The daily life of Buddhist texts

Oreki Gen also went up to hold Suzuki Ai's other hand.

So was bowing Suzuki Ai felt a little strange.

It seemed to be two right hands holding her.

Raising his head, he saw two indifferent faces of Oreki Gen and Hikigaya Hachiman.

"Ah, good afternoon, seniors." Suzuki Ai quickly withdrew her hand and nodded awkwardly at the two.

She suddenly felt that both of them seemed a little abnormal.

A person is completely expressionless.

The other had eyes like dead fish, with no emotion in their eyes.

what happened.

While Suzuki was thinking wildly, Oreki Gen and Hikigaya Hachiman nodded in response, and then found a seat to sit down.

The two sat side by side.

Seeing Gen Oreki's plain expression, Suzuki Ai wondered if he didn't recognize her.

It doesn't matter though.

It's a matter of fact.

The two of them are here today to discuss with Suzuki Ai the posters for Group B.

Ai Suzuki cleared his throat, and then put forward his own views on comparing Kiya Hachiman and Oreki Gen.

The proposal is very simple, just draw a two-dimensional energetic girl.

Neither Oreki Gen nor Hikigaya Hachiman had any objections.

"Then seniors, can I collect the creative works in the class next?" Suzuki Ai said, "Just the draft part is fine. It's better not to be too complicated, because it will be redrawn on the screen."

"Collect works." Yuan Oreki repeated.

Ai Suzuki thought about it, and replied: "It's not mandatory for everyone to draw, as long as they come up with something creative. If it's not suitable, we can discuss it again, or simply integrate it all."

Sounds pretty casual.

Suddenly, I heard the voice from next door.

The decibels are huge.

"No way, when will this discussion last? The poster has to be finished within a week! So many people have so many opinions! It will definitely take several days until the discussion comes to an end!"

"That is to say, we have to be more decisive!"

"There are too many people! It's hard to gather opinions together!"

Listening to the noisy voice, there seemed to be seven or eight people in Class C next door.

And there are only three people in the classroom of Class B.

"Then that's it," Hikigu Hachiman blinked his eyes, "Is it enough to go back and find the good painters in the class to get samples?"

"Senior, of course." Suzuki Ai nodded, "It's okay to barely pass, after all, a sports festival is not a painting festival, as long as it can show the demeanor of our group B."

Oreki Gen nodded in agreement.

"Then it's about the performance group." Ai Suzuki took out her phone and glanced at the message on Line. "The tentative plan is a simple choreography. I have already found girls in the first and second grades, and there are still a few One, do any seniors in the third grade want to perform?"

"Performance troupe," Hikigu Hachiman repeated, "Didn't you say there are only posters?"

"There is also a troupe." Suzuki Ai said.

The troupe is also an important item of the sports festival. Each team will have a dance performance on the day, and the dance is arranged by the students themselves.

For previous sports festivals, the rehearsal time for the troupe was as long as half a month.But because the sports festival was postponed to June, the troupe's rehearsal time somehow became only one week.

"Is there a girl missing?" Gen Oreki asked.

"Yes, you need to wear very short denim shorts and a tight top." Suzuki Ai reminded the two of them.

"Why are you emphasizing this with us?" Hikigu Hachiman's dead fish eyes didn't fluctuate at all.

"I'm a little bit afraid that senior won't be able to control himself and want to dance," Suzuki Ai explained, "and the clothes we prepared are all women's styles. You may feel a little tight when you wear them, and your flesh will be pulled out. When the time comes Not pretty."

"You are so humorous." Hikigu Hachiman applauded and praised.

After discussing a lot of related matters, Oreki Gen and Hikigaya got up to say goodbye to Suzuki Ai.

Suzuki Ai sent text messages to the troupe members and asked them to come to the classroom to practice dancing.

Walking out of the classroom, the two went back to class together to get their schoolbags.

I forgot to take it when I came down before.

Putting his schoolbag on his back, Hikiya Hachiman headed to the service department again.

And Oreki Gen was going to visit the playground.

