If You Can Read the File, You Will Die

"I'm free, Ha Shan, what character do you like?"

"Well, Qiuyue, you look more handsome, so how about choosing the role of the prince? And I have other things to do, so I can't spare so much time for rehearsals."

"So that's how it is." Qiuyue straightened her collar, "But since there are princes, there should be princesses too, right?"

"Well, yes, at present, it is tentatively Yumiko."

"Then it's all right, I'll perform well."

"It's troublesome, and so is Yumiko."

Hayama Hayato suddenly noticed that there was a small wet water mark on the ground beside Miura Yuiko.

And Yumiko's socks seemed to be soaked too.

"Yumiko, did you accidentally get splashed with water? You need to change your socks quickly."

"Ah, I, I see." Ye Shan found that Yumiko's voice suddenly became a little abnormal.

After looking at her suspiciously, he said, "Then, I'll leave it to Yumiko from now on."

The sliding door was closed again.

Seeing the direction in which Hayama left, Yumiko Miura's eyes flashed extremely complicated emotions, which seemed to be struggling, but also seemed to be in pain.

"So, you already understand, right? Ye Shan doesn't care about you at all, my princess."

"I……"

"Obviously you are so longing, obviously you are so gentle, but to Ha Shan, you are just a tool for him to block other girls in school... So, Yumiko, give all your tenderness to me Give it to me. Let me, come and be your knight, your prince."

"No, don't touch me..."

Yumiko Miura let out a cry.

But soon, lost in the happy world, lost the purpose of resistance.

10 minute later.

Qiu Yuecheng appeared in the activity classroom.

"Mr. Miura, your face looks very red. Is there something that makes you uncomfortable?" Someone noticed Miura Yuiko's abnormality and asked with concern.

"Well, it's okay, maybe it's because I've been quite tired recently." Miura Yuiko shook her head.

"I'm really sorry, I handed over most of the sewing work to you, but let us do the next thing!"

"Yeah." Yumiko Miura nodded slightly.

With unsteady steps, he walked to the stool beside him.

And Qiu Yuecheng, who had changed into a costume, was surrounded by a crowd of people.

"You are so handsome. As expected, Mr. Qiuyue is very suitable to be a prince."

"I'm sure it will be liked by many girls!"

Whispered whispers and screams spread among the girls.

The glances from time to time made Qiu Yuecheng sigh slightly.

Can being handsome make you happy?

That's right!

Handsome happiness can never be imagined!

"Well, by the way, it's best to redesign the hairstyle as well, so that it will look more appealing."

"By the way, Qiuyue-jun, there are still lines, I need you to memorize them."

In the blink of an eye, several script books appeared in Qiu Yuecheng's hands.

"Sawamura-san, as the saying goes, one day is a teacher and one day is a teacher. Although we had a big misunderstanding before, as your painting teacher, you actually tripped me up. This is not okay."

Qiu Yuecheng leaned over to Ying Lili, who was thinking hard and drawing a poster.

The gloomy voice obviously startled her. After discovering Shi Qiuyuecheng, she quickly looked around and found that no one was paying attention to their side, then she widened her eyes curiously.

"What are you talking about, I don't know."

"Hehe, but someone saw it, you got close to classmate Ye Shan and said something."

"That must be your mistake." Ying Lili snorted and said, "I didn't say anything bad about you, what I said was just the truth."

"Sawamura-san, it seems that it's time to show you how majestic I am, Dad." Qiu Yuecheng sneered.

This made the former's body stiffen suddenly.

She remembered the tragic past when she suffered a big loss on the rooftop.

However, after confirming that this was an activity classroom, he immediately felt relieved.

"Don't think I don't know what happened between you and that Miura guy."

"what's up?"

"You, you stretch out your hands..." Ying Lili's cheeks turned red.