I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

Hey, he will also go there by then, and he will definitely dance with Qianhuajiang.

And in this way, it can avoid the occurrence of Shura Field to a certain extent.

Shigiya Huiye opened her small mouth, but finally swallowed it without saying.

She...she also thought about dancing with him when she thought of it, it's best to jump to the end of the whole banquet, and then...and then reproduce what happened during the last banquet.

But her reservedness made it difficult for her to take the initiative to express her request.

One is guilty of duplicity and self-esteem, and the other is straightforward and has no scruples. He can say whatever he thinks in his heart.

This is the biggest difference between her and Qianhua.

After lunch, Makoto Jingu did not rest, but went to continue working.

Si Gong Huiye and Qianhua also put away their small chatting hearts, and devoted themselves to the busy cultural festival arrangement.

After all, cultural festivals are in sight, and time is still tight.

This was also the first time that the two women directed and arranged the flow of the entire cultural festival, and they didn't want any mistakes.

In this way, time passed a little bit, until the end of the lunch break, and then until three o'clock in the afternoon.

According to normal circumstances, there are still dozens of minutes before school in the afternoon.

Makoto Jingu put away the documents on hand, loosened his sore neck, stood up and twisted.

Shigiya Huiye immediately raised his head and glanced at him, and asked, "Is it past now?"

"Ok."

"So early, what if Senior Sister Dongma isn't there?"

"Hey, I think Dongma-senpai may go home after the exam.. After all, such a long free time."

Huiye and Qianhua spoke one after another, and the seemingly logical words contained a hint of not wanting him to go.

Jingu Cheng heard this and shook his head extremely confidently: "No, Dongma-senpai must be in the music room now."

Shigiya Kaguya couldn't help but sneered: "I also said that I am not familiar with her, and his tone is so sure."

Fujiwara Qianhua tilted her head and said, "Will you make an appointment with Dongma-senpai in advance?"

"No, I just trust my judgment."

The corner of Jingu Makoto's mouth was slightly raised, and he waved his hand and turned and said, "I'll go now. See you this weekend."

Click, the door closed.

The two women withdrew their gazes one after another, and then looked at each other, and they could see the worry in each other's eyes.

Winter horse and yarn... really beautiful.

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Two: One's Harmony.

The campus in the afternoon is indeed very lively, with a bustling flow of people everywhere.

After the difficult test of the exam, everyone subconsciously sought to relax.

When walking through the playground, the boys on the green grass are chasing round, black-and-white footballs. On the red track, there are silhouettes of people playing or jogging and relaxing, covered with blue paint, and open. The basketball court is full of people and crowds are everywhere.

Makoto Jingu couldn't help but stop and take a look. From the bottom of his heart, they thought they were training, because the basketball club's campus game, which was stopped deliberately because of exam week, will restart next week.

Suddenly, there was a wonderful feeling in his heart: drops of sweat mixed with blood and youth, sprinkled on this noisy land under the cool autumn breeze.

Once he was just a bystander showing envy, now he is one of them.

But Jingu Makoto's youth, not only has blood, but also countless bonds of tenderness that can be predicted.

He just stayed for a while, and soon continued to take his footsteps, leaving the overlooking playground.

The complex dedicated to club activities is also full of people, and there are students coming in and out at the gate all the time.

Walk into the building and follow the elevator to the third floor.

The music department is on this floor, and Yukoshita Yukino's ministry is also on this floor.

Passing through the corridor, just walking to the classroom where the Ministry of Service was located, Jingu Makoto turned his head subconsciously, and through the small gaps in the curtains, he could clearly see that there was only one person in the classroom.

Xuexia Xuena quietly held the book in her hand, and the window on the other side was generously opened. The cool breeze came in through the window, blowing slowly, picking up her black blue silk, she was so white The extreme small face and dark hair form a strong contrast.

Just a profiled face is enough to make people fascinated and upside down.

It is hard to imagine that there will be such a beautiful girl, and what is even more unimaginable is that she is still in high school and belongs to the stage where the youth has not fully grown.

The most beautiful stage for a girl is the ten years from twenty to thirty years old. Those below twenty appear immature, and those above thirty appear a little old-fashioned.

In the past ten years, regardless of temperament, which requires experience and accumulation of years of age, it is indeed the most peak ten years, just from the perspective of appearance.

Now Yukino is beautiful enough to make people jealous. In a few years, when she reaches adulthood and enters university, she will probably be recognized as a school girl again.

Of course, Makoto Jingong just sighed silently in his heart, he was not a voyeuristic madman.

After a short glance, he moved on without hesitation.

Today’s goal is not the Ministry of Service.

A figure floats by the window, and Yukino Yukino seems to have noticed the gaze cast by Makoto Jingu.

She turned her head and glanced at the direction of the curtain unconsciously, who had been concentrating on reading, just in time to see Makoto Jingong leaving.

But Xue Nai didn't see the face of this figure clearly. In other words, she didn't know who it was.

She would not narcissistically think that the people who walked by were peeping at her. The music department is a popular club on the third floor, and the flow of people is increasing.

It's just that she felt that the figure walking by was a little familiar, a bit like someone.

