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"Don't be obsessed with bro... bro is just a legend." He waved goodbye and left this slap in the face, which attracted crazy screams from both boys and girls in the public school circle.

"Too handsome, Senior Su Hao, great!"

"Deserved hahaha, private bastards! Now you know how good we are!"

"Hahaha, it's really heartwarming, the handsome guy in this school took down the sister Yoshitsune who represented the private school in a moment, and the other side of Yoshitsune was so determined that he would rather be a junior?"

"Haha, I laughed so hard, no, give me the medicine!"

Students in public schools, both boys and girls, covered their stomachs and laughed, unable to straighten their waists.

Yoshitsune gritted his teeth, feeling so angry in his heart, with a black line on his face, he ignored Lihua Daiyu's sister who was kneeling on the ground and crying.

He knew that if this matter spread to his school, then his representative status should also be removed. Now there is only one way, and it is the only feasible way.

That is to defeat the public schools again this year, and stomp them hard to find their way back!

Fortunately, private schools are always stronger than public schools in terms of strength, and it is not a problem to beat public schools.

Shuangguang swept over Su Hao and others, and finally landed on Su Hao, Yoshitsune shook his hair extremely narcissistically.

"I represent the private school circle to challenge the public school circle to the competition. Do you dare to accept it?"

"Let the horses come over, you bastards!" Tomoki untied the rope at some point, jumped in front of Yoshitsune and pointed at his nose.

"Aspirational, very good, I appreciate you, how about the competition using music to decide the outcome?"

"Music? What are you going to do?"Facing the calm and calm Yoshitsune, Zhishu felt inexplicable pressure, and asked the other party with some lack of confidence.

"Students as elegant as us are naturally preparing for orchestral performances"

Extremely narcissistic tossing his long hair, Yoshitsune, the representative of the private school, said so.

"Are you an idiot?" Clutching his stomach, for some reason, Tomoki couldn't straighten his waist with a smile: "Mina... Did you hear, they just said they were going to take a bath and have a music competition with us!" (Japanese Pronunciation, orchestral performance and bathing are the same sound)

"The other party said that the orchestra is not a bath, you idiot!" A hand knife knocked a bag on Zhishu's head, and Chu Yuan pulled Zhishu back to his side with a black face, wishing to find a crack to burrow in. .

"As expected of a poor school, I don't even know orchestral music, it's just poor."Yoshitsune said that he turned his attention to Su Hao, his face full of resentment.

"Dare to insult my sister, just wait, I must beat you with orchestral music and get face back for my sister!"

Helping up his sister who was still crying on the ground, Yoshitsune turned around and left the public school with a few small followers. .

Chapter [-]: The Improvised Band

It can be said that without Zhishu ginseng, the private school that Su Hao played a lot of this time would have no excuse to play with the public school, thanks to Zhishu's superfluous strategy.The public school is not only tricked, but also accepts the opponent's competition requirements, if they lose...

"Thanks to Zhishu, we've been tricked even worse..." Pushing his glasses, he said as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Ahhhh it's all Xiao Zhi's fault!!!"

An unknown black substance was surging from Chu Yuan's body, and its concentration materialized around her body.

The endless hand knives smashed Zhishu to the ground and madly abused it.

"You can't win, right?"

"Still don't lose it - let's go, let's go"

"The gap between private and public is too big. They are all second-generation rich, and they are a group of opponents who have received excellent education since childhood. It is impossible to win."

"Oh, who made us all poor and sour"

The students shook their heads and sighed as they shyly removed the things they had arranged.

Mikako looked at the back of the students leaving, an unspeakable anger welled up in her heart: "The president is really angry, since they want to compare music with us, then we will use music as a weapon to fight back. , defeat them from the front!"

"Uh……"

As soon as Mikako said these words, Su Hao's face was covered with cold sweat.

According to what he knows about Mikako, he will definitely count himself in this competition, but the point is that he doesn't know anything about music. If he is asked to hack people, he will be fine, but when it comes to music, he has never sang!

If he loses, it is not only Tomoki who will be unlucky, but even he who participated in the game will be severely punished several times because of Mikako's anger, so the best way now is to quickly slip away, the farther the better.

Taking advantage of Mikako's focus on the game now, Su Hao whistled and pretended to be calm, then turned around and walked to the side.

"Master...Where are you going?" Looking at Su Hao who left suddenly, Icarus followed.

"Uh……"

Feeling the real murderous aura coming from behind, the expression on Su Hao's face froze, and he turned his head mechanically.

That's right, after Icarus' kind question just now, Mikako noticed Su Hao who had slipped away, and immediately released a monstrous murderous aura towards Su Hao's back.

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Under Mikako's coercion, Su Hao reluctantly took over as the guitarist and took Icarus to follow everyone to participate in music practice.

The music classroom of the public Kongmei School was opened. Substantial waves of ultrasonic waves were formed under the music equipment operated by everyone, turning into noises that continued to afflict Su Hao's auditory nerves.

Su Hao, who had black eyelids due to the noise, played the guitar in his hands without any sense of rhythm, as if he had lost all energy.

The first was Icarus. I saw her standing next to her holding a tambourine, shouting to the master to come on, the master has no sense of rhythm, and with the emotionless voice, it is simply forbidden music to torture the soul!

Look at the guard again, this guy is so defiant, he blew the conch!

The full-bodied conch sound was blown out by him, just like the horn sound of primitive tribe cannibals charging against modern city residents. (As a reminder, conformity is the life of a savage)