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back to the hospital.

Sanmaminami, who learned that Yukimura Seiichi's operation was successful, called out on the spot and applauded like a seal by the way.However, to her surprise, Yukimura Seiichi's team members seemed not as excited as expected.

Everyone seemed to be regretting something, and there was a string in their hearts.

Three Acts South only used his brain a little, and he guessed it.

She found a corner and told Yukimura's family the news.When he hung up the phone, he sighed calmly.

I lost.

"Which of you is Yukimura Seiki's friend? Ah, I mean the person in charge, you need to go with me to get a copy of the material, and then give it to his family."

The nurse looked around, but those teenagers who were usually very active seemed to be in a daze at this moment.

Three Acts Nan raised his hand: "I'll do it."

Nurse: "...OK."

So, are all the male friends of Yukimura offline? !

The nurse, who didn't want to be with this girl at all, was a little grumpy, but she didn't show it on the surface.

Nan: "That, Liu?"

"...Ah, please tell me the third act." Liu Lian returned to her senses for the second time, looking at the worried girl in front of her.

She frowned: "I'm going to leave with the nurse for a while. You...tell me before you leave."

Liu: "...we won't go."

Hearing his answer, the girl frowned instead: "Yes."

Although she just gave a very ordinary order, Liu Lian Er watched her leave, and suddenly realized that all of them reacted very wrongly.

"Three Acts South... Is the probability that the insight is far superior to ordinary people... 100%." ​​Liu Lian Erji whispered, and took out her notebook from her pocket.

"—Oh yes." The girl suddenly turned back, and to be honest, Liu Lianer was startled.

The pen in his hand froze.

The beautiful girl with short hair stretched out her hand, pointed to his notebook, and said, "Please write down my phone number, we can contact you anytime if there is any situation."

Liu: "OK."

After the girl leaves.

"Cough." Because it would take some time for Yukimura to wake up from the general anesthesia, the main candidates of Lihai University moved to the door of the ward to wait for him.

Fumta Marui blew bubble gum, and pretended to carelessly put a hand on Liu Lianji's shoulder: "Well, can you give me the phone number of Sanmakunan?"

The bubble gum burst, which is rare for Marui Bunta, because he has always been a master who can talk while blowing bubbles.

But Marui Bunta continued to chew like a normal person, but the frequency was not quite right.

Liu Lian'er could tell right away that he was nervous.

Liu sighed, and was about to say something, but unexpectedly, a boy with silver hair came over.

With his hands in his pockets, he smiled lazily: "If it's possible, I want it too, pooh."

willow:"......"

When I got home that day, Sanmunan was lying on the bed, not wanting to move.

Oh yes, she also needs to tell Aunt Yukimura that she is home.

Looking at the message from Yukimura's mother on the screen: [Okay, remember to come and play at home next time, Xiaonan~], Sanma Minami felt complicated.

Is it her illusion, why does she feel that Aunt Yukimura is a little... scary.

It's not derogatory, it's the kind of person who will be trapped in it without knowing it, and only realize after leading people into the trap.Coupled with her overly good-looking appearance... the three-act Nan trembled a bit.

She obviously didn't have a few words with her aunt, and she was going to set up the whole family.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal." Nan Jiao sat up from the bed and suddenly thought of the express delivery this morning, so he ran over to study it.

As a result, after trying my best to unpack the package——

"Fuck!"

Looking at the machine with a noble luster in front of him, Three Acts South exploded.

Isn't this the computer she's always wanted? !It is said that the speed of processing multiple audio tracks is several times faster, and it can even support the desktop computer for professional movie editing.

Not only that, but other equipment for music production.It can be said that it is the luxury package that every music producer dreams of.

It's just too luxurious, though.The price/performance ratio is low, and people who know how to do it generally don't buy it.

After looking through the three scenes, I only know that the courier is from Yokohama, and the sender is anonymous.

"'To Mina'...?"

Hey, how could you write her screen name?

Yokohama, Port Mafia Building.

The reason why it was pitch black outside and his place was still brightly lit was because Zhongyuan Zhongye worked overtime today.And the person who made him unable to go home to listen to music and drink wine, without even thinking about it, was Osamu Dazai.

Hong Kong and black work is divided into day shifts and night shifts.As a martial artist, he mostly works night shifts, and he managed to catch up with lighter jobs, but in the end...

"Damn it, why on earth should I help the bastard Dazai with his work?!" The red-haired boy scolded while seriously handling the documents.

Zhong Yuanzhong is also a very reliable and responsible person. This is not only reflected in his work, but according to a netizen's certification, he is also the same when he plays games-he never cheats his teammates, nice!

The work finally came to an end, Zhong Yuan stretched himself, and picked up the mobile phone that was buckled aside.

