Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 92 Amamiya Masahiro's Changed Attitude

The sky was gradually dyed the color of sunset.

The school bell rings.

Beiyuan sage turned his head to look at the adjacent table, and unexpectedly discovered that Amamiya Yahira didn't look out the window, and ran away from school, but looked at him with a solemn and upright gaze.

Did she run away today?

As soon as he thought of it, Amamiya Masahiro picked up his schoolbag and walked towards him.

"What are you afraid of, now." Amamiya Yahira turned her head slightly, and handed out the test paper and book with both hands.

A very familiar book with his writing in it.

She doesn't hide from me, doesn't make trouble, doesn't get emotional, doesn't make cold violence?And also politely handed it to me?
He carefully looked at the adjacent table that would be abnormal, and could see that she was not used to it, her movements were very restrained and stiff, but she was still trying to maintain it.

Surprised to the extreme, Beiyuan Xianren took it with both hands, and said thank you in a strange way. After saying that, I suddenly realized that I did my homework for her unconditionally, and said thank you!
Amamiya Masahiro struggled inwardly for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Would you like to visit the campus together today!"

Beiyuan Xianren felt even more strange in her heart. This seemed to be the first time she took the initiative to ask her. In the past, it was me who called her, and she liked to ignore it. In recent days, she even pretended not to see me, turned her head and left.

Beiyuan Xianren looked embarrassed, "The band made an appointment yesterday to be together—"

Amamiya Yahiro just wanted to say she was not allowed to go, but she bit her lip slightly and asked again, "Can you do it tomorrow? If you don't have time, you can do it in a few days."

Beiyuan Xianren was suddenly a little creepy, what happened to her today, it's so abnormal, it's like a different person!

He actually gave me room to negotiate the price. If it were normal, he would have used an unquestionable command tone and severely warned me not to leave, and kicked me if I dared to leave.

Moreover, his attitude became friendly all of a sudden, and he also learned to consider me, making a 180-degree turn in his attitude. The Kitahara sage was still a little unable to adapt for a while.

Is this also the task that Sister Qinyin gave her?
"Okay, no problem, this is my guiding duty." Beiyuan Xianren agreed seriously. Since she had the will to take the initiative to ease the conflict, he also wanted to cater to her.

"It has nothing to do with the guide," Amamiya Masahiro said inaudibly, holding a bag in both hands, and walked alone to the back door of the classroom.

As if a certain thought in her heart had the upper hand in an instant, Beiyuan Xianren couldn't bear to stop her suddenly, "Wait."

Ignoring the surprised eyes of his classmates, he quickly stepped forward and said, "I'm leaving school too, and we'll join you along the way."

Amamiya Masahiro made a small sound, lowered his head and said nothing, walking side by side in silence.

Nakamura Yuki was about to go forward to look for Kitahara-kun, and when he watched this scene, he gradually stopped and didn't bother to bother.

Since the last time when Amamiya classmates kicked Kitahara-kun's desk in front of everyone's eyes, there have been rumors in the school that the two of them are not on good terms, and Amamiya classmates are very disgusted with Kitahara-kun.

Now that two people can shake hands and talk, it would be great.

After a long absence, I walked with Amamiya Masahiro, and once again I felt the attention of thousands of people.

Until he left the campus and watched Amamiya Masahiro board the car, Beiyuan Xianren hadn't calmed down. He was very surprised and couldn't figure it out.

What did I do to make her feel relieved overnight.

On the way to the warehouse, he checked the official account of Gravity of Fate.

Last night, the program audition video was broadcast for the first time, coupled with the follow-up fermentation of the four street performance videos, the number of followers has slowly accumulated to 50.

The rate of increase is much slower. Compared with the previous rocket-like ascension, it is now obviously weak.

There is no way to do this. AKB48 is so popular, and the one with the most followers is only 300 million, which is the result of many years of operation.

And they were able to skyrocket to 50 in less than two weeks after the band was founded, thanks to the fact that Chiharu Tsurumi burned money crazily regardless of cost. After that, it will be difficult to increase tens of thousands or even 10,000+ a day.

When we arrived at the warehouse, many of the equipment in the recording studio had been moved over, and the Steinway was also placed in the center. Likewise, the first person to arrive was still Kaori Sufeng.

Minister Sugawara usually manages the performance department, and he doesn't come many times and is relatively late.

Kuriyama seems to be a member of the tennis club, and he has to participate in some club activities after school.

Tsurumi Chiharu has been following Kuriyama recently, and now she is probably waiting for her.

Tsurumi Chika was in Dongyi and had to take a train from Taito Ward to Chuo Ward.

Kashiwagi Mayu has to take over the student council and usually comes last, so he and Takanashi are the first to arrive every day.

Takanashi Sufeng was sitting at a table in the sun, with his left hand on his chin, concentrating on reading a hardcover book, and when he noticed that he came into the warehouse, he greeted him.

Beiyuan sage nodded, glanced at the book on the table, and roughly scanned a few lines, his face slightly stagnant.

"Yesterday, Beiyuan classmate hung up the phone in a hurry, and I haven't had time to say thank you to you."

Takanashi Sufeng gently stood up the book on the table, and the four Chinese characters "Southern Red Beans" were printed on the cover.

