I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

On the streets of Shibuya, a young and decadent young man raised his neck and watched the art appreciation live broadcast on rows of TVs behind the glass windows. He swallowed a large number of cough tablets and cold medicine in his mouth and forgot to chew them, and sour tears pierced his eyes.

He spit out the pills, stood up unsteadily, wiped the corners of his eyes with his dirty sleeves, and disappeared into the street with a staggering step.

Cemetery, go see her again.

In a convenience store somewhere, Tomoko Samon was sitting behind the checkout counter. There was a live broadcast of the Art Awards on her mobile phone, and the director's shot was none other than Uma Seijin.

"Sparkling like a star."

I am like a firefly on the ground, how can I fly to the sky and touch the stars?

Tomoko Samon's face was pressed against the pillow, and she couldn't help but hug it tightly, as if the pillow in her arms was the star.

Inside an apartment in Tokyo.

Yu Quanwamei, who had just arrived home, was holding oden in her hands. She hurriedly took off her high heels and turned on the TV with her bare feet. She almost tripped over the carpet, but luckily the oden didn't spill out.

After putting down the dinner for two, I called Eri Yina out again, and the two of them ate oden and watched the live broadcast of the Art Appreciation.

I caught up and looked at Wuma Xingjin and Yu Quan on the TV. My smile was so unrestrained. My little boyfriend was so outstanding and I felt so satisfied with my vanity. Yoko Kawaki was just waiting to eat the rest of me.

I can't help but worry that boys at this age are fascinated by that kind of thing. Should I give him a little more sweetness?

What if he thinks she is a frivolous woman?

"He's a pretty good singer. I'll find an opportunity to ask him to sing a song for me. Record it and post it to my account after the art award is over, so that the young girls can be envious."

"Actually, I'm quite envious." Jiang Li Yin Nai is not as afraid of people as before. At least she can communicate normally with the carefree Yu Quan Wami.

"Are you also interested in my little boyfriend? Xiao Nai, this is not okay. You can't control it."

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Kyoto restaurant.

"Oh, that's really excellent."

"You're right, Yu Akane Kobayakawa."

Yuki Peregrine did not hide his jackal-like eyes, staring at Kobayakawa Yuakane who was only a table away from him, not knowing whether it was ridicule or sincere praise, and ate the food in his mouth.

"Then let's guess whether he will come today."

"It doesn't matter how late you wait, the most important thing is time."

Like a spreading wildfire, once it's ignited there's no stopping it until everything burns out.

To this day, it is impossible for him, Yuji Peregrine Falcon, to give up the wealth he has put into his mouth because of a Wuma Xingjin who appears halfway.

Kobayakawa Yukane was wearing a long dress in purple and black. She was still so elegant and dignified. She didn't touch the sumptuous food on the table. Only when she saw Wu Ma Xingjin on the TV, a trace of infatuation flashed through her eyes.

Sitting next to her was Sayuri, whose behavior was reserved and far less calm than her daughter. Sayuri lowered her head and sipped her juice, looking very cowardly.

"You got the order wrong."

"Whether Lord Wuma comes or not is important to you, but not to me."

She has given the last piece of the puzzle to Wuma Xingjin, and she can end it at any time if she wants.

That piece of the puzzle will not have a mind of its own, because its will is her will.

Snapped!

Yuki Peregrine slammed the table, startling Sayuri.

"Who do you think you are? Putting on this posture of being in control, do you think I can't do anything to you?"

Yuki's friend tugged on Yuki Peregrine's clothes and looked at Yuaki Kobayakawa with fear in his eyes. He knew a little more than his son.

When someone stopped him on the road, the girl in front of him slowly walked out of the shadows, looked at him as if to confirm whether she was herself, and then turned around and left.

What happened next was like a dream. On a rainy morning, I met the president of a large company. Because I picked up the wallet and returned it to him, I was valued by the president and rose to the top.

Although he had already spent all the money in it.

After that, everything was like riding a sailboat with a favorable wind, soaring all the way until the president introduced Yuri Kobayakawa.

Being greedy for money and lust, of course he would not let go of such a beauty. Under the calculation of his son, he successfully entered Kobayakawa's house. When he walked into the villa with great ambition, he unexpectedly saw Lily Kobayakawa, whose eyes were like looking at a little baby. White Rat, this feeling of being dominated gave him chills.

When I think about it now, I feel very strange.

But with his IQ, he couldn't tell what was wrong. He could only blame it on the luck of the times and the providence of God.

As for Kobayakawa having Akane, that might just be a coincidence.

Chapter 170 Sad Heroine Syndrome

Wu Ma Xingjin's voice is not top-notch, and it can only be said to be not bad compared with those players with vocal talents. However, with his excellent composition and clear voice, he can burst into a realm far beyond what he can achieve.

A song that makes people can't help but hum along depends on composition, but Wuma Xingjin and Yuan Qingxue can be said to be at the top when it comes to creating things from scratch. When other contestants cover them, they can come up with songs that make people sing. Refreshing new songs, this is a natural advantage.

Some people are good at composing lyrics and arranging music, but are not good at playing and singing. Wuma Xingjin and Yuan Qingxue are well-balanced in all aspects and can be competent in all positions.

Although he is not as good as a master, he can do it without any shortcomings, which is enough in a competition like the Art Awards.

