[Comprehensive] Disaster caused by SMS confession

Kitagawara once believed that his friendship boat would go farther than other people's love boat.However, who would have expected that these days the popular shotguns are replaced by guns, and mere small boats can no longer meet their spiritual needs, and all of them intend to develop adrenaline hormones.

"Don't you think our friendship can be salvaged again?"

"I don't think so. If there is nothing else, I'll hang up first." Nioh Masaharu always maintained a negative attitude of not wanting to interfere with the crumbling friendship boat between them, and it's best to sink early.

"...you have changed." Bei Chuanyuan's voice suddenly became extremely depressed, with a bit of pitiful feeling, "You are no longer the one you used to be—"

However Nioh Masaharu was unmoved, "I'm dead."

"...Wait! I was wrong, am I wrong?!"

Nioh Masaharu reluctantly delayed his action of hanging up the phone.

"...You are so wrong," the opposite party sighed exhaustedly, "You were the one who confessed to me first, why is it acting like I'm chasing you now?"

"Wake up," Nioh Masaharu mercilessly exposed him, "If you chase people one at a time, then you can still catch them and I will lose."

"I said, are you guilty?" Nioh Masaharu said suddenly, "I've been calling me for the past few days... because I'm sorry for rejecting me?"

The other side stopped talking.

"If you're really guilty, don't mention your friendship boat theory to me," Nioh Masaharu was also a little helpless, he was quite distressed about his phone bills, just three times a day, one hour at a time, who can bear it.

"Don't call me these days, our school drama club is short of manpower, I'm really busy recently..."

Bei Chuanyuan hurriedly continued, "I can help you! Free labor, do you want it?"

Maybe Kitagawara shouted too loudly, the director of the drama club standing next to Nioh Masaharu seemed to have a sudden slap in the face.

"What? Free labor, where is it?!"

Without further ado, he snatched the mobile phone from Nioh's hand, "Student, although I haven't met you, I have a bright future just by hearing your voice. Don't worry about that idiot Nioh, come on, welcome to our drama club!"

"...He is not from our school." King Ren reminded feebly from the side.

"Pedantic!" I didn't expect the director of the drama club to get excited, "There is no school for art, why did I recruit you, a fool!"

"President," King Ni's tone suddenly became serious, "You'd better listen to my advice now, Bei Chuanyuan is not someone you can control."

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to let him act, so how about playing a side job." The president patted Niwang on the shoulder, "Don't think too much."

***

"First of all, this is a youthful love story. The two male protagonists met during the placement test—"

"Wait a minute," Bei Chuanyuan said, "Isn't this a love story? Why are there two male protagonists?"

The president raised the corners of his mouth meaningfully, "You don't understand that, the little girls nowadays are already tired of watching the plots of domineering school grass. Since we want to attract more people to watch, of course we must Innovation."

Nioh Masaharu yawned nonchalantly beside him, which was in stark contrast to Kitagawara's stunned next to him.

"Don't interrupt me, just listen to me. The male number one is a strong and kind-hearted boy, and the male number two is a school bully who is rich and good-looking, but still depends on his talent for a living. The male number one offended the male number two during the placement test, but this didn't make the male number two angry, because he had never seen such a pure and unaffected boy as the male number one—"

Bei Chuanyuan finally couldn't hold back, and interrupted the other party again.

"What the hell is the difference between you and the domineering school girl except that the protagonist has changed gender?!"

"No," the president said calmly, without any shame, "After all, I'm not gay, so how do I know how they fell in love?"

"No, I don't think that's the normal way to fall in love between men and women!"

"Of course," the president shrugged, with good reasons, "After all, I'm still single."

Bei Chuanyuan was speechless.

He touched Nioh Masaharu's elbow, "Don't tell me you're playing the leading role."

"No."

Just when Kitagawara breathed a sigh of relief, just when he felt that his three views could survive, he was shattered by Nioh Masaharu's next words.

"I played the leading role."

Nioh Masaharu looked at Kitagawara's expression of wanting to save him from the fire and water, and bent his lips in a good mood, "If you want to save me, why don't you play the leading role, so I'll play the leading role. Honestly Said, I am quite interested in the setting of domineering school grass."

Beichuan stared at him blankly for a while, then turned his head stiffly to the president, "Is there anything I can do? I'm going out, so I don't need to see him for the time being."

***

On the day of the official performance, Bei Chuanyuan was entrusted with an important task by the president of the drama club.

