Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

Renzu was blocked by his words and didn't know how to react, the smile on the corner of his mouth was obviously a little bit unstoppable.

"Senior's words are really direct enough."

"Isn't it?"

Qiu Ren asked back with a smile.

Shinobu: "..."

"I don't have anything else to do, so I'm going to get busy first, and look forward to your performance."

After Qiuren said this, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Atobe said that he would not let you work for nothing. If you agree, senior, he will agree to give you that thing."

Qiu Ren's steps stopped.

"Although I don't know what that thing Atobe is talking about, it must be something that seniors need very much."

"..."

Qiu Ren turned around and took the thin script. The word "Atobe" on the cover looked particularly dazzling.

"Rehearsal time, location."

"Senior, please come to the activity room of the tennis club after the student council president's speech, and we will wait for you there."

The pair of flat glasses on the bridge of Renzu's nose reflected a white light. He lowered his voice and said slowly with a somewhat ambiguous tone: "I am looking forward to the arrival of senior."

……

After the principal finished his lengthy speech, it was time for the student council president to speak. As soon as Qiuren took the stage, the students who had been drowsy from the principal's long and boring speech immediately cheered up.

During the speaking session of Bingdi’s student president, the president stands in front to speak, and the vice president does not speak but stands on the right side of the president, waiting for the speech to finish and leave with the president.

Matsukawa's appearance and temperament determine her high popularity among boys. There was once a poll on Ice Emperor's campus forum to select the school beauty. Matsukawa's votes were comparable to the captain of the school dance team, but the voting post It was deleted by the administrator before the result could be reached. There is still a lot of controversy about who is more qualified to be the school belle, the vice president of the student union or the captain of the dance team.

"It's Senior Feng, look quickly, he's looking at me!"

"That's not true, Senior Feng is clearly looking at me!"

"Ah! Senior Feng looked this way! I can definitely have an extra bowl of rice for lunch today!"

"You are too weak for only one bowl, I can eat five bowls!"

If there are still many controversies about the title of school flower, then the title of campus male god falls on the head of the current president of the student union, Feng Qiuren, without any objection.

In terms of appearance, the handsome appearance and slender figure have captured the hearts of many girls since childhood.

In terms of talent, in the three years of high school, no matter whether it is the major or small exams, he has always topped the list with almost perfect scores in all subjects.

In terms of family background, he was born in that ancient family with a long history, and now the Feng family has the most powerful force in the medical field in Japan.

Such a person who can't find any faults in terms of appearance, talent or family background, the title of campus male god must belong to him.

"Why do I feel that Senior Feng seems a little out of shape today?"

A certain female student sitting under the stage looked at the young man who was talking on the stage, and whispered in the ear of the female student beside her.

"Have it?"

The female classmate next to him stared at the young man on the stage suspiciously for a while, then shook her head, "No, I think senior is in a good state today."

"That may be my illusion..."

The girl muttered to herself.

As for the person they were discussing, he was indeed a bit out of shape at the moment, but Qiu Ren hid it very well. On the surface, he was still the same as usual, and almost no one noticed that something was wrong with him at the moment.

Except for the vice president standing beside him.

Regarding the chairman's speech, she had also reviewed it beforehand. What should have taken at least 5 minutes to talk about, but the young man standing in front of the podium only took 1 minute to finish it concisely. It would have taken at least 15 minutes. Qiu Ren shortened the speech to 3 minutes by himself.

After 3 minutes, the president and vice-president stepped down, and the Bingdi students sitting below looked at each other in blank dismay. They always felt that the speech of the student president this time seemed a bit short.

"I'll have something to do later, I can leave the rest to you."

Qiuren walked forward almost without looking back, while chatting with Matsukawa behind him.

"I understand."

Matsukawa nodded, stood where he was, and watched Qiuren leave the auditorium through the small door in the backstage.

"What about the president?"

The head of the planning department rushed over with a pile of materials, looked around but didn't see the person he was looking for, so he could only ask the vice president while panting.

"The president left a little earlier, please tell me if you have anything to do."

Matsukawa took the stack of documents from him and said calmly.

"It's about the program arrangement for the meeting..."

……

Qiuren came to an ornately decorated door. The words "Tennis Club Activity Room" were written on the gilded doorplate in ornate cursive characters, and there was a circle of lifelike vines wrapped with silver wire on the side frame.

Qiu Ren raised his hand and knocked lightly on the flamboyant door three times.

With a "click", the door was pulled open from the inside, and a bright red girl's head appeared.

"Senior Qiuren, you actually came?!"

Xiang Ri had an expression as if he had seen a ghost, and even his voice raised several degrees unconsciously.

Seeing Xiang Ri, Qiu Ren frowned slightly. He walked into the door and looked around inside, then looked at the red-haired boy.

"Where's the scorch?"

He didn't see the youth here.

"I met Chotaro on the way here, so I handed him over to him."

"Ah."

Hearing Chotaro's name, Akito felt a little relieved.

"What about things?"

Qiu Ren's eyes turned to the young man who was sitting in the center and watching the script. Hearing his voice, the young man slowly raised his purple-gray head, his chin raised in a haughty arc.

