[Net King] Drama Boy

The sun was so hot that I almost woke up.After waking up, he picked it up, the cat was still there, Huang Chengcheng's eyes were half-closed, looking at him innocently, Bai Cun smiled and rubbed against it.

Atobe's intention is to keep it in the Atobe house. Although it is not realistic, Atobe's goal is actually this ugly cat.

why?

really interesting……

The last thing has just drawn a perfect ending, and soon there will be another interesting thing.

Fortunately.

At the same time, Atobe just woke up, and he didn't turn off the stupid cat's storyboard consciously.

How should I put it, that kid has messy black hair, blurred eyes and a smile, showing a bright smile with white and neat teeth, combined with the most beautiful sunshine in the morning, milky white skin, neck and collarbone's graceful lines, contains the contagion that makes anyone's heart beat and magic.

What is touching is that there are no eye gums and saliva marks.

Atobe couldn't help but also raised the corners of his mouth, and Monday morning turned into a better one.

In the next second, Atobe inexplicably fought a cold war.

I feel like I'm being targeted by something bad.

The driver who witnessed Baicun running away from Kanagawa drove Baicun to the Youth Academy at this time, and his transfer to the school.

It's clearly autumn, but today it's unbelievably hot.

Bai Cun didn't turn on the air conditioner, and opened the windows on both sides to let in the cool breeze.

Thinking of the meeting with Miss Sanchong yesterday afternoon, I still find it interesting.

Mie Nami stepped on the spot as always, and Bai Cun was like the mentally retarded tearing of the napkin last time, but Bai Cun spoke.

"Scars are self-harm?"

Mie Nami's expression was complicated for a moment.

"Violent damage?"

"Have a mental breakdown?"

"It can't be..." Mie Nami's indigo nails rested on the corner of her mouth, sinking a little bit, smiling gracefully, "It's too rude, barbaric and disgusting."

"The reason for the mental breakdown is actually your parents' attitude?"

"Mie, Aoi?"

Every sentence is a question, and the tone and attitude are affirmative.

Mie Nami's smile disappeared, but the condensed red eyes showed a little warmth like breaking through the ice, and she looked at the boy who was tearing up the paper earnestly from the beginning to the end.

Everyone, everyone who knows her intimately or not, thinks that her depression, self-mutilation and madness are due to the murderer who was bitten to death and torn apart by her. In fact, the moment she was dragged away with her mouth covered was very calm, and she didn't even resist, just pretending Tsukuru was so frightened, he let him do whatever he wanted, enduring the pain and conserving all his strength to wait for his chance to relax.

She is very clear that this happened, even if she is rescued, even if she is not touched, in the eyes of others, she is unclean and pitiful and needs to be kept away.She was already destroyed, so what she did then was not to save herself but to avenge herself.

After that, even though she lost her fame and dreams, and could no longer pick up a paintbrush, she was happy, fascinated by the red color and the disgusting smell of blood at that time, she was so smart, and she had other things to do.

To her great disappointment were her parents.

Bai Cun could tell at a glance that her father was extremely rigid and her mother was timid and cowardly.

The reaction of such a parent after what happened to their daughter is obvious.

Father dislikes, mother fears.

Because she was no longer a virgin, her father wanted to strangle her to death. She saw that her father even filed a lawsuit with the murderer's family immediately to demand huge compensation.My mother was so afraid of killing her that she couldn't sleep, she avoided her, and once wanted to send her to a nursing home or a mental hospital.

Under the attitude of her favorite person, she gradually doubted herself, felt disgusted, and wanted to peel off her dirty skin.

When she was lying in a pool of blood and was picked up again to mend her, she saw her mother's shivering eyes and her father's indifferent and disgusted back.

It suddenly dawned on her that it wasn't her fault.

She worked hard to recover from her injuries, packed her things, took money, changed her name, and left without saying goodbye.

Sure enough, she was right.

Over the years, only Bai Cun has seen the essence, infinitely approaching Mie Nami's heart.

Bai Cun thought, she is really special.

In the end, Mie Nami not only did not lose her face, but also gave Bai Cun her personal number, saying that she would become a brother and sister with different surnames from then on, and that she would formally ask someone to make a blood alliance someday.

