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

Being blown by the warm wind, sleepiness came over him. Wuma Xingjin found a sofa, closed his eyes and lay down, covering himself with his coat and fell asleep.Miyaguchi Masaharu and others also found a place to sit down.

Rika Nakaichi reluctantly held up the stand, screwed the card slot nut on the bottom of the camera and fixed it on the tripod.Why has this person been either sleepy or on the way to sleep since we met?

Now in the players' lounge, he didn't know when it would be his turn to play. Normal people would start to adjust their nervousness at this time, so how could he still sleep.Rika Nakaichi really doesn’t understand.

And along the way, Wuma Xingjin was not like other contestants who chatted endlessly in front of the camera and tried their best to show their presence. Instead, she and the cameraman chatted about daily life.

Rika Nakaichi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the player assigned to her was not a eccentric character and seemed to be easy to talk to.

There were members from other schools waiting in the lounge, and the uniforms of Hachioji High School attracted a lot of attention.As a fellow Art Award contestant, everyone present could recognize Wuma Xingjin, a very popular star figure.

Those who can stand here are all those who stand out among their peers. They have never suffered setbacks in their lives. In the field of calligraphy, they have overcome those who stood in the way one by one. They are proud of their hearts.

Even if I see a crooked signal sign while passing by the railway, I have to stop and curse a few times to feel full.

A student wearing the uniform of Xinyuan High School next to him pointed at a certain Wuma Xingjin who was just passing by and just wanted to sleep. He tilted his head towards the classmate and said disdainfully:

"Did you see that? He is the Wuma Xingjin who likes to put on a show online. He posts updates on the official website of the Art Awards all day long and dares not let anyone see the works he writes without coding them."

"I think this is a sign of guilty conscience. Otherwise, why would you pretend to record a video and hide the last handwriting?"

"The calligraphy category is not a place where you can win just by getting a lot of attention. It's really a shame for the Art Awards to have someone like him on the field."

"It seems that the nerds from Hachioji didn't enjoy being a stepping stone for us in previous years. They came again this year and were perseverant enough. This time they even brought us an experience package."

"Hahahaha, yes, Furuno is right, their eighth prince didn't even pass the audition last time, right?"

Masaharu Miyaguchi clenched his fists and wanted to go up to argue, but was pulled back by his companions.

"Fujizaka! Why did you stop me?"

"It's not rational to conflict with them now. Instead of being angry here, it's better to think about how to make the best of the situation."

Fujinaka Shu smiled bitterly. What the other party said was true. Hachioji High School has not been in the general election for four consecutive years. It is normal to be looked down upon.

Xinyuan High School's average deviation value is much lower than that of them, focusing on students' activities outside of study rather than their grades.

Taking the wrong approach has resulted in Xinyuan High School becoming a school with rich experience in cultivating students' expertise.

Once you are unable to achieve top results in the competition, it is easy to fail the admission if the deviation value is not high.Therefore, students from Xinyuan High School are considered a strong dark horse in the art awards.

If you don't succeed, you will succeed. His talent is not bad, and he has spent more time training, so he is naturally strong.

"Look, those [nerds] don't even have the guts to refute. If you ask me, it's better to go back to my hometown and farm, so that we can still meet some opponents with normal strength."

Furuno Takashi looks down on Fujinaka Osamu's shrinking performance. What about your literati's pride?You can't even show this kind of grace and you are worthy of competing with me.

Don't avoid the three nines when it's cold, don't avoid the five volts when it's hot.He has read the classics and history a hundred times, and the inkstones have been frozen on the frost table. In front of him, these half-baked guys are simply insulting Chinese studies and calligraphy.

If you say your strength is poor, forget it. He is just pretending to be a bastard by saying nothing.The eyes he looked at the Hachioji calligraphy team became more and more disdainful.

"Especially that Wuma Xingjin, who is just trying to gain fame and reputation."

"Hmph, it's a pity that the director of the literature department in the video was doing his ink painting for him. He really thought that he was an ancient young master, playing with the red sleeves to add fragrance? Although that Yuan Qingxue is very cute, it's a pity that he has bad taste."

