How to Develop the King of Anime

"The one next to him is his girlfriend? It seems that we are also high in water, but I have never heard of her so cute."

The laughter of silver bells came from time to time, which greatly satisfied Jingu Yao's vanity.

"Yao..."

Mashiro suddenly grabbed Jingong Yao's hand and shook it, her always calm and deep eyes flashed a strange anxiety, that feeling as if something was about to be lost, I really didn't understand, but she subconsciously felt that this was the case. It's a bad feeling.

"What's wrong? Really white?"

Just as he was about to ask Mashiro what happened, a young girl suddenly exclaimed.

"Hey? Isn't this the senior you saw earlier?"

"kindness?"

Jingu Yao's attention was drawn away, and he turned his head to look beside him.

There, a girl with brown hair in a single ponytail was looking at him in surprise.

"It's you... I remember your name, Qingshan Qihai?"

Jingu Yao didn't expect to see the girl who was working hard in the morning here. Is it really fate?

Chapter [-] Dangerous School

"Yes, it's me, senior, are you?"

With a smile on his face, Qingshan Qihai said with a slight bow, and said that the juniors were very polite to the seniors.

After seeing Qingshan Qihai, there were more whispers nearby. Jingong Yao did not have superpowers. Looking at the whispers of those girls in his ears, he turned his eyes from time to time, and he didn't know they were chatting. what.

After meeting acquaintances, Jingu Yao also spoke a little more, he pulled Mashiro and said to Aoyama Nankai: "This is my sister Shiina Mashiro, and I am going to be transferred to the first-year B class of the water high art department today, but I turned the whole building just now and couldn't find where the classroom is, I wonder if Aoyama can help tell me?"

Jingu Yao spread out his hands and said with a hearty smile.

"Art department?"

Qingshan Qihai put his eyes on Mashiro, but Mashiro didn't look at her, but took Jingongyao's hand and stared at him blankly with his head sideways.

"No wonder you can't find it, the art department is not in this building."

Covering his mouth, Qingshan Qihai said with a smile.

"Oh?"

Jingong Yao turned his head to look at the other building that was connected to the patio with this building, and said helplessly, "I thought it was a teaching building over there. Obviously, the teacher's office is here."

"Hehe~~ Anyone who comes to Water High for the first time will admit it wrong."

The girl put her two hands behind her, smiling very cheerfully and generously.

"Then let me bring the senior and this Shiina-san there."

"Isn't it troublesome? There's not much time between classes. Knowing the location is in the opposite building, I think we can find it soon."

"No trouble, no trouble, just take it as a thank you gift for that tissue in the morning."

Qingshan Qihai shook his hands and said.

"Morning?"

Mashiro, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke softly, in a questioning tone.

"I met this Aoyama classmate who was working part-time during the morning jog in the morning."

Jingu Yao explained.

"With Yao."

Mashiro's words were somewhat unclear, but Jingu Yao still understood, "...Walk with me in the morning? You?"

"kindness!"

Really nodded.

"Come on, it's no wonder you can get up! Don't mention it!"

Resolutely reject Zhenbai's proposal, if she really goes out for a morning run, the final outcome will be to run behind her back!

Hearing Jingu Yao's refusal, Mashiro didn't say much, but silently followed him to another teaching building like a kitten, watching him chatting and laughing with Qingshan Qihai.

The two teaching buildings are not far from each other. After walking through the patio, I turned a corner and came to the art department.

"What did Shiina-san study?"

"art."

Answering Aoyama Qikai's question, Jingu Yaoya finally saw the traces of Class B in the first year.

It is no different from an ordinary high school. The art department here only has some large music classrooms and art classrooms.

"It's here!"

Qingshan Qihai stepped aside and let the door of that classroom open.

Three people who were not from this class stood at the door, naturally attracting the attention of others.

"Well, is something wrong?"