[Comprehensive] It must be that my way of forming a team is wrong!

Qin Shujuan was frightened by the characters on the painting.

As soon as the hand holding the mobile phone was loosened, the mobile phone fell off, and the earphones connected to the mobile phone were suddenly pulled.

Qin Shujuan rubbed his ears and picked up the phone, looking at Yukimura Seichi beside him.

The other party continued to wash her palette with a normal expression. She packed the headphone cable and mobile phone and put them in her schoolbag, and simply walked to the picture.

The Wanhua disciple in the middle seems to have been painted not long ago, and the paint has not dried yet.

She squatted down and looked at the white flute at the waist of the Wanhua disciple in the middle, the epaulets on his shoulders, and even the dark patterns on his clothes.

"Qin Sang?"

Qin Shujuan quickly stood up and turned around.Yukimura Seichi, who was holding a palette, had a gentle smile on his face: "What do you think of this painting, Kotosan?"

how about it?

Qin Shu, who always felt that there was something in Yukimura's words, looked tiredly at the floor: "Very, very good, haven't you been painting for a long time? Yukimura-kun's brushstrokes look very delicate."

"I have been painting for a long time." Yukimura wiped off the water on the brush with a towel: "Before, no matter how I drew the girl in the middle, I thought it was the back of the painting. It was changed to the side only later."

No wonder the paint is still not dry.

Qin Shu was tired, and put on a smile: "I think the painting is great. It's a good thing that Mr. Murura is very good at using white. It's not a problem for Kautama at this level."

"Lend your auspicious words."

After getting the answer, Qin Shulan nodded and pointed out the door: "Then I'll wait for you outside the door, Yukimura-kun."

Yukimura Seiichi looked at the girl walking towards the door, and nodded: "Okay."

……

——[The card server is the most beautiful Wanhua: Fuck, do you think the friends in District 3 will go back to play Jianwang [-]? 】

——[The card suit is the most beautiful Wanhua: It is the kind of little friend who is purely from the eleventh district. 】

Qin Shulan leaned against the wall with his schoolbag in one hand, and quickly swipe on his phone with the other.

——[Taitai: Those who study and work in China are possible, but those who are purely in the eleventh district are unlikely, why?Met? 】

Qin Shujuan thought about it.

——【The most beautiful Wanhua in Kafu: I met him, and I saw him drawing a fan.The face is also the colossus of my sister Hua. 】

——[Feitai: Emmm, I'm afraid your face has become the face of a post bar goddess? 】

——[The most beautiful Wanhua in the card service: Pull it down, I pinched my face according to my own face, do you think I will put it on the post bar or let others put their game account on my face?If they get caught by August [-], wouldn't I be scared to death? ! 】

Then Qin Shujuan got a screen full of hahahaha.

Quit the chat page with a cold face, pressed the lock screen, stared at the tip of his shoe, thoughtful.

It's not a coincidence.

Familiarity, the Chunyang scene in the dream, and the painting.

What happens if you don't come to study?

Why don't you go to North American Tu X Jun or North American Ling X Jun to complain?

Qin Shujuan unlocked his phone, clicked on Weibo, and opened the private message page of a certain account, thinking about how to contribute.Before I started typing, I felt that the door behind me was opened, and I fell backward as if weightless.

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, his brain short-circuited for a while, and he didn't know how to hold the door frame.

Seiichi Yukimura, who opened the door behind, caught her: "Kinto-san? Next time, remember not to lean against the door."

Qin Shujuan, who was in Yukimura's arms, nodded stiffly, then came out of his arms and stammered: "Okay, okay."

Qin Shujuan felt that his face was very red, and the bloodshot feeling caused his face to burn.She took a step back to get out of the way in front of the door: "Let's go?"

"Yeah." Yukimura Seichi nodded and walked in front of her.

Qin Shujuan, who was following behind him, felt that the burning sensation on his face hadn't subsided, so he kept walking behind Yukimura Seichi.

"Qin Sang?"

"Ok?"

"You walk a little slowly."

She said 'oh' and quickened her pace.When the two of them went downstairs, they saw that most of the people in the tennis club were still wearing the yellow tracksuits, and the black-haired boy standing in the middle let out an 'ah' as ​​if seeing the frightened two of them.

"Qin Sang?!"

Qin Shujuan looked at Kirihara Chiya with a surprised expression, waved his hands and smiled brightly: "Yo."

Nothing good, now your expression is scary!

Kirihara Chi also looked at her, then at Seiichi Yukimura beside her, and leaned over with the seniors: "Minister? Is Kotosan from the art club?"

Sanada on the side frowned when he heard Kirihara's address without honorifics, and was about to say something when Qin Shujuan interrupted: "Yes, I'm a newcomer to the art club, Kirihara, you are from the tennis club."

Two people know each other.

This was the first information received by the entire tennis club, and then everyone saw Qin Shujuan, who was obviously a senior, chatting with Kirihara Chiya with the words and tone of his peers.

Can be incredible.

"I haven't seen Qin-san since last time, we agreed to take Qin-san to eat ramen." Kirihara Chi also said and looked at Yukimura Seichi beside her: "Is there something going on between Qin-san and the minister? "

"He said he took me to buy painting supplies. If you go with him, it should be fine." Qin Shujuan finished speaking and looked at Yukimura Seichi beside him.

