I uninstalled Huangmao System

Because almost all members of the drama club are first-year students, their impression of Tsuki Jinguji is not as bad as that of second- and third-year students.

Although some people immediately looked at him curiously after hearing Jingujizuki's name, Jingujizuki glanced around and did not find those malicious eyes.

And when they learned that Tsuki Jinguji was the top academic in the second grade, they all worshiped him.

The boy suddenly thought that maybe Hoshino Mori Hoshino had expected this and brought him to the drama club.

And the girls that Jingujizuki mentioned just now who have been staring at him are said to be members of other clubs who came to visit (visit).

Because the school allows students to join multiple clubs, members of these different clubs sometimes come to visit club activities.

In short, this club does not seem to be full of idlers as Tsuki Jinguji imagined.

"Jinguji-san, don't look at me. The script is not written on my face." Hoshino Mori Hoshino reminded him.

After Jingujizuki took the script, he asked the girl with two braided braids for a pen. When the girl saw Jingujizuki showing a gentle expression to her, she was immediately speechless and trembling with embarrassment. He handed a ballpoint pen to the boy.

"Kudou-san."

"Yes, Senior Jinguji."

"Do you have the original novel here?" Jinguji Yue asked.

"Eh? Ah... there is some, please wait a moment."

When Kudo dug out the first volume of the original novel from the box and handed it to Tsuki Jinguji, Tsuki Jinguji gave a pretentious "hmm".

"You are not allowed to bring irrelevant reading materials to school. This novel will be confiscated by the student union."

"Huh?" Kudo was stunned.

"Kidding."

On the side, Hoshino Mori Hoshino suddenly laughed out loud, and then immediately covered his mouth lightly, not wanting to lose his composure in front of the first-year juniors. His bright eyes showed the profile of the young man writing quietly on his notebook.

Thanks to "I'm used to watching idle birds and idle flowers" for the reward.

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I really want to copy and paste "The Journey to Death", but if I do that I will definitely get slapped, so I think about it and forget it.

If you are interested in this story, you can read Chapter 85 of "Voice Actors" alone. I hope you won't be disappointed.

Chapter 48 48 seems to be saying to me, let me not come to save you.

To be fair, Jinguji Yue doesn't think that people like him have any literary qualities, but he just reads a little more casual books than his peers.

He can watch "Castle", "The Catcher in the Rye", "The Great Gatsby", "Shounen Jump", "Dengbunko", and even secretly bought them when he was just in junior high school. Come back and read several issues of "COMUIC Kuaiyue".

I never thought that someone like me, who was immersed in books all day long, just knew a few literal metaphors, was superior to other people of the same age.

After all, Jinguji Yue is a scumbag who plays with girls' feelings. How can a scumbag have the right to look down on others.

Therefore, when the junior students and even the student council president around him looked at him expectantly, Jinguji Yue felt a lot of pressure. The refill of the ballpoint pen pressed against the paper, and he often had to pause for a few seconds before he could stroke smoothly. stand up.

"What's that? I'm just standing on the side of the original author and giving some advice on the adaptation of some famous scenes. Please don't stare at me like this. I'm probably not as professional as Kudo-san." The boy could only say this.

Jingujizuki felt a headache. Do these people think that as long as they are the first in grade, they can play with words at their fingertips?

Don’t underestimate the text!

The young man shouted in his heart.

"Senior, don't say that. I'm ashamed to say that even if I'm in the class, I can only be considered a middle-level student. I've long wanted to find someone who knows me to take a look at it for me."

Jingujizuki only felt that Kudo had inexplicable confidence in him, but the boy then thought about it, and he probably had confidence in Hoshino Mori Hoshino, who had left this matter to him.

The young man quietly glanced at Hoshino Mori Hoshino and found that she was also looking at him, with a faint smile, and her sparkling eyes almost swallowed him up.

Jingujizuki calmly looked back.

Yeah, yeah, I always feel like I'm being conveniently used by this woman.

Well... forget it, just use your brain a little bit.

he thinks.

……

……

When leaving the drama club, it was almost time to leave school. Tsuki Jinguji and Hoshino Mori Hoshino walked together on the link corridor leading to the old school building.

