Order French fries at Shuchiin

"Do you know what the director of the drama department is called in school?"

"Uh... a devil with narrowed eyes and a smile?"

Xing Yuanhui recalled the characteristics that best represented the director of the drama club.

"No, I'm a demon who enjoys watching my juniors wail in emotional relationships and draws spiritual nourishment from it!"

Fujiwara Chika pretended to be a ferocious beast and howled "Ah!"

"Really...?" The young man was skeptical.

"Of course! I used to be one of her partners, don't I know what she is like?" Senior Sister with Butterfly Knot muttered.

"...That's really amazing, you are worthy of it." Xing Yuanhui adjusted his collar in front of the mirror, then opened the door.

Looking towards the camera, he said: "So what exactly was done to them?"

"Nothing. She just likes to see two people with an emotional relationship perform together on stage. She says it can better bring out the characteristics of the script."

"It doesn't sound bad." Xing Yuanhui took the card off. "It might be something like a prince's kiss. Maybe it can directly take the relationship to the next step?"

Isn’t this the matchmaker? Could it be that there is a cow?

Thinking of this, Xing Yuanhui's expression became much more solemn, and several plot developments in the inner world emerged in his mind.

This is no longer an ordinary villain, we must strike hard!

I saw the changes in the younger generation's facial expressions and the "cracking" sounds they made when pressing their fingers.

Fujiwara Chika asked in confusion: "Why are you so solemn?"

"Well, it's hard to say." Xing Yuanhui thought about it and gave up the idea of explaining, "You go ahead and talk first."

"Hmm..." Fujiwara Chika thought for a moment, "To put it simply, she likes to let the actors, especially those with arrow relationships, perform freely."

"Sounds normal, huh?"

"What if I say that the Arrow relationship is more than just a romantic relationship?"

"...So avant-garde?" Xing Yuanhui was shocked.

The "people" you are talking about don't include armed helicopters, do they?

"There were also times when the three people in a love triangle expressed their emotions on stage through the script... For example, the third person hugged the legs of the person they had a crush on and said, 'Please, I'll do anything for you'."

Fujiwara Chika even paused when describing the third party, and her tone was humble, which made Xing Yuanhui think of an old friend.

"Then what is your role as a partner, senior sister?" He asked with raised eyebrows, thinking of something.

"Help her choose the script." She pointed her fingers and whispered, like a child who had made a mistake.

It seems like your sin is no less than that of the Minister...

Xing Yuanhui covered his face: "...We are indeed partners who live and die together."

That director really makes the best use of his resources. No wonder the events and rules in the board game club are so weird. If a couple provokes you, a prefecture will disappear, or if you see a wedding, you have to pass a mental test, but there are also punishments.

Just as he was about to continue the discussion, faint footsteps were heard in the corridor outside the door.

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Xing Yuanhui said in a low voice quickly, and then deliberately changed the subject loudly, "Senior, please contact the president and the others. We have to go out to the theater today, and we will communicate with them tomorrow."

"Oh, oh!" Fujiwara Chika hurriedly took out her cell phone to edit a text message, and when she saw the minister appear at the door, she greeted him.

I almost got heard saying bad things about others behind their backs!

The two glanced at each other, and Xing Yuanhui stood up and said, "Then, shall we leave first?"

Seeing that the minister did not respond, he handed her the changed costume, ignored the faint smile on her face, and quickly left with the senior and the camera.

The minister, who was standing alone, looked at the two men's backs with a strange light in his eyes.

Maybe these two people can be used to film a movie...

Chapter 48: Stop destroying the worldview of the love detective

After returning the camera and bidding farewell to their bicycles on campus in tears, they took the tram, and Xingyuan Teru and Fujiwara Chika stood outside the theater.

"Since Ogino said there will be a performance in a few days, then there should be people coming to rehearse, right?" Xing Yuanhui stroked his chin and smacked his lips at the big theater. "But I didn't expect the theater to be so big."

The overall appearance of the theater is simple and clean. In addition to the musical theater that can accommodate 1,800 people, there are also several smaller theaters that are wrapped in reddish-brown wooden boards and are clearly visible both indoors and outdoors.

Surrounding the core of the theater, a winding public trail system cuts cracks into the "theater box", guiding citizens to wander through a series of rich public space sequences.

It includes a professional black box theater and rehearsal hall, as well as a performing arts training space for the public, an outdoor theater, a cafe, and outdoor gardens on each floor.

Did Ogino, who came from a stage play background, grow up performing in a place like this?

It was understandable that he would feel confused. Xing Yuanhui subconsciously believed that the value of Ogino's achievements was more concentrated in TV dramas, rather than in large sections of various stage plays that he could recognize or not.

