For the peace of the Lonely Band, please sacrifice yourself!

Why do I feel like they are setting a trap?

Wang Yueshuo carefully picked up the teacup, took a sip slowly, and nodded secretly.

Great tea!

“Since you’ve drunk our tea, you have to take part in the Q&A session too!”

Hirasawa Yui made a sinister sound like a mastermind behind the scenes, and attacked the boy from behind with both hands, pressing tightly on his shoulders. She leaned down and asked sinisterly beside his ear:

"Who do you think is the most beautiful woman around you?"

"My mother." Wang Yueshuo answered immediately.

"Not really," Dai Wei crossed his arms, puffed up his cheeks and shook his head:

"You can't say that about women older than you!"

"Mochizuki-kun, deduct one point~" Kotobuki Tsumugi's voice came at the right time.

"No, can you still lose points for asking and answering quickly?"

Akiyama Mio watched the orange-red sunset slowly fill the entire activity room, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction. She glanced at Team Lu who had rarely calmed down, and her suspicious gaze wandered between the two of them.

I always feel like there's something weird between them...?

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"Welcome home, bro."

After returning home, Mochizuki Rin looked at her older sister, whose face was filled with exhaustion and torture, and tilted her head in confusion.

"Have you been drained by Sister Mio?"

"No, it's worse than that, a hundred times worse!"

Wang Yueshuo's eyes were filled with tears and he couldn't help sobbing.

"It's okay, it's okay. Your sister is here. Don't be sad or upset..." Mochizuki Rin patted her white and round thighs under her shorts and showed a gentle smile.

"......? What's wrong with you today?"

Mochizuki Shuo took a deep breath, his eagle-like sharp eyes flashed across his sister's beautiful legs, he frowned, and took two steps back.

"Is it not possible for me to care about you?"

Mochizuki Rin choked in dissatisfaction.

Wang Yueshuo hesitated, but after looking around, he found nothing harmful to him, so he slowly moved over and rested his head on the girl's warm thighs. Just as he was about to turn his face to the side, he heard the ethereal voice of the girl in the sky: "Is it time to cut your hair?"

"Let's grow it longer. That way it will look more rock and roll, right?"

“Haha, I just think it’s even more non-mainstream.”

Mochizuki Rin stuck out her tongue, stretched out her smooth little hands and playfully stroked the boy's hair. There was not a trace of tired white hair among the soft black short hair. She gently pressed down the curled hair and nodded with satisfaction.

The sister gently rubbed her brother's temple and hummed a lullaby.

Wang Yueshuo seemed to be really sleepy. His eyelids drooped like a bud hit by a rainstorm. His consciousness gradually became blurred and his body slowly relaxed. He fell asleep lying on his sister's lap.

Feeling the steady heat coming from the skin of her thighs, Mochizuki Rin knew that her brother had fallen asleep. But she still stroked the boy's handsome face with a feather-light force, measuring the distance from his forehead to his chin with her fingers, and giggled from time to time.

"correct."

Mochizuki Rin seemed to have thought of something, blinked slyly, took out her mobile phone from her side, turned on the camera, and started taking continuous photos of Mochizuki Saku who was sleeping on her lap.

Then he selected a few photos that he was particularly satisfied with and sent them to Akiyama Mio, with a dangerous smile at the corners of his lips.

Chapter 75: Morning Run, Self-discipline and Music Celebration

When the ringtone set last night rang as scheduled in the morning, the boy closed his eyes, slid on the off button, climbed out of the bed, and glanced at the time on the phone screen - 06:00.

Stretching lazily, Wang Yueshuo slowly opened the window with half-closed eyes, feeling the cold breeze of the early morning on his face. He shivered with cold and quickly took off his pajamas.

I changed into a moon-white ice silk short-sleeved shirt and loose sweatpants, and had freshly baked omelets and milk for breakfast.

The next hour was his morning jog along the path in front of his home to Linshui Temple, 2 kilometers away, and then back.

The soft but not warm or dazzling sunlight penetrates through the clouds, passes through the gaps between the clouds and mist, and projects obliquely, then passes through the woods on both sides of the path, casting tiny spots of light.

The sky was clear and blue. Under the shade of the trees, the roses, wisteria, phalaenopsis and other flowers and plants were tender and juicy. Passing by the lake, Wang Yueshuo felt the gentle breeze and the fresh air, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

By the time they reached Linshui Temple, even Mochizuki Shuo, who had been exercising regularly, could not help but sweat profusely. He slowly adjusted his breathing, bought a bottle of mineral water from a nearby vending machine, and gulped it down.

