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Said it was a performance, Qingliu was just showing a face in it.

But even showing his face is a very important one. Qingliu, who usually doesn't even bother to leave the door because he has to change clothes, always has a surprising positiveness in this kind of thing.

When Subaru Asahina went out at [-] o'clock in the morning, he saw a faint light in Qingliu's room. When the brothers had breakfast and were ready to go out around [-] o'clock, Qingliu appeared in front of everyone step by step with difficulty.

"do not come--"

Qingliu screamed to stop Asahina from rushing over, "I tossed it for three hours, if it crashes, it's over!"

She was wearing the most orthodox twelve single clothes, with purple, red, and blue colors, painted with phoenixes, peonies, and chrysanthemums, and the bright colors complemented each other, making her look heavy and luxurious.

Probably because it was too heavy, the body couldn't move easily. Qingliu stood there in an orderly manner, had to straighten his back, and looked a bit elegant.

"Aren't you wearing a wig?" Ryuu Asahina's eyes fell on her hair.

"No."

Qingliu rolled up her sleeves. Her hair was just trimmed a few days ago. The length of her pure black hair is less than her shoulders, and her bangs hang down neatly. Although she looks pretty in daily life, it looks a bit awkward with this outfit. Childish.

"It's so heavy, I really don't have to walk when I wear it."

"What's the cosplay this time?" Azusa Asahina asked after carefully studying the patterns on her clothes for a while.

"It's Ji Jun of a country."

With lowered eyes, Qingliu showed a gentle and elegant smile, and slightly bowed: "Does it look like it?"

"Sister is super~ beautiful~" Mi cooperated with her starry eyes.

Dressed like this, it doesn't taste like the love breakfast made by You Jing. Qingliu wrinkled his face and drank a box of milk, and got into You Jing's car with the help of several brothers.

"So why on earth do you want to wear it at home first?" Asahina Tsubaki couldn't help complaining.

"Haven't you been to the comic show? Where will you have time to take care of this clothes?"

Qingliu snorted and closed the window.

Arriving at the place where the manga exhibition was held, Qingliu was dragged away by several girls wearing furisodes as soon as she got out of the car. While she was coping with the questions around her, she turned her head to look at Youjing with difficulty.

The blond young man leaned against the car door, raised his hand and pushed his glasses, and smiled faintly at her.

"Hey hey don't pull me—"

With a smile back, Qingliu turned around, complaining in her mouth, a group of people passed through the people who were still setting up the stalls, and turned into the preparation room at the back lively.

"Wait a minute, you just sit here and just show your face when the screen is pulled up." The screenwriter rolled up the script in his hand and dangled in the air with a smile, "Remember, the expression must be dignified and elegant, not A funny guy."

Qingliu stared at her with dead fish eyes expressionless.

Those members who are going to perform at noon, it is absolutely impossible to go out to buy books in the morning, especially Qingliu, who only shows a simple side but has the heaviest makeup. She can only cry and please those who come in to watch the fun The comic exhibition staff helped themselves to grab a few books and games.

Just sat here for a whole morning, taking pleasure in being tossed by the props and costumes of the performers around me, and finally when it was time for Qingliu to show up,

Putting on a thick wig, Qingliu almost staggered and fell when she stood up.

With the support of a few people laughing and laughing, they arrived at the prepared place and sat down in a dignified posture. Before the curtain was pulled up, there was still some time to quickly adjust the angle of the clothes to the best.

"When the screen is opened later, you will lift it up—" the editor hurriedly whispered as he retreated, "dignity, elegance, don't forget."

"understood."

Also responded in a low voice, Qingliu held a painting fan, lowered her eyebrows and eyes, and lowered her head slightly.

The background panels are assembled, and the specially selected curtain in front that blocks the best light has not been pulled up, and there is also a heavy screen, so the surrounding light is a bit dim.

When the surrounding suddenly brightened a degree, Qingliu took a light breath, thinking about the various peripherals of the book, game, and figure that he would buy after a while, in order not to be pulled out to do coolies by the angry screenwriter, he closed his eyes slightly , adjusted to the most noble look in his life, raised his head gracefully, and swept the audience around the audience lightly.

Audience.

watch...

……

Qingliu: ...

——What the hell is this place? ! ! ! !

On the huge stone altar, the priest held a wooden staff high in his hands. Under his astonished gaze, a girl in a gorgeous dress that had never been seen before appeared in a burst of white light slightly raised her head, revealing a delicate and somewhat false face. No matter how proud she looked, she couldn't hide her confused gaze, and met his eyes in a daze.