Off camera, the mom fans were getting angry and scolding Furuno Takashi in front of the TV, but they couldn't defend Wuma Xingjin through the screen.I sighed inwardly, wanting to see the reaction of the beautiful boy who slept while paddling from beginning to end.

Yuquan Gami's reaction was stronger than theirs. Seeing Furuno Takashi's provocation, she bit into the machi stick angrily, switched her legs back and forth and folded them on her knees, almost knocking over her coffee.

"Huh? How dare he! He's so arrogant."

"Yu Quan, have you finished sorting out the meeting documents?"

"Hey! Aren't you going to need it next week?"

"After you finish it now, you can do next week's work next week. This will save you time. Work will be easier."

Wu Ma Xingjin tugged on his coat and looked at Furuno Takashi with a pair of sleep-deprived eyes.

"You are so noisy... If you want to yell and curse, please go out and turn left to go to the karaoke bar. Don't disturb my sleep."

"By the way, what are you doing if you don't take a break in the lounge?"

Chapter 81

The lounge is for resting, no doubt about it.He couldn't even find anything wrong with this sentence.

It is the most basic courtesy to keep the volume low when others are resting. Others either close their eyes and take a nap like Wuma Xingjin, or watch the show silently.

Only Furuno Takashi's mocking voice echoed in the lounge. Wuma Xingjin pointed it out to the point, and he found that he seemed to be the one who ruined the quiet atmosphere in the lounge.

In this country that pays attention to the atmosphere, it is a serious matter not to be able to read the eyes of the people around you.

Wuma Xingjin rubbed his eyes and sat up from the sofa, and continued in a lazy voice:

"First of all, the minister's vision is as perfect as herself. She may have problems of one kind or another, but besides being cute, she is the most powerful person I have ever met. This is the exact fact that I have experienced countless failures. Absolutely not People like you can evaluate,"

Suddenly, his gentle and jade-like temperament became sharper, and he flicked a 50 yen coin with his fingers.

"Since you are so unhappy with me, why not just skip the drawing and designate the other party as your opponent?"

According to the rules of the Art Prize, contestants have the right to choose their opponents before drawing lots. Of course, in order to avoid the situation where the horse is superior to the horse, both parties need to agree.

It is normal for literati to have conflicts of opinion. It can be said that this has become a must-have program every year.

The coin flipped rapidly in the air, and the spherical afterimage flew up and down. As it bounced and fell again, a hand was firmly placed on it to cover it. Wuma Xingjin moved his hand and looked at Furuno Takashi.

"No one's efforts should be made fun of. As for whether the people in the Hachioji calligraphy group are the nerds you call them, you will know soon."

"Make a choice. If I win, I will apologize to Minamoto Seiyuki and Miyaguchi Masaharu after the game."

"As for me losing? Sorry, there's no chance of that happening."

"Just like this coin, I will only let the seemingly random results appear to be the only possible ones."

Arrogant and confident, there is no doubt about it.

Miyaguchi Masaharu never thought that these words would appear on the low-key Wuma Xingjin. However, at this time, he actually had a strong personality charm, as if what he said would be fulfilled, and people around him could trust him with confidence.

Could it be that you have been pretending?No, when Furuno Takashi pointed his words at them and Minamoto Kiyuki, Uma-san stood up completely, otherwise why was there no response from the front.

"I accepted, and my request is very simple. If I win, the personal seal in your hand will belong to me, and I will never let you see you at the Art Awards again."

Furuno Takashi snorted coldly. He had ancient copybooks passed down from his ancestors at home.

That is a precious handwriting that has been preserved from the Tang Dynasty to the present. Due to the age and the cross-sea reasons, the author's seal has been damaged, making it impossible to find out the author and source.It is also based on the content that the dynasty can be judged.

The quality of the work on the exquisite paper is comparable to Liu Gong, and it is unknown which great master left it behind on a whim.

However, by imitating most of the handwriting left behind, their family has produced several calligraphy masters, all of whom have left a strong mark in the history of Japanese calligraphy.

And he is the most talented person in the history of calligraphy in his family. He has been hiding for more than ten years just to get the highest honor among the young generation in Japan:

Tokyo Autumn Art Prize, Calligraphy Gold Prize!

