[Comprehensive] Is the heroine still pretending to be good today?

Akutagawa Hotaru rolled her eyes at Atobe speechlessly, she put her hips on her hips and complained to Mr. Atobe who was sitting on the sofa: "Yes, yes, you, Mr. Atobe, are the most gorgeous in the whole world."

As soon as the words were finished, she made a playful face at Atobe, turned around, followed the maid lady and quickly slipped away with oil on her feet.

Atobe stared at the back of the girl who was running away quickly, and the little flame that hadn't been lit in his heart was extinguished by a basin of cold water in the next second.He shook his head helplessly, and the corners of his mouth curled into an invisible arc.

……

About two hours later, Atobe raised his eyes, and saw the graceful figure of Akutagawa Hotaru appearing in his line of sight.

She was wearing a creamy white off-the-shoulder dress, her delicate collarbone looming, and the girl's slender waist was pinched barely enough by the soft silk belt.Under the skillful hands of the maid, the long light brown hair was tied into a retro and gorgeous style, leaving only a few strands of fine hair hanging down the side of the face, adding a bit of playfulness.

Akutagawa Hotaru walked up to Atobe and turned around, she raised her eyebrows, "How are you doing now?" Her eyebrows and eyes were full of cuteness.

Atobe stood up, even though she was wearing high heels, the boy's tall figure still enveloped her, giving her a sense of oppression.

Akutagawa Hotaru involuntarily took a small step back and raised her head.

Atobe stretched out his hand to brush away the scattered hair, he lowered his eyes and looked at Akutagawa Hotaru, and raised his voice, "I can barely read it."

Akutagawa Hotaru puffed up her face and pointed at him with her index finger, "You! Can't you praise me!"

Atobe looked down at her frizzy appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

Seeing this, Akutagawa Hotaru became even more unhappy.

"Hey, Atobe. Stop teasing Hotaru." Jiro said lazily.He put down the biscuit in his hand and stared at Atobe, a sharp light that did not match his usual flashed in his dark brown pupils.

After hearing this, Atobe shrugged his shoulders, tapped Akutagawa Hotaru's forehead with his fingers, lowered his head and said softly in her ear, "I lied to you just now."

"Besides, do you think my uncle's vision will be wrong?" He paused, and resumed his usual tone of narcissistic young master, "Today, you are completely worthy of me."

Akutagawa Hotaru pushed the boy's head away without thinking. She tilted her head and complained, "Atobe, your breath makes my neck so uncomfortable."

Atobe endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and slammed her with a violent shudder.

Hearing his sister's incomprehensible words, Ci Lang laughed so hard that the biscuits in his hand fell off.He didn't bother to pick it up, and said narrowly to Atobe: "There is no one else here, what are you whispering to Xiaoying, Atobe?"

Akutagawa Hotaru covered her head that hurt from being knocked, and sat next to her brother. She gave Atobe an angry look, and said emphatically, "He said that I am dressed so beautifully now that I almost blinded him." Eye."

"Why don't you say that my uncle has fallen in love with you out of control since then?" Atobe sat beside them, with his hands folded on his chest, with a little smile on his face.

Akutagawa Hotaru hesitated for a moment, imagined the image of Atobe falling in love with someone, and she quickly replied: "Then I don't want it."

"In case, your mother finds me and dumps me a credit card to let me leave you." Akutagawa Hotaru continued to think, "Then I will definitely accept it, and then use this card to support others..."

For example, Mr. Chuya.

Atobe was speechless, he cleared his throat, and brought back the girl's mind about flying out of the sky.

"Have you read too many vulgar romance novels?" He lowered his voice and asked back, "And you think this uncle will fall in love with you?"

Akutagawa Hotaru interrupted him first, and said with a grin: "Even if you like it, I won't like you. The one on the left is not gorgeous, and the one on the right is not gorgeous. I really don't know what Master Atobe will fall in love with in the end." Such a fairy. Wait, Atobe, you're not going to get married in the end, are you?"

Atobe smiled, leaned back on the sofa, and said to her confidently and flamboyantly: "I don't need a marriage."

……

Night fell quickly.

Zhong also sat on the top floor of the Mafia building in the port, and the windbreaker behind him was blown by the cool breeze.The bright moon in the sky seems to be within reach, and there are not many stars tonight.He lowered his head and looked down at the colorful and brilliant night scene with cold eyes. Human nature seemed to be withdrawn from his body, leaving only the alienation high above.

