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The activity of dubbing the skit has been rehearsed for three days in a hurry. The schedule of the regional qualifiers of the Metropolitan Conference has also revealed the list of opponents as the schedule approaches. The activities of the tennis club have also begun to become serious. I do basic exercises with the girls, and in the afternoon, I go to the boys to assist with some of their training programs.

In fact, it is regarded as a human-shaped ball machine, right?

To say that she is idle anyway, why not come to the boys to have some fun, so one day during training, she accidentally let go and sent a ball of nearly 300km/h, which shocked a group of people.

Kikumaru looked at the ball that hit the wall directly out of bounds and made a deep dent, holding his chin that was about to fall with difficulty, "If you get hit by that kind of ball... you will die, right?"

A group of blue and white suits silently looked at the slender body that seemed to fall down when the wind blows, and clicked several times. The freak girl, the king of brute force, is terrifying. Where did this terrifying strength and speed come from?

"One day I will hit that kind of ball back!" Taocheng looked at Yushi with a little embarrassment as she was thrown into a deep hole by her, and he waved his fist firmly with his face written all over his face.

"Hiss...idiot." Where Taocheng spoke, there would be a deep voice that would contradict him.

"It's still far away!" Before Taocheng roared back, another tugging voice sounded from a low place, adding fuel to the fire invisible. People, "I'll beat her someday."

"Tezuka, what do you think?" Fuji stood beside him with a smile, looking at the person with the same expression.

Looking back from the deep ball pit, Tezuka said coldly: "Destroy the court and run 20 laps."

As a result, at the end of the day's work, Yu Shi Huang strolled around the field, ran 1 laps at a constant speed of one lap per minute, and said goodbye to others with a smile like a normal person, then went back to the locker room to pack her things.

Gan pushed his glasses, "According to the collected information, this Ninzu seems to be particularly good at running. I heard that she only wrote running as a specialty in the club application form."

How suitable for the specialty of the Seigaku Tennis Club...

A week passed quickly, because the short drama performances were scheduled for the afternoon club activities, and most of the main candidates in the tennis club were third-year students, so considering so many absences, Coach Ryuzaki waved his hand and announced the afternoon session Training canceled.

Walking into the overcrowded auditorium, small voices rushed to the face. The so-called dubbing skits are actually the practice of welcoming new students in the first month of each year for the third-year students of Qingxue. caught up.

The foyer of the auditorium is not small, but the aisle for seating is a bit narrow. There are students coming and going everywhere, as well as various actors wearing exaggerated costumes, kimonos, western clothes, and a huge animal head. , the already crowded trail was even more crowded by those open clothes.

Yushi carefully avoids the oncoming people, with black wings on her back, a fan in her hand, wearing a classic kimono and stepping on clogs, and the short play in the class is about monsters?Looking around curiously, the third-year students were of course sitting in the same area, so when she looked at it this way, there were strange clothes everywhere.

Looking at the person who was about to walk to the door carefully protecting the two props on his back and leaving the central auditorium with wings sideways, Yushi couldn't help but think of crabs.

"Ahhh, my watermelon!!!" An exclamation was heard amidst the crowd, and there was commotion on the steps extending down the aisle. After driving away, the scene of war and chaos swept behind Youshi like a wave.

The golden eyes in purple blinked, and she was about to turn over and jump to avoid the domino-like disaster, when someone behind her pulled her and forced her into the side path, and she groaned again, and moved back. His footsteps overlapped to one place, and a light breath swept over his shoulder at the same time.

"Student Ninzu, it was very dangerous just now." A narrowed smile was next to her side face, and Fuji held her shoulders with both hands to make room for her to land, but it was very small, so small that her head was a little It can rub against his nose with a single movement.

Youshi's figure staggered back a little, her raised eyes just met that warm expression, she blinked slightly, and put away her astonishment, "...Sorry, I stepped on your foot." The heat made her a little unaccustomed, and she struggled a little.

"It's okay." Seeing Yushi's uneasiness, she let go of her hand with a smile, and looked up the steps. A boy in Indian clothes was looking at the chaos he created with panic, but it was just for performance. A watermelon I bought fell to the ground and was stepped on by others because of too many people. Immediately, someone slipped on the soles of their feet and fell. Of course, a series of chain reactions were triggered in the crowded crowd.