Even though he has lived in Japan for almost ten years, the male protagonist still lives like a foreign guest. It's really rare.

"Of course, right? If they can undertake a national event and it's not this big, wouldn't it be a joke?" Fujiwara Chika sneered.

"You understand so well." Xing Yuanhui clapped his hands in a pretentious manner.

"Isn't that natural? But now is not the time to talk about this!"

She raised her finger slightly, pointing it at the schematic diagrams of the two courtyards at the entrance of the theater: "The theater troupe that Ogino is in is quite well-known, and this is not the first time they have cooperated with this theater. Judging from experience, the performance venue this time should still be at the Song and Dance Theater."

Walking to the front desk, Fujiwara Chika waved her hand to stop the staff who were about to stand up to introduce themselves, and took Xing Yuanhui to look at the performance schedule on the side. There was still a blank sheet of paper regarding the arrangements for the musical theater.

"If Ogino is not bluffing us, then the inside scoop he gave us is really valuable." Xing Yuanhui scanned the bulletin board and tried to search for relevant information online, but to no avail.

Little do people know that many personal accounts lack such an opportunity to attract traffic in the blue ocean?

"Yeah...you wouldn't be bribed by this news, right?" Fujiwara Chika glanced at him.

"How could that be? I don't run my own media, and I'm not interested in becoming a manager in a fan group." Xing Yuanhui shrugged, his eyes filled with disdain.

Fanatical fans love gossip about the "brothers" the most. If it can be confirmed to be true afterwards, it won't be a problem for them to become a group leader, or at least a small administrator and call the shots.

Don't underestimate this position, it's really lucrative if you can get promoted. You can get peripheral products, tickets and other things related to idols. Even if you may be just a small manager, you have the opportunity to get in touch with these things.

If you get the product and become a scalper on the spot, you can sell it at one, three or even ten times the price than through normal channels, and the cost may still be zero.

Moreover, in the entertainment industry, it is a culture and norm for fans to raise funds to promote and support their idols. For those fans who want to get into the "core", just buying some peripherals and tickets to watch the performances cannot be considered a token of their loyalty.

But the power of an individual is small, and most of them are ordinary people. If you ask them to show their true loyalty, they can only pour out their hearts and tell you how much they love the idol.

If at this time, someone tells the fans that he can take you to contribute to your beloved idol, and you can also go to the scene to cheer, vote, distribute support materials, and show your love, all for you to pay a little money, what will those fans think?

Therefore, these fan leaders are quite good at stirring up trouble and making money, and they often appear in the news to gain program effects.

"So what should we do now?" Fujiwara Chika crossed her arms, "Let me tell you first, although Kaguya-san agreed for us to go out, she also gave us a new mission."

She did not avoid suspicion and swiped her finger across the screen of her mobile phone a few times, directly showing him the email sent by Shinomiya Kaguya.

Not far away, at a magazine stand where people can kill time, a well-built black-haired man was holding a magazine from two years ago and chatting with a college student who came here to volunteer, but his eyes kept looking over here.

[The president and I found out that Ogino broke up with Otomo because of her busy career. I felt that it was because I was too busy that I neglected Otomo's feelings, which led to Ishigami's attack on him. So I thought it was all my fault and broke up with Otomo. According to Otomo's friends, she mentioned this from time to time until she failed the exam and could not go directly to Shuchiin High School. Since you went to the theater, can you investigate Ogino's schedule at the time to confirm whether it was true? ]

Xing Yuanhui nodded, and said in surprise like an adventurer who had discovered a gold mine: "So Xiuzhiyuan still has a normal elimination mechanism?"

"You just saw that I failed the exam after reading all these words, right?" Fujiwara Chika took back her phone and said unhappily, "Without an elimination mechanism, how could the deviation value of Shuchiin be so high!"

"That giga guy..." He thought of an old friend who had failed a grade.

Senior Sister with Butterfly Tie’s face froze.

Isn't it a bit inappropriate to say now that her grandfather is the principal...it will deepen the stereotype, right?

Fujiwara Chika avoided the topic and forcibly changed it, saying, "She is special! Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's discuss how to confirm this."

Xing Yuanhui, who was very sensitive, sensed something, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just smiled and said, "I have to ask people anyway, so it won't hurt to ask one more person."

When she heard this, she raised her eyebrows and said in a Kong Yiji-like way, "Let me test you," "So what are you going to do?"

Xing Yuanhui quickly took out his wallet, and as if he was touching Aladdin's lamp, "Fukuzawa Yukichi" flew out of it, looking at Fujiwara Chika with deep eyes.

There are also a few photos of "Shibusawa Eiichi" mixed in there.

"I'm talking to you..." Fujiwara Chika crossed her arms and looked at Xing Yuanhui with a "prodigal" look in her eyes, "Xing Yuan, aren't you too dependent on external things? Do you know why the principal commissioned the student union instead of a private detective?"

