Team villains except me

It was an accident that Doran Ball was admitted to Absig.

Meeting Caesar was an accident among accidents.

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"The Ball family produces only artists, or geniuses who discover artists."

There is no exaggeration in this popular saying.

Dolan's great-grandfather, Lou Ann Hoffs, was a depressed painter. When he was young, he was impoverished and had to make a living as an artist.

The turning point in LuAnn's fate came one winter afternoon.

He holds his hands back, waiting for someone to stop and ask him to paint a portrait.

This way he can have a hot meal at night.

Fortunately, the gods cared for him, and he heard the creak of leather boots on the snow.

"Portraits...a piece of silver coin. You sell so expensive, how can there be business?"

LuAnn looked up, and he saw the love of his life—Julie Ball.

Julie is a lively and lovely lady. She wears a fluffy red hat and has frozen powder on the tip of her nose.

"But today's your lucky day! Draw me a picture. My name is Julie Ball. How about you?"

"Lu... LuAnn, LuAnn Hoffs."

With red ears, Lu Ann drew the most perfect work in his life for Miss Julie.

Julie exclaimed when she saw Lu Ann's painting.

"So you are so good, no wonder you want a silver coin! You shouldn't be doing portraits on the street, which is burying your talent. Are you interested in the Ball family studio?

My mother is also a very good painter. You can start as an apprentice of my mother. After you get her approval, you can hold an art exhibition with her! "

Lu Ann accepted Julie's proposal, and he was later recognized not only as an apprentice, but also as a son-in-law.

He married the girl who asked him to paint portraits in the red beanie in winter.

In his later grand touring exhibition, he placed the portrait of his wife in the center and named it "The Love of My Life".

LuAnn and Julie, who had always been happy, died on the same day.

—if their daughter was a painter, she would find that the green paint in her father's hands was poisonous.

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Many, many years ago, on the wedding day of LuAnn and Julie, wearing white lace gloves, the bride Julie, who was as lovely as a small chrysanthemum in an oil painting, saw the words LuAnn wrote on the frame.

"LuAnn's loss of Julie is tantamount to walking into death."

After seeing this line, she took off her gloves and held LuAnn's face in her hands.

"Luan, how can you write such romantic words!"

LuAnn shook his head with difficulty in his wife's hand.

That's not romance, that's the truth.

He cannot live without Julie, just as the world cannot live without the sun.

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Luann and Julie's daughter, Dolan's grandmother, Millifison Ball, did not inherit her father Luann's talent for painting, but she was a very good businessman.

She is as sensitive to money as a cat smells fish.

Before she graduated from Mehndi College, her wealth surpassed that of her father.

She was known at the Academy as "The Rich Pole".

Millie Fissen has made many successful investments, but she feels that the one she is most proud of is holding that throwback's hand at the college ball.

Mehndi College attaches great importance to coming-of-age ceremonies, and holds dances at a fixed time every year, and all students who have grown up according to racial regulations can attend for free.

Millie Fissen is not interested in this kind of activity, but she is a sponsor.

During her spare time when she was about to graduate, she was invited to give a speech at the prom.

After the speech, she planned to leave.

She often goes to such balls, but she has no accomplishments in dancing, and she is only interested in money.

When the money reaches a certain level, wealth is just a string of numbers to her, and she only enjoys the fun of making the numbers double.

It so happened that someone contacted her and wanted to do a business with her.

Millifison passed through the layers of her skirt and walked to the exit of the ballroom.

Before she left, she heard sobbing in the corner.

Millie Fissen paused, trying to ignore it.

But she was not that interested in that business.

She has made enough money.

Just temporarily be a good person today.

Thinking so, Millifison lifted the velvet that was obviously hiding someone.

"don't want--"

Millifison was stunned.

She was pretty sure the feline atavus was a boy.

But the princess dress he was wearing was really pink.

YouQi moved his ears, and the bow headdress also swayed.

This feline throwback is good-looking, but he's been crying and his eyes are swollen.

Like being stung by a bee.

Millifison looked amused, and she handed the kitten handkerchief embroidered by her father to the crying kitten.

"What's going on? I'm Millie Fissen Ball, the sponsor of the ball. If someone bullies you here, you can tell me. I'll get the bully out of here."

The cat tribe who took the handkerchief wiped his tears, his voice was extremely weak because of the grievance and embarrassment.

"Hi, Miss Pohl. I, my name is Yasu Watt. No, I don't blame them. I'm too weird. They all wore suits, and I was the only one wearing this kind of dress... I just think this kind of clothes are really cool Nice looking. I didn't know it wasn't allowed..."

"There is no explicit rule that boys cannot wear women's dresses to Bar Mitzvah."

Millie Fissen sat next to Alvin Watt.