The driver was driving steadily and trembling, why did this smiling boy feel so weird.

A more terrifying thing happened, someone rushed up to stop the car.

A man with short brown hair wearing a mask and a slender figure dressed in gray clothes, his gender is invisible.

Emergency braking, but fortunately the speed of the car was not fast, the person who stopped the car plopped and knelt down on the spot.

"All right!"

Touch porcelain?beg?

The driver got out of the car quickly, and took out a dozen of money to make a quick decision, so that no one in the car could be late!

"No, I don't want money, I want people!" The moment he saw his smile, his body rushed out involuntarily.

"...Are you going to kill yourself?" The driver was impatient, "There is surveillance at the intersection, if you don't give way, call the police!"

"No, no, no, I'm a social elite with a serious job!" The man in gray could tell that it was a woman at this moment, "I will lead that beautiful woman in the car to success and fame, to be sought after by others, surrounded by beauties, and embark on the journey of life. peak!"

"..."

The driver trembled and called a mental hospital by the way.

Seeing the driver calling and the beauty in the car not getting out, Setsuko Chitanda immediately wrote down the license plate number and the style of the beauty's school uniform and ran away, and decided to stop in the afternoon.

When running wildly, he still didn't forget to throw his business card into Baicun's car window.

Bai Cun looked amusing. On the business card, it indicated that she was a well-known director. The quality of the business card of a well-known director was not as good as the pages of a well-known magazine.

"A new classmate transfers in today, everyone welcome." Ban Ren Haidi opened the classroom door to let Baicun who was waiting outside come in.

Bai Cun wrote his name on the blackboard, walked to the empty seat designated by the teacher and sat down.

"Keeping your head down all the time, so introverted."

"You look very good."

"Another boring person appeared in my precious life."

"Hey! It's him!"

"Shut up, have you never seen a living person!"

Class Ren showed his power, and the classmates stopped whispering.

The students were a little enthusiastic about the new students. Several students surrounded Baicun after class. The students expressed their kindness one after another. Those who were good at communication even left their contact information. Although the new students talked less, they had a gentle attitude and good looks. , is considered harmless by boys, and regarded as a good baby by girls.

During class, Bai Cun received a small note from the back table, with ugly characters, written by a boy, and the content: Mr. Bai Cun transferred from Bingdi? ——Takeshi Momoshiro.

who?The name is familiar.

Bai Cun turned around, oh, this person,...maybe he has met?

Taocheng looked at his strange eyes: "You forgot?!"

"I, I, I caught the thief for you!"

"Oh."

"..." What kind of reaction is there when there is no reaction, "Huh, forget it."

Immediately, a sunny and invincible sports boy laughed: "There will be opportunities in the future, and we will become friends!"

"Shall I cheer for you?" He was blinded by the eyes.

"Good! We are friends now."

"I seem to agree?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Taocheng waved heartily.

Bai Cun: "..."

Bai Cun spoke bluntly, but he didn't put on a mask of politeness and gentleness to him. Taocheng was miraculously aware of it, so he decided to make this friend.

In the next few classes, Taocheng has already confessed all his wealth.Bai Cun listened, and was asked what club he joined.

"Go home."

"Since there is no club you like, come to our tennis club, hahaha!"

The community volunteer form was hooked to the tennis club and floated back to the monitor.

Taocheng saw that he didn't respond to his presumptuous assertion, and still said some unnutritious words on his face, crazy about Amway Tennis Club, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

This guy is too indifferent.

Bai Cun became a member of Qingxue Tennis Club, the kind who picks up the ball.

Bai Cun helped gather the equipment and picked up the ball leisurely.

Taocheng and the other main candidates were sweating profusely on the field, exuding vitality and burning infinite passion, and Baicun was almost moved to tears.

boring.

Someone in the main selection looks familiar, oh, he will never forget the things he drew, and that smiling genius is also here.

Bu Er Zhou Zhu didn't pay attention to the team members who picked up the ball. The dozen or so Li Baicun who picked up the ball had nothing special about them except their height.

What happened in the idol drama, if you see you at a glance, then maybe you look extraordinarily miserable.

