tokyo voice

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It was raining finely in the sky, and a thin petal of snow fell on the back of Sakura Mio's hand, and when he looked down, it had already melted and wandered in the texture of his skin.

The girl glanced to the left and right. They were all candidates wrapped in scarves and wearing thick clothes with dignified expressions, as well as many accompanying parents. They were basically chatting in low voices, and their words were full of expectation and encouragement.

Sakura Mio let out a breath of white air, her mood became more and more nervous, and she began to stamp her feet uneasily.

The old father was very cheerful, holding his wife's arm happily and talking, and at this time he returned to his alma mater, with a sense of youthful beauty, berating Fang Qiu to show his true qualities as a hero.

He is really an old man who can't read the air. Other parents are still hugging and cheering him up, but he looks like he is going shopping in his hometown.

Sakura Mio sound looked at the boy beside her, who was different from her father, with a deep expression, very reliable.

He must have remembered the days of the exam. Speaking of which, he had a bad relationship with his family members, so when he came here for reference, most of them came here alone.

The poor student who was once excluded by the class group, under the pressure of the family and the world alone, stayed up all night studying hard, wearing old clothes, standing alone among thousands of competitors, relying on a slender pen, surmounting obstacles all the way in silence.It must have been a difficult and torturous time.

the girl thought.

It's no wonder that there is such a worried expression. It must be that the mood has returned to the past at this moment.

——The dean actually asked me to find this professor, so he wouldn't have secretly assigned an S-level subject again.

When a man is in this field of knowledge, he can feel the gaze of the sage of Wen Dao invisible, his heart is heavy, and his whole body feels weak.

"I'm also standing where you stood a few years ago." Sakura Mio suddenly said.

"Huh?" Yin Ze came back to his senses, nodded and answered, "That's pretty good."

"It's not good at all...I'm so nervous right now." Sakura Mioyin pursed her lips and frowned slightly, "I'm really worried that my mind will go blank later."

"Haha, if it's a big deal, let's take the test again next year." Yin Ze, a player with a big heart, said so.

"I don't want to be a ronin." Sakura Mio said immediately, and then lowered her head.

That's what I said, but I'm actually worried that even if I repeat the exam, I may not be able to succeed.

Don't look at the appearance of the old man and this guy with plenty of money... But this is the most difficult test on the road to the domestic examination after all.

It's different, Dad and he are both kind of outstanding talents.

Just standing here, I have already tried my best.

"It's said that people in the North Pole are frozen in the cold, and when they speak, they turn into ice and snow. The other party can't hear them, so they have to go home and listen slowly." Yin Ze smiled, "So those who are afraid, wait until later." Let's talk after the battle. At that time, we will sit on the carpet by the stove, drinking hot tea, and I will listen to you chatting slowly."

Light snow is flying in the air, the cold wind is blowing, and layers of snow have accumulated on the branches of the pine trees.

"It's a bit cold." Sakura Mio sound breathed into the palm of her hand.

"Then why don't you wear more underneath?" Yin Ze asked smoothly.

"...What kind of slander is this. At this time, a real gentleman should take off his coat and put it on for the woman." Sakura Mio said.

"You've watched too many TV shows." Yin Ze waved his hand, "It's not cold in the examination room anymore, if it's really not possible, I'll buy two warm babies for you to stick."

"Forget it, my hands are just a little cold."

"Then you can put it in your pocket."

"I have pens in my pockets..."

Yin Ze watched in shock as Sakura took out a handful of stationery from his pocket a little aggrieved.

This is how sad it is to make this level of pre-war preparations. It is also self-consolation. Instead of burning incense, I am afraid that the incense ash can build a wall.

The man finally had a clear understanding of the girl's turbulent psychological state at the moment.

Sakura Mio's hands were exposed to the cold air, she rubbed them again and again, then tried to stretch the cuffs to cover her hands, the sleeves were stretched straight, like a penguin's clumsy appearance, which has the charm of a kindergarten student.

"I really can't do anything about you, I'll give you a pocket." Seeing this, Yin Ze kindly pulled his left hand out of his pocket.

"Hey, it's really greasy." Sakura Mio bared her teeth upon hearing this.

"Forget it." Yin Ze returned to his pocket.

The girl's eyes were quick and her hands were quick, and she narrowed the distance with a small step, and put her right hand into the boy's pocket, and her left hand was about to move, trying to do something wrong to the other pocket.