"No problem, we were originally with Kirihara and the others."

Kirihara Chi also said happily, "That's great."

He didn't notice at all that Qin Shujuan used the tone and address of his peers when speaking to Yukimura Seichi.

"Speaking of which, how did Chi meet Qinsang?"

Kirihara Chiya, who was chatting with Qin Shulan, was interrupted by Yukimura Seiichi, and turned his head indifferently: "Last time, Qinsang gave me fried noodles and bread. Super nice person, you are right! Minister ?”

Yukimura Seichi nodded: "Yeah."

Qie Yuanchi also turned his head and continued talking to Qin Shujuan: "By the way, Qinsang, you are an overseas student, right? From China, do you know kung fu?"

Qin Shujuan confessed: "No. What's the matter?"

"I want to learn kung fu from you and then apply it to tennis, like... who is that?"

Qin Shujuan looked at his disappointed expression, and answered with a smile: "Like Zhou Xingchi's Kung Fu football?"

"exactly!"

Qin Shujuan thought for a while: "Kung fu football is special..."

Before she finished speaking, the seniors who were discussing the training program rushed over and covered her mouth.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Kirihara Chi also looked puzzled at Qin Shulan whose mouth was tightly covered.

"It's nothing." Yukimura Seiichi smiled.

As the main force, Genichiro Sanada and Masaharu Nioh, who covered Qin Shulan's mouth, pulled the corners of their mouths and showed a fierce smile: "Kung fu football is really amazing! There is such a thing in the world that can fight A man who uses kung fu in football!"

Qin Shujuan: "..."

She glanced at Yukimura Seiichi with some doubts, got the words in the other's eyes, and confirmed her thoughts.

Akiya Kirihara really thought Kung Fu football was real.

After she raised her hand and waved it to ensure that she would not tell the truth again, everyone in the tennis club finally let go of their hands covering her mouth.

"It's amazing."

This was the first sentence Qin Shujuan's mouth could speak freely.

She lowered her voice and whispered to Zhengxuan of the tennis club next to her: "He is not young, why would he believe this... And if one day, other people accidentally tell him the truth, you all have to jump on him and cover him up." Shut the other party's mouth?!"

"If you are here, you have to cover your mouth." The man who has been looking at the notebook with his eyes closed suddenly said.

"Liu Lian Er."

Qin Shujuan memorized his name, and decided not to bring up this topic again: "Then, is there anything else he believes in?"

Everyone in the tennis club thought for a while and said in unison: "Santa Claus."

"..." Qin Shujuan tried hard to control his expression, and thought about the words in his heart: "To be honest, I never believed in this thing since I was a child. Once my parents put a gift beside my bed to make me believe it. But it wasn't Christmas and I didn't have a chimney and there were cameras in the complex."

When I was a child, I believed in the tennis club with Santa Claus for a while: "..."

Looking at their expressions, Qin Shujuan felt that he probably had no childlike innocence, and looked at the palm of his hand: "Let's change the subject, it would be bad if he heard this."

"Well, change it." Genichiro Sanada said.

Just when Qinshu was thinking about what to change, Qieyuan Chi also brought a packaged crepe and handed it to her: "Lai Qinsang, this crepe is super delicious. I invite you!"

Qin Shujuan took the crepe in his hand and thought for a while: "Chi Ye, I have something to tell you."

Everyone in the tennis club sounded the alarm in their hearts, planning to rush forward to cover Qin Shuran's mouth at any time.

She took a bite of the crepe and said vaguely, "Although I don't mind you calling me by your peers, I'm your senior sister. I'll prepare you mentally for this."

Kirihara Chi also bit the crepe and waved his hand indifferently: "Ah, it's okay, this me... hey?!!!"

Qin Shujuan looked at Kirihara Chiya's expression, and nodded as expected: "I didn't have the nerve to correct you before, but I am your senior sister." Shake the pot. : "They also know, after all, I showed my face at the opening ceremony."

Kirihara Chi also looked at his seniors in shock.

The seniors turned their heads and pretended not to know what happened here.After shaking the pot, Qin Shulan folded his hands together, tilted his head slightly like the heroine in the comics, and said cutely: "I thought you knew about Kirihara, but it turns out that Kirihara didn't know."

Kirihara Chi, who fell asleep at the opening ceremony, also scratched his head in embarrassment, a little guilty but still honestly confessed: "I fell asleep that day..."

The scheming Qin Shulan nodded, reached out and rubbed Kirihara Chiya's head: "It's okay."

Qie Yuanchi also nodded, completely unaware that he was being tricked by Qin Shulan's tricks, and pointed to the crepe in her hand: "Sister, try this quickly, this is delicious."

Kirihara Chi is also a good boy.

Qin Shujuan listened to his words of changing honorifics in seconds, and nodded a little bit hesitantly.She raised the crepe in her hand and took a bite. The fluffy whipped cream stimulated her taste buds with the aroma of milk and the sweetness of fruit.

Before Qin Shujuan could remember and make a happy expression, he saw something white and dazzling flashing past in front of him.

He could hear his tired voice from afar.

"Ah~ Tired~!"

Qin Shujuan choked on a mouthful of cream.

The author has something to say:

Wow, I lost my mind doing my homework.

When I was typing today, the dormitory suddenly ran out of electricity, and there was no electricity at all OTZ

Tired.