Anyone who hears a treble live will know that a good treble is penetrating.

Maple dance treble shows such power that Qingshi and others feel like their ears are pierced.

Awesome, big sister.

Qingshi was amazed.

After the female voice part, it's men's turn.

He suddenly looked back and continued to rap.

And the Tianhai sisters were still in a state of dormancy, and it took a few seconds before they woke up.

Xingxiu gave off the sighing expression of "That was awesome just now”, while Ling Yang and Jin Xin looked at each other in opposition.

After Qingshi rapped a few sentences, the happy music rose again, and it was the female voice part.

Maple dance is accessed with a gentle song, the next one gradually rises, then the next one, the penetrating treble is reproduced!

The audience was struck again.

This time, including Ling Yin and Jin Xin, everyone showed a "damn this is too strong” look.

Big Sister, let's do it! Kneel for you!!

This voice is not in a dimension with ordinary people, and the hierarchical difference is very clear.

The song continues.

The third soprano, the fourth, the fifth… The maple dance was perfectly performed, each time singing extremely well, without any breaking or walking sound.

This is certainly not only the extent to which the mentors will turn around all but will also let them snap their heads on the show!

For Qingshi, the shock was not only the excellent treble, but also the other party's simultaneous emotional look.

The bombardment of the blonde teacher is also fierce!

Sergeant Haruta struggled to sustain himself and, under the constant heavy artillery bombardment, endured the last, albeit faltering.

At the end of the song, a round of applause sounded.

Everyone clapped hard and gave a warm round of applause to the soprano... oh no, the health teacher paid tribute.

The maple dance smiled.

The twin sisters looked at her with a somewhat complex expression, both admirable and otherwise.

“Sing a little too hard, change people.” The blonde teacher dropped the microphone.

Just "a little” too hard? Qing Shi thought in his heart.

Didn't you just give it your full play? No way...

“Teacher, won't you consider a career change? I think you're going to have a great future as a singer.” He couldn't bear saying.

“I'm not very fond of singing, it's okay to sing once in a while, it would be very sad to work with it.” The maple dance sipped a drink and responded.

“But if Junction Harano takes responsibility, I'd be happy to be a singer.” She looked at the teenager's face and smiled.

This smile is very lethal, Qing Shi suddenly hit the arrow.

“Take responsibility for... anything? ”

“Of course it's life's responsibility.” The beautiful blonde's eyes look gorgeous.

Qing Shi suffered a continuous blow and his face was slightly reddish and he had to turn away from his eyes.

The star show felt exposed and little “wow” sounded.

Ling Yin and Jin Xin's expression became a little more complicated.

“Cough... Teacher is such a joke... keep singing, then I will solo again!” Qing Shi forcibly escaped embarrassment.

The maple dance smiled and turned to the twin sisters.

Eye contact between girls was carried out silently with both eyes facing each other.

And only they know what they're communicating.

……

Pleasant time just passed.

Everyone thought enough of singing, and before they were ready to leave, Qingshi showed Ling Yin and Jin Xin his drawings and dramatic sketches.

Both sisters said they painted well and fully agreed to use it.

“Whether I want to use it or not, I have to talk to the painter… Iceflame Love before I make a decision.” Qingshi said.

“I didn't expect my predecessors to be able to paint. It's such a good painting. It's amazing.” The star show on the sidelines is sincerely praised, "can write novels, can paint again, can you actually paint comics? ”

“I'll paint later. I don't plan on painting now. ”

“I will wait with anticipation! ”

“I'd love to see Harano-kun's comics, too.” The maple dance said.

“So are we.” Ling Yin and Jin Xin said.

“Thank you… but please don't expect too much.” Qingshi smiled.

After that, the group left KTV and went home separately.

The snow is still falling, Qingshi walks and watches the snow fall, and his heart is calm.

Tomorrow is the last day of the year.

With this in mind, he recollects the days he has spent since his rebirth.

It's not a long time, but it's been through a lot… Overall, it's been quite a pleasure.

He sincerely hopes to have a good time next year.

However, hope returns to hope. Shadows also exist, for example...

The phone suddenly rang.

Qing Shi took a look, it was a poem.

“Hey, poetry, I'm on my way home right now. What's up? ”

“Brother... someone is looking for you.” The opposite voice said, "is a male yin and yang master, and a female god. ”

Boy Yin Yang Master? Qingshi instantly had a bad premonition.

“Master YinYang said his name was Miyagi. ”

Qing's footsteps paused.

And speed it up immediately!

“Are they in the house? ”

“No... I asked them to wait outside the door because I felt these two people... were not very good.” The poem whispered.

“You did the right thing. Don't let them in. Wait for me to come back!” Qing Shi pulled his legs and ran away.

I can't believe the Imperial Hand is here! What are you doing here? Revenge? Or a threat?

It's a dangerous guy. Qingshi was nervous just to think that he was on his doorstep right now.

No, calm down.

Though worried about poetry and Ling Zhong, the more this time of year, the less you can panic.

“Are they enemies?” After hearing what Brother Yi said, the Divine Poem asked.

“Yes! Be wary of them.” Qingshi replied, "Let them wait outside the door and try not to talk to them again... if they attack, run away with Ling Zhong! ”

“... I know.” The divine poetry went down.

The imperial hand with style god knows that poetry is not the opponent that can be dealt with, even with me...

Although this guy was put together during the Winter Snow Festival, Tsing Shi clearly knew that it was very difficult to deal with this shipment by himself and the poems alone.

He doesn't think he can win in action because he won two games against each other, because such games and battles are completely different!

If the imperial hand of the god with style knows how hard to work... nothing else, the apartment will surely be razed to the ground!

You may be able to find a winning chance with archival power, but this is better than just fleeing.

The only way to really restrain the hand is to find the equivalent of it - summer night.

“I have to hang up the phone and be careful. ”

“Mmm…”

As soon as you hang up, Qingshi will call the chairwoman's number.

However, it was not connected.

Call again, still not connected.

I'm afraid I'm busy with something.

After several consecutive unsuccessful calls, Qingshi sent a message to Summer Night, hoping she would respond as soon as she saw the message.

Then call Poetry to find out what's happening on the scene...

……

The Imperial Hand is waiting.

It is also normal to encounter the other party's absence due to the fact that they are rushing to the door.

He trusted that they would be back soon, so he didn't mind waiting a while. Moreover, waiting is a way of demonstrating good faith.

It is a little rude to come to the door, but as a Yin Yang master to personally visit an exile who was evicted from the house, it is a genuine sincerity, coupled with a heavy snow waiting in front of the door, which can be seen well, even the Springfield family is impeccable.

Haruta Haruji, himself is nothing. In the opinion of the Imperial Hand, it is just a "noteworthy" level of character.

The real problem lies behind him, Haruta, one of the seven of us.

Or more specifically, his own sister--

Haruta Yui Haruta!