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

A trace of melancholy flashed through Yu Quangaimei, and then he happily hooked Jiangli Yina's shoulder and whispered:

"Tell you quietly.

Men are creatures that obey every word as long as their breasts are touched, so there is nothing easier to deal with. "

Perhaps in order to verify his words, Yu Quanwamei proudly puffed up her chest and trembled alarmingly.

"To be honest, I am quite confident in myself."

"When the time comes, I'll use this to completely suffocate my little boyfriend to death."

"Yes, yes."

Jiangri Yina lowered his head to compare his size, and the smile completely disappeared from his face, which was as gray as a line drawing that had lost its color.

It was so bad, I have never felt the taste of failure so strong.

In an area to the right of Yuizumi Kamimi and Eri Yina, there were a dozen students wearing Hachioji High School uniforms.

Among them, a boy who was arranging his short hair was a little impatient at the moment and complained to his friend next to him:

"I said Murakami, didn't you say there are beautiful girls here to see?

Why are they all aunties? Look at the eldest lady next to her wearing OL clothes. She has an adult air and is very old-fashioned. "

Murakami Nara pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a wry smile:

"You're not that old, right?"

"You guys don't understand the romance that belongs to men!"

"Man's romance?"

"The youthful thighs of beautiful girls of the same age are the romance of men!"

Tian Zhong said loudly, clenching his fists with a righteous look on his face.

"All the so-called junior high schools are crooked!"

Nishino-san, who was sitting with Murakami Nara, covered her mouth and said with a smile:

"Talk about other girls behind their back. That's probably why Principal Tanaka can't find a girlfriend."

Nishino Tomie's words were like several fruit knives piercing into Tian Jie's body. The latter retorted with an unnatural look on his face:

"Just a girlfriend, if you want to, with my charm, Mr. Tanaka, I can easily get her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the female classmates around him had disgust on their faces, and as if they were avoiding germs, they instantly moved away from the guy who made the stinky declaration.

Agent Tian opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but was blocked by Murakami Nara.

Tian Jie was about to break open Murakami Nara's hand. He didn't have any special preference for same-sex palms, and it would be disgusting if it was coated with saliva.

"Look, tonight's semifinals have finally started."

Mr. Tian paused, raised his head and looked towards the stage along the lines of sight of Murakami Nara and other students;

The lights inside the venue were extinguished in an instant, and with a bang, valuable fireworks soared into the sky from the edge of the stage, exploding in the sky above the dome with dazzling tail flames, and lamp posts penetrated the swirling smoke and reached into the night sky.

It is as gorgeous as the opening performance in a story, making people look forward to the appearance of the protagonists.

A handsome middle-aged man wearing gold leather shoes and a slicked back hair appeared on the huge guide screens on both sides of the stage.

Makoto Kawajiri stood in front of the stage with another experienced female host. Countless spectators in the venue were buzzing with people, like waves of wheat hitting their faces.

Makoto Kawajiri sighed inwardly, it was indeed an art award. Such a scene for a high school student would probably be an indelible memory for a lifetime.

The same goes for me, not for promotion, but just to witness the youth of these young people.

After a brief opening remarks, tonight’s first performance was announced.

Performance group: Ryoko Nagayama vs. Shinji Kamijou.

"Nagayama Ryoko?"

A girl from Hachioji High School was a little confused by Ryoko Nagayama's face on the screen.

"Isn't this the girl who came to school last time to look for people and ask where the literature department is?"

"It turns out she is also an art prize contestant."

Murakami Nara added: "And he is one of those rare players who does not rely on his school to compete."

There are no resources, no publicity, and even the related expenses for the competition have to be paid out of pocket. If you are not a star player, you are not even eligible to enjoy the official traffic push of the Art Award.

The popularity among the audience is low, the audience ratings are naturally unstable, and there are no basic impression points. You can only watch the performance on the spot.

It’s hard to believe that such a player could reach the semi-final stage.

The so-called aura of the times, or the enthusiasm to be sought after by others, were all gone.

In the hot atmosphere where all the contestants were interviewed by various media and asked for tidbits, Ryoko Nagayama lived the life of a geisha as always, lonely and poor.

These seemed to have nothing to do with her, as if she were in two worlds.

The only thing Ryoko Nagayama can rely on is the Kihokan, but Nagahama Yuho can teach Ryoko Nagayama all the knowledge about geishas and give life guidance, but he can't do anything about the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards.

