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

Qin Shujuan choked on a mouthful of cream.

She took the crepe away, turned around and hid behind Yukimura Seiichi with her mouth pouting, and patted her chest desperately.

Yukimura Seichi looked at her, blocked her silently, turned around and patted her on the back: "What's wrong?"

And the dazzled Bai Lan had already walked in front of her, and asked with a smile: "Hey, Tired sees me so excited."

That wasn't excitement, it was fright.

Qin Shujuan glared at Bai Lan after swallowing the food stuck in his esophagus: "I can see you everywhere."

"Because I want to see you~"

I don't want to see you.

Qin Shu tired belly slander.

On the side, Yukimura Seichi stood beside Qin Shujuan: "We meet again."

"Well, hello. Every time I see Tired, you are by her side. You are really a good classmate."

The accent in the speech is clearly heard.

The main players of the tennis club took a step back silently, and Qin Shulan was biting the crepe with a blank expression: "Akaya, take me to buy painting supplies. Yukimura-kun probably needs to have a good chat with someone he knows."

The scene was a little awkward.

Qin Shujuan, who was at the center of the storm in the Shura field, chose to withdraw from the war, and left without expression.

Kirihara Chi, who was forcibly taken away, also said "Ai ai ai" a few times, and saw that his minister's eyes were a little scary, and Bai Lan, who was not seen by Qin Shulan, squinted, and Yingzi's eyes were full of unknown words. Kirihara Chi also shuddered at the emotion.

Akira Kirihara, who felt the danger, also reacted instinctively: "Sister, didn't the minister take you there? I have never been to an art supply store! I don't know how to get there!"

Akaya Kirihara, who was unreliable at critical moments and even sold her out, took advantage of her stunned moment to back up a few steps, distance herself, and shrank to Genichiro Sanada's side.

Qin Shujuan: "..."

Yes, very strong.

It is the instinct of small animals to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Qinshu comforted himself expressionlessly, and glanced at Yukimura Seiichi and Bai Lan.

These two people are very strange, they have only met once.But they didn't like each other, and it was okay to compete secretly, and they almost didn't fight.

Qin Shujuan thought about the possibility, but he really didn't think about himself.

That kind of Mary Sue scene can't happen to me.

Firmly holding on to this idea and picking himself up cleanly, Qin Shulan's tired eyes flicked back and forth between the two, becoming more and more meaningful.

It was probably because Qin Shujuan looked at the two of them a little uncomfortable.

Yukimura Seichi changed the subject: "Isn't Kotosan going to buy painting supplies? Let's go."

Qin Shujuan nodded and took out his mobile phone, intending to open the notepad to look at the list of materials he made. As soon as he walked to his side, Bai Lan came over and said, "Do you want to buy painting supplies too? What a coincidence."

"Are you going too?" Qin Shujuan glanced at him in surprise.

Bai Lan pointed to her clothes: "The school has started preparing for the Haiyuan Festival, so they sent me out to do some shopping."

Only then did she notice the school uniform on him.

"Honestly, if you didn't specifically tell me today, I would think you are a vagrant in your 20s who graduated from college."

"Hey, don't say that." Bai Lan glanced at Yukimura Seichi, who was on the sidelines, who couldn't get in the way: "Actually, it's enough for you to tell me, I can go with you, and you don't need to bother this classmate .”

Qin Shulan, who was looking at his mobile phone, raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Are you stupid? I don't have your phone number."

Bai Lan, who was waiting for her words, clenched her left fist and tapped on the palm of her right hand: "Yes, then let's exchange email addresses now!"

Qin Shujuan quickly put the phone back.

……

Zheng Xuan of the tennis club took Akiya Kirihara to the barbecue restaurant together, and after talking to everyone, Yukimura Seiichi accompanied Qin Shujuan to the art supply store.

There was Bai Lan by his side.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Qin Shuti is as quiet as a chicken, she can actually go to the art supply store to buy things by herself while watching the guide of the shopping mall.

"Yukimura-kun and Bai Lan don't seem to get along well?"

"how come?"

"No."

Qin Shulan glanced at the two of them.

"I see that you two don't know each other but are always at odds. The friendship between boys is so strange."

Friendship between boys.

Friendship.

Odd tone and odd symbols.

The two denied it with a smile: "How come? Maybe you are not used to the situation here?"

Qin Shujuan looked at the two people who blamed cultural differences, took out his mobile phone and glanced casually: "Really?"

"Yes."

The suffocating awkward atmosphere in the air finally eased this time, biting the crepe in his hand.

Bai Lan on the side suddenly said, "Tired crepes don't have marshmallows, it's not delicious."

"It's his freedom to add anything to my love that my junior bought. Besides, adding marshmallows to this thing, do you have too much insulin?"

