Rina Sen, she has too much money to spend [Comprehensive]

On the bustling street, a black private car sped past, the window was half open, and the wind was blowing into it.The driver who was driving reminded: "Miss, we will speed up next time, please close the windows first."

"Okay." Hina Senya Meng closed the car window and looked sideways at Sawada Tsunayoshi beside him.

He has no intention of calming down yet.

Thinking of the billboard he saw just now, Hina Senya Meng said in order to divert his attention: "Speaking of which, Xingming Gebei's concert will start in two days."

"Ah."

Tsunayoshi Sawada replied with a flat voice.

It's just to see an art exhibition, why are you so nervous?

The atmosphere in the car suddenly fell silent, and Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that it would not be good to continue to be silent, so he took up the topic with a trembling voice: "Does Yameng like Xingmingge?"

"Like it."

She answered very decisively, it's hard not to like the famous song of the stars, right?

Even if she doesn't pay much attention to idols, she will hear news about Xingming Gebei more or less.After seeing her, her affection increased greatly, especially after hearing what her father said about her.

For Hina Senya Meng, Xingming Gebei is a very special person.

Sawada Tsunayoshi relaxed, he looked at the person beside him unexpectedly.Because of the trip, the two of them no longer wore school uniforms, but private clothes.Before that, he hadn't seen Naisenya Meng in private clothes.How should I put it, it's very pretty, and it suits her.

The tailor-made clothing shows her strengths very well, and she is cuter than most popular idols.

How should I put it...wouldn't there be a kind of thinking that I'm already this cute anyway, and liking idols who are not as cute as me, or almost cuter, doesn't make sense?Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that he might be too narrow-minded.

His fingers were tangled together helplessly, and he looked away: "That's it."

"Does Nayameng want to go to Xingming Gebai's concert?" It will start in two days, and tickets will be difficult to buy, right?Sawada Tsunayoshi counted his remaining pocket money.

Elementary school students from ordinary families don’t have much pocket money, so even if they don’t mention whether they can buy it, he finds that he still can’t afford it.

I can't go to the concert with Hina Senya Meng... I'm a little frustrated.However, he looked up at the direction the car was driving, and felt satisfied that it would be great to go to the art exhibition together!

Go to the art exhibition alone with Rina Senya Meng.

Today, he must have been favored by the god of luck!

Hina Senya Meng was taken aback, and asked, "Are you going?" Many people in the class are fans of Hoshina Gebei, and maybe Sawada Tsunayoshi is too.

In that case, when she gets home, ask her father if he still has tickets for the concert.

"No, I don't need it!" Sawada Tsunayoshi waved his hands in a panic and quickly refused.Luck can't be used up in one go!To consider for the future!He persisted stubbornly.

Naisenya Meng didn't force it, but started to read the materials of the exhibition.

This art exhibition was near the Holy Night Academy. Speaking of which, she planned to transfer to this school at first.Later, due to various reasons, I chose the current school.

There was also an introduction about the Holy Night Academy in the exhibition, she looked at it carefully: "Does Ah Gang know about the Holy Night Academy?"

What answered her was Sawada Tsunayoshi's confused eyes, he didn't understand very well.

After all, Shengye Primary School is so far away from his home... It's even next door.Thinking of this, Tsunayoshi Sawada became timid again. This was the first time he was so far away from home without the company of his parents/teachers.

"They're still a school day and hopefully they won't disturb our students."

After closing the booklet, Naisenya Meng was a little worried.Xiaolan seemed to be very interested in this academy, and kept staring at the cover of the booklet.

Behind the painting exhibition site above, there is also the appearance of Holy Night Academy.

This abnormal behavior made Hina Senya Meng a little concerned, and secretly asked when Sawada Tsunayoshi was running away: "What's wrong?"

Xiaolan also lowered the volume in cooperation: "I always feel that this school will be very important for protecting my sweetheart."

Eh?Hina Senya Meng blinked and looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi quietly, but he didn't notice.But she didn't continue talking, but wondered curiously... What does Holy Night Academy have to do with Guardian Sweetheart?

After a while, she chuckled, well, even if there is a relationship, she will not transfer to another school.

Because of the current school, I already have many friends.She looked at Xiaolan and thought of the other two guardian eggs.

Spades and clubs have not moved yet.Lying quietly in the bag, motionless, only the warmth reminded her that the guardian egg is alive.

If Holy Night Academy really has anything to do with Guardian Sweetheart, go ask about it.

After making a decision, we almost arrived at the art exhibition.

The art exhibitions are all the same, and the difference is nothing but the paintings exhibited by the painters.Hina Senya Meng looked at the words on the wall in distress, and seemed to have a high evaluation, but she couldn't understand it.

Sawada Tsunayoshi also seemed to understand, and Hina Senya Meng passed by one painting after another.

Finally, inside the art exhibition, I couldn't find the way out.

"..."

"...Speaking of which, I used to think about whether I want to be a painter or not." Anyway, he couldn't find his way, and Naisenya Meng was not in a hurry. He walked slowly and started chatting.

"A painter? I always think that Yameng is very suitable."

He looked at Nai Senyameng and thought sincerely.She is well-bred, with a gentle and elegant temperament. Tsunayoshi Sawada doesn't know how to describe it for the time being, but she can only think of the TV series she watched a few days ago.

