The color of the sky we see

Time flies, and the girls from the art department are living in a daze. Before they know it, Lan Shan and the others have passed the final exam of the first year of junior high school, and they have come to the graduation ceremony in the blink of an eye.

It was March, and the smell of moist soil permeated the air. The flowers and trees on both sides of Teiguang Middle School were in bud, and Lanshan was lying on the window of the art department overlooking the crowds of the school gate—graduating third graders were crowded in front of the school gate. Taking photos and taking pictures, crying and laughing for a while, made her stare blankly.

"Xiao Lan, what are you looking at?" one saw her absent-minded, so he asked her like her lying on the window by the window.

"After our holiday, we will be the second graders..." Lan Shan muttered, frowning in distress.When Xue Cheng, who was nearby, heard this, he chuckled: "That's because Xiaolan, you entered school late, and the first year of junior high school is still quite long for me."

"Speaking of which, who will I be in the same class with..." Bai Yuan helped clean the art department room, holding two bottles of acrylic paint, thinking with some distress... I wonder if I can continue to be in the same class as Zi Yuan?No, no, why does she think of Murasakihara...

When the girls heard this topic, they couldn't help fantasizing. Just as they fell into deep thought, they were brought back to reality by someone's scream.

"Hey—!? Ahh—"

Before I could figure out who made the scream, there was a loud "bang——" and then the sound of many things falling to the ground. The startled girls immediately looked at the source of the sound——

Sure enough, it was Chiaki Eri who made the accident.

I saw her sitting in the ruins with a face about to cry—to be precise, among the ruins she had just created. Beside her, there were several cardboard boxes overturned on the ground. The picture frames and paint bottles all rolled out of the cardboard box, and with the accident just now, the art department that had just been cleaned was dusty again.

"Ahem... Eri, are you alright?"

Xuecheng approached helplessly, intending to reach out to help her up, but Qianqiu, who was off-line, didn't notice Xuecheng's invitation at all, and just looked at them with teary eyes.

"Eri! What's the matter, where does it hurt?" A three-step and two-step ran to Qianqiu to check her hands and feet, Qianqiu just shook her head when she heard the words: "No no no no no, it doesn't hurt QQQ... "

Lan Shan and Bai Yuan also went over to pick up the things carefully, Qianqiu continued to sit on the ground in a state of shock, lost his mind for a while, and then raised his head and grabbed Bai Yuan's sleeve: "I, I, I... I forgot that you have to be divided into different classes when you get promoted. Q 口Q... completely forgot..."

Everyone present looked at Qianqiu with question marks on their heads... Does this matter have anything to do with the commotion she caused just now?

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I saw Qianqiu rubbing his face in a panic, then looked at his members as if asking for help, and asked in a crying voice: "What if, if... if, if, if, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, what if I can't be in the same class as Heizi next year?" ...? Ah! It hurts! QQ!」

——The hand knife this time is not from Syracuse.

The girls all looked at the culprit who attacked Qianqiu: a boy with ice blue hair.He is Chiaki Eri's childhood sweetheart, Tetsuya Kuroko, who at some point appeared in the art club, behind Chiaki's back, and gave her a knife at the right time.

All the girls in the audience gasped in shock at this special development.

Hei Zizhe always appeared unexpectedly, and every time he scared people half to death, but everyone got used to it a little bit, so they shut up and stopped complaining.Qianqiu rubbed the top of his head aggrieved, then looked at Heizi behind him, and begged for help pitifully: "Hei, Mr. Heizi."

"Eri is always like this, even I can't stay with you for long." The young man frowned displeasedly, and taught this extremely shy Qianqiu in a preaching tone, Qianqiu still looked at Heizi with an aggrieved face, and wanted to say something He retorted and thought of something, and immediately asked Heizi curiously: "Why, why is Mr. Heizi here?"

"...I just want to tell you that the basketball club has no training today, so you can go home early." Thinking of the real purpose of coming here, Heizi's eyes softened: "I just want to ask if you want to go home together."

Qian Qiu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately nodded his head, but then remembered the mess he had just made, so he shook his head immediately.

"...Eri, you and Heizi-kun should go back first, the four of us can take care of it." Knowing what Qianqiu was worried about, Baiyuan pushed Qianqiu's shoulder, telling her not to worry, and Lan Shan beside him also nodded.

Qianqiu was moved: "Xiao Si Q mouth Q..."

"It's better to say that the process of cleaning up may be faster if you are not here..." Xue Cheng.

Chiaki: "... ORZ"

"You're joking, let's go."

Lan Shan smiled, and handed Qianqiu's handbag to her. Qianqiu nodded gratefully and planned to stand up. She quickly supported her, and was about to ask questions, but was interrupted by Qian Qiu, and she looked at her friend again with a look about to cry: "Okay, it seems to be twisted...just now..."

Audience: ... The accident maker: Chiaki Eri.

In the end, with Heizi supporting Qianqiu, the art department finally returned to its original calm.Xuecheng looked helplessly at Qianqiu's disappearing figure, once again hating iron for being weak.

