Crying bag girl who bumped into the village brother

"Ah, child, I see you again." Zhang Yuan heard a cheerful male voice coming from behind.

"Boss Wang?" Zhang Yuan's mind was filled with all kinds of strange stories and anecdotes.Seeing Wang Yao, she used her super associative ability to turn Wang Yao into a little fairy who had nothing to do and came to the world to play tricks on mortals. "Can you send me back?"

"But, I don't know how you can come here, I didn't bring you here, it should be Mr. World!"

"Mr. World?" What kind of strange title is this?

"Believe me, you don't need others to help you, you can go back by yourself soon." Wang Yao opened the backpack and took out a ticket from it, which said U-17WorldCupAustralia, AustraliaVSJapan. "No deception, genuine goods at a fair price. The seat is facing the stadium, the third row. 5186RMB, a one-stop price. It can also help you go home. Wechat, Alipay, UnionPay, cash... any payment method is supported. How about it? Do you want it? Get one."

Zhang Yuan: What can I do?In order to go back, I can't refuse.

Zhang Yuan was in some pain, but he still opened his Alipay, "Okay, use Alipay. I have no money on WeChat (=_=). If you scan me, I will scan you."

"I'll just scan you." Wang Yao opened Alipay at a constant speed, "Ding", and transferred 5186RMB.

"If you buy a ticket, you must go in and have a look. It's worth it! Welcome to come next time." Said Wang Yao waved his hand and disappeared in front of Zhang Yuan.

"..." Mr. Wang is not just a liar and scalper, he should be.

Zhang Yuan, who was not in the mood to watch the game at all, heard the very loud Australian national anthem as soon as he entered the venue.Her eyes were blank again, and she came back to Liangzi's house.

Ryoko looked at her as if nothing had happened, her hands were still supporting her back and shoulders, and the paintings on the wall were all in good condition. "How are you, Zhang? You just passed out suddenly, and you scared me to death."

"It's okay, you don't have to worry too much, it's just that you played too crazy recently, and you slept too late last night, too sleepy, and fell asleep standing up." Zhang Yuan pushed Liangzi's hand away, forcing himself to be calm answer.

"Are you really okay?"

"It's really fine." Zhang Yuan said firmly.

"I think you're not in a good condition. Take pictures of these paintings and take a look at them when you go back." Liangzi looked at Zhang Yuan still very worried. "Do you need me to take you to your accommodation?"

"No need, I'll just call a taxi." Zhang Yuan declined Liang Zi's kindness.

"Okay, then take care of yourself. Goodbye" Liangzi sent Zhang Yuan to the door of her house and said goodbye to her.

"Well, I know, bye."

Back at the dormitory, Zhang Yuan felt extremely depressed. After asking for leave with the teacher, he did nothing and fell asleep until noon.After waking up, I was still not happy, so I asked the president and vice president of the badminton club to play, and it was still a beautiful 3:0, and it was about to fall.

Returning to Zhang Yuan in Tokyo, he was alive and well.Remembering that there will be a cultural festival on the 20th of next month, I called Yukimura.

"Next month, on the 20th, Qingxue will have a cultural festival. I participated in the performance of the tennis club's musical. Do you want to come see it?"

"Musical? All right. It's Monday, but I can take time off. What's it?"

"It's the Phantom of the Opera."

"The Phantom of the Opera? Isn't it original?" Yukimura frowned after hearing this, "Isn't that play difficult to perform?"

"It's not easy to act, but classic musicals are not easy to act."

"Then Yuanyuan, who are you playing?"

"Christine." Zhang Yuan answered Yukimura calmly.

"...why did they cast you as Christine?"

"For the main selection of the men's tennis club, all those who can wear women's clothing are included, but it is still not enough. Those who are not selected for the main selection do not want to participate, so they also arrange me as a nominal assistant." Zhang Yuan said that there is something wrong with women's clothing. Little excited.

"And you know, I like musicals very much, but I have never had the opportunity to participate. Finally, I have a chance, of course I want to play."

"Then who will play the Phantom?"

"Tezuka Kunimitsu." Zhang Yuan said Tezuka's name, and he heard heavy breathing from the phone. "You don't think it's appropriate, either. In fact, I don't think it's appropriate either. I wear high heels and I'm taller than him. And he's a lot thinner than me. It doesn't look right at first glance."

It's not a matter of height and figure at all, Yuan Yuan.

"It's okay, let him look stronger and wear thick-soled boots with inner height." Yukimura was not happy at all, but he still kept smiling.

"Come to Jingshi and I'll make you something delicious?" Zhang Yuan, who felt that Yukimura's tone was wrong, subconsciously changed the subject, trying to coax him.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus cake you sent me before was delicious."

"Okay, I still have some sweet-scented osmanthus, just enough to make it again." Hearing Yukimura's reply, Zhang Yuan smiled. Sure enough, Yukimura has no resistance to sweet and fragrant osmanthus cake?

Yukimura gave a soft "hmm".

"...Pay attention to your body, rest when it's time to rest, and take care of yourself." Zhang Yuan finally instructed.

"Yuanyuan will say this sentence every time she calls me!"

That's because even if I say it every time, you still work so hard.

"In short... well, how should I put it. In short... in short, it's still the same sentence." Zhang Yuan didn't know how to answer his question.After stammering for a long time, Yukimura also quietly waited for her to finish speaking, and he smiled again after listening.

"Hey, goodbye?" Zhang Yuan took the lead to end this embarrassing situation.

"OK, bye."