Sister, can I be a maid too?

He thought for a moment and then drew a little pig in her palm.

Lin Jianxia didn't react at all, still looking dazed.

"Hey, Lin Jianxia," Jiang Yubai finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is she still awake?"

He gently tickled her palm again.

The girl in front of him blinked as if she had suddenly woken up, and her beautiful eyes refocused on his face.

"ah.....?"

She responded blankly, looking bewildered.

Oh no, they didn't listen at all.

Jiang Yubai thought to himself.

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The first semester of senior year is coming to an end, but the second semester is where the real drama begins!

As Xia Jian officially transferred from No. 5 Middle School to No. 3 Middle School, more things to consider gradually surfaced.

For example... feelings for some idiot or something~

What kind of sparks will fly when the two sisters are in the same class?

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After scratching his palm a few more times, Jiang Yubai received a cat punch.

He turned his head to look at her, and Lin Jianxia nodded, indicating that she was ready.

"Where's your Wanwan? She told me she was going to the bathroom, and then you showed up."

Lin Jianxia blinked her eyes:

"Wanwan told me to switch seats with her and then switch back later, didn't she tell you?"

"No."

The two looked at each other, both somewhat stunned.

Lin Jianxia then realized why this guy had mistaken her for someone else... It turned out he had no idea she was coming.

Jiang Yubai subconsciously looked behind him.

No way, Lin Tingwan said she was going to the restroom, but actually she was going to find her sister?!

He searched the darkness twice but couldn't find Lin Tingwan, and couldn't help but worry:

"Is it alright for Wanwan to sit alone in the back?"

Lin Jianxia took his hand and gently traced her fingertips along it:

"It's alright, there aren't many people around, and the location is great, you can see the stage clearly."

Jiang Yubai had just relaxed a little when he saw Lin Jianxia suddenly glance at him as if she had thought of something, and then suddenly start writing again, even increasing the pressure:

"Hey, why aren't you worried when I sit in the back, but you start worrying as soon as Wanwan sits down?"

—No, you don't know about Wanwan's situation, do you?

Faced with this question that was clearly meant to cause trouble, Jiang Yubai didn't hold back at all. He grabbed the girl's soft little hand and started writing:

"What am I worried about? Am I worried that you'll bully the little brats the teachers bring?"

Lin Jianxia's reply was concise and powerful:

"?"

After exchanging a few more playful banter, Jiang Yubai glanced at the stage and, seeing that the show was almost halfway through, replied rather irritably:

"Are you here to watch the show or to argue with me? The show will be over soon."

So Lin Jianxia pursed her lips, reluctantly letting the annoying guy go, and turned her attention back to the stage.

She had been so busy playing around with Jiang Yubai that she hadn't paid much attention to the announcements, only vaguely recognizing that it seemed to be a program for second-year high school students.

On stage, two people, one the straight man and the other the comedian, were performing a crosstalk routine with great seriousness:

The comedian said, "Winter is here, and it's the season for white-themed crosstalk again."

The straight man (pats the shoulder): "No, I'm telling you, you've got it wrong."

The comedian asks, "So what's the correct one?"

The straight man (speaking out each word): "It's a white photo album."

The comedian: "Oh, white album... wait a minute, how come you're so familiar with it?"

Straight man: Because I'm a die-hard fan of Touma Kazusa.

Comedian: What if I like pickled mustard greens?

The straight man: (bows) (turns and walks away)

Comedian: Hey, hey, hey, where are you going?!

The audience erupted in laughter, while Lin Jianxia, ​​somewhat bewildered, pulled Jiang Yubai's hand and quickly wrote:

"Are they from a crosstalk troupe? I can't understand their voices."

Jiang Yubai was having a good time when he heard this and explained in her palm:

"No, this belongs to the anime club."

Anime club?

Lin Jianxia blinked, then suddenly realized.

No wonder I couldn't understand it... it's from the world of anime and manga.

As she listened, her gaze unconsciously drifted to Jiang Yubai's face.

Jiang Yubai was intently watching the stage, occasionally raising the corners of his mouth in response to the laughter around him.

The stand-up comedy on stage continued, with lines like "forming a band for life" and "a shocking kneel"...

Actually, Lin Jianxia didn't quite understand the jokes and punchlines.

But every time Jiang Yubai smiled, for some reason, a warm feeling would well up inside him, and the corners of his mouth would unconsciously turn up as well.

After the crosstalk performance ended, the subsequent programs became even more exciting.

The stage lights shifted and changed, showcasing magic, group dances, and a piano solo...

Whenever she saw something exciting, Lin Jianxia would happily squint her eyes, pull Jiang Yubai's hand over, and quickly write and draw on his palm.

Jiang Yubai would also take her small hand and say a few words in her palm.

Sometimes the two of them would bicker for a while about whether the show was good or not, and then they would tacitly stop arguing when the next show started.

The audience was sometimes quiet, and sometimes burst into applause and laughter.

Mixed with the excited whispers of teenagers, occasional cheers, and the faint melody flowing from the stage.

Lin Jianxia would sometimes turn her head to watch the light and shadow flicker across Jiang Yu's pale face.

Look at how focused he is on the show, how happy he is when he laughs, and the comforting warmth from my palm.

Suddenly, a soft feeling crumbled in her heart.

—That's great.

She quietly tightened her grip on his fingers, thinking this to herself.

......

"Thank you to the students of Class 7, Grade 11 for the wonderful performance!"

The host's clear voice rang out.

"If the singing just now was like a gentle stream, then the next performance will be a blazing flame!"

"Next, please welcome Meng Jiayun from Class 30 of Senior High School to perform a solo dance for us—'Blazing Flames'!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a noticeable commotion arose in the front row.

Jiang Yubai didn't understand what was going on at first, but then he realized what was happening.

Meng Jiayun? Isn't she the 'goddess' that Lao Zhao talks about all the time?

Before he could react, the stage lights suddenly dimmed, and then a bright white spotlight came on.