After the training in Taocheng came to an end, the other candidates turned their eyes.

Because, this kid actually smirked like he was in love, and laughed while holding the water that Bai Village handed over.

"Hiss, I almost drool."

"Taozi's reaction...it's a man, right, Kikumaru's sharp eyes can't be wrong."

"Interesting." Buer squinted and smiled.

Eiji Kikumaru jumped up and shouted, "Peach!"

"Ah? What are you doing?" Taocheng ran over.

"What am I doing, asking you! Are you in love?"

"Huh?" Taocheng scratched his head, "What are you talking about?"

A few youngsters who are picking up Qiqi from Taocheng to pick up the ball in the distance can't see their faces clearly.

"Bai Cunye, a new transfer classmate, I pulled him into the department!" Taocheng looked proud, and then asked again, "What's wrong?"

"nothing……"

The expression is very magnanimous, is it really pure?

Taocheng looked around, why did everyone look disappointed.

Gan Sadaharu: "Shiramura, 14 years old, height 160, weight under 100 by visual inspection, former student of Hyotei Academy, has a close relationship with Atobe, others are unknown."

Crowd: "..."

"The data needs to be further improved."

People who have released the existing information and do not know how to appear do not know how to hide it.

In the distance, the scene where Zhengxuan had to quietly watch around appeared, what the heck, holding a cup of dark green...vegetable juice?Express goodwill: "New member, this is a secret vegetable juice that is good for the body, drink a little."

All the members with a radius of five meters retreated. If Baicun didn't understand that there was a problem with this thing, he would be Taocheng. No, Taocheng was not that stupid.

"Do you have a food license? What if you drink the Sanwu product and die?"

Everyone: "..."

Are you so blunt?

"...No, it's for health and fitness."

"I believe what you say? This kind of pyramid scheme." Bai Cun slowly raised an innocent smile, "I'm afraid of death, I'm sorry senior for your kindness."

"Actually, this is a rigid rule, a test that all new members of the club must accept." The dry glasses flashed an inorganic light, and the dry juice was stuffed into Bai Cun's hand, "Drink."

Taocheng's eyelids twitched wildly, as he expected:

"Don't drink, get out!"

"I'm allergic to spectacle stats, get out!"

"I'll take a sip, you drink a glass of sulfuric acid, or go!"

Taocheng interrupted his fantasy with cold sweat, and found that Baicun hadn't thrown his cup or splashed his face dryly. Who knows why Taocheng thought that Baicun, who had always been polite, would be so bad.

He took a sip naturally, and then drank the dry green juice in a flat sip, as if it was a glass of pure and lovely apple juice.

"Yes, senior is very talented in making drinks."

"Really! Finally, there is a second person who appreciates my masterpiece!"

The first appreciator is Bu Er Zhou Zhu and his little friends: "..."

"Actually, it lacks flavor."

"Bosom friend! I'm really bothered by this!"

"Have you ever tried to add some grasshopper and earthworm juice to guide the fusion of medicine and taste of other materials?"

"Good idea, you can refer to it!"

Everyone: "..."

Taocheng: So I was terrified for myself.

It turns out that life is threatened, and you really feel it.

Baicun became famous, it should be said that everyone misunderstood his attributes.

He's supposed to be a silent and well-behaved empathetic, phew.

After school in the afternoon, Bai Cun sent a message telling the driver not to pick up, and said goodbye to his classmates.

Taocheng catches up and puts his arm around Baicun.

Bai Cun looked at him strangely, didn't they choose to go to Kawa Cun's sushi restaurant for dinner?

"I'm going to grab a new game disc! Just drop by."

"It's not necessary." Bai Cun murmured, not understanding.

Taocheng didn’t hear clearly, Mr. Baicun’s voice is just right, and he is introverted and quiet. He must be very uneasy when he just transferred to another school. At this time, he needs the help of his friends!

"Shiramura-kun will go with me, do you have a favorite game?"

"Lianliankan, push the box."

"Uh... you can look for it, it's very childlike, hahaha."

"Ah."

"stop!!!"

The gray-clothed man reappeared, covering him tightly, pointing at the main road with a feather duster in his hand, blocking the way domineeringly.