"You leave one for me." Yin Ze said solemnly as if discussing business, "I managed to keep warm.

Sakura Mio and the boy stood close to each other, warming their hands with the remaining warmth of each other, and when she raised her head slightly, she could see the boy's slender face. She felt her cheeks were a little hot, so she forced her head up and said, "Don't you still have pockets in your trousers?" ?”

"Unfortunately, there are wallets, keys, and a roll of rolled copy paper stuffed there, and there are no parking spaces." Yin Ze thought of the subject again and shook his head sadly.

The snow wind was slightly cold, and the girl's hair was messed up, but Sakura Mio, whose hands were squeezed into someone else's pocket and was greedy for warmth, obviously had no intention of tidying up.

In the end, it was the kind-hearted tutor who couldn't help simply smoothing the girl's forehead.

Sakura Mio sound didn't dodge or evade and let the boy take care of her. She felt that her mood was being replaced by a sense of tension in another sense. She didn't know whether it was good or bad for the next test.

Even your fingertips have beautiful colors.

"...What's in your pocket?" Sakura Mio's hand shook.

"Big White Rabbit Toffee, you can take it yourself, it's just a matter of using your brain, it's not bad to add sugar first." Yin Ze suggested.

...

Sakura Eishi stood far away, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

For a self-made benchmark figure, he has always shown his charm, and when he has doubts, he will stand up and ask loudly, instead of sneaking in the distance like this, pretending not to pay attention.

The old father looked at the pair of young people who were quite close, with complicated emotions.

Using the opponent's pocket to warm hands, this trick I have never used before!

It's really confusing!

"Cough, Zhisen, my hands are a bit cold——"

"What's none of my business? You want style instead of temperature, and you only wear a suit on the outside. Who will you show your coolness to?"

It was a cold response similar to that of the season.

"..."

Eiji Sakura raised his head and looked closely at the falling snowflakes.He remembered a saying from experience.

That is, the best age to fall in love is probably between 16 and 21 years old.Of course there are individual differences, and we cannot generalize, but if it is lower than this, it will inevitably appear childish and make people laugh.

And if you are over 21 or even over [-], there must be practical problems.

If you are older, you will have more unnecessary ghost ideas.

When he was young, Eishi Sakura was also carried away when he fell in love. Chat software was not yet popular at that time, and all he sent was text messages and emails. The storage capacity of the mobile phone was limited, and the mailbox was full. Pick and choose to delete those that are relatively less affectionate.

So immersed and focused, so detached, with the inertia of happiness.

If you don't speak, I endure and fill my heart with your silence.

I must keep silent, like the night, under the twinkling stars, I watch sleeplessly all night, and bow my head patiently.

The morning must come, the darkness must pass away, and your voice must cut through the sky and pour down in golden rivers.At this time, your words will become songs in every nest of mine and take flight, and all your voices will bloom in all my jungles.

Is this Mio's last experience in high school?

What a joy.

Chapter 110 Three

"Two packs of crispy peanuts, and a can of pineapple beer." A certain person walked up to the lady at the front desk of the company with ease, flicked his bangs, and after he finished speaking, he put out a collection of the most popular young student of the season. aboveboard.

"You're going to use this to test my sister?" Miss Maori, who was in charge of everything from the front desk, lobby, rest area, and snack area, immediately frowned her beautiful eyebrows and asked honestly.

"Add another calendar for the idol team." Someone added chips.

"Hehe." Miss Maori was unmoved.

"Forgive me for being so shy... At most, I only have a smile left." Someone tried to show a sincere smile.

His face is like the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival, his color is like the flowers of spring dawn, his temples are like cut by knives, and his eyebrows are like ink paintings.A smile seems to brighten up the whole world.

"I really can't do anything about you. Go and get the food yourself. I just changed the goods today." Miss Maori seemed to want to stick to her principles, but after hesitating for a long time, she still said reluctantly.

Great good.

Yin Ze stepped on the snow without a trace, the geese plucked their hairs, and the beasts left their skins.Soon, holding a bunch of snacks and drinks, and hot a pot of coffee, lay down on the familiar sofa, the phone automatically connected to WiFi, first watched a movie, and then brushed the material of the activity map.

Already templated steps.

Several young juniors from the office passed by, but they were not surprised by this handsome lazy man. They were all busy helping the members with documents and printing materials, hoping to gain recognition and appreciation.