"This auditorium is a bit small." Yushi stood up straight and commented sincerely. If it was placed on the steps of the auditorium that is spacious enough to drive a sports car in Bingdi, this kind of thing would not happen, but thanks to the large number of people No matter how much it falls, someone will hold it up, otherwise something may happen.

The security teacher rushed over quickly, first scolded them, then directed the staff to clean up the mess, and finally stood at the corner of the door and stared at the situation here.

Kikumaru jumped to his position like a live fish, and waved to the people here, "Hey, Fuji, sister Ninzu, this way!"

Fuji smiled and nodded to his friend, "Eiji is waiting for us, let's go."

"Yeah." Yushi walked through the crowd carefully, and followed him to the seat assigned to class six of the third year. A pair of dark purple eyes stared at the thin figure in front of her for a while, and she didn't know what she was thinking about with her shaking pupils.

Kikumaru was holding a note full of lines in his hand. Seeing Yushi approaching, he immediately pulled her aside and muttered. During this time, he seized every opportunity to hug Yushi's thigh tightly. After all, today's performance will Deciding whether he wants to take the English make-up exam, it's not good to be careful.

Looking at the two heads that were brought together again, Fuji smiled slightly.

The lottery drawn by the sixth class of the third year was the third one, which was not a good order from the viewing point of view. The first class was still performing on stage, and before Yushi and Kikumaru had finished their lines a few times, someone called them to go Waiting in line at the backcourt, another group of people huffed and left. Kikumaru immediately became anxious like an ant in a hot pot. He had never seen him so nervous on the court.

"It's over meow, I completely forgot meow..."

"Eiji, it's okay, it's just dubbing, you don't need to memorize the lines, you just have to read it to your face." Wearing the Cheshire cat headgear, Fuji freed his hand to smooth the cat's fur that was about to explode.

"Miss Ninzu, you must save me when the time comes!" Kikumaru grabbed Yushi's sleeve tightly, as if she was a life-saving straw.

save?How to save?Read it for him?Although the dubbing staff does not need to be on stage, her voice is quite different from that of Kikumaru... Yushi withdrew her hand without a trace, and while following the crowd to the backstage, said calmly: "Kikumaru, I think as long as you go smoothly After reading the lines, the English teacher won't embarrass you too much even if the tone is a little flatter."

For this classmate who seemed very easy to get along with, she was really helpless.

When it was time to prepare backstage, the second class just came on stage, and the three-year class that had already finished the performance was withdrawn. The narrow backstage passage was suddenly crowded. Yushi carefully avoided the crowd and put herself in a safe and able place. in an environment of reasonable response.

All the performers on stage wore costumes with limited mobility. In a typical European and American style, a group of boys wearing traditional Japanese samurai uniforms walked down with their heads held high.

"My God... so handsome..." The woman's exclamation spread like a wave.

Yushi raised her head, the haori on the light blue Yamagata cuffs, and flipped some familiar fragments in her memory. She didn't find a name from her mind until a boy wearing the same clothes appeared in her field of vision carrying a banner with the word "honesty". Come on, Shinsengumi?

Classes every three years... I remember it seems to be the class where the ministers are.

He was talking about the ministers, not only Yushi's minister Fujino Shizuka, but also the boy's minister, Tezuka Kunimitsu.

He turned his head and glanced at the person who maintained the same cold air for thousands of years in front of the team. He had a unique temperament and meticulous rigor. Although he was wearing some rough costumes, it gave people a feeling of walking out of the painting, "... ... Hijikata Toshisan?"

The deputy chief of the ghost, a very suitable position.

"It looks very good, Tezuka is also enjoying it, what do you think, Shinozu-san?" A layer of warm wind gently brushed against the ears, the gentle voice did not have that kind of seductive magnetism, but it was like a pair of invisible With his hand, he moved the calm pool water unhurriedly.

Yushi curled her lips, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a bit deep, "It's really suitable, but I would like to know who is the director of the Shinsengumi if someone like Minister Tezuka plays the role of deputy chief."

As if to reflect Yushi's words, a figure dressed differently came into view. The wide feathers were draped on the shoulders that were not broad. The 1.7-meter-five figure was much thinner than a boy of the same height. Little, but abruptly walked out of the feeling of a big horse golden knife.The appearance of this figure in the crowd caused quite a commotion. She squeezed in front of Tezuka and the others in three or two steps, and waved her hands in a dignified manner, looking like a boss of the underworld, "What are you doing, hurry up and follow me!" superior!"