"I'm a little surprised. I didn't expect Jinguji-san to be quite good at writing. It seems that reading so many books is not in vain."

"Isn't this a sarcasm?"

"How could it be possible? My deputy can be so outstanding. As the student council president, I am naturally very happy. I feel very proud on my face. Kudo-san and everyone in the drama club are also very happy."

The young man sighed slightly: "Thanks to this, I also added his line friends. He said that he would rewrite it before asking me to read it. It's really unbelievable."

"Isn't it great? I finally made friends."

"Can this be considered a friend? You're just asking for help from me."

"Don't speak so harshly. They don't mean any harm. They are a group of very cute juniors, aren't they?"

"I admit that there is no malice, but I can't say whether it's cute or not."

"Ala~~ I remember that there are several school girls who are very cute, and one of them secretly gave you a note."

"........."

Okay, it's indeed stuffed.

Hoshino Mori Hoshino's expression was somewhat complicated. She originally wanted to use this to broaden his circle of friends. Who would have thought that a girl would come to hook up with the boy without him paying attention.

So, Hoshino Mori Hoshino stretched out her hand, Jinguji Yue stared at her white and tender hand, looked at it very seriously for a long time, and said: "It seems that the president will not travel tomorrow, so he should stay at home."

"Hum! Who told you to read palms? How can you do this?"

"A little bit of fur."

"Lying again."

It's indeed a lie.

"That's why I don't like the tone of Tokyo people. Look at how simple Yangmiya-san is."

"Where is she from?"

"Nagoya."

"No wonder her Kansai accent sounds weird."

"Don't laugh at a girl's accent."

"I didn't say that either."

"Yangmiya-san is a very strong girl. She came to Beijing alone...ah! It's useless to try to change the subject. Give it to me."

"Give me what?"

"Of course it was the note given to you by that junior high school girl. How could I let the vice president of the student union go hook up with a simple and ignorant junior high school girl?"

"It's really unreasonable. It was obviously forced upon me by the other party, and I didn't even confiscate it."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino narrowed his eyes when he heard this and stared at the boy for a while.

"It's useless to lie to me~"

"It's really confiscated."

After a while, Hoshino Mori Hoshino gradually put down his hand, suddenly put on a serious expression and looked at the boy.

"Jinguji-san, I am not joking with you. It is precisely because I believe that Jinguji-san in my eyes is different from what others say, that I want to try my best to keep you by my side. My influence allows everyone to gradually understand the real you and change their view of you..."

"What can you do if you know me?" The young man said in an indifferent tone.

The wind blowing from the direction of the baseball field rustled the leaves in the atrium, hit the boys and girls, and easily penetrated the connecting corridor.

"Boom"

"Ball"

"Boom"

"Ball"

"Boom"

"Strick"

The sound of the wind seemed to bring along the tense breathing and heartbeat of the pitcher on the mound.

Smelling the wind with a slight dusty smell, Jingujizuki smiled faintly and showed a relaxed expression.

"No one would want to know someone like me."

The autumn wind was like a babbling baby, randomly waving its hands and grabbing the girl's long hair. As it blew, it gradually fascinated her eyes. The boy's face, seen through the gaps between the hairs, looked particularly far away.

"Ah Noi, Jinguji-san.

"I have told you before, from the first day I met you, you have been belittling yourself, and I think this is a bad thing.

"The same thing about the drama department, we must pay attention to the connection between ourselves and others. The important relationship between people is established through these encounters.

"As for me, when I heard you say that you were ostracized by your classmates, and when I heard you calmly say that you had no friends...

“I just feel like my heart is tightening, and I feel sad and angry about this.

"Why can you say things that make me sad so calmly?"

"Because I don't care about this. Maybe for you, President, friends are irreplaceable, but not everyone is like that, like me.

"President Hoshino Mori, with all due respect, is this...a kind of arrogance?"

Maybe what he said was very reasonable, and it was indeed a kind of arrogance, but Hoshino Mori Hoshino seemed to be able to see the heart full of scars hidden under the young man's calm expression.

“But Jinguji-san said that she likes Watanabe, right? She also said that she can play him very well.

"You who can say such things, who love Haruki Murakami so much, how can you like loneliness from the bottom of your heart?

"Why do you have to push me away?