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

After the Unabara Festival is the Rikkai University Games.

Qin Shujuan stood on the roof and looked at the busy students on the playground through the protective fence, and then looked at the painting tools beside him.

Some of the students below noticed the line of sight on the roof, but when they raised their heads, their eyes were dazzled by the sun; Qin Shujuan took advantage of the gap when the students raised their hands to block the sun, shrank back, sat in front of the painting utensils again, and continued to draw his own paintings.

The roof door was opened, Qin Shulan turned his head lazily, and saw Yukimura Seichi.

The iris purple boy stood at the door and looked at her, blinking his eyes with a holy feeling: "Qin Sang is lazy again."

Qin Shujuan turned his head away and continued to draw the picture in his hand.

She rested her chin and stepped on the wooden easel with both feet. The blank drawing paper in front of her declared that she had wasted a whole morning.

Qin Shujuan took out a pen, took out a utility knife and began to sharpen the charcoal with his head down.

Yukimura Seiichi walked over and saw the girl with downcast eyes had a calm expression, her eyelashes were a little distorted under the golden sunlight, showing a warm golden brown, and the lines at the end of her eyes were twitched, as if drawn randomly with a paintbrush The lines drawn are not deliberate but delicate.

Yukimura Seichi walked over and blocked the light in front of Qin Shulan's eyes; his shadow just climbed from the ground to the easel, and some of it climbed onto her arm.

Qin Shujuan stopped what he was doing and looked up at him.

The ice-blue pupils just hit his eyes, and Yukimura retracted his eyes and changed the subject in a daze: "What is Qinsang planning to draw this time?"

"Blind jaguar drawing."

Yukimura Seichi felt that he couldn't continue the conversation today, so he knelt down and put his elbows on his thighs: "Are all the girls around Qinsang like Qinsang?"

"How?" Qin Shujuan continued to sharpen the pen, and the soft charcoal core broke when the knife in his hand was hardened.

Qin Shujuan put down his pen and knife and looked at him, waiting for the answer.

But the other party just kept smiling and looked at her.

Qin Shujuan turned his head and picked up a sharpened pen to start drafting again.

Yukimura asked again: "What are you going to draw this time?"

"The scene of the school that just finished the Unabara Festival and participated in the sports meeting."

"That's not the reason why Qinsang came here to be lazy. The squad leader couldn't find you, and he was very angry."

Qinshu tiredly unscrewed the paint, put back the pen that was drafting, took out a big spoonful of paint with a large spatula: "I really don't know how to plan this kind of thing, and I'm not good at sports either. .”

"The head of the track and field department who ran the [-]-meter race before Qinsang personally ran over to arrest people."

Listening to his words, Qin Shujuan remembered that he was the head of the art department, and wiped the paint on the drawing paper: "Xingmura, don't worry, I was born as a member of the art department, and died as a ghost of the art department."

What she said was a bit ambitious, Yukimura couldn't help smiling, looking at her hand scratching the paint: "With your words, I am very relieved, Minister."

"But the planning still needs to be involved."

……

When Qin Shujuan was finally taken back to the classroom by Xing Cun, the class monitor almost made Xing Cun confess and worship three times.

The squad leader pushed Qin Shujuan to a pile of paper, and gave her a paintbrush: "You can paint whatever you want, and treat this thing as a secret garden."

Qin Shujuan curled his lips: "I hate coloring books like Secret Garden the most."

Having said that, Qin Shujuan still picked up the pen and began to paint seriously.

The class leader came over after a while: "By the way, Qinsang, the class is a hundred meters away. Didn't you..."

"Don't go."

Qin Shujuan directly rejected the monitor: "Being able to run and having to run are two different things. I don't run, and I'm not too happy to participate in things like sports games. Helping out is already the limit."

When she said this, she stopped what she was doing: "Or you can go find someone else."

The atmosphere of the whole classroom was a little embarrassed by Qin Shujuan's few words.

Qin Shulan turned around with a face full of indifference and continued to color the support board.

"It's so slack!" Sanada suddenly said, and the people who had regained their senses returned to their positions and went about their own work; Yukimura glanced at the squad leader who was stuck in place, and Sanada, who reprimanded everyone, answered his own question again. In the position, he walked to Qin Shujuan's side and squatted down.

Qin Shujuan looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued painting.

"Qin Sang is a little too hostile today?"

Hearing Yukimura's question, Qinshu scratched his hair violently: "How many times is this the class monitor? I have already expressed that I can't do it when she ordered me regardless of my wishes."

"This time I escaped and was caught by you, but she behaved like this as soon as I came back. It's embarrassing for me to be soft and not hard."

And she twisted her new melon every time.

Thinking of this, Qin Shujuan is even more annoying

And after the Haiyuan Festival, she always felt that her heart was in a panic, and she was a little bit hostile.

Qin Shu tiredly sighed, lowered his head and did not speak again.

Yukimura Seichi nodded, took the other paintbrush on the side of Qinshu Tired Hair, lowered his head to help, he dipped in the paint and painted it bit by bit, as if thinking of something: "Speaking of which, before that, Unabara Matsuri wanted to buy it. The gentleman you painted wrote a letter of recommendation."

Qin Shujuan looked up in a daze, as if thinking of something: "Who?"

"The gentleman you took to drink fruit tea." After Yukimura explained, he said: "The painting by Qinsang is really good. Besides that gentleman, there is another gentleman who came over."

But she didn't notice Yukimura's last words, she frowned and thought for a moment: "Mr. Sawada gave me a recommendation? What kind of recommendation?"

"It's at Mr. Xiaolin's place, Qinsang, let's go and have a look now?" Yukimura Seichi, who had finished giving the suggestion, waved the paintbrush in his hand: "I can temporarily take over here."

Qinshu got tired and thanked him, walked out of the classroom, and went to the art group's office to find Teacher Xiaolin.

Teacher Kobayashi was not surprised to see her coming: "Did Yukimura tell you?"

Qin Shu tiredly nodded.

Teacher Kobayashi took out a letter from the drawer and handed it to her.

Qin Shujuan looked at the Italian text on the recommendation letter, opened it puzzledly, and saw a string of Roman accents on the recommender of the recommendation letter.

It's Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"Two copies, one for the Palermo Academy of Fine Arts, and one for you. And the teacher of the Palermo Academy of Fine Arts has also seen your painting, and is waiting for you to go to Palermo in January Interview and written test."

"Oh, by the way, prepare a few more works, I have to send them for you. Don't forget to learn Italian in the remaining few months."

Qin Shujuan looked at the letter and listened to Teacher Kobayashi's words, a little unbelievable, carefully put away the recommendation letter from Sawada Tsunayoshi, and nodded.

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In a few more chapters, the Italian copy will be opened, and then we will enter the end.

Damn, this article has written more than 80 chapters...