Fantasy System

“Summer Academy Festival?”

Looking at the three characters of "School Festival" written by Ping Weijing on the blackboard, there was a burst of exclamation in the class, and the students were excited to talk.

Mu Fan, who passed through, also has the memory of the Fengsaki Academy.

As a well-known high school in Japan, the Toyosaki Academy holds a school festival every summer. At that time, the Toyosaki Academy will send invitation tickets to celebrities from all walks of life to attract people to attend the school festival. An opportunity to showcase the academic atmosphere.

In addition to showing the school, it is also an opportunity for students to show themselves.

At the Academy Festival, in addition to the large-scale events organized by the school, classes and societies can also organize their own activities to show themselves to the celebrities of the society, as well as fireworks and show performances and forest adventures at night.

It can be said that this is a grand festival similar to a sports meeting in the Fengzhizhai Academy, and it is also a gospel for many students who do not like school.

"be quiet!"

The noisy arguments made Ping Yujing’s brow wrinkle and knocked on the blackboard: “Which program do you want to perform or join, you can sign up after class, and I will find a way to perform a show for everyone.”

Ping Jingjing just finished, a yellow-haired boy raised his hand and asked in confusion: "Teacher, you are so old, do you want to perform like our students?"

When the words came out, the class immediately heard a few sounds of sucking in the air. Mu Fan glanced at the few people. The inhaled ones were just a few students in the class. Ping Wei quietly cleaned up.

The yellow-haired boy’s words came out, and the eyes of several boys, including Mufan, all looked at the yellow-haired boy with sympathy.

"Well, the teacher is also a young man!"

The calm and squeaky eyelids jumped and bitterly screamed and screamed twice, then pointed to the yellow-haired boy in the upcoming class: "You come to my office after class, I remember yesterday's homework. No teaching."

Listening to this, Mu Fan’s mouth twitched.

Teenager, is it really bad to live well?

......

When he was out of school, Mufan decided to go to the food department first.

At noon, I was too busy to discuss it, but after three days, it was the school's school festival. As the minister of the food department, Yuki Asahi should also prepare the food department for some activities at the school festival.

As a member of the Food Department, Mu Fan naturally has to ask Ming Nai.

Knocked on the door and entered the food department. Asuna was busy in the kitchen. Mufan went to the kitchen with some curiosity and entered the kitchen. He discovered that at this time, Yukih Nagisa was staring at the chopping board. Green vegetables.

Upon seeing it, Mu Fan walked over and smiled. "Tomorrow, wait until the guests come and make me a meal. It’s been a busy day. Go take a break."

Can Mufan say this sentence, Asuna did not seem to hear the general, still standing in the same place.

Strange, I didn't offend her?

Mu Fan’s brow wrinkled, and Asuna is not the kind of unreasonable girl. It should be reasonable to say that he should not ignore him. In his heart, he puts his doubts on the shoulders of Yuki’s Asuna, and asks again: “Tomina Give the kitchen to me."

"what?"

When Mu Fan put his hand on her shoulder, Yuki Asuna realized that there was someone behind him, and he screamed and turned back and took Mu Fan’s hand. He turned and saw that he was behind Mu Fan. I was relieved: "I am Murfan, scared me, I thought it was someone else."

"How come, other people's words don't dare to meet the big lady who is so close at home in school."

Seeing that Asuna returned to reality, Mu Fan was relieved and laughed.

"I am not that terrible."

Yukihiko’s playful tongue spit out his tongue: "But if it’s Mufan, I won’t mind."

Listening to this, Mu Fan’s heart was warm, and he took a look at the food served by the guests. He smiled and said, “Give me the cooking.”

"Yep."

Asuka’s pretty face squeezed a smile and slowly left the kitchen.

It was noticed that Asuna had a sorrowful look, and Murfan’s face became weird. In his view, it seems that today’s Asuna is a bit different.

Next, Mu Fan made the dishes, and Asuna held the plate on the table of the students who had just ordered.

"Wait a minute!"

The female student who ordered the food pointed at the dishes on the table. She apologized for tomorrow’s apology: "I am sorry to form a classmate. I ordered that the Guoshi has no double-sided, not a golden fried rice..."

"Ah, sorry, I got it wrong."

Tomorrow quickly made a apology, and then went back to the next menu and put it to the opposite table.

In the kitchen, Mufan was obsessed with Asuna when he was cooking, and he was watching Asuna. He had been busy in the food department for an hour before the students left and looked tired and sat by the window. On the chair of the city of Asuna, Mufan cleaned the kitchen and went out.

"Sorry, I am a bit out of the state today."

This time, Naruto looked at Mufan who had walked out of the kitchen and said with a look of apology: "Let the food department suffer a loss."

"It doesn't matter, these are all small things, as long as there is no problem with Asuna."

Mu Fan smiled lightly.

Seeing that Mu Fan did not blame, but instead cared about the tone, Yukih Nagisa’s heart was warm, but before she could continue to speak, Mu Fan put her face together, her hands gently wrapped around her head and put his The forehead is attached to his forehead.

From childhood to big, I have been in the family as a big lady, and I have had such close contact with the boys.

Although there was hardly any place on her body that had not been touched by Mu Fan, but Mu Fan’s sudden sudden action still made her heart beat, and the blushing red smoked quickly. She said shyly: "Mu Fan, you are What are you doing?"

"Strange, no fever."

Feeling the normal temperature on the forehead of the girl, Mu Fan let go of his hand and asked with concern: "Tomorrow, do you have any thoughts?"

"Things?"

Yuki Asuna’s pretty face changed, hesitated and licked his lips: "Mu Fan, how do you know?"

Mu Fan sat in the chair in front of Yuki Asahi, and they were separated by a table. He said softly: "Today, after school, you have made the food wrong three times, and you have to eat a customer who has not paid. A plate of green pepper shredded pork, and accidentally hit a guest, sprinkle the soup on the clothes of others, the normal Asuna will not make such mistakes at noon, nor is it such a girl who is rash."

Yuki Asuna’s look was complicated. I didn’t expect Mufan to know her so much. After a moment of silence, she sighed: “Mu Fan, in fact, my mother will bring me a boy at this school festival, saying I want to let me know and try to be a boyfriend."