"Kabaji"

The boy raised his slender right hand and snapped his fingers in the air, and then a burly and mature-looking boy suddenly appeared, carrying a large box with a rather simple appearance in his hand.

"Open it for him to see."

the boy ordered.

"wushi"

The burly young man responded, straightened the box in his hand, and prepared to open it in front of the young man.

"no need."

Qiu Ren stepped forward to stop him, and took the box from his hand, "I'll do it myself."

Qiuren opened a gap in the box in his hand, and after confirming that it was what he thought, he closed it again and handed it to Huadi, then turned around and looked at the two hunched teenagers behind him, "What are you doing?"

Xiang Ri immediately straightened his back, and by the way, he slapped Ci Lang awake who had almost fallen asleep.

"We're just curious about what's in there..."

"I was dragged here by Yue Ren..."

Ci Lang rubbed his eyes and yawned, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Cirou, you..."

Qiuren ignored the two men's jokes, and took out the script that had been given to him earlier from his coat pocket.

"When do rehearsals start?"

He looked at Atobe who was sitting motionless in the same place, propping his head with one hand, leaning casually on the back of the chair, his slender eyes raised a playful arc.

"You don't need to rehearse, you just need to memorize the lines, and then you can perform on the spot. I don't think this matter should bother our almighty student council president."

Qiu Ren didn't speak, and put away the script in his hand again.

He has watched Hamlet's stage play many times, but after all, time is limited. The tennis team chose to act in the first half this time. Ophelia's roles and lines are not too many.

"Enough, give that thing to him."

Atobe raised his head towards Shinobu who was standing aside.

Renzu pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he nodded while suppressing the smile, took out a package of things from the cabinet next to him and handed it to Qiuren.

"..."

Qiu Ren looked at the extremely finely crafted European-style court swing skirt in his hand. The champagne-colored dress was meticulously embroidered with countless complicated and gorgeous dark patterns, and the skirt part was inlaid with a few lifelike roses. The big bow on the chest just served as a The role of occlusion.

"and this."

Xiang Ri at the side suddenly gave him a golden curly wig.

"Do you need me to tell you how to wear it?"

The red-haired boy asked sincerely.

Qiuren: "..."

"Don't worry about the size, I have someone make it according to your size."

Atobe added a sentence in the back without thinking it was a big deal, and bursts of suffocated laughter suddenly resounded in the huge activity room.

Mingto stepped forward and patted Qiuren's stiff shoulders, with an expression of "I understand you" on his face.

"It's okay, senior, I will accompany you."

Mingto, who played the role of Queen Gertrude, comforted her.

Qiu Ren put aside the costume and wig in his hands, and squinted at the young man who was sitting there who was unmoved on the surface but was already happy in his heart.

"How to solve the problem of height?"

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Qiuren's mouth.

"When you come to power, it's impossible for the retainer next to you to carry you to power."

"..."

Atobe's face darkened instantly.

……

"how?"

Sensing Ninzuzu's eyes from time to time, Akito turned to look at the young man standing behind him. The young man was wearing a gorgeous European-style court riding attire, and even the black-framed plain glasses on the bridge of his nose were replaced with Gold wire frame to match the clothes.

He plays the role of Laertes, the son of the royal minister Polonius, who is the brother of Ophelia.

Staring at Qiuren's eyes with blue colored contact lenses, he chuckled, "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered a phrase called 'lover will eventually become brothers and sisters', which is just right to describe us now."

"There is another saying called 'be cautious in your words and deeds', I hope you can remember."

Qiu Ren picked up the feather fan in his hand to cover up the restrained smile at the corner of his mouth, and a hint of threat flashed across his clear blue eyes.

I can't bear to speak anymore.

It just so happened that the previous program was over, and it was time for the tennis team to play.

The popularity of Atobe and Shinozu is also quite high among the girls in the same grade. When they saw the two wearing gorgeous court knight costumes, the audience screamed one after another, and Akito could feel the atmosphere of the scene in the background warm.

"Senior, it's your turn to appear."

A thin young man rushed to the backstage and shouted at Qiu Ren, but the moment his eyes touched the young man, his voice lowered a lot unconsciously.

Qiu Ren nodded to show that he understood, picked up the feather fan on the table, carried the oversized skirt, and walked towards the direction of the stage.

"Ophelia!"

Hamlet, played by Atobe, is calling Ophelia's name.

"Your Highness."

Qiuren moved his steps slightly, and slowly walked out from the shadow of the corner of the stage.

In order to prevent anyone from recognizing his identity, Qiu Ren deliberately modified his face. He was once forced by his elder sister to learn makeup techniques from her for a period of time. After a few strokes, his originally cold face The outline became softer, coupled with the blond wig and sea-blue colored contact lenses that could be faked, he couldn't connect this "Ophelia" with himself, let alone others, and now he has to thank her very much Let's talk about my eldest sister.

Just as the students below were whispering about who this oversized Ophelia was, in a certain seat in the auditorium, the boy who had been wearing a poker face all the time, the expression on his face changed instantly. It's a bit complicated.

"what happened?"

Chotaro on the side noticed the change in the boy's mood, and asked with concern.

"It's nothing."

The young man shook his head, the expression on his face returned to normal, his eyes with different pupils stared motionlessly at the person in the gorgeous court dress on the stage.