Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

If it was someone else, Wugeng Liuli would probably still use her sarcastic attitude. While pity the fact that the other party had no friends, she would still use the stalk of 'You don't have any friends, but you're too embarrassed to mock me'. other side.

But if that object is Bai Fan.

"Hmph...then I have friends too."

she hummed softly.

"is it?"

Makase Kurisu's magnificent purple eyes shone with brilliance.

"Should it be Bai Fan? I'm actually a little curious about how the two of you met, so let's talk while walking."

"Why do I have to be with a guy like you..."

As we all know, Wugeng Liuli is arrogant. When she said this in a low voice, she actually indicated that she was not very disgusted.

"let's go."

Makase Kurisu urged in a low voice.

"Tsk, she's obviously a flat-chested woman."

Wugeng Liuli's aloof attitude was put on again.

"You flat-chested girl, just bow your head to me, so that I can reveal some details about Bai Fan to you!"

"Hehehehe - I've known him no shorter than you."

Makase Hongli didn't laugh twice, but she turned a deaf ear to the opponent's provocation, and went directly to the topic.

"When I saw Bai Jun, the first feeling I felt was 'where have I seen this person', and the second feeling was that I had an inexplicable familiarity with him. I want to ask you if that is the case."

Are you like that too?

Wugeng Liuli's heart trembled, but there was still not much change on the surface, and she even laughed arrogantly.

"Uh...you woman, do you want to say something like love at first sight? Wake up! How can such a thing exist!"

"I'm asking seriously."

Makase Kurisu replied without much hesitation, and at the same time handed Wugeng Ruri the popsicle in the plastic bag she had been carrying.

"Eat?"

"Are mortals offering tribute to my god? Hmph, you are also sensible."

Wugeng Liuli laughed twice, took the popsicle, and bit it down, her mind wandering at the same time.

What is 'this is also the case'? Could it be that this woman has the same special feeling for Bai Fan as herself?

For a moment, Wugeng Liuli felt as if something was about to be snatched away—

"I don't have that feeling, hum, he and I are just friends."

arrogant ruins life-

Wugeng Ruri would probably regret missing this in-depth discussion with Makase Kurisu in the future.

Chapter 85 A song MMP, for everyone here

Bai Fan was lying in his rental room.

"It's about time, right?"

He murmured softly and turned off the dog blood TV series that was being broadcast.

as predicted.

Bai Fan's words just fell, and the electric bell at the door also rang.

As promised a thousand times—

"coming."

Bai Fan sorted out his mood and prepared for Asakami Fujino's tears.

The next plot may be a bit bloody, but Bai Fan has to do it.

"Mr. Bai Fan."

As soon as the door was opened, the neatly dressed and graceful Fujino Asakami was already standing at the door.

"Fujino-"

Bai Fan opened his mouth, and then felt a body as soft as jade slip into his arms.

Maybe it feels a little sudden...

"Please let Fujino be willful, Mr. Bai Fan."

Asakami Fujino was not as sad as Bai Fan had imagined, with tears streaming down his face.

She just hugged Bai Fan gently.

"I actually had a lot of things to ask, but I gave up."

Asakami Fujino's small head was buried in Bai Fan's chest, and he took a deep breath.

"I think Mr. Bai Fan must have a reason to leave."

Her soft eyes took Bai Fan into it.

It was a pair of clear red eyes with no impurities.

"Mr. Bai Fan."

She grabbed Bai Fan's arm.

I don't want him to go, I don't want him to go, I don't want him to go, I don't want him to go—

But had to let him go.

"Fujino."

Bai Fan gently stroked Asakami Fujino's smooth hair.

"I know, so I won't cry or make trouble. As long as I'm by your side, Fujino Asaka will definitely keep smiling."

Asakami Fujino would just stand here quietly like a serene orchid.

Whether you see it or not, she is here.

"call--"

Asakami Fujino looked up.

"Mr. Bai Fan, can you sing me a song?"

"Sing? I don't sing very well."

Bai Fan fondly pushed aside the lavender hair that was scattered around her ear.

"But I want to hear it once, Mr. Bai Fan sings."

Asakami Fujino said stubbornly.

"Singing once brought some redemption to the painless me, Mr. Bai Fan can't even meet my request? You clearly said that everything will satisfy me."

Music is indeed something that can really touch people's hearts. At least from the beginning, Fujino Asakami has listened to many excellent works, and also learned some meanings of survival from them.

Asakami Fujino looked expectant.

"Okay, what song to sing-"

Bai Fan shook his head with a chuckle when he heard Asakami Fujino's slightly stinging words.

There are many popular Japanese songs nowadays, and Bai Fan couldn't find a suitable one for a while.

But if you want to sing-

Bai Fan let go of his thoughts leisurely, hugged Fujino Asakami, and looked at the sky outside the window.

Hundreds of reincarnations, like smoke in a blink of an eye.

But he was still in this world, and he met these girls again——

"Wandering, on the road."

"Are you going, via via."

There is no foreshadowing, and there are no sound effects for some male protagonists.

Bai Fan was just sitting on the sofa, and his singing voice was like a whisper.

"Fragile, proud."

"That was who I was."

Bai Fan really didn't lie, he didn't sing very well, whether it was his voice or technique.

He has never been very fond of standing on the stage and doing performances, and he is not used to being an idol in reincarnation.

"Boiled, restless."

"Where are you going, via via."

"Mysterious, silent."

"Are you really listening to the story?"

Facing the stage with only one person, Bai Fan's voice was melodious, as if he wanted to wrap Fujino Asakami, the only audience member, with singing.

"I have crossed mountains and seas, and I have crossed crowds of people.

"Everything I ever owned was gone in a blink of an eye.

"I've been disappointed, lost all direction.

"Until you see the ordinary, is the only answer."

Asakami Fujino's grip on Bai Fan's sleeve tightened even more.

His tone was full of vicissitudes, leisurely, helpless for not being able to choose fate, and confusion about the next path.