"Because the student union doesn't charge money!" Xing Yuanhui answered without hesitation from the perspective of wallet economics.

"..." She was speechless for a moment, her Adam's apple moving, and she could only forcefully elevate the original theme, "It's because the principal believes in us!"

"If he believes us, shouldn't he believe this?" He shook the 10,000 yen, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, "This is clearly the principal's salary."

"..." Fujiwara Chika fell silent again, and finally she could only hold her head and shout in despair, "All the detectives in novels use money to pave the way like you do!"

She suddenly reached out and grabbed Xing Yuanhui's wrist. Xing Yuanhui did not dodge, wanting to see what the senior sister was going to do.

"Stop destroying the worldview of the love detective." Fujiwara Chika stared at Xing Yuanhui with great seriousness, her face firm, "So no external force is allowed now! At least not before you encounter a bottleneck!"

"Hey, you can't get angry just because reality works differently than what's written in novels and comics."

Xing Yuanhui looked at the aggressive Fujiwara Chika. Her bow was floating against gravity like a Saiyan's hair, and veins were even popping out of the fabric.

...Won't this thing bleed if I charge it up a bit more? Is the board game department's technology the best in the world?

"Okay, okay." Xing Yuanhui waved his hand perfunctorily, just as if he agreed.

I always feel like the dean is standing in front of me and scolding me for spending millions or even tens of millions of yen to buy those expensive fruit brands that are obviously overpriced.

Although I was indeed wasting money at that time, the more I thought about it, the more I was unwilling to put the items sold individually into one box, because I even had to pay more for taking away other people’s share…

"Very good!" Chika Fujiwara, who had maintained her own worldview, stood with her hands on her hips and said proudly, "So what should we do next? Sherlock Holmes!"

For the sake of me being Sherlock Holmes, Watson, you should be thankful that I didn't hit you on the forehead.

Regardless of the eagerness to try here, waiting for Xing Yuanhui to be unable to come up with an idea and be robbed of the title of detective, Xing Yuanhui turned around and looked at the staff who had been quietly watching here, and asked directly:

"Um, I'd like to ask you if you are a college student here to volunteer, right?"

"Of course!" The receptionist who had been sitting in her seat secretly watching the couple's crosstalk answered weakly.

There was no other way. After all, she was the front desk clerk and couldn't look at her phone. Today there was a rare bickering between a man and a woman, so of course she couldn't miss it.

Although it's very rude.

Xing Yuanhui didn't ask this question just to investigate the matter, as this young lady wasn't the only one staring at them.

"Do you know Ogino Hikaru?" he asked, leaning his arms on the stage.

"I know! He and you are both students of Xiuzhiyuan, right?" The social man's eyes lit up and his tone immediately rose several notches.

"You can recognize all this?" Xing Yuanhui looked surprised.

Fujiwara Chika also asked in confusion: "The school uniforms for junior high school and high school are different, right?"

"Hehe..." She covered her face, obviously a little shy about what she was about to say, "I am also a fan of Ogino-kun, these things are not worth mentioning..."

I have also grabbed quite a few tickets by taking advantage of my position!

Hearing this, Xing Yuanhui immediately retreated tactically and looked at the other person calmly.

Aren’t you the legendary fan leader?

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "So you know why we're here? For that free show?"

"In fact, I wanted to ask you when you were looking at the performance schedule just now." The receptionist scratched her head. "After all, it's rare to find someone who can say with certainty that there will be performances at the musical theater in a few days, and you also mentioned Ogino-kun."

I didn’t expect you to know that, Xing Yuanhui stared at the front desk with wooden eyes.

Sighing, he scratched his head and asked, "Then, considering that we are all insiders of confidential information and are students of Shuchiin, can I go to the theater to take a look?"

At this time, the crew should be rehearsing, right?

"Uh..." The receptionist was embarrassed. She was afraid that this student who might know Ogino would be angry, so she said timidly, "I'm just a receptionist. At most, I can help you make a phone call and ask them..."

"Oh, I see." Xing Yuanhui waved to Fujiwara Chika next to him to show that he knew his limits. He was not angry and replied with a smile, "Then let's go to the entrance of the musical theater and take a look ourselves."

He waved his hand for Fujiwara Chika to follow, and the two of them strolled along the aisle towards the musical theater inside.

The light from the window shone on the wall in patches, with tiny halos dotting the sides of the ballet dancers standing on one leg to show off their bodies, and hiding in the folds of their skirts, like naughty elves playing with the hostess.

Noticing that the suspicious man who was reading the magazine did not catch up, Xing Yuanhui frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, decided to catch him in the act before telling Fujiwara Chika.