"That beauty..." Although her temperament was different from the morning, her face was correct, "Follow me!"

Taocheng took out his mobile phone: "I don't know the number of the nearby mental hospital, can the emergency number also work?"

Chitanda Setsuko: "..."

"Call the police."

"okay."

"qaq no, I'm normal." Chitanda Setsuko threw away the feather duster, took off the gray hood, revealing short unkempt brown hair, wearing a mask, she could be seen as a woman slightly, her big gray eyes with dark circles blinked and blinked , turned and turned, and said solemnly: "I am the famous director Setsuko Chitanda. I have passed my business card to my classmate this morning. Now I solemnly invite this classmate to participate in my new film."

"...Are you still fighting?" Taocheng hesitated.

"beat."

"However, I've heard of this director's name before, and I've seen it on TV, so no wonder it looks familiar." Taocheng handed the phone's search page to Baicun.

Bai Cun: "Hey, Public Security Bureau, someone claims that the director is exercising fraud."

"!" Chitanda Setsuko was dumbfounded, "No, no, don't listen to my explanation!"

"This is a misunderstanding."

"Leniency for confession and strictness for resistance!" The interrogating policeman rolled his eyes, "The gang behind the name, age and gender?"

"I... have the right to remain silent"

"Whoever gave you the rights, tell the truth."

"I am wronged!!!"

Originally, she was not handcuffed to a chair in an unsuccessful passerby fraud case. The police could only look at the crazy woman blankly. She was a woman, right?

Taocheng: "..."

Bai Cun was full of interest, watching with a calm expression.

At this time, Chitanda saw the slight curvature of Shiraura's lips, and suddenly froze. The sudden burst of enthusiasm and surprise made her scream and crawl from the ground to Shiraura: "Ah!!! That's it! That's it !"

"Crazy, crazy, crazy!" The five burly men of the police grabbed the red-eyed Chitanda who looked like a demon.

The small police station was in chaos.

The curvature of Baicun's lips widened, and his eyes narrowed slightly when he smiled.

Taocheng trembled, goosebumps all over her body, that crazy woman and Baicun, who smiled cutely beside her, felt like they didn't know this world anymore...

The screenwriter came to restrain the well-known director Chitanda Setsuko.

The chaos is over, and everyone is cleaning the battlefield as if a hurricane has passed.

"Dear me dear, this is the person..."

Chitanda Setsuko was more than a bit obedient in front of the screenwriter, she didn't look like she had demolished the police station at all, and only then did she show her delicate face, her short hair vaguely covered a long, thin and shallow scar at the corner of Nobuzuo's mouth .It made her look like she was smiling evilly with one corner of her mouth crooked from time to time.

The screenwriter is a gray-haired and grey-eyed woman with an ordinary face and outstanding temperament. She is over 30 years old and full of book fragrance. She sat there with an apologetic smile to Momoshiro Hakumura, and gracefully left Chitanda, who was about to climb over, back to her seat.

At the same time, he looked at Bai Village and nodded, it was indeed appropriate.

"Right? Right!"

Screenwriter Ryu Ida still gracefully left Chitanda who was about to climb over to her seat, and naturally pulled out the veil to wipe off the drooling from the corners of Chitanda's delicate face.

Taocheng couldn't bear to look directly and turned his back.

The author has something to say: Xiaoye had a whim: Taocheng Taocheng, you will be my back desk for the rest of my life!

Taocheng: I don't want to go to school all my life!

☆、Chapter Thirteen

Shiramura read the script and agreed, and Chitanda Setsuko immediately took out a lucrative contract and signed it.

A bright smile bloomed on her delicate and soft face.

Ida Ryu raised the veil just now to wipe the drool from the corner of his mouth and closed his chin.

Taocheng knew that Baicun was safe and had already left.

Bai Cun went back with the script and the contract. It was already dark, and the bright street lights from the police station sent a halo to the end of the night sky on the main road.

Not far, walk a few streets and take the subway back.

The dead leaves on the ground were blown aside by the cool night wind, making a rattling sound.

There is no moon or stars, there are more trees than cars on the road, and the air is good.