The crisp news sounded, and Zhongya turned on the phone, and his divinity was instantly subdued, as if a noble god had landed in the world, tainted with a faint smell of fireworks.

"Mr. Chuya, my performance is about to start, you... have you turned on the live broadcast?" He clicked on the voice, and the girl's voice was obviously nervous.

"It's opened." Zhong also replied.

After speaking, he clicked on the live broadcast link of Ice Emperor Academy.The dynamic and energetic song and dance had just ended, and a few sparse bullet screens were drawn on the live broadcast, which were congratulations from the graduating students.

Afterwards, a few short words from the hostess instantly stirred up the atmosphere of the audience below, and there were a few excited screams from the girls in the auditorium.

There are even more barrage in the live broadcast.

"Let's go." Atobe snapped his fingers, straightened his silver-gray tie, and said calmly.

Akutagawa Hotaru took his arm and said in a low voice, "Let's work hard together."

Atobe patted her on the head, raised her chin proudly, "Don't worry, I have everything."

Zhong also stared at the handsome young man who appeared in the live broadcast. He was wearing a white suit, which complemented the dress of the girl beside him.They looked at each other and smiled, the young man snapped his fingers, and the noisy auditorium fell silent in an instant.They stood in the center of the stage, and all the light gathered on them, like the sun and the moon, one was burning hot, the other was soft and clear.

"Wow, it looks so good." Dazai suddenly appeared on the top floor, and he moved to Chuya's side and exclaimed.

Chuu also took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket quite agitatedly, glanced at Dazai, lit one and took a deep breath, the nicotine in the tobacco made him calm down slowly.

"Why are you here?" Chuya asked, with a stern expression on his face, "Is the boss looking for me?"

Dazai jumped lightly and sat down not far from him. This was probably one of the rare times they didn't fight.

"No." Dazai looked down and chuckled, "I came here to see if I could commit suicide here. As a result, I saw a slug, heh."

Zhong also turned dark, and he raised his voice, "You can commit suicide now, I won't save you. Bastard Qingmao."

"Oh, I don't want to commit suicide when I see you looking like you're about to fall out of love." Dazai replied briskly, he raised his eyes and looked at Nakaya, the pupils were extremely empty dark brown, "You What are you going to do? Hide her and imprison her in a corner that only you can see?"

Zhong also crushed the cigarette between his fingers, flicked the ashes on his fingertips, and said in disgust: "I really want to, but I won't do it."

"Why?" The smile on Dazai's face disappeared, and he pulled the corner of his mouth coldly, "Why does your heart hurt?"

Zhong Ye clicked his tongue heavily, turned his face sideways, and pursed his lips tightly, "Yes, I don't want to part with it."

Without saying a word, Dazai took out his mobile phone, clicked on Twitter, and found the live link.

A dense barrage of bullets poured out, covering the faces of Akutagawa Hotaru and Atobe.Dazai picked out a few with great interest and read: "Atobe sama is so handsome! Who is the young lady who played with him, it's so amazing."

"Good match, handsome man and beautiful woman, are they together???"

"It must be together!! Look at the eyes between Atobe-kun and Miss Sister before, it's so sweet!"

With a gloomy face, Chuya interrupted coldly: "Shut up, Dazai."

Dazai raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help teasing him: "Is Chuuya jealous? Let me tell you, Chuuya, don't take the initiative, and be careful that the little cutie will be snatched away by others."

A sharp light flashed across Nakaya's blue eyes, and he stood up expressionlessly, "I don't need your reminder." After finishing speaking, he left.

Dazai was humming a song, not annoyed by Chuya's bad temper, and watched Chuya's back with a smile.

……

When Akutagawa Hotaru and Atobe were still playing, a screenshot of the two of them quietly appeared on Twitter and caused a large-scale discussion.

"Peach Soda: Little brothers and sisters at our school celebration, licking/licking the screen (/ω＼)"

In less than a minute, this tweet was on the top of the trending search.

Netizens with maximal hands-on ability quickly followed the clues to find the live broadcast room of the Ice Emperor Academy's school celebration. A large group of netizens poured in, and their performance was just coming to an end.