"You see, I wear men's trousers. My gender doesn't change because of what I wear. Clothes are clothes. It has only one function to be worn.

Yasu Watt, there is nothing wrong with you, you are not weird. "

Yasu Watt slowly stopped crying.

He looked at Millifison expectantly.

"Really? Sister Pole, don't you... don't you think I'm a pervert?"

Millifison smiled.

"I think it's cute. Pink suits you."

Tu Zuke, who was still sad just now, blushed quietly. He was holding a cute handkerchief, and his eyes couldn't help sticking to this cool senior.

Millifison turned down the business she had tried to take over and brought out the needle and thread.

She is now thankful that the treasure chest her mother let her carry with her has these things that she thought she would never use in her life.

The yellow-pink bow seems to have been violently torn, and it hangs halfway down the skirt.

Millifison unskillfully sewed the bow that was about to fall.

Yasuwat looked at her with bright eyes, and his ears kept shaking.

The atmosphere is ambiguous and quiet.

When Millifison finished sewing the bow and put away her needlework, she heard the cat's stomach purring hungry.

Yasu Watt's entire face turned red all of a sudden.

"I—I didn't eat in order not to damage my skirt."

Millifison did not laugh at him.

She rummaged through her belongings and pulled out a box of Fakeris chocolates.

It was given by her partner when she went to discuss business.

Millie Fissen gave the chocolates to Aaron Watt.

When the other party had finished eating all the chocolate, Millifison stood up and held out her hand to Alvin Watt.

"Come on, Yasuwat. It's time to dance."

Yasuwat hesitated for a moment.

But he finally took Millifison's hand.

Alsuan Watt always remembers the boos and prickly eyes Millifison led him onto the dance floor.

He tried to run away, but Millifison looked at him encouragingly.

Milly Fissen's hand was very warm.

Millie Fissen smelled like chocolate.

That night, Yasu Watt danced many dances with Millifison in his arms.

Wearing a pink dress with a cute bow and walking in man steps.

After the final dance, he received applause and praise.

He has also been to many dances since then, but he still feels that no dance can compare with his coming-of-age ceremony.

Not so absolute.

The ball held at his wedding with Millie Fissen-senpai was also very good.

Tied for first place.

Yasuwat thought so.

He hugged his senior sister and rubbed her neck.

"Baby, when will there be another ball? Miguel is getting married soon!"

Millifison turned around and patted Yasu Watt's head, feeling a little helpless.

"My son doesn't even have a girlfriend, so why is he getting married soon? You want to go to the prom? I'll go see who is going to hold a prom recently, and I'll invest in it."

Yasuwat grumbled.

"I want to live a two-person life with you..."

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A certain family that suddenly received financial support from the famous Millifison Ball couldn't think of it. The reason they were chosen was just that they were going to hold a large social ball recently.

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Later, Yasu Watt became a famous design master.

Someone asked him what his favorite work was.

The master did not hesitate.

"A crooked bow-knot skirt sewn with thread."

"Ah! It is indeed your classic design, but it should not be your best-selling work. Why do you like this work the most?"

Yasuwat blinked playfully.

"It's a secret. If you have the opportunity to interview my wife, Millifison Ball, she will tell you the answer."

-

Miguel Pole, who was disliked by his father Yasuwat, inherited the artistic talent of his grandfather Luan Hoffs from another generation.

As for why he didn't inherit from his father, Miguel just wanted to say that he didn't think those fancy clothes designed by his father could be called art.

The sculptures and buildings he designed are real art.

But being a genius also has some troubles.

He has been competing with Boona Abil Ahmad Just.

He is an inspired player, while Bo Na is a technical player.

They have been fighting since they were young, and they have been fighting until they grow up.

Miguel doesn't know when he first fell in love with Bona.

Maybe it was the hand that Bo Na extended out to him when they met for the first time when they were young, maybe it was the ugly face that Bo Na made when she was young to make him laugh, maybe it was Bo Na's bright smile when she won the award, maybe it was...

Perhaps, it's just because she is Bo Na.

Miguel and Bona make a bet before each match.

Losers prepare gifts for winners.

Since they each win or lose, Miguel and Bona will choose gifts for each other before the result comes out.

In a Bona victory, No.2 Miguel didn't bicker with her.

Bo Na thought that Miguel was hurting her heart, so she raised her eyebrows, still stern and unselfish.

"Miguel, if you lose, you lose, so be careful. Also, the gift for me, I want to see now—"

She saw it.

Miguel knelt on the ground and presented her with a gift.

It's a ring.

She is also familiar with the style of the ring.

It was when she was training with Miguel when she was a child, she drew the ring style on paper and said to Miguel, "I will wear such a ring to get married in the future".

"Bo Na, are you willing to compete with me for the rest of your life?"

Bo Na looked at her, the bamboo horse she had been fighting with since she was a child, and suddenly burst out laughing.