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows, clicked on a certain software, and a blogger's news came into view.

[Mina]: I have received a lot of encouragement, and I will give back with better works!

Zhong Yuanzhong also chuckled, stretched his waist, and said in a low voice:

"Come on..."

----

Although the operation was successful, what awaited Yukimura Seiichi in the next step was nearly a month of recovery.

Minami would visit him when she was free, but to be honest, Yukimura Seiichi didn't really want her to come.

Although the retired idol would often come here before the operation, the reality of each meeting was actually carefully selected by him.

It was his most respectable and least patient moment.In this way, he can listen to her interesting stories with a smile on his face.

Yukimura: It is impossible to leave black history behind, haha.

That's right, Sanmaku Minami has never seen Yukimura Seiichi fall ill so far.

Therefore, Yukimura could feel that although the girl took good care of him, she still had a little casualness.He didn't treat him as fragile like his parents.

He doesn't like that.

"Act Three." The boy in the wheelchair turned his back to the girl who knocked on the door, his voice was distant and distant, "I'm sorry, if it's possible, can I ask you to come at another time?"

The door was closed with a "click", gently, but without hesitation.

She gives him enough respect.

Yukimura, who stayed in the recovery room, sighed inaudibly, and his voice drifted into Nuoda's room: "Thank you."

Yukimura Seiichi, like what he can call a "beautiful" appearance, has a relatively delicate heart, which may be related to the reason why he liked painting and gardening since he was a child.

This point, Sanmu Nan also gradually discovered.

After being kicked out by Yukimura, she went to find a bench in the hospital park to sit on.

This guy is really... can't figure it out.

She opened a notebook that she carried with her, and there were some scattered sentences on it.

However, Yukimura is a very contradictory charmer.It takes more courage to hide all the embarrassment of oneself and digest it by oneself than to show oneself.

He carried everything on his shoulders.Not so much sensitive as powerful.

She moved her fingers, and turned two pages back, and a line of handwritten sentences completely different from her style appeared on the paper.

It's a sentence written by Yukimura, but it's not a good word.

The girl lowered her eyes.

The obsession with winning seems to be the norm for everyone around her.

"However, Yukimura seems to be the kind of person who will push himself into a corner." She whispered, then turned her head, and said to the silver-haired boy standing behind her, "You think so too, don't you?"

"Puff." The boy straightened up. He has narrow and attractive eyes like a fox, a mole on his chin, a slightly hunched back, and he is relatively thin and fair-skinned.

He is not a handsome guy in the traditional sense, but he has a ruffled feeling on his body and a memorable face, which made Sanmunan sigh involuntarily when he glanced over him.This kind of person is actually the most suitable to be an idol.It doesn't have to be so handsome or beautiful, but it must have unique charm. This is the most important point of being an idol.

"I've met you before, you are Lihai University's main candidate." Sanba Minami closed his notebook, looked at him and said, "I've chatted with Liu a few times, I think your name should be... Nioh Masaharu Bar?"

"Correct answer." Nioh Masaharu said, he walked over and sat next to Sanmunan, "What is this?"

Nan: "The lyrics book. I usually come to memorize some interesting things."

King Ni stretched out his hand: "Sounds very interesting. Can you show me?"

Seeing that his fingertips were about to touch the notebook, Sanmunan yanked it away: "No."

The young man who had never been rejected before was stunned, and then seemed to feel ashamed, so he glanced down and let out a "Qi".

Sanmunan put the book in his pocket and said, "You guys are normal, don't you come here with several people?"

Nioh Masaharu put his hands on the back of the bench, he was used to speaking with a tail, so his voice was relatively lazy.

"The minister doesn't see anyone, you should know. We are no exception, poof."

Hearing this, Sanmu Nan suddenly became interested.She opened the book again: "If possible, can you tell me about your tennis club, Nioh?"

The girl smiled at him, although Nioh Masaharu saw it with excellent insight, it was no different from her smile when her idol was in business.

But even with a patterned smile, she makes people feel the sunshine when she smiles.

Some sweet, but also refreshing, it is a smile that can make people feel better immediately.

The author has something to say: I feel that I also took the script of the boss who is stupid and rich. Obviously this script should be written by Atobe or Akashi. They are too disappointing

#Minami and Yukimura's Daily Small Dialogue 1

Yukimura: What is this?

Nan: Oh, the lyrics book

Yukimura: Can I see it?

Nan: Yes, but can you write two sentences for me on it?

Yukimura: What are you writing?

Nan: Anything is fine, follow your inner thoughts.I heard that when you have no inspiration, the opinions of friends can help a lot

#Conscience Composer.Three Acts.All Lyrics Come From Life.Double Standard.South#

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