A car parked next to Bai Cun and lowered the window, and the first thing Bai Cun noticed when he regained consciousness was the wanton cat on his shoulder. These days, he ate well, and his fur became smoother and more beautiful, but he didn't deserve it. This plain black Rolls Royce.

"Huh? It's not gorgeous." Atobe looked disgusted, and when the car door opened, "Primary school students won't go home after school."

Bai Cun sat on it.

Maomao jumped into Baicun's arms, and Baicun stroked its fur, "Thank you."

"After going to the new school, I am so happy that I don't want to leave, so I don't need my uncle anymore?" The Ministry of History and Culture felt a little wrong when he said the words, why did he sound like a resentful woman.

Bai Cun looked at Atobe with a smile, until he noticed that the earlobes of Mr. Atobe had turned pink, and then he looked away. Even though he suppressed his smile, he shook his head with crooked eyebrows.

"How are you at the new school?"

Atobe put on an air of chatting, Shiramura thought about it seriously: "The students are very friendly and made new friends."

There was a pause.

"But Atobe-kun is the most gentle."

Uncle Atobe suddenly became ill, as if the tip of his heart was brushed by something soft, and he forgot what he wanted to say, and turned to look at him, he was pinching the pads of the cat's paws with a gentle expression.

Although he knew that he liked him, he was still teased, but his optic nerves were dazzled by love. Which eye saw his domineering and gorgeous Mr. Atobe gentle, and he came to pick him up just on the way, and happened to see him lonely and pitiful when he came out for a drive That's all.

"And this." Bai Cun handed his contract and script to Atobe.

At first, Atobu thought he had been cheated, but when he looked carefully, he found that the contract was fair and generous. The producer, screenwriter, director and actors are all gold medals. It is a suspenseful commercial film that has been prepared for a long time. The script is not complete, and only Bai Cun will play the role Even supporting roles that provide clues for a few scenes are very rare. Although I think Baicun will do a good job, this kind of role...

"Director Chitanda and screenwriter Ida both said that I'm suitable." Mao Mao felt comfortable being rubbed by Shiraura, and lay flat on Shiraura's lap.

Atobe broke away from the image of the gentle and beautiful boy in front of him, and finally recalled his other side, his essence.

They did find the right person.

"Be careful yourself, if you need something, ask me."

Bai Cun took a deep look at him, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Bai Village took a week off and disappeared the next day after transferring to another school. The teacher only said that something was wrong with Bai Village.Taocheng was stunned, he had every reason to suspect what the crazy woman did to Baicun yesterday, if he hadn't received a text message from Baicun asking him to help the department and ask for leave, he would have skipped class to rescue Baicun.

The set was even more chaotic than the smashed police station, but the staff was in order.

Well-known director Chitanda Setsuko was uncharacteristically staring at the camera monitor calmly and intently at this time, wearing a mask and frowning.

The serious look of the crazy woman made Baicun think that she had been transferred.

"Is that the newcomer to the crew, Bai Cun Yejun?" The production manager took a chicken and told Bai Cun some general knowledge about the crew, took him there, changed his costume, put it in a corner, and ran off to work without any makeup on.

Bai Cun maintained the state of "um", "ah" and "oh" throughout the whole process, and now he is holding the script in the corner and reading the two and a half lines of the line. For this kind of cold treatment, people who are usually crying and begging to be invited into the group will have it. There was a psychological gap, but Bai Cun didn't pay attention, to be precise, he had been thinking about other things.Unknowingly, the strokes used to draw the lines are different. The big oily cock in the director's hand, the woman who looks like Sadako (a well-known director) and the side face of Atobe are just one line down, but Almost anyone who knows Atobe can see the shadow of Atobe.

On another page, a figure with its head turned sideways in the dark, one eye can be vaguely seen, the eyes are indescribably weird and gloomy, and the number, 204, is printed on the back of the black clothes hidden in the dark.

"Number 204, what's your name?" The girl (the heroine) blinked her eyes and asked curiously, "It's not on the file, and as a juvenile delinquent, you didn't even shave your head."

"Because they are so nice."

