Protect our prophets

This time it was a discussion meeting for five people.

Of course, according to international practice, Takahiro Kawaji is still not included in the "discussion" object.He is just a silent listener, a faithful performer.

On Lihai's side, due to various considerations, Songxue did not intend to let the members of Yukimura participate in the plan. Even Yagyu, who knew everything about it, felt uneasy.

Concerned about chaos, Yukimura naturally has a deep understanding.In this regard, he said that he fully accepted it.

"...The general script is like this, do you understand it?" Songxue said up to this point, turned the signature pen in her hand, and clicked on her notebook.

It's been a long time since she wrote anything, she didn't feel at all, she wrote a line and crossed out a line, the handwriting on the whole paper was scribbled and messed up, but fortunately, only one script is needed now, as for the specific details——

"The rest is up to you to use freely. You know what I mean?" She blinked.

"Hmm." He groaned for a while, watching Matsuyuki tore off this page from the notebook, hesitated for a moment, and asked Yukimura, "Don't you need to discuss it with your teammates?"

Yukimura didn't answer right away, picked up the torn paper and looked at it quietly for a while, then raised his head with a smile on his face: "I think the uninformed reaction is the most real."

"It's fine if you don't suddenly rush out to do bad things." Atobe said flatly.

"Don't worry," he replied softly, his tone full of confidence in his staff, "They should not be so stupid that they can't read my eyes."

Renzu nodded: "That's true."

"However," Yukimura sighed for no reason at this point, held the edge of the paper and lifted it up, and glanced at it with a slightly tangled look, "I think this script is a bit—"

"A little pretentious, isn't it?" Songxue scratched her cheek.

"That's not what it means." He glanced at her quickly, and then said after gathering his composure, "It's what I told you the other day, sometimes it seems that I can't help myself..."

Yukimura's eyes seemed to be fixed in one place, he thought carefully for a while, then nodded to confirm: "It feels like the same script."

Both Atobe and Shinobu looked over.

Songxue didn't change her expression, she dragged her stool back a little: "Well, routine novels are like this."

The corner of Atobu's mouth twitched, as if he was enduring something: "It's best like this."

"It depends on whether the acting skills of the two of you are online, and I will cooperate well." Shinobu was very satisfied with the corner of the background board in the script, raised his head to look at his minister, and then looked at Yukimura, his eyes were very sincere.

"Free play, right?" Atobe glanced at Matsuyuki, "No specific requirements?"

"As long as it's natural." It was the first time she had made such a plan, and she was not completely sure, so she coughed dryly, "If you want to lure the snake out of the hole, you can't arouse the suspicion of the murderer. Besides, no matter what you do, as long as the result is good Just change."

The blond boy smiled lazily and snapped his fingers: "Then let's enjoy my grandpa's gorgeous acting skills!"

Is it such an exaggeration, no need?

Songxue couldn't help being startled, and looked to the other side hesitantly.

Yukimura finally made up his mind to stand up, his eyes were like a deep pool: "If it can be completely settled——"

Maybe it was because of the lack of sleep last night, Songxue came out of the biology classroom, couldn't bear the sleepiness, and yawned.

The tenant of 616 next door has disappeared since the "openness and honesty" on Sunday night, and it is dark from the balcony window, so that when she sleeps, her thoughts are incessant. It turned into Xing Chengkong's mysterious and sly smile again.

The irritability has continued until now.

Songxue sighed, decided to buy a cup of coffee, turned around, and almost bumped into someone.

"Sorry." The visitor stepped back quickly, and after looking up to see that it was her, he pursed his lips again, showing a cold look in his eyes.

They hadn't seen it before.

But after the murder, she checked the profiles of the members of the support team, including everyone's photos.

"Oh, Mizushima-san," Songxue smiled at her without hesitation, and asked her a question that caught her off guard, "Where did you buy your coffee?"

Mizushima was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the paper cup in his hand, he frowned, and replied unhappily: "In the dining hall."

"Thank you."

Songxue didn't seem to care about her attitude at all, waved her hands casually, and hurried downstairs.

Mizushima's thoughts were disturbed for a moment because he ran into her, then he came back to his senses, remembered his original purpose, and walked quickly to the other end of the corridor.

The opening ceremony of the national competition is coming soon, and the matter of Ayanokouji has brought the activities of the entire support club to a stalemate. Will their support activities this year continue... Regarding this issue, Yuko Matsumoto, as the person in charge, plans to discuss with several sub-captains , and then make a decision.

But just 10 minutes ago, Matsumoto sent a text message to several of them, postponing the meeting time on the grounds that there was something urgent.

Something came out?

The storm in the class next door was at the other end of the corridor, and it quickly spread to the whole grade.Within a moment, everyone knew that Yukimura had stopped Matsumoto Yuko at the door of class F, and wanted to talk to her alone.