"Fresh, preferably the kind of rose that has just been picked. Make sure that the blossoms are delicate and beautiful, and the packaging should be simple and not too tacky."

"Actually, I think 99 roses are quite tacky..."

"What do you know, this is the romance of a domineering schoolgirl!"

Can't you let go of the domineering school girl? !

Bei Chuanyuan repeated the president's request to the flower shop clerk tiredly.

"I'm sorry, all the roses you asked for have been ordered by another gentleman, and we don't have any roses in stock here." The clerk was a little embarrassed, "Why don't you change to another kind of flower."

"Then this one!" Bei Chuanyuan pointed to a kind of flower in the corner.

The clerk's expression became extremely complicated in an instant, "Excuse me, is this something you want to give away or..."

"I bought it for someone else." As soon as this was mentioned, Bei Chuanyuan became angry, "I bought flowers for a certain domineering school girl!"

"Then let me ask again, who are you going to give the flowers to?"

"My friend... used to be a very good friend."

The clerk seemed to smell the smell of the annual bloody drama, and the gossip was hard to suppress, "Sorry, it used to mean... because of the confession?"

Bei Chuanyuan looked at the other party's eyes shining with curiosity, a little surprised, "How do you know?"

Sure enough, the clerk took a look at the flowers that Bei Chuanyuan was holding. Although this move was a bit scheming, it was all because of love.

The clerk handed the packaged bouquet to Bei Chuanyuan, "Although I don't agree with your behavior, I still wish you good luck."

What?

Is it illegal to buy flowers for others?

***

"You told me that the male second had diarrhea at this juncture?!"

The president took a look at the male lead played by Nioh Masaharu who was still waiting on the stage, and suddenly realized that happy ending is indeed a difficult road.

"It's okay," the president forcefully calmed down, "Changing the script now. The narrator will say that the male number two burned his face in an accident, and the one who will come later has plastic surgery."

"...But the two protagonists have only been separated for two days?"

It must be that after a car accident, the first reaction is not to send someone to the hospital for first aid, but to fly directly to South Korea for plastic surgery to be so efficient.Is it important to have no face these days? !What kind of car accident disfigured Korean plastic surgery one-stop...

"The male number two is the domineering school girl," the president said earnestly, "In this kind of drama, besides not being able to have children, what else can the domineering school girl not be able to do?"

"...Then who will replace it? Our current members have all played before."

"Didn't Bei Chuan come back from buying flowers? Let him go on stage to express his feelings. It's best not to sweat, so as to create an atmosphere of running a Japanese drama."

"Do you really want him to go directly? But what he bought is white—"

"White Rose is just White Rose. There is no cinnabar mole on the heart, and the moonlight in front of the bed is still there. If no one comes on stage, there will be an accident!"

***

In fact, Kitagawara's line skills are surprisingly good.

The tone is in place, the expression is qualified, and the special sincerity.

...if only listening to the sound.

"That..." Bei Chuanyuan explained in a low voice, "I don't know which local tyrant bought all the roses in the flower shop, but you can see that this one is not far behind, it is also 99 roses."

The audience on and off the stage fell silent tacitly.

The 99 pure white chrysanthemums are so neat and tidy, it seems that there is only a black and white photo in the center of the flower.

The president frantically pinched the neck of the person next to him in the background, "White chrysanthemum...what did he think, this is happy ending, not badending! Chrysanthemum...why didn't he just buy a wreath?!"

"Actually, you see chrysanthemums are much better than roses," Kitagawara said to Nioh Masaharu's emotionally unclear eyes at this time, although he was guilty, he still insisted on explaining his reasons, "After the show is over, I can use it for you Make tea."

"Clears heat and relieves fire."

The director of the drama club feels that he urgently needs to relieve his anger.

However, Nioh Masaharu is not an ordinary person. Over the years, he has been tricked by Beichuanyuan not only thousands of times, but also hundreds of times.

He took the handful of white chrysanthemums calmly.

The corners of the mouth are well-curved, and the smile is affectionate, showing the style of a pillar of the drama club.

He looked into Kitagawara's eyes.

"I'm willing to walk into the grave with you," he groaned in his heart for a while in his impromptu thought of a polite and pretentious line, but still showed his professionalism on the surface, "Life and death go hand in hand."

The author has something to say:

It's the season of anti-killing again, and Bei Chuanyuan will soon find that there are not many people in his routine