Yu Shi supported her forehead, turned her head and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, is this a reverse play?

After the three-year class withdrew, the crowded backcourt was still full of people, the heavy curtain was thrown back and forth, and the air was very dull. Yushi lowered her head and simply ignored no one, while Kikumaru was still beside her, constantly chanting, Bu Er maintained a constant smile and narrowed his eyes to look at the crowd around him, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

"Ninzuzu? Where is Ninzuzu?" I heard the cry of the literary and art committee member in a trance.

Yu Shi raised her hand, and someone walked towards her immediately, "Uh... what's wrong?"

"Ozawa, who was in charge of Alice, fell and sprained his foot. The situation is not good." The expression of the literary and art committee member is ugly. Alice is the protagonist, but her actor has a temporary problem. Can find someone to replace.

Injured foot?It was only then that Yushi remembered that when she entered the auditorium just now, because of the disaster caused by the accidentally rolled watermelon, the one who fell was from Class [-]? "This... is really not good. Is she seriously injured? Do you need someone to replace her?"

"Ozawa is still in the infirmary. We need someone to replace her...but this is the person who will replace her..." The literary and art committee did not hide the uneasiness, and kept looking at Yushi, even with Begged a little.

"Um...you mean, me?" Youshi is not stupid, and this meaning can still be seen.

"Ninzu-san was originally the voice of Alice. During the rehearsals these days, you are the only one who is familiar with Alice's part besides Ozawa-san. If you want to find an actor temporarily, Ninzu-san should perform better than others."

"Fuer is right, we discussed it and that's what we mean, can you see if it's okay?" The literary and art committee member nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and looked at Yushi eagerly.

Yu Shi looked helplessly at Bu Er who suddenly interrupted, the crescent moon covered the blue sparkle in his eyes, this guy... I'll find him later!She sighed and nodded, "Yes, but this dubbing..."

His face was full of embarrassment again.

"Give me a headset when I'm on stage." Yushi no longer expected anything, she glared at Bu Er with a bright smile, showing a bit of sadness, and followed the person in charge of the props group resignedly to change Clothing up.

Youshi went there for a long time, changing clothes and putting on makeup. The second class came back when the host had finished the performance. At this time, the fourth class was already preparing in the backcourt. Crowded scene.

Holding the long skirt in one hand and the wig on top of her head in the other, she walked as fast as she could into the crowd of Class [-]. She suddenly wanted to follow the example of Atobe's donation to the school and renovate this small auditorium. For a moment, such a narrow place is too daunting, and the Ninzuzu family can afford it.

After finally squeezing to the side of class six, the art committee member waved to her at the entrance, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Sighing, Yushi resigned to her fate and continued to squeeze through the crowd. The clothes rented by the class for the performance were already a bit messy, and even left a few dirty footprints. Her expression was a little unnatural, but she still looked at The others laughed, "Where's the headset?"

"Here, here." The literary and art committee member immediately handed the small microphone to her, "It was a great help, Renzu, thank you."

"You're welcome." Yushi pursed her lips.

The string of words was over, the host came off the stage, and the stage lights dimmed. The students in the props group quickly moved some scene decorations on the stage. When the lights turned on again, she was already sitting in the middle of the stage holding a book Under a fake tree.

The warm yellow light sprinkled from the top of the head, penetrated the fine dust in the air, and fell on the crystal clear skin without any hindrance. The delicate facial features did not need to be modified, and the lake blue skirt spread everywhere was like flowing water. Gorgeous, bright, like a banished fairy, the lazy and casual sitting posture not only reveals a good aristocratic cultivation, but also hardly conceals a bit of immature innocence.

Eyelashes fluttered slightly, a little uncomfortable with the strong light above her head. Yushi sighed secretly, thinking that the dubbing would be done easily, but in the end...while performing according to the plot, she said the familiar lines, "Wow! What 'sthat? Wha'sthat? Arabbitwithawatch? It'snice!"

She has a bright smile, and she is as curious and innocent as a nine-year-old girl. She follows the scene with small steps, and is attracted by the constant occurrence of novel events. The swaying skirt is like a flapping butterfly wing. Blue skirt, the elf in fairy tales has come into reality vividly from the paper, whether it is on or off the court, everyone is a little dazed.