As for Hachioji High School where Uma Seitsu is located, Principal Suzuki, as a highly respected figure in the education field in Tokyo, can provide resources to the participants of the Literature Department that individual contestants like Ryoko Nagayama can hardly imagine.

After all, although star players are rare, there are still more than a dozen of them. During the prime time period of eight o'clock in the evening, the interview about Hachioji High School always occupies the top of the rotation order of major TV stations.

This is just a microcosm of the help Principal Suzuki provides them.

The world is unfair, Ryoko Nagayama understands it all too well.

But because of this, she couldn't lower her head and give up this annoying world to those who were even more annoying.

It was like being humiliated by that rude middle-aged woman in the Hagiwara clothing store. She knew clearly that everything Mrs. Kawasaki said was true, but she was just a poor geisha who couldn't afford [-] yen.

The so-called identity of a Kyoto geisha is so worthless.

But Ryoko Nagayama never thought that he was inferior to others.

If she is looked down upon, it means that the Kihokan she represents will be brought to shame, and Changbin's mother and other geisha sisters will be sad.

Ryoko Nagayama must always maintain a proud attitude so that he will not be looked down upon.

Yes, it must be like this...

"Then, I'll go first."

Ryoko Nagayama put down the fine brush that applied the whitening powder and looked at herself in the mirror with her cheeks still red and swollen. She felt as if someone had picked her up with the tip of a spear and thrown her to the ground. She couldn't help but feel terrified.

Ryoko Yongshan looked back at Wuma Xingjin and others, her wrists trembling a little.

"That Kamijou Shinji looks down on others and has no grace at all. I will let him know how to deal with things."

"but......"

Wuma Xingjin hesitated to speak, and finally could only say:

"Qin Xue and I are waiting for your good news here."

"good luck."

Ryoko Nagayama smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes sparkling:

"This sentence is enough."

"As my sponsor, you will definitely feel it is worth it."

Thanks to Wu Ma Xingjin, I don't have to worry about the debt of Xiyingkan and can participate in the art award.

Wuma Xingjin scratched his chin, what adjective is this?I always feel like something is a little strange.

Before formally putting on the kimono, Arakawa Kotoyuki stood up, grabbed Ryoko Nagayama's sleeves, and said with a bright smile:

"There is a store in Kanagawa that sells blind boxes of Bubble Mart. Let's go together after the competition."

"If you win, I will give you a hundred. I, Arakawa Kotoyuki, will keep my word."

Nagayama Ryoko's frown relaxed and she responded with a bright smile:

"Damn it, you actually bribed me with a Pop Mart blind box. Now I have to be more serious."

With the help of the makeup artist, Ryoko Nagayama tied up the exquisite belt, took a deep breath, and walked towards the corridor leading to the stage as if she were stepping on a cloud.

I have never felt that my steps have been so relaxed. Is this the warmth of being supported by a companion?

"Come on, Geisha-kun!"

"Although I am not a student of Hachioji, I am also looking forward to Ms. Geisha's performance. We will all cheer for you."

"Show some color to that arrogant Kamijou Shinji!"

The players from Hachioji High School made trumpet-like gestures with their hands and loudly cheered for Ryoko Nagayama from behind.

After Yongshan Ryoko's back disappeared at the end of the corridor, Wuma Xingjin sighed deeply.

He is not an optimist. Judging from his performance in the general election, he is not as strong as Kamijou Shinji. Coupled with the negative impact of the injury, there is little hope of winning.

"Maybe this time it's different than you think."

"Ok?"

"People like Kamijou Shinji are very similar to us in some ways. You can understand it if you think about it carefully."

"So don't worry about Ryoko Nagayama."

Yuan Qingxue, who has been tuning his guitar by himself, gave his own inference.

The cold head of the Literature Department immediately closed his eyes to rest and stopped answering Wu Ma Xingjin's doubts.

It seems that today's supply of Yuanqingxue brand crystal balls has been used up.

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Before Ryoko Nagayama stepped onto the hollow metal steps alone, she heard a wave of human voices filling the entire venue before she even stepped onto the stage.

My chest was beating with this wave, and my feet, which were originally light, became heavy.

This has never happened before. I don’t have stage fright at all when it comes to performances or anything like that.

Even if it is a super large stage of this scale, even if you are the first player in the order, even if your opponent is the legendary Kamijou Shinji...

'Shinji!Shinji! '

'The Devil of the East, the Star of Japan!The greatest violin genius in history arrives at the Kanagawa venue! '