The boy who said this with a smile had smooth black hair hanging down to his shoulders, and his tone was calm and hoarse.His face was like a godsend, he looked at her, and stroked his hair with handcuffed hands. Although he was wearing a prisoner's fat uniform and his ankles were bound to a chair, his every move was pleasing to the eye, reflecting good upbringing, and his expression was reserved and gentle , like a noble son.

But something is wrong.

That weird suffocating feeling.

The girl stared at the dark and warm eyes of the juvenile delinquent, who was not like a juvenile delinquent, and remained silent for a long time, trying not to show the seriousness and anxiety on her face, and asked directly: "Clue, do you know the clue of his whereabouts?"

"Hmm..." He muttered in a gesture of reminiscence, his voice made people's ears crisp, "I'm sorry."

A sincere and overly apologetic expression.

The sincerity is too much, and it is contrived to make people angry.

Maliciousness seeped out bit by bit, he raised the corner of his mouth, saw the girl was angry, and finally stopped teasing her, because,

"Boring." He frowned, his expression was not obvious, his face was calm on the whole, but it completely revealed a look of pure vileness and contempt, and even a little anger.

Disappointed, I thought it was an interesting person who came to play with me, it was like being cheated.

The girl trembled all over, she didn't know whether it was because she was angry at being teased or because she was afraid of the person in front of her.

This is the only way to find the key clues of the case. My uncle, an unreliable detective partner, is so injured that he can't get up. I have to hold on at this time, win the victory, and go back to mock him and let him say that he is weak. chicken.

Thinking of this, she suppressed it, her face turned pale: "Oh, of course it's no more interesting than the one who killed your father and mother."

He didn't respond, just looked at her quietly.

"Speaking out is beneficial to you and me, isn't it? You are hiding clues. Is it for the sake of so-called friendship? I don't think you have that conscience. If you say it, I will give you enough benefits, money, and it will not be difficult for you to get out of here."

The heroine is a heroine after all, and Xiao Yi is very patient and patient.

The boy just looked at her, without a mask of gentleness.

However, the girl who was getting colder and colder had just discovered that his eyes were fixed on her fragile neck, and what he had been looking at from the beginning to the end was the blood rushing in the veins of her neck.

The calm eyes, the serene and beautiful face, the slightly rubbing fingertips make people breathless, and at the same time, there is something like maggots attached to the bones that makes people feel cold from the inside out. The ice cave, the brain stopped functioning and went blank, and the whole person was about to be torn apart...

"Ding"

The shackles cracked softly.

The girl playing the heroine was shaken all over, tears came out of her eyes, she pushed away the chair and ran out howling, her spirit was so overwhelmed that her legs were so weak that she swayed every step of the way.

This drama didn't have too many requirements. The role of Baicun only needs to be annoying and scary, and the heroine finally cried out of anger and went back to rescue soldiers. Generally speaking, it fit the script.

Chitanda's face was flushed, the mask was wet with saliva, and she just wanted to yell Ka.

The much-anticipated young man in the center of the set yawned lazily, his long eyelashes were stained with tears from being sleepy, his immature face looked extremely well-behaved, and strangely lazy, but his eyes showed no emotion .

"...click!"

"It's ok, that's it, no need to retake it, no problem, baby, it's perfect, this pass..." Chitanda babbled, falling into a mysterious aura.

She used this person.

Call when you get back.

Only then did everything start to work, and the assistant of the leading actress rushed out to find someone, just like when the leading actress ran out with weak legs, the onlookers waited until they thought of what to do.The male lead stared straight at Bai Cun, and Assistant Ren wiped the juice splashed on him by himself, and he also had a scene with him, what kind of scene would that be.

Because he was fixed on the chair, Baicun didn't have to worry about moving around to accommodate the camera. He just needed to speak the lines according to his own understanding, which was quite enjoyable.

Because the director and screenwriter said he was suitable, then he tried his best to dig out his poor (?) dark side, and even brought some spiritual hints, but he didn't realize it himself.

Chitanda Setsuko was panting like a blown bellows at this moment, her eyes were bloodshot covering the camera screen, she looked up at Shiramura for a moment, the three assistant directors and three assistants beside her knew how to suppress Chitanda Setsuko who was about to rush over .Shiramura returned the two pairs of handcuffs, ignoring Setsuko Chitanda's farce. His scene today is over, and he is going back to move his easel to sketch.