She smiled and wiped her tears, and took out a ring from the bag.

Miguel is also familiar.

The texture on the ring is on his first award-winning work.

"Miguel, you are really slow and slow. This ring was made when we first bet.

Miguel, I would like to spend the rest of my life with you. "

-

After the birth of his daughter Doran Ball, Miguel somewhat understood his father Yasuwat.

but……

"Bo Na, is it really okay to let Dolan be surnamed Boer?"

Bo Na rolled her eyes.

"Miguel, are you stupid? Do you think your daughter would want the last name 'Abir Hamed Just'?"

Miguel glanced at his daughter who asked him to help with homework, and fell silent.

The tradition of the Bohr family inheriting their mother's surname was interrupted by his Miguel's daughter, Dolan.

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Affected by their occupations, Bo Na and Miguel usually do not have the habit of wearing jewelry.

Bona solemnly put Miguel's engagement ring in a very safe place.It was very safe, so safe that it would be very difficult for her to find out by herself.

When she finally found it, she found that the ring was broken in two.

She tried gluing the ring back on, tried everything, but failed.

Bo Na saw the ring box in frustration.

On the innermost layer of the ring box is the address of the workshop.

It was a workshop that had been open for a long time, and the owner of the workshop was an old dwarf.

He smiled as soon as he got the ring box.

The gray-haired dwarf looked up at Bo Na.

"It's been so many years. It seems that he really did it."

Bo Na didn't understand what he was talking about.

The dwarves tremblingly picked up a photo.

It was the young dwarves and the boy Miguel.

"It was the first day of my workshop and this kid was my first customer. He was holding an old, rough drawing and asked if I could teach him how to make a ring. I said yes. Do it for him, but he disagrees. He said, this is the ring I proposed to marry, how can I ask others to help me?

That was a really grumpy kid.He came to me for a month and finally got the ring he wanted.

Before he took the ring and left, I asked him, when will you propose?He said that when the time came, he proposed.I asked him again, what should you do if the other party disagrees, or if you change your mind?He said he would never change his mind.He can wait until the other party likes him.

It now appears that he has waited.Congratulations. "

...It turned out that she was the one who was dull.

Bo Na wore the repaired ring and found that everything was traceable.

In what she thought was a long one-sided secret love, every ambiguous temptation was the throbbing of two people.

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Doran Ball broke the rumors of the Ball family.

She is neither an artist nor a genius who can spot an artist.

She's an untalented home-squat trainer.

She understands that there are barriers between artists and ordinary people in this world.

Father and mother can get different inspirations from the same raspberry, and she can only see that it is not ripe and will taste sour.

She accepted at a very young age that she was an ordinary person.

But people always ask, "Why is your surname Bohr so ​​common?"

Dolan was silent at first, but then she got annoyed by the question and started to fight back.

"I recognize you as a godson, and let you also be surnamed Bohr, can you immediately become an artist?"

The other party left embarrassingly.

But not everyone can understand human words, and Dolan was very disturbed by these words.

She finally thought of a one-and-done solution.

——Do not go out.

If you stay at home, you won't face these.

So Duolan has been accepting door-to-door lectures from teachers at home, without socializing, and does not need to socialize.

It was an accident that she was admitted to Abscoll.

Her mother, Bo Na, asked her if she wanted to try to enroll in Abbots College—because the blacksmith department of Abbots did not impose requirements on the students’ class hours, as long as they passed the midterm and final exams, even if they didn’t go to Abbots for a semester Sig doesn't care either.

Such an academy is suitable for Dolan.

But Dolan didn't want to go to school, and what she submitted in the application report was her boring doodles.

It was the scribble that got Absig to recruit her.

Dolan: ...What criteria does Abscoll use to recruit students?

But she went to Abbotsford after all, although she was only on campus for exams.

She didn't understand Abscour's sinister intentions until second grade.

All sophomores are assigned to form a squad and play games each month.

She is in pain.

She just wants to stay at home.

She knew that her teammates were good people, but Captain Caesar stabbed her severely when he saw her first words.

"Your surname is Boer! Is that Boer? I've never heard of you. Are you a blacksmith? I have many good friends who are blacksmiths. I haven't seen you when I went to play with them. You are so mysterious!"

Dolan: ...

Caesar stomped on her thunder point.

Dolan hid at home and didn't leave the house for a week.

She didn't even participate in the camp, which was completed by Caesar and his teammates who pitched a tent in the courtyard of her house.

But she came up with the team name "Absco First".

Although she didn't say anything, there was still some desire to win and lose in her heart that would never be revealed.

In their team, each person has a team name, and then everyone votes.

Her team name got the most votes.

Dolan thought it was a coincidence, but at the end of the sleepover, Caesar knocked on her door.

