Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 257 Sports Festival (14)

Sunny days are not uncommon until late June.

On the lakeside in the early morning, the lake surface reflects a golden halo, and as the breeze blows, it will ripple with tiny ripples.

After the radio exercises, Natsume Zehei came back to get his clothes, and met the two who were still chatting.

"Is there a game in the morning from Yumi?" This is Kei's words.

"Morning? I'm fine. I can go to your show. How is Hui preparing?"

"no problem."

"What about Summer?"

There was no reply, the two looked together and found that he was in a daze.

"Hi, Natsume."

Soon, he came back to his senses: "Huh? I'm fine too."

"Why are you absent-minded?" Yumi Sato folded her hands on her chest and snorted softly, "There will be a performance in the afternoon, so be serious."

Picking up the milk, Natsume smiled, "It's just a school-level performance, so don't be nervous."

"Well, even if you are very powerful, you can't be arrogant."

Yumi Sato turned her head, "Talk about him, Megumi too."

"It's really no problem." Yu Gonghui shook his head.

"His experience is very sophisticated, completely unreasonable, as if he has been studying for more than ten years. I have only seen this level in some pianists who participated in international competitions."

Natsume Zehei snorted proudly and finished drinking in one gulp.

"It's hard to imagine." Yumi Sato stared at him.

"what?"

"You were so poor that you couldn't afford food before, yet you can play the piano."

"."

Yu Gonghui smiled lightly, agreeing with her thoughts, "I think so too."

"This is talent." Natsume explained.

The foundation of the previous life is still there, coupled with the blessing of the state of immersion, the speed of his progress is unimaginable.

"It's amazing."

"Ok?"

"Ah, it's okay." Yumi Sato shook her head, stood up quickly, and returned the clothes in her hand to Natsume.

"Be careful of catching a cold. You should keep warm after running."

Looking at the bright sunshine, Natsume pursed his lips.

"There is still milk, give it to me, I will throw it away later."

Megumi Amamiya stared at Yumi until the latter noticed her gaze and turned her head.

"what happened?"

"It's getting late, get ready to go to school."

"Yeah, let's go!"

"Wait a minute, don't pull me. My leg hurts."

Before leaving, Natsume took out his mobile phone and sent a picture to Megumi Amamiya.

"." She opened it for a look, her expression turned contemptuous.

The two looked at each other from a distance, finally, Natsume couldn't stand her cold gaze, turned and left.

At 09:30 in the morning, the closing ceremony officially began.

In the classroom, after Yumiko Konda announced her dismissal, everyone packed up their things and prepared to go to the auditorium.

"Is there a performance in the news department?" Natsume Zehei packed the bag and put it on the seat.

"There was a girl who sang."

"Sing?"

"Hananoiro. (Song of Flowers)"

"Oh Blossom Story's theme song."

"Where's the swimming club?" He turned his head.

"Make a movie about youth," said Naoki Yoshihara.

"Youth?" Takatomi Yamato answered, a little curious, "What subject?"

"in love."

"in love?"

"A short story between a beautiful coach with a good figure and a shy boy who is just learning to swim."

"What is this, Yoshihara Love Story?" Takatomi Yamato was a little dissatisfied.

"What are you talking about, Gao Chenjun, how could it be me, I have been practicing in the support group for so long!"

"That's right, then I forgive you."

"Forgive me or something, I didn't do anything bad."

"I'm curious who the beauty coach is." Natsume asked.

"Spring vegetable sauce."

Natsume Zehei and Takatomi Yamato were at a loss for words, and they tacitly shut up.

"You don't have to do this, the male protagonist in the movie is actually played by a girl." Naoki Yoshihara scratched his head.

"That's all right."

"Scare me, Yoshihara, you boy!"

After leaving the classroom, he followed everyone through the corridor and into the auditorium.

The incandescent lights flickered, and the interior of the auditorium was clearly visible.

The air-conditioning here is very strong, and in just a few seconds, Natsume felt much less stuffy.

Go down the steps step by step, and the students in class A of the second year sit together.