Hikigaya Hachiman walked out of the classroom, looked ahead and asked, "Speaking of which, Oreki."

"What." Gen Oreki replied.

"Have we just exercised our social skills?" Hikigaya Hachiman asked.

"It should be. Didn't I say a few words with others?"

"It seems to be only a few sentences."

"A few words."

From beginning to end just now, Suzuki Ai was basically alone telling the two of the incident process and related tasks.

Oreki Gen and Hikigaya Hachiman are completely listeners.

"Are we going to draw when we go back next?" Hikigu Hachiman scratched his head.

"Looking for a painter."

"Yeah, I can't draw."

"I can draw without bothering others."

"It won't shock the whole of Chiba when it's finished, right? It's trending on Twitter and then published in newspapers," Hikigu Hachiman imagined, "Ms. Atamaitai's painting style is too unique. What do people do when they recognize it?"

"What happens if you get recognized?"

"Daily life is affected. Fans block the door and may not be able to buy fried bread. Ye Shan was so excited that he lost his mind and was admitted to the hospital. No one will cover us in math class. We can no longer eat children quietly in McDonald's combo……"

When Hikigaya Hachiman said this, Gen Oreki nodded thoughtfully: "Hell."

"I think it's better to confess to everyone after graduation," Hikigu Hachiman suggested, "otherwise it will really be hell."

"There is no way to eat children's meals in McDonald's."

"What, so you've been talking about this," Hikigaya Hachiman sighed, and then separated from Oreki Gen, walked up the stairs to the service department, "See you tomorrow, Oreki-sensei."

"See you tomorrow, Mr. Hikigu."

Oreki Gen greeted Hikigaya Hachiman, then went downstairs to the playground.

Chapter 275 Chapter 274 Wind

Scorching sun.

The sun shines on the head, and I believe that if we stay below for an hour, human beings will turn into a pool of blood.

On the playground, the boys from the football department played football in the sun, the soil was soaked in sweat, and the mud splashed with every volley.

Everyone's skin is red.

Oreki Gen came to the shade under the camphor tree, glanced at Yuzuru Nishinomiya who was in a daze, and waved his hand in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Yuzuru Nishinomiya didn't blink his eyes, and still maintained his dazed movements and demeanor.

"Is your soul out of your body?" Oreki Gen sat down beside her.

Nishinomiya Yuzuru held his chin and said flatly, "Yes."

"so."

"I was invited by the teacher."

"Long-distance running?" Gen Oreki recalled Yuzuru Nishinomiya's performance on the playground.

After running No.1, Hikigaya Komachi, who was No.2, was pulled away by half a circle, and felt that Yuzuru Nishinomiya still had more energy at the time.

It stands to reason that he should be sent to long-distance running by the physical education teacher.

"Tug of war." Nishinomiya Yuzuru replied.

Oreki Gen nodded thoughtfully, then supported the tiles next to him with both hands, looking at the branches and leaves of the camphor tree.

The luxuriant branches and leaves were shaken back and forth by the wind, and the sunlight passed through the gaps from time to time, leaving traces.

There are cicadas calling on the tree.

"It turned out to be a tug of war." Oreki Gen said.

"The reaction time is too long." Yuzuru Nishinomiya glanced at him, then patted Oreki Gen's arm vigorously, "It's pressed to the skirt."

Gen Oreki withdrew his hand, rubbed the place where he had been beaten, and began to agree with the physical education teacher's choice.

"Are there any other projects?" Yuan Oreki asked.

"And was chosen as the head of the group." Nishinomiya Yuzuru squinted his eyes halfway, recalling the deafening roars of the girls in the class, and felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

Enthusiasm is overdone.

It's really not something ordinary people can bear.

More or less began to understand why Oreki Gen was unwilling to reveal Atamaitai's identity.

The position of head of the regiment is roughly equivalent to the head of the sports committee, and some major decisions basically have to go through her hands.

The most important thing is that the team leader needs to give a speech at the opening ceremony of the sports festival.

Yuzuru Nishinomiya represents Class A of the three grades.