He was just a pretty boy putting on a show, but he didn't think the other party was capable of letting him use his full strength.

"It seems that Wuma is very confident in himself. Very good. You are very good. Only such an opponent is worth defeating."

"We will see the real results on the field."

If an opponent does not shy away from his pressure and chooses tit-for-tat, then he will also give Wuma Xingjin a certain amount of respect. This is the arrogance of a scholar.

Be proud of others but not yourself.

"Then please look forward to your performance."

Wuma Xingjin took a sip of barley tea, and the cold drink slid through his mouth. The young man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he became the sleep-deprived salted fish again.

This is not a country, and my mother is not around, so it’s okay to be a little more casual.

There are no monsters or monsters in the country. In the Eastern Kingdom, which has thousands of years of cultural heritage, the guys trained by those families are not only good at calligraphy, they are as versatile as humanoid plug-ins.

But the existence of Wuma Xingjin shattered the self-esteem of those arrogant geniuses.Japan's domestic literary world has never experienced the fear of being dominated by the so-called "Wuma Nightmare".

However, the fans who opened Wuma Xingjin's personal channel outside the TV were astonished by his temperament as if he had just unsheathed a sword. Unfortunately, it was just a flash in the pan, otherwise they could have watched Wuma Jun's high-spirited appearance for a while longer.

: I want to be the mouth of the bottle, mouth to mouth with my Wu Majun, hey hey hey hey...

: Form a group to dig through bottles in the trash can (1/1)

: I would like to ask Mr. Wu Ma whether he will accept a small commercial performance. There is no need to show any talent. You just need to attend and hold my hand, and finally say "I do".

: I heard your plan in Hokkaido.

: Are there any sisters who got tickets for the audition?I bought it at a high price.

: If I hadn’t worked overtime today, I would have gone to the Wuhou Temple to greet Mr. Wuma.Damn boss!During World War II, the Jews in Germany could get off work at five o'clock, but I had to stay at the company until 10:30 every day!

: I really want to drive towards Wuma-chan. In this case, he will become Wuma-chan that only belongs to me. (collapse face)

: I am super!Yandere!

: What are you delusional about my husband! ! !

: What about your husband? Is there any evidence to prove it?

: If you don’t believe it, I’ll let him eat a lollipop right now to show you!

: Okay, the lollipop covered in Wu Majun's saliva will still be stringy when pulled out of the mouth.What a harp!

"Eat a lollipop now, hurry up, and my sister will give you a knee pillow when you get home tonight."

The phone vibrated, and Wuma Xingjin saw the message sent by Yu Quanwo. Although he couldn't figure out why she did this, he still took out a real stick from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

Rika Nakaichi understood the audience's thoughts very well and zoomed in on the scene to give a close-up.

The young man has white teeth and starry eyes. The white plastic rod presses marks on the thin lips. The outline between the lips is like slender leaf veins. It is as fresh as the willow leaves after the spring rain. Just looking at it makes people have the urge to kiss him.

:what's the situation?You are actually eating a lollipop. How did you do that? It couldn't be a coincidence, right?Or are you really Mr. Wuma’s girlfriend?

Yu Quan Wo Mei hadn't been proud for long, and after seeing this comment, she quickly replied with a cold sweat on her head.

: Haha, of course not. How could I be Wuma Jun’s girlfriend?It's just a coincidence.

: Let me just say, such a handsome Wuma Jun must be a clean person and not fall in love so early.

Sighing, Yuquan Wami turned off her cell phone and stared at the computer screen with her chin propped up. The steaming coffee beside her went cold even after she forgot to drink it.

She needs to pay attention to her words and deeds online, and can no longer do whatever she wants, in case her boyfriend's relationship is exposed because of her, and then she is forced to quit the Internet by the female fans who broke up the house, and completely disappears from the Art Awards.She will never forgive herself.

This kind of thing cannot even be made public. There may be a chance only after the art award is over. Let alone making the relationship public, she now keeps a distance from Wu Majun when they go out. They can no longer hold each other as intimately as before. .

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Audition branch venue Wuhou Temple