My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

He sighed, walked straight to the Huhu, stretched out his hand, and easily took the heater in his hand. Although he walked in the skill flow, he still had the basic power.

"Oh? Mr. Bidori is here to help too?"

"Forget it, I said you just listen to her like that?"

Huhu covered his heart as if he had a heart attack: "If you don't help, Xiao Caihan will sue Hayato, she is the manager of the football department..."

"Ah, Senior Husband, isn't there a refrigerator? It's inside! There is also a heater beside the table."

"Oh, oh... I asked at the beginning..."

The Ministry of Households began to work babbledly, and at this moment, a person appeared in Biqigu's vision.

Senior Sister Xun was carrying a heavy-looking cardboard box in a hilarious manner. After noticing the dead fish eyes standing on the side, she just wanted to show a gentle smile, and then she straightened her face immediately, presumably still thinking about it. The unpleasantness of the cultural festival.

But Biqigu didn't care much about the unpleasantness at the beginning, so he consciously helped: "This, I'll get it."

"Huh? Thanks, thank you."

Cheng Yuxun's face was a little red, probably because he was a little embarrassed for his careful eye: "Ahaha, I'm sorry, Mr. Biqigu."

"It's nothing, it's just one last ride."

"Woo-"

"Is this line handsome?"

"What a terrible line!"

After waiting for him to help, Senior Sister Xun stood beside the table panting: "There are more personal belongings than expected. After sorting them, I found that there are a lot..."

Yahata suddenly became interested in the personal belongings of this elder sister who was about to enter school. When he mentioned the personal belongings of girls, his mind instantly popped up...

That's right!

Just what you think!

Scissors, hair accessories, little dolls, and so on, hey, there are also some impression diaries written in private...

"It feels like a different room..."

Cheng Wei Xun said to himself.

She spent all of this year here, and today, these have to make room for Isse.

Of course, she will come back temporarily after the handover, and even so, this place is completely different from the space she has been in.

The beautiful face left a trace of maturity. The girl's melancholy eyes sometimes quietly looked out the window, as if thinking about her past life, sometimes her eyes were slightly closed, allowing her tired body to rest for a moment.

Based on his many years of behavioral model research, psychological observations and social experience, this person-in all likelihood, his mobile phone is out of power!

"...To be honest, I was expecting it."

Softly, as usual, the tone slowly weaves the words: "If Yukoshita-san becomes the chairman, then Yubihama-san becomes the vice-chairman, and then...Higiya-kun is a general affairs. !"

"You think too much, how could I do general affairs..."

He also watched Yi Caiyu gesticulately direct by the busy Huhu, and smiled softly: "Don't tell Caiyu this paragraph, or she will be very depressed."

"Don’t interrupt, compare to Kegu-kun! Then, after graduation, I can also come to the student union with Yang-senpai from time to time, and I can also talk to everyone, "The cultural festival and sports festival at that time were really fun. thing."

Senior sister Xun, the lovely tour in Yang Nai's mouth, showing an innocent smile in the open air.

"...I dreamed of that kind of thing a little bit."

Is such a future possible?

He was silent for a moment, and then patted the smooth forehead of Senior Sister Xun: "I want to come back and have a look. You can come to the Ministry of Service. What's the difference?"

"Don't hit your head!"

The soft girl has nothing to do with his violence, she can only stare at him: "The Ministry of Service or something, I heard classmate Isse say that she will dispose of the Ministry of Service next year!"

A dead fish-eyed sneer: "She dare!"

"It's so fierce, Mr. Biqigu."

Cheng Yi glanced at him, and rolled his eyes without knowing what bad idea he was making. He said with an "um" as if he was determined: "It seems that I have to educate all my classmates in spirit, um, come on!"

"...That's really hard for you."

"Mr Biqigu! It's a hard work!"

………………

Amid the violent gasp, Yi Hueiyu hugged Biqigu's waist tightly.

At this time, the young man was already tired and sweaty, and had no strength, and his body fell on the ground together: "It won't work, I can't take it anymore, I'm so exhausted.

The girl's sweet voice was soft and waxy: "No, be more vigorous, faster, take me to fly together."

He burst out and took a deep breath: "You guys, you love to sit or not. There are so many things to ride a bicycle, or you can ride it."

"Humph……"

"It's all your fault. It's okay to say that there is no detour. How much time is wasting me now?"

"Hey, when I got home, Senior was actually wasting time in a daze on the sofa, right?"

"nonsense!"

"Hey, is it the beautiful girl who sees the light?"

He sank him with a single sentence, and then clasped his arms around his waist and tightened his hands: "Senior, the one who said during the day, that yeah, what is doujinshi?"

"It is equivalent to the second creation of the work."

"Oh, it's something called comike? The one who draws his own comics, some boys in the class are watching."

"Fangren in a broad sense is not just books, but also cosplay and self-created animation, music, radio drama CDs, character peripherals, etc., and there are many types. As for comike... it is indeed book-based."

"That...isn't it super profitable?"

"No, it's not. Basically, it doesn't consider the cost and benefit."

Generally speaking, fanzine is done because of liking. Obtaining benefits is not the goal. It seems common for many clubs to become deficits after accounting for various expenses.

"...I don't make money anymore, do it?"