Natsume Zeping was sitting right at the boundary between boys and girls, with Yoshihara on the left and Mei on the right.

"hello."

The girl next to Yumi Sato greeted the three of them.

She has short hair and is a little short. I forgot what her name is Natsume.

"Good morning, Asakawa-san." This was Naoki Yoshihara's answer.

Natsume and Takatomi also greeted each other.

Unlike Yoshihara, the two of them are not familiar with the girls in the class.

One is notorious, the other is uninteresting.

After sitting down, Natsume flipped through the Kyoto travel guide. In the column of summer vacation, he read it in detail.

"When will the support team perform?" Yumi Sato stared at Natsume with her bright black pupils.

"afternoon."

There are many societies in Fengzhiluo College, so the performances are complicated. The performance of the support group is in the afternoon, close to dusk.

"Aren't you going to practice?" A slight air flow came from the side of the ear, making Natsume's ears a little itchy.

"What should be done has already been done before, so it is not very useful to hold Buddha's feet temporarily." Natsume Zeping put his hands on his chin, meditating: "It's better to think about where to travel at the end of summer vacation."

"Where did you get the money?"

"If you only go once, it's still affordable." Natsume turned her head and smiled.

Looking at each other, Yumi Sato remembered what happened yesterday, and opened her mouth.

"Is Yumi going?"

"Me? I can."

"Ah, it's started." Natsume Zehei interrupted her.

Yumi Sato froze for a moment, then turned to look at the stage.

The host came to the stage and said a few words, and then announced the first program to perform on stage.

The lights flicked off and the show began.

A huge red cloth fell down, covering something.

There was silence under the stage, eyes like fireflies, layer upon layer, looking at the curtain.

Yumi Sato turned off her mobile phone, took Natsume's travel guide away and put it in a small bag.

The latter had no choice but to raise his head and stare at the darkened stage.

First of all, the performance of the football department, they performed the play "Romeo and Juliet".

"I heard that this drama will take three hours." Yumi Sato said in a low voice.

"Usually only one act is taken."

"I see. Then you said there will be a KISS scene later?" She was a little curious.

"probably."

"Would the actor be shy?"

"I don't know it depends on the quality of the drama actors."

"Then, will you feel it when you kiss. Hmm." She didn't finish speaking, and there was something more in her mouth.

Croissants.

Natsume stretched her hand back and concentrated on watching the stage.

The spotlights gathered, the red curtain gradually unfolded, and Juliet, who was on the city wall, appeared on the top of the wall wearing a European-style dress.

Yumi Sato leaned on the chair and muttered to herself:

"Juliet?"

Lunch break, support team.

The sound of the piano gradually rises, ethereal and melodious, flowing in the shade of the trees in the afternoon.

The beautiful notes made everyone passing by the door stop and look inside.

Through a gap of light and shadow through the curtains, they only saw a vague shadow.

In the activity department room, Natsume was fair and handsome, her fingertips were as nimble as a butterfly, and the music she played was brisk and smooth.Yu Gonghui sat aside, staring at the palm of his finger bones.

After one song, he stopped.

"Come on - stop here."

Natsume turned his head, "How is it?"

"No retreat."

"That's fine."

"Take a break." Yu Gonghui was noncommittal, looking away from his hand and looking at the clock.

In the next room, the sound of musical instruments continued.

They don't have the foundation of Natsume, so they have to practice hard.

In the three hours before the afternoon, the task Amamiya Megumi gave them was to train continuously to ensure that they felt hot.

Because there was nothing wrong, Yu Gonghui clicked on the video and watched it over and over again.

Natsume tilted his head, "It's really rare that the minister is still nervous."

"Nervous?" Yu Gonghui couldn't help showing a mocking smile, "Just to make sure there are no problems, that's all."

Natsume was curious, "Shouldn't you go to the next door and have a look? You should communicate with them before the performance?"

"Need not."

"Why, are you worried about them?"

"not at all."

"That..." Natsume tilted his head, somewhat puzzled.