Wu Ma Xingjin looked at Yuan Qingxue. The girl held a pick between her fingers and jumped on the strings like an elf. The beat matched him perfectly, and the harmony was even more amazing.

No one knows himself better than the minister, Wu Ma Xingjin thought.

After singing the song, the judges raised the signs in their hands, 3S, 2A.

Including audience ratings, the final score was 96.9 points, S grade.

It's S rank again!

The audience was immersed in the singing and couldn't help themselves. The applause was only sparse at first, but soon spread from all around like dominoes.

This result is like a big mountain lying in front of them, and the feeling of powerlessness makes the remaining players despair.

Isn't this the low hell group?

"Undisputed number one!"

After confirming that there were no dark horses among the remaining contestants, the host almost wiped the floor and slid out. His speed was as fast as pushing a wheelchair across the road and crushing an old woman to death, and completely announced the result of the competition.

"This is the strength of a star player!"

"it is good!"

Principal Suzuki couldn't help but pump his fist. If this continues, they will advance to the semi-finals. This is the first time that Hachioji High School has made it this far in the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards. Let's see who dares to call them nerds.

The investment in the literature club was only a few hundred thousand yen, but the return was so high.

Stable.

Competitor room, dance group.

The girls were chattering and discussing.

"Amazing."

"But Kaoru Inami is so pitiful, the first one to be eliminated."

"If Kaoru Inami's strength can be maintained, there is no chance of entering the finals, but..."

"Okay, okay, we have to work hard."

Nakazawa Shiori stepped on the bench with one foot and waved her fist, not caring at all that her underwear was exposed.

"Show off your momentum and use your teeth!"

"Nakazawa-san, your skirt." Reika Ikenaga smiled and pulled Nakazawa Shiori's skirt out of her underwear.

Her legs have healed. Although she completely missed the art award, as friends, everyone in the dance group will carry her to the end no matter what.

The other girls were influenced by Nakazawa Shiori and imitated her movements and stepped on the light blue bench. As members of the dance group, it goes without saying that the girls' figures were above the average.

After all, a body like a bucket will not make people feel beautiful no matter what kind of movements they make.

The snow-white thighs are quite eye-catching. If there were legs here, it would definitely be a blessing on earth.

It didn't stop the girls from going crazy. Fuchuan Heiya felt relieved a lot. It seemed that everyone was in good spirits.

Noticing the somewhat tired Kotoyuki Arakawa, I was inexplicably worried. This positive and sunny girl like a little sun worked too hard and regarded herself as a tireless machine.

She was the first to come to the practice room and the last to leave. When everyone was taking a break during practice, she was still studying with a pile of materials, and she didn't even know that sweat was dripping on the paper.

Fuchuan Heiya accidentally saw [Logic of Business Interview] written on it in beautiful handwriting, which was probably about business or something.

Fukawa Heiya admires this girl who is very talented and works very hard, but she just overextends herself like this...

Noticing Tomikawa Heiya's gaze, Arakawa Kotoyuki smiled at her, put down her phone, clasped her hands and prayed silently.

Arakawa Kotoyuki, who bowed her head and prayed sincerely, was like a shrine maiden serving the gods at this moment, covered with a layer of holy light. She was so beautiful that even the gods in Takamagahara would be fascinated by her.

Up to now, most of the backbone members of the Arakawa Group have returned. With the funds provided by his mother and Wu Ma Xingjin, the former framework of the Arakawa Group is gradually returning. The most important thing is that Anyiji Kaguhime did not stop it.

From Kaguhime's point of view, the annexation of the Arakawa Group would do more harm than good. If this kind of small favor can be used to win over Yuan Qingxue and Wuma Xingjin, it can be regarded as a good deal.

Everything is slowly getting better, and the next step is to shine at the Tokyo Autumn Art Festival and follow the plan formulated by Wu Ma Xingjin step by step.

Next to her, Mayuko Oshimura, as the exclusive cameraman, was responsible for the live broadcast and showed the girl's face in the camera.

[What did I see? Is this a goddess? 】

[Miss Arakawa can still have such a side, how many different faces will she bring to us. 】

[It turns out that the person among them is really a beautiful girl, and I started to have hope in the v-circle again. 】

[Did anyone notice the girls in the dance group behind me?So many thighs, so blessed! 】

【What?Actually looking at other women?You DD person, get out of the live broadcast room! 】

The singing group competition ended. Wu Ma Xingjin and Yuan Qingxue advanced to the next competition with their absolute strength without encountering any opponents.

The host stepped on gold-scale leather shoes and introduced the contestants of the dance music group.

"Sad Heroine Syndrome? The name sounds very unique. The contestants don't look like school officials."

"Even if you look at me with such expectant looks, I can't reveal it. It's too embarrassing. But what I can tell you is that they are all made up of beautiful girls. How about it? Looking forward to it, right?"

After several rounds of competition in the dance group, a group of girls wearing dark singing costumes appeared on the stage.

The average score of the dance music groups of the first four participating schools is around 90 points, and none of them is lower than A level. No matter how you look at it, they are all difficult groups with great pressure.

A total of seven people appeared on the stage, each wearing earphones. The leader was a girl with dyed blue hair. This is a typical puppet group.