I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

Arakawa Kotoyuki is curious that even though Genkiyuki has done nothing, he is hated by everyone. He wants to know the reason. Obviously this is not the right place.

He is such a gentle person, just as dishonest as Mr. Wuma.

Yuan Qingxue's eyes are like a pool of water reflecting the stars in a quiet night, clear and bright:

"Follow me to the Literature Department, and I'll call him and tell him you're here."

"I want to come too!" Nakazawa Shiori raised her hand. She would not miss any opportunity to get along with her idol.

Tomikawa Yuko also took off her tutu and changed into her school uniform. The dance room was filled with girls from the dance troupe. Boys were not allowed to enter. There was no need to avoid the opposite sex when changing costumes.

While Arakawa Kotoyuki was changing clothes, Nakazawa Shiori found an opportunity to touch her.

"Be honest with me!" Tomikawa Yuko drilled her head with her knuckles: "Please forgive Shiori for being rude."

Arakawa Kotoyuki's face turned red, she hugged her chest and hid far away. After the others changed their clothes, she said hello to Tomikawa Heiya and left.

Most of the members of the dance group have left. Heiya Fuchuan is leaning on a chair, holding a tablet in his hand, watching the video on the screen carefully, and analyzing the problems that occurred in today's rehearsal.

Although Arakawa Kotoyuki's movements in the video are a little unfamiliar, every rhythm is perfectly coordinated with other companions.

Except my physical strength doesn’t seem to be very good.

At the end, my breath was disordered and it was obviously a bit difficult. Fortunately, there were no problems during the more than 30 minutes of line dancing, and I could barely keep up.

"Teacher Fuchuan, let's go first."

"Be careful on the road."

Fuchuan Heiya nodded, and then focused on the tablet again, clicking to pause from time to time.

There are a few girls who have problems with their arm postures in the second position and will need intensive guidance tomorrow. Their daughters will be temporarily placed at their grandma's house.

After all, this was for work. Thinking of his daughter's childish smile, Fuchuan Heiya bit his lips in pain.

Mom, I have to start working hard.

Chapter 34 You Are Here

"Are polar bears really this big?"

"It is said that you can get so big by eating cuteness."

Wuma Xingjin looked like he had been poked into some painful spot:

"You don't need to say anything later."

This sentence obviously made him very angry.

After briefly looking at the remaining exhibition areas, I left the underground through the exit, and the sound of vehicle horns came along with the sound of the wind.

Yu Quanwo Mei sat down on a bench in the park, took off her shoes and rubbed her sore soles:

"I sit in front of the computer and work from morning to night every day. I haven't exercised my body, and my joints are getting rusty."

“I really want to find a place to rest.”

Yu Quanwomei's fox-like eyes looked at Wuma Xingjin, and the software in her hand clicked on the order page of the love hotel.

"Since Miss Yu Quan is so tired, you should go back early, try to have a good rest tonight, and work hard for the boss tomorrow so that you can make money to support yourself."

"What Mr. Wu Ma said is wrong. Working hard is not making money, it's just fishing to fill up the working hours." Yu Quanwomei peeled off a new stick and stuffed it into Yingrun's mouth to suck on it.

"The boss will cry when he hears this."

Hearing Wuma Xingjin's words, Yu Quanwo Mei didn't take it seriously: "What's the matter? Anyway, all the tasks assigned to me have been completed."

"By the way, do you want to try the new flavor of Chichibo?"

"Ok?"

Wuma Xingjin was in a good mood after seeing the seal he dreamed of.

The only regret may be that I can't touch the softness of the baby seal's fur with my own hands.

I'm still thinking about quitting my job at a second-hand store and applying for a job as a breeder.

Suddenly, his vision went dark, a few black hairs hung lightly over his nose, and his lips felt moist and soft.

Only then did Wuma Xingjin realize what had happened.

Before he could react, Yu Quanwomei pushed him away with a blush on his face and said vaguely:

"Well, actually it's my first time, so I'm a little bit unskilled."

Kiss on the second meeting?

I found that Yu Quanwo was different from the frivolous woman in her imagination, and she was also interested in marine life. Wu Ma Xingjin had a good impression of her.

By some strange coincidence, what appeared in Wuma Xingjin's mind was not to let Senior Kobayakawa know about this matter.