The Bingdi graduate students in the live broadcast room watched blankly as the number of people rose like a tide, one thousand, two thousand, and soon broke through the tens of thousands.

"I want to know all the information about these two little brothers and sisters within 5 seconds."

"+1"

"+1001"

At the beginning of a barrage, all the barrages were quickly brushed up together.

After a while, someone in the live broadcast began to introduce Atobe, "The one who plays the piano is Atobe-kun, the Atobe zaibatsu you think of, one of Japan's three major chaebols. He is also from the junior high school of Hyotei Academy Student Council President and Head of the Tennis Club."

"Wow! What about Miss Sister?"

"He's a classmate of Atobe-kun. I heard that he became the manager of the tennis club right after he transferred to another school. He has a close relationship with Atobe-kun."

"The domineering young master X Ruan Meng transferred to another school, you have a sense of CP."

"I seem to have eaten Kazuki's lemon. The handsome little brother is with the beautiful young lady."

……

Atobe stopped, stood up, and bumped fists with Akutagawa Hotaru tacitly.When they finished playing, Huadi came up from the stage holding a bouquet of red roses in full bloom.Atobe took the flower and stuffed it into Akutagawa Hotaru's arms.In the girl's blank eyes, he explained in a gentle voice: "You are the protagonist this time."

Accompanied by the applause of the audience, he picked up Hotaru Akutagawa's violin bag, and then the two walked off the stage side by side.

As soon as they entered the lounge, Jiro and Xiangri took the lead and surrounded Akutagawa Hotaru.

"Xiaoying, your performance just now was really good!" Cilang got tired of his sister and dragged his voice, "Are you tired? I'm here to help you get the flowers."

As soon as he finished speaking, he decisively took the bouquet of red roses from the girl's arms, and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Where are we going to have dinner together?" Xiang Ri asked energetically.

Akutagawa Hotaru shifted her gaze to him in confusion, "Are we going to have dinner together?"

"Of course." Xiang Ri patted her on the shoulder and said incredulously, "Atobe, where are we going?"

Atobe tapped the tear mole under his eyes, thought for a moment, "What do you want to eat?"

“Sushi!”

"Fried food!"

Xiang Ri and Ci Lang held their own opinions, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, neither letting the other go.Akutagawa Hotaru was caught between the two, at a loss.

The next second, the crisp ringtone of the mobile phone broke the deadlock. Hotaru Akutagawa breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the mobile phone and tried to leave the two cockfighting boys.

She unlocked it, and it was Mr. Chuya calling.

Hotaru Akutagawa answered the phone without thinking, and called out sweetly under the curious eyes of the candidates: "Mr. Chuya!"

The author has something to say: ooc belongs to me.

This chapter is a bit stuck, and it’s been almost a day since I wrote it.How did the Mid-Autumn Festival go by so quickly? Tomorrow, I will start soaking in the laboratory again. I am very happy.By the way, I forgot to tell you before, happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone.Have you ever eaten moon cakes?Stupid Gu Gu Gu has not eaten moon cakes this year, and I especially want to eat moon cakes filled with egg yolk.

I want to ask for a wave of comments and collections, for the love of the little angels.Comparing my heart (/ω＼)

Dazai: Chuya, if you don't act quickly, your little cutie will be snatched away! ! !

Zhong also raised his chin, and raised the corners of his mouth in disdain: Which hot chicken wants to be an enemy of gravity!

Atobe: I am your girlfriend who knows her father.

He also left Dazai's sight in the seriously unreliable small theater, opened the live broadcast room again, and wrote down those bullet screens in his notebook unhappy.After finishing memorizing it all night, his eyes were bruised and irritated, and he slammed down the desk in the office.

After a long, long time, Nakaya and Xiaoying finally lived together.Xiaoying inadvertently found this book, in which the young man refuted those barrages sentence by sentence with flamboyant words.

"They are a good match!"

Go away, you don't deserve it at all!

"Looking at them smiling at each other, I felt like I had eaten a bowl of dog food."

You like dog food so much, I'll buy it and stuff it in your mouth to see if you eat it.

"I hope little brother and little sister can really be together?"

That kid on the stage is mine, you heard me clearly, her whole body is mine!

……

In the rage, he also shreds CP fans online.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]: Mr. Gong is my God 1 bottle; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!