Kashiwa Ippei stood far away, and witnessed the contradictory picture of sinking desire on the left and radiating light and heat on the right. He once again felt the fact that the world is divided. At this moment, he seemed to resonate with the wise men and philosophers in the history books.

The manager lives day and night like a dream, but he wholeheartedly waits for a miracle to come.

Kashiwa Ippei just walked forward like this, and sat down on the other side of the sofa with an incomprehensible expression.

"Take it yourself, don't be polite to me." Yin Ze raised his eyes lightly, finished speaking generously, then lowered his head and licked melon seeds to watch a movie.

"Didn't Maori say that he would give you targeted treatment? He kept saying that he wanted to reduce your laziness? You can't let it go any longer?" Ippei Kashiwa held his hands majestically and raised his chest.

"I snatched her a precious gift from her favorite boy group," Yin Ze said.

"You didn't hesitate to activate blood compensation and paid the price of life?" Bai Jing Yiping raised his eyebrows.

"I can tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal." Yin Ze nodded, not knowing that he is a real hero if he is small and big.

Hmph, Kashiwai Ippei hummed lowly, it really is a speculator, a real profiteer.

But the smartest way to deal with the world is to cast a blind eye to the secular world and to go along with it.

So the manager also grabbed some snacks and started to eat and drink. He also turned on his mobile phone, entered the N station, clicked on the favorites, and opened the whole video called "Peerless の Low Hand".

More than 20 minutes long, comparable to the content of an episode of animation, from RTS, FTG, FPS to playing chess to playing cards to minesweeping, including various Waterloo operations and defeat events of a certain anchor, whether it is editing or soundtrack The embodiment of high-tech power is the best work.

At the same time, there is a companion piece "Peerless の Master", but that is a collection of positive energy of the anchor single-defense professional brother and various gods, which is not interesting.

Ippei Kashiwa left a message to encourage the viewership of the "Underhanded" video again, hoping that this UP host named "The Governor of the Three Armies of the Eastern Wu Dynasty" can produce more such precious works.

By the way, there is also a "Longzhong Fat Dragon" on the site, who is also tirelessly creating related videos, but all of them are support, live broadcasts/events/broadcast clips, and everyone's inspiration comes from different fields.

"What are you looking at, smiling so happily?" Yin Ze couldn't help asking.

"Nice thing."

"What, is it a promotional video for a new game?"

"Basically, it's related to the game." Ippei Kashiwa shook his head.

"Why don't you quote the classics today and make fresh chicken soup for the soul?" Yin Ze was curious.

"I gave up."

Unexpectedly, Baijing was as flat as sinking water.

"Since exhortations are useless, then I will give up my rhetoric."

I used to fight in the office in a company like Dentsu, I went out of the izakaya seven times a night, and I used to be well-rounded and was valued by the leaders to snatch high-quality resources.In the manager's heart, his pie-painting skills are invincible, but now his speech skills can't touch the dignity of Nielong, but the manager never admits that his words are useless.

So Bojing Yiping gradually understands everything. Facing enemies without advanced desires, he will finally use the last power of "escape" to protect everything of the "golden glasses urban elite".

What a humiliation!

When I thought of how hard I had suffered for this evil dragon at the beginning, I felt sad. I thought it was a beckoning cat, but it turned out to be a ruthless and self-confident saint.

Yin Ze shook his head, feeling bored. Seeing that he had already watched half of the movie, he paused and logged in to the game to receive daily rewards.

But Line suddenly trembled.

A friend shared a photo.

The man took a cursory look.

"Here, this unlucky and clumsy person, the people of Yunhou Palace! How dare you take the initiative to mock me?!"

Yin Ze made a distraught voice.

"You mean Matsuda?" Kashiwa Ippei was puzzled.

"no!"

Yin Ze slapped his legs viciously and held out his phone.

"Look, Nobunaga Shimadzu from Qingyi even posted a promotional photo of himself and many female voice actors on "Date Fight", holding a promotional board full of Two characters with different personalities and ages. The -dimensional beautiful girl smiled happily and showed off on purpose! Why is he, originally an unknown junior, took advantage of my manager's incompetence to steal the fruits of victory, but this is not enough, and he still wants to play the first role In the second season, there is still a theatrical version, which is tolerable, what can't be tolerated! It's really a declining world, and the villain will succeed!"

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