Seeing Wuma Xingjin's stupid look, the former hit him under the chest angrily:

"What are you looking at? I'm not young anymore. Can't I be brave when I meet someone I like?"

Wuma Xingjin stretched out his fingers and touched his lips, as if the fragrance was still lingering on it:

"There's no one who hasn't had a boyfriend at this age, right?"

"You curse again!"

"If Miss Yu Quan had been so brave earlier, I'm afraid her child would have to go to kindergarten."

Yu Quanwo Mei rolled his eyes at him angrily, put on his shoes again,

Walking to the parking lot of the aquarium, Yu Quanwo held a few strands of hair in circles with her beautiful fingers and asked tentatively: "Shall we have dinner together before we leave?"

"No, there are still people waiting for me."

"All right"

"By the way, what does it taste like?"

"Didn't you taste it?!"

"That's true...well"

Yuquan Wami unbuckled her seat belt, then held down Wuma Xingjin and started kissing her. She was obviously much more skilled than last time.

A sweet smell gradually appeared in the air, perhaps because he finally exhausted his limited lung capacity, Yu Quanwo's beautiful face turned even redder.

"Is it too late to call the police now?"

"How can something involving an older single girl be considered obscene?"

The words "older" and "younger" shouldn't appear on the same person at all, right?

As for the taste of the lollipop, Wuma Xingjin still couldn't taste it, probably because it wasn't as sweet as Yu Quanwo's beautiful lips and teeth.

Yuquan Gamei sent Wu Ma Xingjin back to Hachioji High School with satisfaction. She had a great time today, going out with the beautiful boy. The feeling of her vanity being strongly satisfied made her brain tremble with pleasure.

Even though she didn't want to admit it, as an aunt who was about to enter her third year of marriage, she was able to hook up a beautiful teenage boy and succeed. This was not a big victory.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wu Ma"

"Huh? Well, good afternoon."

Standing at the school gate was a girl he had never seen before, greeting him as if she had been waiting for a long time.

The other party has very conspicuous silver hair, and exudes a coquettish and charming temperament.

The silver-haired girl watched Yu Quanmei drive away in the SUV, poking her cherry-colored thin lips with her fingers in distress, as if she had a headache.

Hachioji High School

In the school board meeting room on the top floor of the school's main building.

Principal Suzuki's Adam's apple rolled. After reading the copy of "Can't Wait for His Return" in his hand, his mood could not calm down for a long time. Vice Principal Masaki and other directors next to him also looked at each other in disbelief.

"Student Wuma really gave us a great gift."

"Japan has not produced a work like this for many years."

"If I publish it now, I will win the Naoki Prize... no, I'm afraid I can even win the Akutagawa Prize!"

"You can win awards abroad."

Principal Suzuki crossed his hands on his chin, and his glasses reflected the light, making it difficult to see the eyes behind the frames.

"Don't rush to publish, you can wait"

"But......."

Extending his hand to interrupt the somewhat confused school directors, Principal Suzuki said in a low voice: "If this trump card is shown in the finals of the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards, the guys at Yuzhen High School will definitely be shocked, right?"

"But Suzuki, how can you guarantee that Wuma Xingjin will make it to the finals?" a school director asked.

"Everyone, please take a look." Suzuki had already expected someone to pass over a perfectly framed calligraphy.

It is written in regular script:

"Elegance is in heaven and earth, and happiness is in the mountains and forests."

This is the "Gift to Song Bolu Couplet" written by Senior Kang. Before Wuma Xingjin left early, he dealt with it in order to avoid being discovered by Bishop Morimiya Hui that he was fishing. It is a perfect way to describe his current state.

He told Yu Quanwamei to work hard, but he was also fishing.

"Is this written by Wuma Xingjin?!"

"That's right!"

A group of guys in their 60s and [-]s crowded around the table to watch as if they had never seen the world before.

The ink strokes on the snow-white rice paper are light and smooth, and are very similar to Wang Shusheng's handwriting.

"Am I right? This is Wang Xizhi's writing style!"

"It's just like the real thing, no, I can't even tell the difference."

"I didn't expect Wuma Xingjin's talent to be so terrifying."

"If it's to this extent..."

"If those guys from Yuzhen High School see it, I'm afraid they will throw the scraps of my writing into the toilet and flush it to the Pacific Ocean overnight."

"You're right, hahaha."