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

The Unabara Festival is a school festival held by all junior high schools in Kanagawa.

The time is set at the beginning of October, one month after the start of school.

The content of the Unabara Festival is jointly determined by the student councils of each school, and the content is freely developed by the students.

The location is Lihai University, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Booths displayed by classes, stage plays and works displayed by clubs, and research results displayed by individual students.

Because of the hugeness of the Kaihara Festival, the first month of school started. After the entrance exam, even the third year of high school, they were busy preparing together.

Qin Shulan looked at the classroom where the seats were pushed away to reveal a large open space in the middle, and her front desk, Yukimura Seichi, looked thoughtfully at the piece of paper spread on the floor.

"Let's decide the content of the exhibition booth first, shall we? Cafe?" The class leader spoke first and wrote down his thoughts on the blackboard.

Qin Shujuan silently moved towards Sanada who borrowed her pen for the exam before, and said in a low voice, "What do you think is better, Sanada-kun?"

The honest boy wanted to press the brim of his hat, then realized that he was not wearing a hat, and cleared his throat: "I obey the public."

That's the consciousness of not intending to express an opinion.

Qin Shujuan raised his eyelids to look at the mature young man, and smiled: "If Sanada-kun doesn't express his opinion, then I will."

Genichiro Sanada trembled, and looked at her warily: "What advice do you want to make?"

Maid-servant-coffee-coffee-hall.

Qin Shulan mouthed every word, and as expected, he saw the mature young man becoming angry with embarrassment: "Too slack!"

"Yes yes yes~" Qin Shujuan took out a toffee from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, "But Sanada-kun keeps such a straight face all day long, it's amazing. I know a person who smiles all the time, if he has Just one-tenth of Sanada-kun's decency."

"Qin Sang doesn't like people with hippie smiles?"

Hearing Genichiro Sanada's question, Qin Shulan thought for a while: "No, it's just that that person has that expression no matter what he says. Looking at it makes him want to press his face on the keyboard and roll around."

Her voice was muffled by the sugar in her mouth.

The originally hard toffee slowly softened in his mouth, Qin Shulan took a bite, and the milky aroma in his mouth seemed a little greasy.He grabbed the kettle on the table and took a sip of water.

Yukimura on the side came over and handed over two pieces of paper: "Write down your ideas, neither of you can escape."

Holding the water glass, Qin Shu looked at him wearily: "Why do I have to write? I'm not a class committee."

"Qin-san is a foreigner, so maybe I can give you some different opinions." Yukimura Seichi stuffed a pen into her hand, and pointed to a classmate standing not far away: "They are embarrassed to come and ask."

Qin Shujuan directly stuffed the pen and the paper back into Yukimura Seiichi's hand: "No, I have been obsessed with studying since I was a child. I haven't touched this kind of school festival stuff, so forget it."

"Really do not have?"

There is no school festival, but there are exhibitions.

Qin Shujuan nodded firmly.

Yukimura Seichi took the paper back with some regrets, and Qin Shujuan went to Sanada's side: "Sanada-kun? You didn't write Meidou Cafe on it, did you?"

Genichiro Sanada paused and shook his head.

Probably because the young man's expression was too upright, Qin Shujuan simply pulled over the chair beside him and sat down and began to babble: "Actually, I think the cafe is pretty good. Young lady's big white legs." She said with her elbow He poked Genichiro Sanada: "Do you want to see it?"

In no mood!Not at all!

Genichiro Sanada shook his head solemnly and refused, Qin Shujuan was a little bored and sat aside and looked at the class committee who was talking, took out his mobile phone and checked it, and found that the battery had turned orange, and checked it in his schoolbag.

"Eh? I didn't bring a string?" Qin Shujuan muttered to himself, and simply pulled the schoolbag away.

There are wallets and charging treasures lying in the schoolbag without books.Qin Shujuan looked for it in other places but still couldn't find it.

"Sanada-kun?" Qin Shujuan smiled apologetically, and pointed to his cell phone.

"I'm sorry." Genichiro Sanada held up his old flip phone.

"..."

She covered her face silently and turned around to stare at Yukimura Seiichi, noticing Yukimura Seiichi's gaze, the other party saw the mobile phone in her hand and shook her head clearly.

There is no line for you.

Do not leave early.

The information Qin Shujuan received from Yukimura Seichi.Sit down, set your phone to fly, and continue to whisper with Genichiro Sanada.

Sanada Genichiro sorted out the materials in his hands, and at the same time introduced the highlights of the Haiyuan Festival to Qin Shulan.

Probably because she couldn't get used to her who was always fishing, Yukimura Seichi walked over: "Kin-san?"

"What's the matter?"

"Qin Sang, do you need to go to the art room? Cables and sockets."

Qin Shujuan nodded quickly: "Okay!"

……

After confirming that the phone was charging, Qin Shujuan cut out a 2-kilogram paper and planned to continue drawing. He picked up a pencil and drew a few times on the drawing paper, but found that he had no inspiration.

Picking up the phone to check the time, he found that his younger brother was in class, and poked Jian Chun's good friend.

[The card suit is the most beautiful Wanhua: The school wants to hold activities and submit paintings. What do you think I should draw better? 】

[Feitai: Draw me, how handsome the Taoist priest is.Do you want a screenshot of the person?Come and let me give it to you! 】

[Fetal: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]]

Qin Shulan looked at the four photos, without clicking on them, and just clicked on the words below.

