Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 216 The correct way to use passive!
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the weather was fine.

Maybe it was raining last night, but today's weather is quite suitable, neither hot nor cold.

Walking in from the main entrance, Natsume Zehei pushed through the crowd.

It's terrible, football is terrible!It's just a competition at the primary school level that has received this level of attention!
You know it's next door, but you can't even make up eleven football players!

Natsume Zeping walked and watched, admiring the environment.

The parents who come and go freely, the young and beautiful female college students, and the cheerleaders wearing hot pants are disgusting, there must be something wrong with that principal!

Going around to the backstage, the members of the red group arrived early, changed their clothes and waited for the performance.

It's just that their air pressure is a little low.

Probably because of nervousness, everyone's face is not good-looking.

In the corner, Natsume Zehei found Megumi Amamiya sitting on a bench, she was chatting with a few people around her, all of whom were girls.

"You can try to relax, too much tension is not good for you."

Kodera Yuko sat next to her, poking her head out from time to time, her face turned pale: "There are a lot of people! If you make a fool of yourself, then"

"You have to have confidence in your training."

"I also trained last time."

"The you today are very different from the one you were a few days ago." After Amamiya Hui finished speaking, she glanced at Natsume Zehei who was watching the play, and motioned him to come over.

"What's the matter?" Natsume Zeping walked slowly.

"Stabilize the mood over there." Yu Gonghui pointed to the boys in the red group.

"Report, I feel like they don't need appeasement!"

"Go!"

"Yes."

After receiving the order, Natsume walked up to Yoshihara and waved.

"Are you okay? Would you like some water?"

"No, I want to be alone." Yoshihara Naoki regained his senses and whispered, avoiding his sight.

"What about you?" He looked at the other boys.

"Do not want any."

Natsume Zehei looked at the crowd, lost in thought.

It's not their fault, it's because the blow last time was too big and made everyone lose confidence.

Next to Yoshihara, Takatomi Yamato kept repeating his words, probably memorizing slogans, mouth shapes and the like.

Even Gao Chen was nervous, the problem was really big.

"Aren't Natsume nervous?" Yoshihara Naoki looked at him strangely.

"Why am I nervous, and I won't play." Natsume Zehei said from the side in a theater tone.

"Hey - so cunning!" Yoshihara Naoki said with a little dissatisfaction.

"No way, the school gives us so much performance time, and if there is another musical, they won't be able to play football." Natsume Zeping shrugged.

"It is"

"Speaking of which, Natsume must have noticed." Takatomi Yamato leaned over and whispered.

"Yes, there are many female college students." Natsume Zehei nodded and turned his head to look at the stage.

More than 20 young girls in short skirts are jumping up and down in front of the stage.

The body is hot and the action is very sexy.

"These people are also cheerleaders. It is said that they were invited by the principal."

Takatomi Yamato waved his hand, motioning for a few boys around to come over, and everyone watched from behind.

"what colour?"

"White." Takatomi Yamato added.

"Those are safety pants! Are you a fool?"

"Everyone, there's someone who doesn't wear safety pants!" Natsume Zehei said deliberately.

"Where?"

"That... the one in the penultimate row!"

"Get out of the way, don't block me..."

"I want to see too!"

The crowd watched strongly.

Although the method was somewhat shameful, Natsume Zehei felt that he had completed the task perfectly.

"Don't you find it strange? Why is there such a performance!" Natsume said while watching.

"It's none of our business, just watch it." Takatomi Yamato said.

Natsume Zehei remembered the hypocritical face of the primary school principal, and regretted not letting Megumi Amamiya come.
After solving the task, Natsume Zehei was going to find a place to rest, and sat down beside Yu Gonghui.

She had a headache and seemed a little helpless.

"What's wrong?" Xia Mu asked.

"look by youself."

Natsume turned her head, the girl was so nervous that even the drummer was about to cry.

Depending on the state, there will definitely be problems when going up to perform.

Natsume Zehei forgot that Megumi Amamiya can only reprimand people, and has absolutely no experience in how to comfort others.

"Is there anything you can do?"

"No."

"Then think quickly."

Yu Gonghui glanced at him angrily, then froze.

"What's wrong?" Natsume Zeping asked.

"how did you do that?"

"what?"

"Your face is—strange."

"Strange?" Natsume Zeping suspected that there was some dust on his face.

"That's not it."

Seeing that he didn't understand, Amamiya Hui pulled over Kodera Yuko.

"What's the matter, Kei?" Kodera Yuko finished speaking, and followed Amamiya Kei's finger to look at Natsume.

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She stared blankly for a while, then lowered her head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry."

"I probably understand what happened." Natsume Zehei said, looking down at the status bar.

Under the passive blessing, his charm value at this moment has reached the limit of human beings.Any girl with a weak heart will be directly seduced by Natsume.

"I'm going to hide. There are many people here."

"Wait!" Yu Gonghui stopped him, his eyes sparkled, "Don't go, I need you right now!"

"what?"

Seeing Yu Gonghui's thoughtful expression, he twitched the corner of his mouth: "You don't want me."

"It's good to know." Yu Gonghui smiled.

After a while, she asked the girls in the red group to gather.

"He still has something to say before starting the performance." Yu Gonghui stood at the front and said loudly.

"what's up?"

"I'm so nervous, let me tell you something, I have to go back to training."

Yu Gonghui ignored the complaints of the people below, and pushed Natsume Zeping.

The latter stepped forward helplessly and said the speech he had just memorized:
"Guys, no matter what the result of this time is, it means nothing, I believe, after so long training"

The girl who was a little nervous at first suddenly stopped talking after seeing Natsume.

It's a very strange feeling.

It was like being under an illusion, but they knew exactly what they were thinking at the moment.

It was a clear afternoon, and a distant breeze was blowing their hair.

Looking up for the first time, what I saw was the boy's clean and bright eyes, which contained many thoughts of the boy in the pure light.

A slender and curved willow eyebrow made him look a little soft and feminine, and even for a moment they couldn't tell whether he was a real person or not.

The boy was wearing light-colored clothes, with a slight smile on his handsome face. Seeing this smile always reminded people of beautiful things, like the warm sun in winter, which touched everyone's heartstrings.

"..No problem?" Natsume Zehei asked in a low voice, looking at the crowd who had stabilized.

"perhaps."

Amamiya Kei was also uncertain about the effect, so just in case, she asked Natsume to delay for a while, and waited until everyone's emotions stabilized before slowly ending her speech:

"Okay, let's stop here."

Seeing that their eyes were still on Natsume, Megumi Amamiya tugged on Natsume's sleeve, and the latter quickly responded: "Come on."

"Ok!"

"I see, Natsume-kun!"

"When I come back, can you marry me?"

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Although the goal was achieved, Natsume Zeping was not happy.

After sending everyone away, Natsume Zeping hid in the small room, waiting for the passive to disappear before coming out.

"How's it going?" He walked to Yu Gonghui and looked up on the stage.

"just started."

"What's going on, I remember it's been 5 minutes."

"I heard that the people who performed in the previous show caused a sensation, and then wasted a little time." Amamiya Hui said.

"Great."

Natsume Zehei moved a bench, Amamiya Hui wiped it with a handkerchief, and sat down beside him.

When the instruments are moved onto the stage, the performance begins immediately.

First was the drum horn. First-year Satomi Kamio took a deep breath and struck out the first syllable.

'Boom--'

'Boom--'

The second, the third, smooth and orderly, full of power!
(End of this chapter)