Qin Shujuan went back without hesitation.

"Tiredness is really bad."

Qin Shulan ignored him, stuffed the last bite of crepe into his mouth, and found a trash can to throw away the packaging.Walking towards the art supply store not far away, Bai Lan and Yukimura Seiichi, who moved quickly, hadn't reacted yet.

In fact, when she saw the signboard of this store from afar, she seemed to throw away two people and run in.

In fact, when she saw this store from afar, she wanted to throw the two people around her away.

Anyone who hinders her from buying painting tools should fill the sea!

With this in mind, Qin Shujuan took the shopping basket at the side aggressively.

The two looked at the girl who ran away, glanced at each other, and walked in side by side.

"Mr. Bailan and Qinsang have known each other for a long time?" Yukimura Seichi asked casually while looking at the paintbrush in his hand.

"Yeah, we know each other very well. We knew each other before she came here. Yukimura-kun~"

Then you are awesome.

Yukimura Seiichi didn't know why he wanted to say that so much. He glanced at the white-haired man standing beside him, and then at the school uniform on his body. He thought about whether that school had his own input, and planned to ask ask.

"I know what Yukimura-kun is thinking, I am indeed not a student of Kanagawa High School." He said directly and frankly.

Yukimura Seiichi was not surprised, he continued to choose the pen in his hand, turned around and met his own pupils: "What are your plans for Qinsan?"

"I have no intention~ I just feel that a girl as weak as Tired needs protection, and we know each other, so we always appear by her side." Bai Lan casually flipped the pen in front of her. .

"Those who have plans for Juan--" He didn't finish his sentence, and paused on purpose.

"It's you."

……

When Qin Shujuan came out after buying the painting tools, he didn't see Yukimura Seichi outside.

Looking around, he took out his phone and planned to send an email.

"Qin Sang."

Qin Shujuan turned his head, just in time to see the two people coming out.She put the phone back and walked over, Seiichi Yukimura, who had been smiling all the time, pursed his lips for some reason and didn't speak, but Bai Lan was the same as usual.

"What's the matter?" Qin Shujuan asked, glanced at Yukimura Seichi and then at Bai Lan: "You won't bully him, will you?"

Bai Lan raised her hand with an innocent face: "It's not there~ Don't talk nonsense when you are tired."

Qin Shujuan looked at him in disbelief.

Bai Lan, who was being questioned, opened a bag of marshmallows, stuffed it in a mouthful and mumbled: "I really didn't bully him, it's his own guilty conscience."

Qin Shujuan turned his head to glance at Yukimura Seichi, and then turned his head to look at Bai Lan.Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, Bai Lan directly stuffed a mouthful of cotton candy.

"This is tired of you~ I'm leaving, my classmates are urging me."

Qin Shujuan was stuffed with marshmallows in his mouth, and murmured a few times, and finally he could only cover his mouth and eat the marshmallows in his mouth.

Not far away, a man with long green hair took a look here, and walked away with Bai Lan.

"Qin-san, are you okay?" Yukimura Seichi walked up to her and handed her a bottle of drink.

Qin Shujuan took the drink and twisted it away, took a sip, and swallowed the marshmallow in his mouth: "Thank you."

"No, let's go to Kirihara and the others, we should be waiting a little anxiously."

Qin Shulan nodded and picked up the bag beside him.

"Let me do it?"

Qin Shujuan shook her head: "It's okay, I'll do it myself. Oh, that's right." She changed the subject: "Are we going to the first floor?"

The art supplies were on the third floor, and when she had just separated from the others, she had noticed that they had gone to the first floor.

"Yes, the location of Block B on the first floor, Kirihara and the others said that the location has been fixed."

"Although it's a bit late to say now, this is a party of your tennis club. I was not very good in the past."

Seeing that she was going to refuse, Yukimura Seiichi took over the topic: "No, Kirihara will be very happy if you can come."

Qin Shulan stepped on the escalator and looked at the slowly moving scene around him: "Although you dote on Kirihara very much, this can be regarded as a gathering of your acquaintances. I don't know the rest of the tennis club well, and some people don't even know their names. Forget it, remember to tell Kirihara that we will eat barbecue together next time."

"Qin Sang."

"Ok?"

Qin Shujuan turned his head and took a look: "What's the matter?"

"Are Qin Sang and Bai Lan very familiar?"

She suddenly felt the sweetness of marshmallows in her mouth reversed: "It's okay, I'm not very familiar. What's the matter? What nonsense did he say?"

"He said Qin-san was very mean." Yukimura Seichi gave Bailan a hat without hesitation.

"..." Qin Shujuan was silent for a while, thought for a while and finally let out a "chi" to express his disdain for Bai Lan's nonsense.