My sister can't be Ying Li Li

That's it. Chunxi said with relief, a glimmer of hope rekindled in her heart.

Takeru gloated: I dare you to say that, this statement will reach the ears of the student council president this afternoon. Ayase, please take care of yourself.

Hanabi looked around, everyone was snickering, and shouted self-defeatingly: Hey, don't bring such a deceptive person!

The rumor that the student council president is a brother-in-law has long been spread in the school.

In the afternoon, Touma and Sa slept for the entire class, were woken up by the bell, and walked out in a daze. At the door of the classroom, Ogiso Yukina was looking forward to it, and the two of them bumped into each other.

Ah, you are Dongmasang! Xuecai said in surprise.

Touma frowned and said, You are...Ogiso from the next class.

Xuecai compared the height of the winter horse, touched her chest, and said discouraged: I lost completely.

Dongma looked confused and said to himself: This woman is incomprehensible.

This is the first encounter between the two fateful people.

Hanabi was lucky enough to witness history. She seized the opportunity to attack Yukina, smiled and touched the dog's head and said, If you don't cry, Yukina-san still has a chance to grow.

Hanabi-kun! Don't touch the girl's hair. Yukina Sono glared.

Then do I deserve to be bullied by you?

Xuecai said confidently: Yes, because I am my sister.

It makes so much sense, I'm speechless.

Suddenly, Touma was forced to eat a bunch of dog food, and he felt completely bad. He said calmly: It turns out to be Hanabi. I told you a long time ago that I will not join your band.

No, I'm not here to be a lobbyist this time. It's just that someone wants to see you.

Hanabi? Xuecai thought thoughtfully.

In Japan, only people with whom you have a good relationship are allowed to call each other by their first names. The relationship between men and women is equivalent to proof of intercourse.

Touma quickly explained: It's just to distinguish the other Ayase.

That's it.

Among the three protagonists at dusk that day, Fuyuma was the piano player and Yukina was the master of singing. After they communicated, they felt a sense of sympathy for each other, as if they were born relatives and friends.

Hanabi said with a smile: Yukina-san is the new vocalist of the band. Touma-senpai has also confirmed her singing skills, right? Are you willing to join us now?

Wait a minute...I haven't agreed yet! You're lying. Xuecai glared at Hanabi angrily.

Hanabi played the game of White Wolf with a bare hand, stealing the premise into the result.

Dongma was a little moved, but finally shook his head and refused. Ogiso's singing voice is indeed very good, but playing house with a group of half-hearted students is not what she wants.

(What I pursue is above the Vienna Music Hall...)

After school, Dongma practiced in the No. 1 music room as usual. I thought I wouldn't be upset, but when the sound of a rookie guitar came from next door, my mood was completely ruined. It was more exaggerated than before, almost like noise.

Touma blocked the door angrily, gritting his teeth and said: Hanabi, Kitahara...you two, please stop this!

Hanabi greeted warmly: Hey, Touma-senpai.

Hey, you big-headed ghost. And Beihara, what's the matter with you? Didn't you play the guitar very well before? Why are you back to the same way?

Haruki scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

(That’s the guitar Ayase plays, why am I taking the blame again!)

Hanabi said troubledly: If you can't stand it, Touma-senpai, please teach our guitarist.

Touma sneered: So you are waiting for me here. What a scheming junior.

Mild praise, miraculous praise.

(Is this shameless guy really Ayase Eri’s biological brother? He’s not the same kind of person at all, okay!)

For your sister's sake, watch it. I'll only demonstrate once.

Touma Kazusa unbuttoned her coat and tied it around her waist casually. Wearing a pure white shirt, she sat on a stool and crossed her legs, like a bad girl. The autumn wind blew the curtains, and in the dim light, the girl held her guitar sideways and played and sang leisurely.

The long straight black hair fluttering in the wind, like the most beautiful strings of a piano being plucked by the wind.

The author has something to say:

PS: Our shrine is obviously under the direct control of Heichang and the Dongma Party, why does Mao keep writing about Xuecai?

Maybe it’s because she’s the second female lead. If you neglect the second female lead because of a certain salty writer's favoritism, you will accumulate more sympathy and love. We call it the Female Binomial Theorem.

Take a little bit of the Bai Academy to make a divine palace progression, and each female lead will eventually be upgraded to a female protagonist, and the new female protagonist will need more female protagonists to support her. From there it goes on and on, eventually building up a huge harem.

This is the truth about how Hanabi became a scumbag, because this author has total control.

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In response to some book reviews, classmate Chen Duxiu, please sit down and don’t take the opportunity to tease the author. Who are you looking at? I’m talking about you, Luming-san, Yakumo Murasaki, and Touma-san.

I'm no longer a glass-hearted person. It's a good thing to have people criticize me. The most terrifying thing is that no one cares about a book and even gets no criticism. I couldn't help feeling that the environment for bookies was quite good, and everyone was so bookish that no one even cursed. Moreover, most people's criticisms are very reasonable, and I often can't help but want to like them.

In the early stage of this book, the girl is dumped in a fancy manner, and in the later stage, the scumbag is bulldozed. The plot development is inexplicable and has no logic at all. It shamelessly takes pleasure in tearing down the CP. Just write cool stories honestly, and always add a bit of sadomasochism, as if I took off my pants and you showed me Tom and Jerry.

I don't care about this book anymore. Old viewers may know that since Muse's Idol Story, I can only write fanfics related to Lovelive. I met my muse during the darkest period of my life. I wouldn't even be able to stand here if I didn't. In the final analysis, the name Jingu only concerns Ayase Eri.

Why do I keep saying victim list? Because I really hope to write something you want to read, which is perhaps the greatest value of this book. No matter what your request is, I will try my best to meet it. But, few people are willing to tell me.

Ayase Eri and her ending are already in my mind. The three endings of this book, HE, TE, and BE, can be written at any time. It started to show up in Muse's Idol Story and Sun in Otonogizaka. I am a negative and pathetic guy from the bottom of my heart. What I really want to write is a tragic ending. Every happy ending is a forced completion. .

I think, wait until the subscription is so low that no one will read it, and then end it hastily. That’s not a bad ending (laughs).

Why not create a book club group? Because the news that someone has quit the group pops up online every day, which makes me understand that I am a writer who cannot please anyone. It is a good thing to be persuaded to quit earlier. Readers who were persuaded to quit in the first few chapters probably did not expect that this book will have even more incredible and inexplicable plot arrangements in the next two hundred chapters.

I once thought that writing is such a cruel thing. For readers, reading novels is a process of picking up food and abandoning it when they can't stand it; for the author, it is a reenactment of being abandoned over and over again.

We all had it in the beginning. The great master keeps the readers successfully, but we will eventually lose them.

Chapter 198 Kissing Sister

Dongma Hesha is like a proud son of heaven, proficient in various musical instruments. In Hanabi's impression, the last person with such amazing talent and beauty was Akiyama Mio. The same black, long and straight people are born with a strong sense of music. Maybe geniuses have similarities. Hanabi felt admiration and a hint of affection.

However, as he sat obediently in front of his sister, he had no time to think about other women.

Ayase Eri said with a straight face and the dignity of the student council president: I heard it. Recently, some people in the school recognize each other as siblings and have random relationships. The students' bounden duty is to study, not to develop improperly. relationship between men and women.

Strangely, Hanabi heard a hint of resentment. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and echoed: Sister, you are right.