"I allow them to make mistakes, because as long as someone completes the performance perfectly, the flawed parts will be covered." Amamiya Hui said.

"Is the flaw not concealing the beauty?"

"Yes." She didn't deny it, folded her arms and said slowly: "In just one month, it is impossible to complete a song and dance drama, even if there is only one scene."

Yu Gonghui said calmly: "This kind of incomplete and unfinished work is impossible to perform on stage. As a trade-off, I have to show its advantages to cover up the defects."

"In other words, the focus is on you and me."

"Yes."

Yu Gonghui sighed, "Although I have spent time looking for people who can perform well, their performances are not considered qualified."

"There may be strength, but the mentality needs to be adjusted."

"People who are truly capable will not come to the support group at all." Yu Gonghui looked at him, "The people who can come here are all people with lower levels in the original department."

"That's cruel."

Natsume shook her head, but didn't disagree with her.

"The fact is like this, and it will not change because of the tenderness I said. The only thing I have to do is to complete this performance - and the only person who can stand by me is you."

"Is this recognized?" Natsume asked.

"No, you haven't been recognized by me yet." She turned around and looked at him quietly, "If you don't behave well, members of Natsume's team are not qualified to follow me."

"It's so cruel. I also worked hard to say it for a long time."

"Effort is only the process of completing the result. If you are proud of the effort itself, you will be putting the cart before the horse—Master Natsume, I want you to give me a perfect answer, can you?"

Natsume didn't speak, just stared at her.

The snow-white Miss Swan is proud and elegant, dazzling like light.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that his gaze was wrong, Yu Gonghui was taken aback for a moment, and then took out the small mirror.

"It's beautiful."

"Many people have said this sentence." Yu Gonghui smiled arrogantly, "But, if you say it again, I have no objection."

"I won't say any more."

"Really?" Yu Gonghui smiled arrogantly.

In her eyes, Natsume's words just now were just words of anger.

"Play it again when you have time. Your solo is very important to the performance - if there is a problem, I will settle the score with you after the end." After she finished speaking, she walked outside.

"Where is the minister going?"

"Look at the scenery."

Looking at her bright yellow floral dress swaying in the wind, Natsume Zehei turned his face to the side.

"Are you still worried?"

"Duplicate Miss Swan."

In the support group, there was constant sound of practice.

Yu Gonghui pushed the door and entered, standing in front of everyone.

The faces of some girls were a little pale because of nervousness.

The members of the white group, who have never been on stage before, are somewhat apprehensive and unprepared for what will happen in the future.

"Kamio-chan, it's fine. Don't be nervous." Kodera Yuko comforted softly.

"En." Kamio Satomi nodded copiously, and then recited the score again.

Yu Gonghui pondered for a while, then said slowly: "Please stop for a moment."

"Student Yugong?" Everyone was puzzled.

"There are a few things I need to say."

Yu Gonghui glanced at everyone, "Although I don't understand where your nervousness comes from, but it's human nature to think about it carefully. I don't want to say some empty big words here, but I want to invite you You look back on your efforts over the past month."

"Thirty days and nights, when others are resting, we are still practicing in school. These efforts are not meaningless, but serve as a solid foundation to lighten the burden on our performance."

"Instead of worrying about making mistakes, I think you should think about how to do your best."

"I hope to get the applause of all the audience, I hope to face them in the best state, I hope to give you the most magnificent performance, and these hopes are inseparable from your performance."

"So, I assure you that as long as you perform normally, you can achieve the above things. There is no need to worry, no need to be afraid. Your efforts will eventually bear fruit."

After speaking, she walked down and stayed quietly in the corner.

Kodera Yuko pursed her lips, "Applause from all the audience. I want it too."

"Me too"

"Come on." Yoshihara Naoki said.

"Well, come on!"

Five o'clock in the afternoon, backstage in the auditorium.

Facing the full-length mirror, Natsume was a little lost.

He hasn't experienced makeup for a long time. The last time was how many years ago.

"Don't move."