[The card suit is the most beautiful Wanhua: If you don't draw, it's ugly. 】

[Feitai: Where is it ugly? ! 】

[The most beautiful Wanhua in card clothing: Where is it not ugly?Coir raincoat fisherman hat, white hair, 390 leg hair? !Do you still have the nerve to say that you are a priest? ! 】

[Feitai: You look down on coir raincoats with long hairy legs, don't you? ! 】

[The card suit is the most beautiful Wanhua: Yes. 】

After she finished speaking, she directly closed the chat window, looked at the phone's half charge, packed up her things, and sent a text message to Yukimura asking if she could go to the rooftop to see what scenery she could draw.

[Yukimura-kun, can you go to the rooftop? 】

[...Qin Sang?Is there anything you can't think of? 】

Qin Shujuan: "...

[I want to go to the rooftop to sketch the scenery and use it as an exhibition for the Kaihara Festival. 】

【Then Qinsang wait for me, I will take you there. 】

Qin Shujuan, who got the news, sat in front of the easel a little bored, opened the RPG game and clicked twice, but she opened up two lines in a row, and Yukimura Seichi did not appear.

A little bored, he continued to look down at the screen on the phone.

The capture target looked at her tenderly, and the soundtrack and the other party's words came from the earphones.

——"If you lose your memory, let me make you remember it again."

Rubbing off the goosebumps on his arms with some chills, he continued to click on the shield option to go through the plot.The door of the classroom was suddenly pulled open, Qin Shujuan hurriedly turned the screen of the phone down, took off the earphones, grabbed the paintbrush and looked at the door solemnly.

Yukimura Seichi, who opened the door, stood at the door and smiled: "Kinto-san, stop pretending. There is no paint on the palette."

"..." Qin Shujuan put down the pen in his hand and put on the earphones again: "Conditional reflex, I used to like to be lazy when I was drawing, and it would happen every time the teacher came over suddenly."

Yukimura Seichi came over and put down his schoolbag, and walked to her side: "It's not a good habit to be lazy."

Qin Shujuan got up and picked up the paintbrush: "I don't want to, but at that time I was young and couldn't bear much hardship, so I felt that it was great for me to persevere."

"Shall we go to the rooftop?" She stopped what she was doing and glanced at Yukimura Seiichi: "Are you going too?"

"Go. Help you move the drawing board."

Qin Shujuan followed his fingers to look at the second drawing board in front of him, and pondered for a while: "How about I start drawing on a different paper? Umihara Matsuri probably didn't specify the size of the drawing paper. What do you think of the four drawing boards? I think it’s good to open in all directions, painting landscapes is just easy to carry..."

She was muttering and talking, and the more she talked, the more she got more and more enthusiastic, she almost didn't pick up the utility knife to take off the two-fold paper on the drawing board and cut it into quarters.

"Qin Sang."

"Ok?"

"There are those who specify to open in two, Qinsang, please put down the utility knife first."

Qin Shujuan put down the utility knife a little disappointed, watched Yukimura Seiichi help her take off the drawing board, and planned to walk out of the art room, Qin Shujuan quickly picked up the easel, picked up the paintbrush and followed out.

The two tidied up the easel and drawing board, and ran back to get some other things.

When sitting down to pick up the paintbrush again, Qin Shujuan looked at the sun in the distance and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Mr. Yukimura, why do we come to the rooftop when the sun is the most poisonous?"

"That's because Qinsang, you can't wait to go to the rooftop."

No, I didn't, I wasn't!

Don't talk nonsense, Yukimura Seiichi!

For a moment, Qin Shulan had no rebuttal words other than 'I'm not' and 'I don't have'. After thinking for a while, he moved his easel to the shade of the roof with a blank expression, looking at the Yukimura Seiichi, took out a piece of paper from his schoolbag and folded it a few times, walked to the side of Yukimura Seiichi and squatted down.

Seiichi Yukimura, who felt the breeze blowing, turned his head to look, and the white paper in front of him kept flapping.

"Is it cool?" asked the girl holding the paper fan.

"Cool."

Qin Shujuan simply sat cross-legged next to Yukimura, waving a fan with one hand and resting his chin on the other: "Didn't you finish drawing one? Just the one of the girl, what else are you going to draw?"

"Painting landscapes?"

Thinking that he had already figured out what to draw, Qin Shujuan waved his fan hand for a while, with a look of surprise on his face: "You didn't think you would carry the easel with me to the rooftop?!"

"Didn't Qin Sang come to the rooftop because he didn't think about what to draw?"

Qin Shulan opened his mouth, and turned the fan that was fanning Yukimura Seichi toward himself: "I came to the rooftop because I didn't know what to draw."

"Well, then me too."

However, Qin Shulan shrugged and looked at the white clouds wandering not far away, and looked at Seiichi Yukimura holding a pencil and not knowing what to draw, and felt that he saw another self.

"Qin Sang, aren't you going to draw?"

Qin Shujuan shook his head: "I don't know what to draw, I know how to touch fish. But you, do you know what to draw?"

The young man who was drafting with a pencil in front of him tilted his head thoughtfully, and tapped the drawing paper with the pencil for a while.

"Draw you."