

The president of the student council solemnly said: "In any case, this time we were able to successfully catch the criminal and protect the safety of the students, thanks to the help of a few people."

With a smug smile on Hatta's face, he waved his hands casually.

"But it's not us who are looking for Hatta-san," she pointed to the girl standing at the door, with a ponytail, a tall figure and a very quiet look, "Xiyuanji-san, please come in."

Before the chairman's voice fell, afterimages flashed by, Xiyuan Temple stood upright in front of the dazed Hatta, casting a shadow on his head.

"What, what are you doing?" Hatta seemed to feel some suspicious oppression, put down his feet, and sat up straight.

Xiyuan Temple suddenly bent down and took a standard bowing posture. The speed was too fast to feel the air flow.

"I'm Chiyo Saizono, head of the drama department."

"so what."

"Please save the drama department!"

"……what?"

The man walking in the crowd was wearing a high-necked black sweater and a slim silver-gray coat. His slender legs were wrapped in black jeans. His figure was comparable to that of a model. On his handsome face was a pair of thin metal-rimmed glasses, revealing The quiet and elegant temperament, like a natural focus, attracts attention.

Today is still eye-catching, but the focus has changed slightly, and the crowd casts ambiguous glances at him from time to time.

He couldn't help but lick the hot touch on his lips, but when he licked the wound before, he felt a sharp pain.

——Surely, only a punch is not enough, the bastard who sends it on the occasion.

From his indifferent face, it is completely impossible to see the heart that is scolding someone bloody.I raised my hand and looked at the watch on my wrist. At 02:30 in the afternoon, there were not a few people in the main venue, but it was not as crowded as in the morning. Most people rushed to the gymnasium to watch the stage play that started at [-]:[-].

Munakata originally wanted to observe it, but he gave up after thinking about it. It would be troublesome to explain to his subordinates. Awashima and Fushimi are fine. If it is a four-person group of problem children, especially Domyoji and Hidaka, it will be an explanation It will also be publicized with embellishment.

He didn't have time to check the contents of the "Fourth Branch Monthly" anytime and anywhere.

Standing by the flower bed, the sunlight leaked through the treetops and branches, casting a mottled light-colored halo on the ground, and there was a trace of coldness in the air, intertwined with the afternoon sun, at ease, Munakata's cold lips finally melted away A smile.

"Ah, here..." A hesitant voice came from the side, Munakata turned his head to the side, and a sweet-looking female student stood not far away, holding a camera in his hand, "May I take a photo for you?"

Munakata readily agreed: "Okay, can we shoot here?"

The girl was obviously surprised that he agreed so easily, she was both surprised and happy: "Can you please wear our costume?"

clothing?

Looking over the girl's shoulders, a bunch of people in strange clothes gathered in the open space behind her. What impressed Munakata the most was a girl with an orange ball head, wearing a red cheongsam, holding a purple umbrella, and the girl beside her. A teenager in samurai uniform, short hair and glasses who looks so ordinary that he doesn't even have the presence of his glasses.

His eyes fell on the smiling girl in front of him again, and Zongxiang felt deeply uneasy, whether he should politely decline her request.

With a snap, the script was slammed in front of the head of the drama department.

Hatta blushed: "Why do I only have one line? Still so cowardly!"

The Minister crossed his hands against his chin, unaffected by his anger, and replied calmly: "I think it's very handsome."

Hatta's spittle was splashing, and his angry eyes could almost penetrate people: "That's what you think! What do you mean 'I'm the dwarf king'!" He opened the script book, wishing he could hide the words on it and slap the woman in the face.

The minister wiped her face calmly, her eyes twinkled, she could hardly contain her excitement, and praised with an aria: "What a beautiful line, withstood countless ridicules, overcame difficulties and obstacles, the young man never gave up, ride the wind and waves This is youth, this is love! Our journey is the stars and the sea!!"

"In the department."

Hatta dropped this sentence expressionlessly, turned and walked out, his legs sank suddenly, and the head of the drama department and the deputy head each held one leg.

"Wait, strong man!" The minister cried out, "You can't go!"

"That's right! You are the last savior of our department!" The rough-looking deputy minister said in a mournful voice.

Hatta's feverish mind suddenly cooled down, he crossed his arms and looked at the two people confidently, the threat was self-evident.

Half an hour ago, he was invited by the director of the drama department to play a guest role in the upcoming play. It is more appropriate to say that it is better to ask than to invite. The original actor ate a lunch box made by his sister and was sent to the hospital directly. His role It can't be said that it is very important, but it is also a key figure in the plot, and because of the role setting, the drama department can't just find someone to fill in, and the setting is written in black and white as a petite boy.

Not to mention the lack of staff in the department, the members of this department did not know what to eat and grew up, and none of them have anything to do with the word petite, and the deputy director even insulted the word drama, including receiving cardiopulmonary surgery in the hospital. The recovered actors are all recruited by the minister from other classes with the cheek.

Originally, he was not willing to participate in this kind of student activity, but he reluctantly agreed because the other party was sincere and a girl, and she said that it was a character tailored for him, who was born in the royal family, cool and Handsome, he can be called the richest and handsomest in the stage play, boasting extravagantly, never before or since.

As a result, the moment the script was opened, Hatta successfully completed the emoji journey from Chihuahua to Tibetan Mastiff.

He frowned and asked: "I said, since you don't have such people, why do you set it like this?"

The minister bit his handkerchief, clenched his fists suddenly, and put on a righteous face: "Because cute, cuteness is justice!"

Hatta feels that communicating with this minister is a task with a high level of difficulty. It seems that someone has dug a black hole in her mind. Whenever she tries to communicate with her normally, a fool is released from the black hole. And other brain cancer-causing elements, you have to stop talking and at the same time protect your brain, lest the other party drag your IQ to the same level as hers and be defeated by her rich experience.

"Then go and be cute until you die, I'm leaving." Hatta said dumbly and was about to leave, but when he lifted his foot and was torn off heavily, he turned around and roared, "Let go!"

The minister broke down in tears and said, "I'll give you a raise!"

Hatta cast a disgusted glance at the half stick on the table, a miser who can break even a stick into two meals.

"No, you can find someone else."

"It's already this time, where do you want me to find someone, don't say anything willful." Seeing that Hatta came, the minister was so scared that his tears disappeared.

"Who cares about you, let go!" Hatta leaned down and pulled away the arm holding his leg. It seemed that there were suction cups growing on it and it took a lot of effort to get it done.

When he was about to reach the door, the minister announced his surrender: "You will only agree to what you want, and I will listen to you!"

Hatta turned his head and stared at her suspiciously.

The minister wrung a small handkerchief and said shyly, "It's best to promise with your body."

Hatta turned around.

"Wait, wait..." She stopped someone just in time, and she sat on the ground dejectedly, "Go ahead."

"I'm going to change the lines."

Facing the Chihuahua's expressionless request, the minister almost ate the handkerchief.

new pit opened

?The new pit has been opened, everyone is welcome to collect it n(*≧▽≦*)n

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