But if it was him, he should stay with the student union now. It's not easy to be an executive committee member of the cultural festival. How can there be so much time for him to wander around.

Xuexia Xuenao's mouth was slightly raised, and she muttered, "It doesn't matter if it's not."

Leaving the Ministry of Service, and walking a little further, the sound of intermittent music came quietly.

Well, it’s time for the music department.

Thanks to the special materials used in the construction, the sound insulation of each classroom is good.

Of course, it is impossible to completely conceal the sound of loud drums mixed with various musical instruments during the music department's activities, but compared to ordinary buildings, the sound is not so obvious.

This is also to prevent a certain club from being too noisy during activities, so as to harass the normal activities of other clubs.

In the music department, Jingu Cheng is not particularly familiar with people.

None of the girls around him are from the music department, and they are rarely keen on music.

Qianhuajiang likes piano more, but the club she joins is a board game club, which is mainly for fun.

Originally, Makoto Jingu still wondered if he could meet a few female protagonists of the music fan, such as Kaoru Miyazono, but the facts were obvious: no.

This is almost non-existent, but he hasn't noticed it.

Because with Kaoru Miyawon's excellent appearance and musical ability, if she is really there, she will definitely be sought after.

Even if her appearance is not very top-notch, she can still rely on her outstanding talents to earn points.

Winter horse and yarn is an example of double overlap.

It has both stunning appearance and impressive piano performance.

Putting the two apart, each item can bring her a high degree of attention, not to mention the superimposition of the two, the effect is simply explosive.

In fact, to be honest, even if Dongma and Sa do not become a pianist, she can quickly become a focus when she becomes a model.

Her temperament, appearance and figure are almost a natural model.

With a cold face, the aura is so awesome that A has to make countless little sisters call her husband.

Thinking about it this way, Makoto Jingu quietly walked past the music department.

Go all the way to the end of the corridor.

His destination is here.

Standing at the door of the music room, Makoto Jingu didn't rush to knock on the door.

He leaned over and listened carefully, until he heard the crisp sound of the piano, confirming that Dongma and Sha were in the music room, he slowly reached out and knocked on the door.

His knock on the door sounded, and the piano performance in the music room also stopped.

After a while, the door was opened.

Dongma Hesha raised her hands, her beautiful blue eyes gleamed with sharp coldness, and her impeccable facial features were reflected in Makoto Jingong's eyes.

Her dress and dress habits have always been more masculine, such as suits, shirts, uniforms, and even the tie.

Except for the black and blue pleated skirt, a strong male A's attacking wind blows his face.

Seeing Makoto Jingong standing at the door, the cold beautiful eyes under the air bangs suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

Obviously, Touma Kazuya did not expect Makoto Jingu to come.

In other words, she never thought that Makoto Jingu would come again.

So she subconsciously said: "Why are you here?"

Jingu Cheng heard this, and a touch of innocence came out from the corner of his mouth: "It sounds, did I bother you, senior sister?"

Dongma Hesha shook his head and said, "That's not true."

"Then can I go in?" Jingong Makoto said softly.

Before Dongma and Sa say anything, he frustrated: "Think about it, I haven't heard the beautiful piano sound of senior sister for a while..."

The fragility he deliberately revealed that Dongma and Sa could not refuse.

In fact, she never thought of rejecting it.

Staying alone for too long is still a bit lonely after all.

If there is someone to accompany you, even if you don't speak, someone is fine.

Of course, this person must be a person recognized by Dongma and Sa.

Otherwise, let some unrelated guys stay here, and Dongma and Sa will feel that something is wrong.

Chapter 153: Emotional cards!

Following in the footsteps of Touma and Sa, Jingu Makoto walked into the music room and closed the door smoothly.

Staring at her back, the two were a little closer, Jingu Makoto unconsciously wanted to sniff. This was his habit, not a bad taste.

Every girl has her own unique taste.

In fact, the so-called natural body scent is very mysterious. Most of the smelled scents are gradually developed based on the combination of the girl's personality and the environment.

A fiery personality will give off a slightly pungent and charming smell, and what you want is an outstanding, eye-catching effect.

Most people who are quiet tend to have a light fragrance, just like when choosing the color of their clothes, they tend to be white and gray.

But the smell of Dongma and yarn is a bit strange.

Even with the window open and the cool autumn breeze blowing by, Makoto Jingu couldn't smell the obvious smell.

Hidden faintly in the flowing air, there is only a faint fragrance, not strong at all, almost nothing.

She doesn't have the habit of spraying perfume, even shampoo and shower gel are shallow. This is the conclusion of Jingu Makoto.

If you want to really smell her scent, you need to hug her tightly and let the nose touch her delicate skin.

Ha, this fits the character of Dongma and Sa.

If you want to see her beauty, you have to work hard to get closer and get closer to her.

Only by piercing the coldness covered by her, and only by touching her heart, can we feel the true beauty of her.

The thoughts he hid in his mind, Dongma and Sa will definitely not know.

She didn't even know that Makoto Jingong was sniffing the smell of her body secretly behind her.

Emmm, this move may be a bit hentai, of course Makoto Jingu will not expose his strange habit, so as not to be regarded as hentai.