The sweet and cool water washed over his dry and hot throat, and he couldn't help but groan.

At seven o'clock in the morning, if it were Wang Yueshuo in high school in his previous life, he would probably still be standing in the classroom, drowsily reading out boring and difficult classical Chinese and English words and sentences. On the stage, the strict but inevitably sleepy teacher would put his hands behind his back, turn his back to the students, and take a short nap.

After resting for a few minutes and rubbing his sore and swollen calf muscles, Wang Yueshuo leisurely ran back home, walked into the bathroom, washed off the sweat and fatigue on his body, changed into pajamas again, and got into bed.

Today is Saturday and he doesn't have to go to school, so he can have a good nap.

Some people may ask, why not sleep first and then go for a morning run? Of course, it is because at eight or nine o'clock, people have already come up to Linshui Temple one after another. He does not want to become an ornamental creature in the eyes of pedestrians and tourists, so naturally he chooses a time when there are fewer people to exercise.

Unfortunately, the cell phone rang pleasantly early in the morning, announcing the end of the boy's plan to go back to sleep. After seeing who the caller was, the lazy look on his face immediately disappeared.

"Shuo Jun, do you have time today?"

The clear and cool voice of a young girl came from the phone, which made him feel as if he was drenched in ice water melted from the snowy mountains on a hot summer day, making him feel cool and refreshed.

"Yes, Ryo-san, you want to ask me out?"

Mochizuki Saku rested his chin on the soft pillow, and his lazy voice made Yamada Ryo think that he was still in bed and hadn't woken up yet. He ignored his question and instead said mockingly:

"It's nine o'clock in the morning and the sun is already shining on your butt. Shuo-kun is so lazy during the holidays."

"It's vacation now, so you can get up whenever you want. Besides, I'm taking a nap. Normally, I can sleep until noon." Wang Yueshuo glanced at the curtains that blocked the sunlight, and laughed twice with pride instead of shame.

"Of course, if it's Liang-san who wants to ask me out, then I will get up immediately, put on new clothes, and meet your expectations."

"Then come to this cafe. I'll send you the address later."

"I wish you a smooth wake-up (^_^)/"

The last emoticon sent by Yamada Ryo made the boy feel inexplicably that he was being mocked. He looked at his pajamas, which still had body temperature, helplessly and took them off reluctantly.

He took out a Garfield sea-blue short-sleeved shirt and a pair of thin light grey trousers from the closet, changed into classic black and white canvas shoes, fixed his hair in front of the mirror, said something to his sister who was lying on the sofa watching the latest anime, then pushed the door open and walked out, feeling refreshed.

The location of the cafe sent by Yamada Ryo is at Shinjuku 4-1-6 in Shinjuku District. The decoration of the shop is extremely nostalgic. As soon as Mochizuki Saku walked in, he could see the walls full of rock band posters, followed by the rich aroma of coffee.

When he arrived, the classic song Don't Stop Me Now by Queen from the last century was playing in the room, and Yamada Ryo was sitting by the window and waved at him.

The girl lazily curled up on the sofa with her legs crossed, revealing a small piece of fair calf skin that was not covered by pants and socks. On the table was a plate of curry rice, a small plate of French fries and a cup of iced American coffee.

"You actually know how to drink iced American coffee? Isn't it ranked last on your list of coffee favorites?" Mochizuki Saku looked at Yamada Ryo who was fiddling with the game console with a curious look.

Yamada Ryo didn't even raise his head, as if he was talking about a trivial matter:

"But it's really good at keeping people awake."

“And, on my other most refreshing drink column, I wrote its name.”

At this point, Yamada Ryo sighed, as if he was very sad and sorrowful that his teammate Mochizuki Saku was unable to remember his hobby.

Wang Yueshuo:.......

The boy took the coffee and croissant handed to him by the waiter with a smile on his face and asked:

"So you asked me to come here just for a cup of coffee?"

“Yes, but not only.”

"Let me guess, you're going to let me pay the bill again?"

"Congratulations, you got it."

Yamada Ryo wiped his eyes with relief.

"No, it's only the beginning of the month. How come you have no money again?"

Mochizuki Shuo almost spit out a mouthful of coffee, raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

"I bought tickets for the show next weekend," Yamada Ryo answered without hesitation.

"Oh, is that the ticket for the 'June Summer Music Celebration'?"

"Uh-huh, are you going too?"

Yamada Ryo's eyes lit up:

“Many popular bands were invited to participate in this celebration, so I bought VIP tickets and am waiting to enjoy their performances!”