As an influential figure in the school, Seiichi Yukimura's every move is followed by everyone.

It is no exaggeration to say that his statement almost represents the direction of everyone in the future - Ayanokouji's death is still under investigation, what is the purpose of his sudden and solemn request to talk to Matsumoto Yuko?

Could it be that this gentle and charming campus princess has another face after tearing off her mask?

Before the whispers of the students in his ears dissipated, Mizushima quickened his pace, trotted up the stairs, made another turn, and arrived in front of the music classroom.

Was it Yukimura's special request to come here?She didn't have time to think clearly, looking from a distance, the shadows from the classroom window were projected on the corridor, it was Yukimura and Matsumoto.

Mizushima moved lightly and quietly approached the door of the classroom.

"--is that so?"

It was Yukimura's voice.

His tone was still gentle and reserved, but at this moment, it gave people a completely different feeling-serious and cold.As long as he wanted to, when he showed the aura of the "Son of God" on the tennis court, the usual gentle appearance faded away like a mask, leaving only endless oppression.

It was the first time for Matsumoto Yuko to be questioned so directly and mercilessly by him, and then stared at by those sharp eyes, the perfect smile on his face finally couldn't hold back, and was on the verge of collapse.

"why treat me like this?"

She raised her hands to press her ears, frowned as if feeling pain, her face was pale, revealing the fragility of a lotus flower.The usually calm voice became weak because of the trembling.

After a while, Matsumoto said, "I thought you would always trust me, Jingshi."

"It's not a matter of trust or not." Yukimura said lightly, "I did believe you before, for the sake of our friendship—but what did you do?"

"I—" She took a step back, bit her lip, still holding on, "That's not what I wanted to do, Miye dared to tell me only after that... I really don't know what to do. You said I should How to do it? Song Xue won't believe me, if she knows, she will only go to you to complain, but I..."

"She won't." Yukimura interrupted her calmly.

Matsumoto raised his head in surprise and opened his eyes wide: "She obviously did that. In front of the entire tennis club and the support club, she accused me of ulterior motives and hypocrisy——Jingshi, haven't you seen it all?"

Yukimura couldn't help but sigh when recalling the chaos of a month ago.

He shook his head: "That was before."

"So, after you broke up, did you regret it again?" She was stunned for a while, then suddenly raised the corners of her lips, and smiled strangely, "You men are like this, you dismiss people who are determined, and wait until she gives up on you." , When you want to turn to someone else's embrace, you are attracted instead, what is this?"

Into someone else's arms?

What is this, are you talking about Songxue?

Mizushima Jing was outside the door showing a surprised expression, suddenly heard a dry cough, straightened up suddenly, turned around trembling, and saw the head of the ice emperor tennis department looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

Behind him was the tall and silent Birch, blocking the sun expressionlessly, casting shadows on them.

And the one she knew, Airi Kawahara, who had always been domineering by Matsumoto's side, stood there with a stiff face, as if she had been "invited" over, and Miya Kojo stood beside her, quietly holding her hand.

In the distance, there are still some familiar faces looking around.

Mizushima opened his mouth.

——What is this for?

At this time, Atobe was also criticizing Yukimura passionately in his heart.

What embarrassment did you say, isn't this a very engaging performance, and it also elicited Matsumoto's words-what "other people's arms"?What is this all about? Is there such a scene in Song Xueguang's script?Didn't she just say that she wanted to anger Matsumoto Yuko?

No.Obviously, they need to continue to let themselves go, bite the bullet and continue acting.

Thinking of this, Atobe couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled coldly at Mizushima.

"Can irrelevant personnel make way?"

"...We are all members of the support club." Mizushima looked at the two teammates quietly and said reluctantly.

"Then you can keep it," Atobe waved his hand impatiently, expressing that he didn't care, walked straight past her, and opened the door of the music classroom.

Inside the door, Matsumoto Yuko raised her head in amazement, her delicate face was lightly made up, and there were crystal tears in the corners of her eyes, precariously.She looked over Atobe, looked at Kawahara and the two, and suddenly fell down on the piano bench, covering her face.

"It's really not me..."

Yukimura stood aside indifferently, as if there was no friendship left, allowing her to sob with difficulty.

"Since you are here, let's talk about it together." His eyes slid across the faces of Yaya Kojo and Airi Kawahara in turn, and then casually glanced at Shizumi Mizushima behind.

"For example, who stole the key to the safe deposit box of the support club, and why Xiao Guang was framed, let's start with this matter."

……

When Renzu rushed to the scene with Matsuyuki who was not there, he heard Atobe sneer and said, "What's 'Xiaoguang', you call it so intimate, will others agree? What do you think you are now, and you are still qualified to pretend here? deep feeling?"

"..."

Songxue was stunned.

Renzu was also stunned, and the two looked at each other.

Why did they suddenly start acting up?