"King..." The priest's first reaction was to turn his head to look at the ruler of the country.

However, the young and handsome king sat motionless on the seat, as if he had seen something amazing, and his blood-colored eyes were full of interest.

And there was no intention of getting up at all.

And the girl who appeared suddenly seemed to have finally reacted, unfolded the utensils in her hands, closed her eyes slightly unbearably, and finally showed a bit of panic on her face.

this is a dream...

Closing her eyes and refusing to accept the facts, Qingliu covered her face with a fan, trying to hypnotize herself.

This must be a prank by the screenwriter, such as props and sets that I don’t know where to get, or a holographic projection or something.

...that's weird!

At first glance, this place is three or four times bigger than the small broken venue where the comic exhibition was held, you bastard!

Not knowing why he changed his place as soon as he lowered his head and raised his head—and it seemed to be a different era—Qingliu finally broke down, and looked at the old man with white hair and beard who was closest to him with tears streaming down his face. .

By the way, this is a priest, right?

This kind of scene, this kind of dress, and the stick in his hand (hey!), the most important thing is the temperament of this body. This is definitely a priest, right?

So you were summoned here?

Isn't this summoning ceremony a little too hasty?

And she didn't buy any expensive-looking but very cheap bracelets, necklaces, and rings, nor touched any cultural relics and antiques with cheap hands, and she didn't happily do some underground work that must never be mentioned... …

——She is just a dead house unless she has to stay at home all day, and staying up late to play games and read comics will also trigger the crossing flag. Hey!

"Excuse me..." Qingliu said tearfully, "What is this place?"

Although I don't know why I'm not surprised by such a thing at all, and I still have a faint desire to continue complaining, but anyway, it's better to find out where I am, right?Maybe it's just a change of place without a change of era?

Taking another look at the very simple attire on Mr. Priest's body, Qingliu begged without hope.

Then a trace of surprise flashed in the priest's eyes, and then he said a lot of words to Qingliu with an excited face.

Qingliu took it for granted... didn't understand at all.

qaq

——Where is there a time travel without a language translation system! ?Do you still want me to teach myself!

- What the hell!

Qingliu almost collapsed.

She repeated her question without any hope at all, and then saw the old man's face was full of confusion, and he muttered a bunch of unknown things.

"...Sorry, I don't understand." Qingliu covered her face and lowered her head in grief.

At this time, a hand was stretched out from nowhere, and it rubbed her head (wig) gently, with a soothing taste.

Suddenly enveloped by the breath of a stranger, Qingliu froze for a moment. She raised her head nervously, and met a pair of smiling amber eyes with a layer of mist in her eyes.

In the next second, she was blinded by the pink up that rushed towards her face, and she couldn't see anything.

Wait, why did this thing appear again? ? ?

Obviously, the screenwriter and the others didn't show up on them, did they? ? ?

Trying hard not to let her gaze dodge, Qingliu firmly looked at the person in front of her in the jumping pink eyes, and stood up with the help of the other party's hand submerged in the pink, and waited patiently until the pink up was only left A few of them were still jumping around the opponent's head, and when they could see what they looked like, they thought they were secretly looking at each other for a few seconds.

A very beautiful long green hair, soft like grass that just grew in spring, a face so beautiful and elegant that it is almost impossible to tell the gender, those amber eyes looked at Qingliu with a smile, wrapped in a white robe The body seems to be very thin, but it always feels like someone who is not just as weak as he looks.

this person……

Dazed for a moment, Qingliu and the other party looked at each other for a moment, with a certainty that even he didn't understand why, he looked over the other party's shoulders and looked behind him.

As if sure there must be someone there.

Sure enough, she met a pair of crimson eyes, which were filled with intense interest, as well as a publicity and arrogance that could not be ignored no matter what.

This person is...

The name seemed to be on his lips, Qingliu frowned, and while looking at the handsome blond boy, he tried very hard to think of the name he should remember, but no matter what, the memory in his mind was like It is separated by a thin but indestructible membrane, which cannot be clearly understood.

After looking at each other for a long time, Qingliu saw a few pink ups briskly popping out beside the blond boy's head.

Then the long-haired boy standing beside her seemed to have received some unspoken instructions, said something with a smile, then hugged Qingliu with a happy face, and jumped off the altar in a few steps.

Qingliu: Meow meow? ? ?