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After finishing the last packing before the holiday, the girls returned the key of the art department to the teacher in charge of the art department, and went home together.Lan Shan looked at Diguang Middle School reluctantly, as if he wanted to leave.

"Meiqin, I...I don't want to go QQ..." Lan Shan grabbed Xue Cheng's arm: "The next time I meet you is after the holiday, and we will be divided into shifts."

"Are you still suffering from Eri's disease?" Xue Cheng looked at Lan Shan with distaste, and then pulled her away from the gate of Teiko Middle School. Yi Yi and Bai Yuan also looked at Lan Shan with a funny face: "It's okay, the holidays are fine." We can meet, and next year we will meet in the art department."

"what--!"

After Lanshan was comforted a little, it was Yiyi's turn to hold his head and scream, and the three of them looked at Yiyi with "what's the matter" on their faces, feeling that they already had some bad premonition: "No, but! During the holidays, I won’t be able to see Xiao Zhenzhen at all——!”

Withdrew like a hunch.

Lanshan, Xuecheng and Baiyuan silently looked at Yiyi who was suffering from unrequited love, because this semester, the three of them had seen the same plot happen countless times, and chose to continue walking without saying a word, and Yiyi didn’t have any self. Self-consciously disgusted, he began to chatter about Midorima.

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Noisy and noisy, Lan Shan finally parted with her friends at the station. Although she was a little reluctant to part with her, she had already made an appointment to come out to play during the holidays, which appeased her fear of loneliness.

Sitting in the carriage, Heizi's words "the basketball team has no training today" suddenly flashed in her head, and she couldn't help but see the elegant figure of the red-haired boy holding a basketball in her mind.Lan Shan covered his slightly hot cheeks, straightened his back pretending to be natural, and then probed into the carriage to look for a red-haired figure.

...to no avail.

She sighed a little funny, and leaned back in the chair again.

——Why do I have such a guilty conscience?

Ah, I really want to meet him before the holidays.

But since he is that excellent Akashi, there must be a lot of things to deal with.

Lan Shan smiled and closed his eyes for a short rest.

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Leaving the subway station, Lanshan went home in a good mood.

When school starts in April, will there be a new class of students?

In that case, she kind of wants to be in the same class as Akashi... Wouldn't such a wish be a bit greedy?

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Blue Mountain House.

After ringing the doorbell, it was the butler Zheshan who answered the door as always. Lan Shan greeted Zheshan with a smile in his good mood. Noticing that his young lady was in a good mood, Zheshan nodded slightly, and then took the bag from her hand. handbag.

Lan Shan bent down to take off his shoes, but only halfway through, he felt that the atmosphere in the mansion was different from usual.

The house seemed a little busier than usual.

——The servants seem to be busier than usual. Listening carefully, there is still a little chatter and discussion in the air, as if there are guests coming.

Lan Shan looked at the school uniform on her body. It should be regarded as decent clothing, at least not home clothing. After she took off her leather shoes, she put on the flat shoes she wore at home, and subconsciously tidied up the school uniform she was wearing. Finished , raised his head and asked Zheshan: "Mr. Zheshan, do we have any guests today?"

Zheshan also knew that the sensitive Lanshan would not fail to notice the changes at home, so he handed the handbag to Lanshan again with a blank face, and replied respectfully: "It's not a guest, it's just that the young master returned home early."

Hearing the title "Young Master", Lan Shan almost couldn't hold her handbag firmly, the smile on her face froze, and she quickly put on a more serious expression.

The "young master" in Zheshankou is her brother, Lanshan Weihui, who is eight years older than her.

Lanshan Weihui only got along with her when she was very young, because when she was in elementary school, her brother was sent abroad to study, and although she occasionally returned home, the time spent together was very little.

Her relationship with her brother was not particularly good when she was a child, and they spent very little time together, so when her brother returned to China, she actually felt neither happy nor sad in her heart. There was a little disturbance.

However, according to past experience, my brother would not stay at home very often every time he returned to China, because basically every time he returned to China, he would go out to work and socialize with his father, so probably the return to China would not have too much trouble for her Influence it.

After Lan Shan told herself this, she calmed down and walked towards the living room of their house—the source of those conversations. As expected, she saw her brother and father chatting.

"It's Weiyang."

Noticing the sound, Lanshan Weihui also looked at the door of the living room - that was Lanshan Weiyang wearing the uniform of Teiguang High School. She stood by the door pretending to be calm and smiled at them, but she subconsciously kept her distance. Having fully revealed the unfamiliar relationship, he looked at Lan Shan who had grown up a bit without saying a word. Although she concealed it well, he could still feel her troubles about his return to the country.

Lan Shan raised a polite arc, nodded and said hello: "My lord brother, my lord father."

"It looks good." Lan Shan Weihui looked at her and said, Lan Shan also nodded when he heard the words.

"Go up and change clothes before coming down." Lan Shan's father saw that she had just returned home, so he ordered.

"OK."

Lan Shan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then turned and left.

Then he sighed inaudibly.

Who will save her...

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