"I was just thinking, is it necessary to put on makeup? I'm not the protagonist." He turned his head and said.

Yumi Sato put on foundation for him, "You are not the only one who needs makeup, everyone needs it."

"how much longer?"

"It's just started, the foundation is not finished yet, and there are eyeliner and lipstick next."

Natsume Zehei touched his face curiously, and rubbed off a small piece of foundation, "Yumi, you can really do anything."

"What are you doing?" Yumi Sato patted his hand lightly, "Don't touch it randomly, it's very troublesome."

"Ah, sorry."

After finishing the foundation and eyeliner, Yumi Sato took out the lipstick from the bag.

"You want this too?" Natsume Zehei blinked.

"Of course, it looks more energetic." Yumi Sato twisted her lipstick and bent down.

"Is this used by someone else?"

"Why, you want me to buy you a special one." She curled her lips.

"I don't think so." Natsume stared at the lipstick, a little disgusted.

Seeing his demeanor, Yumi Sato sighed and tapped his head lightly: "The owner of the lipstick doesn't mind, what are you disgusting about?"

"Is the lipstick made by Beauty?"

"Well, very expensive."

"To be honest, even if you give me two lipsticks with different prices, I can't tell which one is better." Natsume Zehei felt much less resistance.

"You don't need to distinguish, anyway, you will only use it this time."

When she was done, she turned Natsume to face her.

"Looks good."

"It's so red." Natsume pursed her lips, and her originally bright lips became a little dull.

"Well, don't move around anymore." Yumi Sato frowned, poked his forehead, and wiped Natsume again.

When it was finished, Yumi Sato turned around: "Megumi, are you okay? Do you want me to help?"

"No need." Yu Gonghui put her hair up, and she was dressed in a snow-white ballet outfit.

"Don't take a good look." Sato Yumi's eyes widened.

Not only her, but the girls around all cast their eyes more or less.

The white light shines on her shoulders, the skin on one arm is pale red, and the white dance dress is elegant and solemn, reminiscent of the nobles in the Middle Ages.

Two slender white long legs protruded from under the skirt, and the two pairs of dancing shoes were small and exquisite.

This aristocratic girl in a white dance dress has the ability to charm people's hearts in every move.

"Thank you." Yu Gonghui nodded.

In her presence, almost everyone lost the idea of ​​a conversation.

Too good, too dazzling. Even when talking, there is a sense of blasphemy.

However, some people do not understand the atmosphere.

"This skirt is so long, won't you step on yourself?"

Yu Gonghui sighed, and looked at Natsume helplessly: "No."

He looked at the hem of the skirt for a while, showing a thoughtful look.

Amamiya Hui sensed what Natsume was thinking and gave him a hard look.

"Just thinking about it, I don't plan to put it into practice." Natsume said sincerely.

"Ah."

"By the way, when do we start, Minister?"

"Two 10 minutes." Amamiya Hui glanced at the time.

"It's been a long time." Natsume Zehei sighed, loosening his overly tight tuxedo, feeling a little helpless.

Because the cost of buying a suit is too high, the suit is rented from the store.

The clothes are designed in British style as a whole, naturally, Yangguan, anyway, I can't fault it too much.

Of course, it still depends on the person.

Having a handsome face is the correct way to open this suit. Really good-looking people don't need clothes to set off their handsomeness, but clothes need them to show their demeanor.

Natsume Zeping wears this dress full of aura, with black hair like ink and clear eyes. When he is not talking, he has an intellectual and handsome style, but no one knows that under his gentle and handsome appearance is a human face and animal heart.

The above is the voice of beauty.

"Let me loosen your tie for you." Yumi Sato came to help and stood in front of Natsume to help.

"Thank you."

After 15 minutes, the staff notified everyone to play.

It's time to test the results of the month.

　It's also two in one, let me explain here, because it was said to be finished in three chapters, and then I found that the following chapters are too long, and the three chapters can't be finished at all, so I had to combine them together.Thanks to Ah Xingna for the tip!Thank you for your recommended tickets, monthly tickets!

　　
　
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