This little curly hair is always smiling, as if nothing is on his mind.

"Duo Lan, I feel that my words made you feel uncomfortable, I'm sorry. But I think the team name you chose is very good! Everyone likes this team name, and you are really talented in naming!"

Dolan froze for a moment.

"How do you know...it was me who started it?"

Caesar scratched his head.

"Because—everyone signed it but you didn't?"

Dolan: ...I want to die.

What's the difference between that and running naked on the street.

However, Dolan didn't know that this was not a one-time collapse.

Participating in the dessert competition, as a blacksmith, Dolan could not whip the cream well.

Dolan: I want to die.

Caesar covered in cake: Don't die!

Participating in the deciphering competition, Dolan, the last hope of the team, could not see the difference in the color of the building blocks as clues.

Dolan: I don't want to live.

Caesar who went offline early: Stay alive!

Participating in a creative fashion competition, Dolan, the granddaughter of Master Yasuwat, held the scissors and didn't know where to start.

Dolan: I want to go home.

Caesar wrapped himself in a silkworm chrysalis: This is fine!

Dolan wants to drop out of school before participating in the Absig cooperation competition.

Caesar knocked on her door again.

Dolan thought Caesar was coming to persuade her, but Caesar just brought two glasses of grape shaved ice.

Dolan: "...I like orange-flavored shaved ice."

Caesar nodded, his fluffy curls bobbing up and down.

"I know. But I also know that you want to taste the grape flavor. When you went to buy shaved ice before, although you bought orange flavored shaved ice, you kept staring at the grape flavor. Now there is no one, how about trying it? "

Dolan hesitated for a long time, and when the shaved ice was about to melt, she took the grape-flavored shaved ice from Caesar's hand.

Tastes better than orange flavor.

Only a little.

During this process, Caesar was not impatient at all.

Dolan unconsciously talked a lot with Caesar.

Mostly she is asking.

"Why are you the judge?"

"Ah, I guess it's because I was playing 'judge you' with my friends all the time as a kid?

'I'll judge your waste on behalf of the uneaten cherry', 'I'll judge your ruthlessness on behalf of the brand new ball that hasn't been played', 'I'll judge you on behalf of Caesar for not going to eat cake with me'... such jokes talk. "

"Then you represent the gods?"

"It doesn't count? I think 'judge' is just a form of attack."

"Then why are you so weak, always being beaten and always losing?"

"Hmm... because I'm not a dedicated believer? I believe in any god, so every god thinks I'm not a faithful believer.

And in fact, it's not up to me to decide who to punish, it's up to the gods, I'm just a tool! "

Dolan couldn't think of other questions for a moment, she ate shaved ice in silence.

Caesar ate faster than her. He put down the shaved ice cup and looked at Dolan with a smile.

"Dolan, don't drop out of school."

"……why?"

"Because I don't think I can do without you."

The spoon in Dolan's hand fell down.

"But I'm not very good, and I always shrink back. Although my surname is Bohr, I don't have any abilities."

"On behalf of your talent, I will judge your lack of self-confidence!"

Caesar got serious.

"First of all, in all the games, you never flinched. When we were all eliminated, you were the one who worked hard. I don't know any other Ball, I only know you, and I think you are very good.

Dolan, Absig does not recruit incompetent students.You are very good at naming, you are very good at persevering, the speed of the forging machine is very good, your comprehension ability is very good, and you can find the correct way to decompress.

God!My surname should be Paul, I have discovered a talented artist! "

Dolan stared blankly at Caesar with a smile on his face.

He is serious.

He said what he thought.

Dolan lowered her head and finished her grape-flavored shaved ice.

"I won't drop out."

"That would be great!"

Before Caesar left, Dolan suddenly asked the judge.

"Will the gods judge me?"

"Gods don't judge people who stay at home."

Dolan: ...as if she didn't ask.

"but--"

Caesar turned around, his curly hair tossing like cotton candy.

"The gods are not worthy to interrogate you."

To me, you are a higher existence than gods.

The words behind are hidden behind the door.

Caesar knew that Dolan would never open the door if he didn't knock.

He knew it and accepted it.

However, just before he was about to leave, the wind from the door hit him.

Dolan opened the door.

"Grape shaved ice - better than orange shaved ice. Thank you, Caesar."

……what the hell.

It turns out that he is also an out-and-out genius in provoking people's hearts.

Caesar laughed.

"thank you too."

Dolan: "...thank me for what?"

"I'll tell you when you go to the academy tomorrow~"

Dolan, who went to class the next day, did not get an answer in the end.

But got another glass of grape flavored shaved ice.

-

"The Ball family produces only artists, or geniuses who discover artists."

The reason why this sentence has always been true is not a gift from the gods, or the so-called family inheritance.

—but because they were in love.

So in sparkle.