A supporting role, a rookie, a sophomore in junior high school.

There is neither stage fright nor faults, and even forced the opponent actor to have a nervous breakdown.

But Baicun ignored all the subtle expressions of the people on the set, and avoided everywhere they went. Before the filming started, they treated people as transparent, but now they treat people like beasts and avoid them.

"When did he come? Such a non-existent person, acting in the camera but..."

"Would the crazy woman of the director really find a juvenile delinquent?"

"This aura...he has absolutely killed many people! What should I do, I will ask for leave next time he comes..."

"Is it a genius...or is he playing the role with his true colors?"

In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, I didn't use Atobe's luxury car to go to the set. I didn't get a box lunch from morning to noon. Although he wasn't hungry, after the filming, Baicun took the subway and bus and finally took a taxi for a certain distance. It was already afternoon when we returned to Buckingham Palace.

But it turns out that not only Atobe came back early, but also a rare guest from the tennis club, Ryoko Murakami.

Ryoko Murakami wore a conservative and elegant little black dress, with a straight back, and she was sharing afternoon tea with Atobe in the back garden with proper manners. Although she still had no expression on her face, her face was soft and her eyes sparkled.

Young and beautiful noble boys and girls, the picture is pleasing to the eye.

Bai Cun kind of guessed the reason for her coming, since she had a crush on Atobe, knowing that Atobe was living with someone, of course she would come to beat the mistress, um...to defend love.

"Mr. Baicun."

Ryoko Murakami took the initiative to greet Bai Village with a peaceful attitude.

Sure enough, not all vicious female supporting roles are mentally retarded and make things difficult for them. This is the correct way to open up the noble lady.

Bai Cun smiled and said, "Good day, Ms. Murakami."

Hei Chang faced the paralyzed girl so cute, if he wanted to be as malicious as last time, Bai Village would definitely go back.

"Will Baicun-kun add a chair?"

Tsk, this is a natural posture in the palace.

"No, the job the housekeeper ordered hasn't been done yet." Bai Village, with a professional eight-teeth service staff, smiled and left with the etiquette of a domestic servant.

Atobe, who just wanted to talk to Baicun: "..."

Ryoko Murakami nodded, without contempt or relief, and took a sip of black tea in a flat manner.

Maomao came out from nowhere and limped around in Baicun's footsteps. Baicun picked up the cat and left the delightful garden.

When Bai Cun writes in his mind recently, Atobu's face always appears. Maybe the original owner left behind the problem, or he has fewer figures. Bai Cun decided to go out and paint portraits to smooth his thoughts and make money.

Sitting at the corner of the busiest street in Tokyo, with an easel set up, Shiramura is wearing a normal fat black trousers and black coat, and his long black hair has grown a bit without care, but at least he has a bit of an artist's air, and his figure is slender. The back view can really be mistaken for a girl.

Mao Mao poked his head out of his coat, saw the people in the street in the distance, and retracted his head to sleep in Bai Cun's arms.

His business turned out to be good, but the few who came were aunts and children. The aunts were generous with money, and the children's mothers were also generous with money. They were all good people.Occasionally, there are young girls watching with loving eyes, and it must be because their faces are too tender.

"Why are you here!"

Akutsujin had a hellish expression on his face.

Most of the students are doing club activities at this time. Of course it doesn't matter if a bad guy like Yakutsuren skips class and fights. It's unrealistic for a bloody and brutal person like Baicun to seem like a good and pitiful street performer.

Bai Cun saw that his white hair looked familiar, and was thinking about the possibility of making money from him, when something bumped into his leg.

A loli, super small, hugged Bai Cun's leg tearfully after bumping into him.Panicked, fearful and wronged.

Ya Jiujin was thinking for some reason: "Your?"

Bai Cun was filled with grief and joy, hugging little Lolita with tears in his eyes, and tremblingly said: "I don't know you."

Akutsujin: "..."

Then why are you pretending to recognize your relatives!

"Seeing how cooperative I am, why don't you draw a picture?"

Bai Cun looked back at the white-haired boy with dead fish eyes and a fierce face.