Wang Yueshuo looked calm, but he almost laughed out loud inside.

"SIDEROS, SICK HACK, PNO, TWICE, MOON, After School TEA TIME, many famous and powerful bands will be on the stage. When I think of that feast of talents, I am so excited that I can't help myself!"

Yamada Ryo threw the game console aside, moved closer to Mochizuki Saku while swiping his phone, muttering about the popular band that came back to participate in the summer music festival, his eyes shining brightly and his face filled with an excited smile.

"However, the VIP tickets for the music festival don't seem to be that expensive. With your financial resources, you're out of money at the beginning of the month?" Wang Yueshuo looked him up and down suspiciously.

"Oh, and I also ordered a new bass from Fender."

Chapter 76 So the Tortoise Stopped Thinking

"There are too many stars in the sky but the moon is not clear, there are too many people on the earth but their hearts are not at peace. There are too many birds in the trees but the voices are chaotic, there are too many fish in the river but the water is not clear.

Continuing from the last episode, I saw Teacher Yamanaka Sahoko snap his fingers, and a few sturdy mechas holding drumsticks walked out from behind the curtain. With 80 magic resistance and 4000 defense, I knew they were top-notch mechas. Their fighting spirit and endurance were amazing. Each of them had a huge amount of health and a unique fighting style. Some of them even had hidden special effects, which would give the audience a big surprise!"

Tian Zhongli held the gavel in his hand and spoke in an authentic dialect, just like the storytellers that often appeared in picture books of our neighboring country, China, except that he was wearing a pair of round-frame sunglasses.

"....What are you talking about?" Akiyama Mio was speechless.

"Hehe~" The lawyer smiled softly and slammed the gavel on the table:

"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of morality, the achievements of the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. The five heroes made the Spring and Autumn Period, and the rise and fall of the country happened in an instant!

There are only a few names in the history books, and there are countless barren hills in Beimang. The land of the ancestors is harvested by the descendants, so what is the point of talking about the fight between dragons and tigers?

The girl with short brown hair suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled out a fan with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum painted on it in an ancient style from somewhere and waved it at herself.

"Good! This opening remark is well said! Oh, the tone is also very good, it has that authentic flavor!" Wang Yueshuo, who was sitting on a small stool, clapped his hands and laughed, making crackling sounds of joy.

Also applauding and celebrating was Miss Kotobuki with sparkling eyes. It was the first time for her to hear Chinese storytelling and she thought the performance was extremely interesting.

"Hey, Master Shuo, isn't this because of your good teaching? As the saying goes, like teacher, like apprentice. I am able to perform well today thanks to you."

"Why do I feel like you are scolding me?" Wang Yueshuo's eyes twitched.

"That must be your illusion." Tianzhong Ritsu said seriously.

Akiyama Mio rolled her eyes at the two funny guys, covered her forehead with her hands and sighed in pain.

Why are there so many people around me who are so insensitive and have social anxiety disorders?

Can you be as virtuous as me?

"Okay, okay, Shuo, why did you come to Wei's house?" Akiyama Mio finally couldn't stand it anymore and pushed the two guys who were flirting with each other apart and asked coldly.

"Didn't she message me first and ask me to help her with her homework?" Mochizuki Shuo was stunned for a moment, then looked at Hirasawa Yui who was lying on the small table and eating potato chips happily, with a dumbfounded expression.

"Really?" Akiyama Mio was also stunned.

"Yeah, but you guys are performing a show, right? You can learn xi after watching the show, okay!"

Dai Wei raised his hand with a smile.

"Why do you want to ask him for help? Why can't we?" Akiyama Mio tilted her head suspiciously.

"Ah, that's not what I meant!" Hirasawa Wei waved her hands repeatedly.

"Indeed, Mio-chan's grades are also very good..." Mochizuki Saku touched his chin.

"But Shuo's Chinese score is close to full marks!!!" Hirasawa Yui collapsed on the table, crying but unable to cry: "An enviable A+!!!"

"Sit tight, which subject do you want to make up for?" Akiyama Mio sighed, tapping on the small wooden table, and asked word by word.

"Of course it's math, Chinese, and English!" Hirasawa Yui threw out three textbooks, ready for battle like a general playing chess.

"I'm not good at math. I'm terrible at math~" Mochizuki Saku answered first.

"It's okay. I never thought of asking you to teach her math." Akiyama Mio rolled her eyes at a guy who always had a B grade in math. She took out three stacks of test papers from her schoolbag and said to Hirasawa Yui across the table:

"First, test your ability and finish these three papers."