Like a literary girl... Either hold a book and concentrate on reading, or hold a paintbrush and play on the drawing paper to the fullest.I couldn't help but put the image of an actress on Hina Senya Meng, and I felt that it was very suitable.She must be very cute in a long skirt.

There is a warm smile in the eyes, and the wind is calm. Staying with her will be very comfortable and relaxing.

Similar to the afternoon sun, it makes people drowsy, similar to an afternoon teahouse, the melodious music makes people feel refreshed.

Just fantasizing made his cheeks burn, and he didn't dare to look directly into the other person's eyes, worried that such a little bit of charming thoughts would be completely exposed, and he would be disgusted by her.

"Really?" Hina Senya Meng didn't quite understand where Tsunayoshi Sawada came to her conclusion, she explained, "It was when I was a child, my father always liked to pamper me, and when I doodled, he still Praise me for painting well, I will definitely be a painter in the future. I can't help but take it seriously..."

"As a result... when I grew up a little bit, I realized that my paintings were a mess, and I was even more confused about those famous paintings."

"It's just a kid's joke, becoming a painter or something..."

She smiled: "I'm sorry for saying these things. Let's look at the art exhibition again. I remember that some painters will be there..."

"A dream."

Sawada Tsunayoshi interrupted her, and after she turned around, she hesitated for a moment, but continued: "Has Yameng completely given up the idea of ​​being a painter now?"

"..."

The spades in the bag moved slightly, but she didn't notice, but looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi quietly.Had she given up on the idea of ​​being a painter altogether now?

who knows...

She only knew that she remembered the scene when she was a child very clearly.

Her father was busy with work at the beginning and rarely came back. As a young child, she could only read and write, and could only pass the time with a pen. Her graffiti was everywhere. After her father came back, she was even worried about being scolded.

Standing cautiously in the corner, looking at his father timidly.

After he lifted himself up and said with a smile in his eyes: "Yameng's paintings are really good, she will definitely become a painter in the future." After that, her heart moved slightly.

Speaking of which, this idea was really naive. At that time, she was thinking, after becoming a painter, would her father continue to praise herself?Will he make time to look at himself more?

This thought was so long that she had almost forgotten it, and now that she thought about it, it was still a little strange.

Later, I found that I had no talent for painting, and my father started to accompany the family as much as possible, and my wish to become a painter gradually ran aground.Nina Senya Meng suddenly thought, she has seen many art exhibitions, why did she keep watching it at the beginning, and why did she become repelled later?

To Tsunayoshi Sawada's question, Hina Senyameng answered seriously: "I am very happy to see the art exhibition with Tsuna."

With a bang, I forgot my question, and my face flushed red.Sawada Tsunayoshi faltered: "I...I am also...very...happy."

Give up the idea of ​​being a painter, Naisenya dreamed, if you can become a painter, that would be the best.

The temperature of the spades in the bag was gradually rising, and Xiaolan felt something, and was about to remind her, when there was a movement not far away, they were attracted and started to rush there.

It turned out that the painter had finally arrived.

The organizer held the microphone: "Thank you for coming to this art exhibition. We also invited several painters to paint on the spot. If you are interested, you can watch it, but please don't make noise."

The crowd is surging, and it seems that many people are very interested in this live painting.

Hina Senya Meng looked at the stage intently, and Sawada Tsunayoshi next to him noticed this and showed a relieved smile.

Sure enough...it was still the dream of Nai Senya, who never gave up on what she insisted on, and was extremely serious.That's why he likes her so much.

Serious and excellent, like a small island lighthouse at night, illuminating his direction.

Makes one want to work hard with her.

"Those who buy more than three paintings at the exhibition will have the opportunity to ask the artist to draw a portrait for you." The organizer was still talking, and in the next second, Rina Senyameng raised her hand.

There were a lot of adults standing in front of her, afraid of being blocked, she stood on tiptoe with great effort.

Seeing this scene, the people next to him smiled kindly and made way for this cute little girl.Undoubtedly, Naisenya's dream was seen by the organizer, and he invited: "I invite that little girl to come on stage."

"Let's go, A Gang!"

"..." What to go?

Sawada Tsunayoshi reminded: "Ameng, he said he would buy more than three paintings..."

Rina Senya Meng meditated on the spot, and said to the organizer very seriously: "Wait for me, I will be right back!"

Could it be... to buy three paintings right away?Sawada Tsunayoshi followed behind in shock, even knowing some of her little secrets, he was a little secretly happy, the subsequent shock was too great!

He paid attention to the price just now, any painting is worth hundreds of thousands of yen!

"Yumu, calm down!" Although the poor Tsunayoshi Sawada knew that Hina Senya Meng was rich, he subconsciously thought that even if he was rich, he was just like him, just a primary school student.

How much money can a primary school student have?

Nina Senya Meng bought six paintings very calmly... Wait, six paintings?

"It's rare to have this opportunity. It will be more meaningful to paint two portraits back home?" Naisenya Meng, who paid the money, smiled happily.

She actually paid for six paintings!Tsunayoshi Sawada, who couldn't figure out how much yen he wanted, froze in place.

"I... don't need it."

"This is a souvenir for Ah Gang!"

This commemoration is too expensive and it will be unforgettable in this lifetime...

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