Don't use the eyes of looking at the lost flesh and blood to sell, maybe you can consider it.

Bai Cun stopped the show in a second and asked the child: "Little cutie, have you lost?"

Little Loli nodded.

This elder brother looked like a good guy, so he came here. Most importantly, he was very good-looking.

At this moment, a handsome middle-aged man stepped forward and handed Bai Cun a business card. Bai Cun didn't read it, but took the card and handed it to the handsome man.

He took out the cat in his coat and put it on his shoulder.

The dazed handsome uncle hugged Lolita and Ajiu Jinjin as he watched Bai Cun neatly pack up his painting tools and leave on his back.

"Young man! Contact me!" the handsome uncle shouted at Baicun's back.

Yakutsuren gave him a weird look and left without interest.

Loli grabbed the handsome uncle's neck: "Who are you? Where's my mother?"

"……do not know."

Bai Cun grabbed the handle of the bus and bent slightly to support the painting utensils at his feet. There were a lot of people on the bus, and it was easier to bump into people while carrying them.

He took out his business card and saw that it was another director.

Kind of tall.

There is no one in the entertainment industry, and it is still popular recently to pull people from the street.

It's like you've never seen a beauty before.

Sure enough, the world has too many routines and lacks authenticity.

The world is false, so when did I go crazy, when did I fall into a vain fantasy in a chaotic state.

Just as Baicun was in a trance thinking about the world and his own philosophical thinking, the bus driver made a sharp turn, and Baicun was almost thrown out of the window.

Bai Cun leaned on the window of the car and realized that he had a boy on the wall.

Dark green hair, white tennis cap in Qingxue's sportswear, and amber cat eyes, Bai Cun just felt that these eyes were familiar, and this face also aroused many memories in him, the awakened cat in the hood lay on Bai Cun's shoulder, The same amber cat eyes looked at the boy who was almost in Shiraura's arms.

Echizen Ryoma also has cats. Although the cat is a bit ugly, it immediately attracted his attention. He is not used to looking at people from the corner of his eyes. At least he gave Shiramura a good look: "Hey, don't you apologize."

Bai Cun stood up straight: "It's okay."

Echizen Ryoma didn't bother to talk to him, and stared at Mao Mao.

Bai Cun arranged the painting utensils at his feet, and didn't bother to talk to this person who looked like a junior from school and clubs.

When he saw this man, he remembered it. He could remember and recognize the main character in a comic. After all, the face of the two-dimensional comic was switched to a real three-dimensional real person. Except for the color of hair and eyes, there was no similarity at all. , it is even more impossible for him to remember the character traits and persona.

This is indeed a fake three-dimensional.

...Do you want to try suicide?

It is not enough to kill a few people before that, it is enough to start a war.

What will happen to the destruction of the Two-dimensional world...

The bus braked to the stop and successfully stopped Bai Cun's thoughts.

Echizen didn't feel the surrounding air warm up until he got off the car, and continued to be in a daze for no apparent reason.

After taking a taxi back to Atobe Buckingham Palace again, it was getting dark.

The long table in the main hall sat opposite Murakami for dinner. The two had excellent western food etiquette, and the pictures in the same frame were comparable to oil paintings.There was no communication, no ambiguous atmosphere, just a touch.

Atobe glanced at him.

Seeing that the servant had arranged his share, Bai Cun put down his painting tools and sat down at the dining table.

At hand is the common Western-style tableware before crossing, and the steak side dishes are all excellent.

Atobe had prepared to send him a Japanese dinner after he returned to his room. After a few days of getting along, it was obvious that he didn't like Western food very much.

In fact, Baicun's western food etiquette is not inferior to them.

Bai Cun asked: "Do you have chopsticks?"

The butler took the chopsticks.Bai Cun took a bite of the steak with his chopsticks, and it tasted good. After a few mouthfuls of vegetables, he didn't eat much overall, put down his chopsticks, and was full.

Miss Murakami, who was staring blankly at him, and Mr. Atobe, who twitched at the corner of his mouth, went upstairs.

Obviously, when I had dinner with him a few days ago, I used the knife and fork more slickly than him.Atobe guessed that maybe he had a bad taste.

Is Ryoko Murakami coming because of traces?