"I was also surprised. I didn't expect that there was a signed collection version of "Southern Red Beans" in the express delivery." She looked at Beiyuan Xianren in surprise, "Did Beiyuan remember that I like this book very much? Teacher Hua Jiang brought a copy with you?"

He figured out the whole story in an instant. When this book was released, God knows how many copies she bought in order to support the sales.

It may be that it is now reserved to occupy space, and I am embarrassed to throw it away, and no one wants to buy it, so I just gave it away.

Takanashi Xufeng hesitated, as if remembering something, and looked at him suspiciously.

"I remember that Teacher Hua Jiang once mentioned in an interview that she knew the author of this book, and that the winner of the literary award that year seemed to be about the same age as us. Could it be that Beiyuan is the same—"

"It's not me," Beiyuan Xianren quickly denied and interrupted her, walking to the piano lightly, "I also know the author of this book, and we are friends."

As he spoke, he stepped on the sustain pedal in the center, his fingers slammed on the three bass keys, and the piano suddenly let out a low and powerful roar.

He turned his head and said with a smile, "I've been practicing musical instruments day and night since I was a child. I don't have time to read books, so I don't have time to write books, and I don't have the talent to write books."

He didn't want to reveal that he was the author of "Southern Red Beans".

Treating Takanashi Sufeng, he kept aloof, even if she might be a good friend like Nakamura.

But considering that she is the wife of classmate Lace, it is better to keep a good distance from her.

In case of misunderstanding, nothing good will happen.

The heavy bass of the Symphony of Destiny has not yet disappeared, and it reverberated around the beam warehouse, as if someone who had just played the piano was seriously warning her not to ask this question!

Takanashi Xufeng smiled unnaturally, she was really frightened by the sudden sound just now!
"By the way, my sister yesterday," Beiyuan Xianren paused and explained with a smile, "She was just joking, that child has never been big or small, I can't control her, please don't mind Takanashi-kun."

Takanashi Xufeng nodded slightly scared, always feeling that Kitahara-san's smile did not seem to be a smile in the sense of a smile.

She hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but ask, "Student Beiyuan. You also know the author of this book? If it's convenient, can you tell me about his recent situation?"

Is she a curious baby!Why so many questions!
Beiyuan Xianren did not answer directly, but asked first, "Why do you like this book?"

Takanashi Xufeng closed the book, turned to him, and folded his hands gracefully on his lap.

"It's like seeing the sea for the first time in my life, traveling abroad for the first time, falling in love for the first time?" Takanashi Xufeng paused, blushing a little embarrassedly, "It's the first time in every life, so It should be the most unforgettable thing.”

"When I was young, my personality was a little playful. My grandmother wanted me to be a quiet girl in the future, so I cultivated my hobby of reading little by little, and bought me the literary award that year, um. It's this "Southern Red Bean"."

"But every time I turn halfway through, I don't have the patience to continue watching."

"The first half of this book has been talking about the love and love of two children. It's hard to get interested. Although my grandmother always said it was a very interesting book, I couldn't understand it."

"Until many years in the past, I remembered my dead grandmother one day, rummaging through the clutter, and stumbled across this book."

Takanashi Sufeng woke up from the quick recall and said embarrassedly, "Sorry, I said a lot of inexplicable things, I hope Beiyuan classmates don't mind."

"Kihara-kun asked me why I like this book? Probably because" Takanashi Xufeng thought for a while and said seriously, "This is the first literary work I read in my life, and it is also a book that carries the memories of my grandmother and me. work."

Beiyuan Xianren nodded clearly, it turned out to be so.

"And this book." Takanashi Xufeng gradually showed a strange expression, "it doesn't look like a work that a 15-year-old child could write with his experience."

"When I reread it, I finally understood why my grandmother rated this book as funny."

Beiyuan Xianren really couldn't figure it out, what was so interesting about this book, he moved a chair, sat down opposite Takanashi Sufeng, and motioned her to continue.

"The stories in the book are very real, the graffiti on each street, the circular sand piles in the community park, the red swings and flowers in the yard, and the grand piano by the windowsill, all the descriptions are very detailed and meticulous to the point of being boring. , like a memoir of the past written for someone, because only that person can understand it, so other people will feel boring when reading it.”

"And every related daily life seems to be adapted from real experience."

Beiyuan Xianren was silent, of course, it was adapted from real experience, once he and Amamiya Masahiro's childhood daily life.

"Just being true is interesting? It's not that I denied that friend, he also admitted that, strictly speaking, it is just a children's literature written by children, and it can't be called a good book."

Takanashi Xufeng thought for a while and said, "Because of the ending."

"The most quintessential plot is actually hidden in the second half of the story that I never had the patience to read when I was a child. The first half is the boring daily life of love and affection, and the daily life with a sense of depression, all laying the groundwork for the tragedies that follow. , horror, thriller, often used stream of consciousness writing, like the chaotic self-talk of a mental patient, reminds me of "The Hill"."

Beiyuan Xianren was quite surprised, and Cthulhu has also seen it?She really reads any book.

"The ending is that the hero jumps off the bridge and commits suicide."

"So I would like to know how the author of this book, which looks like it was adapted from a real experience, is doing, and I'm very worried about him."

(End of this chapter)