A Comprehensive Black Belly Movement

"Hey!"

The sound of cooling felt like the cold wind of winter with blood from the north.

"Senior Kasumigaoka, about the plot outline...I want to ask you something!"

"Outline? Hehe, outline, if the damn editor denied the outline I gave her from the beginning, I wouldn't have to rewrite it now, let the outline die, the editor is also with the outline, and those stupid consumptions Pig, all together, ha ha ha, what do you specifically ask for, An Yi?"

Kasumigaoka-senpai is completely broken...

"." Uh... well, you... come on! "

"Oh, bye-bye!"

The call is interrupted.

An Yilun also called Nishinomiya Siichi with the erhu.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa..."

The moment the phone was connected, there were the harsh screams of countless girls.

"An Yi-kun, is something wrong?"

Tsuguichi Nishinomiya, who started the sixth roller coaster ride with Yuzuru, asked.

"I want to ask, the outline..."

"Ah? What did you say? It's too noisy here, I can't hear clearly..."

"I said, outline, outline!"

"Big what?"

"Big.... forget it!"

Hang up.

An Yilun also sighed deeply, and his eyes stayed on the three words Kato Megumi (King Zhao's) on the collection screen.

'She's not the creator, but she's my chosen heroine, if it were her...'

An Yi Lun also thought about clicking to dial.

About 15 seconds later, the operator's prompt 'the other party cannot be connected temporarily, please try again later'.

"What are you busy with?"

Anyi Lun also murmured and hit again.

Still no one's answering...

He didn't give up until the fifth time.

In the pink-blue and pink-toned room, Megumi Kato, who was wearing pajamas, was breathing slowly but was asleep. The top of the mobile phone that fell to the side indicated five missed calls, and the rest of the screen displayed a reading app, "Second Speed". , Five Centimeters" Reading Progress: 100%, "Your Name. "Reading progress: 100%, "King of the Undead" reading progress: 62%.

She was apparently reading a novel one night, and is now sleeping soundly.

....

Chapter 21: An Yilun who chose to give up.

The next day, Monday.

The name of Mowei has not faded away in Toyozaki Academy, Nishinomiya Tsugu is always seen as a 'monkey' in the morning and afternoon as always, he can only be on the rooftop during the lunch break at noon, and find Shiyu in the place where Brother Cheng fought. Senpai, look for Eiri, and look for Megumi Kato for a little comfort.

Tsuguichi Nishinomiya: In this society overflowing with logistics, there are only one, two, or three children who still have a little warmth.

Well, just kidding.

The point is that An Yilun did not go to the rooftop to gather, but frowned secretly at a notebook in the classroom.

Tuesday is about the same as Monday.

Wednesday is about the same as Tuesday.

Thursday.

Humans are creatures who are good at getting used to. Even if it is a famous task, it will gradually lose its attention after getting along for a long time. Therefore, Nishinomiya Shiichi can finally stop being a monkey. Because of the rain, the gathering point of everyone's lunch break will be from the rooftop. Moved to the music teacher.

Why a music classroom?

Because the music teacher not only has multimedia classrooms, but also does not have multimedia classrooms. The most important thing is that the music teacher is next to the cooking classroom. He used to take care of Yuzian and Nizi, and now he also adds a cooking skill Nishinomiya developed by Sagiri. Ready to share with the girls who gave him warmth.

Toyonozaki is a private school, and Nishinomiya has made Gao Leng Ma Ma join the school board and become the first 377 board member early in the morning, so there is no problem with this convenience.

An Yi Lun is still scratching his hair in front of the notebook.

Friday.

"Hmm~ so full!!"

Eri Li leaned on the table and made a satisfied sound.

"To live...or to die, this...is a question! Eiri-san, why can't your appetite be proportional to your size and body size? This...is also a question!"

The everyday Shiyu-senpai sent a daily friendly invitation to the everyday Yingri.

"Well......"