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

"Otherwise my father will definitely have a headache."

Kamijou Shinji casually threw the drink box into the trash can, but unfortunately he wasn't quite right and the drink box bounced up and fell to the ground.

Uma Seijin bent down to pick it up and threw it into the trash can. His eyes shifted from Kamijou Shinji's back to the light tube above the vending machine.

"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Ryoko Nagayama and I are in the same code."

"You are not allowed to abstain from the game between us."

"Ryoko Nagayama can accept this humiliating contempt, but that doesn't mean I can accept it too."

"The so-called victory is meaningful only if it is taken with one's own hands."

"Don't forget the agreement between us."

"indeed."

"If you pursue it, things will definitely get tricky."

Kamijou Shinji laughed a few times and without looking back, he picked up the violin case on one shoulder and turned around to leave.

"I know, I can tell from the first time we met, Wuma Xingjin, we are the same type of people."

"Since you said so, let me give you an unforgettable defeat."

"do not let me down."

The performance group competition was finally settled and it was finally the dance group’s turn.

The performance of the dance music group is the most visually beautiful competition in the art awards. Most of them are young, beautiful and slender girls, which is pleasing to the eye just from the look and feel.

Moreover, during the breaks between the various performances of the Art Awards, the girls in the dance group are also the contestants who receive the most activities and commercial performances.

Most of the girls in the dance group are far above average in appearance and are more than good enough to be models on the catwalk.

The importance of appearance has been considered since the beginning of the Art Awards. After all, it is a national entertainment program. Appearance must pass the test. Even mediocrity is a sin.

Among them, star players are the most popular, and Party A’s advertiser offers the highest price.

Arakawa Kotoyuki also took time out of her busy schedule to participate in some programs similar to radio recordings.

Although Miss Arakawa used to spend money lavishly, she is now used to being frugal, so how could she let go of this opportunity to make money easily.

In the players' lounge of Hachioji High School.

"Phew! It's finally our turn to appear!"

"Let that Jumonji Yutori realize that our Hachioji High School is no simple character!"

"Osaka Luming High School, all of them are little Karami in front of me, Shiori-sama."

Shiori Nakazawa punched the air with her fists, and Kuroma Tomikawa quickly threw her tutu and pantyhose over her head.

"Don't underestimate your opponent, quickly change your clothes and move your body."

Tomikawa Kuraya's eyebrows knitted together. She also saw the interview on the contestant channel. For this performance, Jumonmon Yumatori actually chose the waltz.

In the past video tapes, I don’t seem to have seen any record of Jumonji Yutai’s waltz, and I think I have never skipped it as I said.

Even a genius cannot beat the dance group he leads without practice.

Fuchuan Heiya is extremely convinced of this.

Especially when I saw Kotoyuki Arakawa surrounded by her companions, I felt inexplicably at ease.

Kotoyuki Arakawa never lets herself down.

There is also a room for changing clothes in the players' lounge. The girls walked out of it one after another and began to stretch their hands and feet and move their soft joints.

Every move is beautiful, and even a little girl like Nakazawa Shiori exudes elegance.

Among them, Kotoyuki Arakawa is the most special one.

The pure white tutu sets off the girl's slender legs, which are as tall and tall as Yoko Kawaki's and are wrapped in organza.

The silk decorations embellished on it beat with the girl's movements, as if they would jump out at any time.

"Hey! What are you looking at!?"

Arakawa Kotoyuki covered her chest and said to Wuma Xingjin with a slightly red face:

"Don't think that I won't notice if you are sneaky."

Wuma Xingjin straightened his back and spoke loudly.

"I didn't peek."

If you look at it openly, how can you be slandered?

Besides, I’ve had kisses several times...

"Why are you so proud?" Yoko Kawaki snorted coldly.

"As for me, Xingjin can not only look at it, but also touch it at will."

"Wuma-kun is so popular."

Kobayakawa Yuka put her hands on Wu Ma Xingjin's shoulders, gradually caressing her neck, and said in a gentle voice:

"If I divide Mr. Wuma into several pieces and get the part that belongs to me, we can be together forever."

"That way there won't be any more annoying guys fighting over me."

Wuma Xingjin withdrew his hand from Kawaki Yoko's vagina, sweating profusely, and quickly turned around to explain:

"I was just thinking about how Yoko and her seniors would look in ballet costumes."

"It will look good on you too."

Yuka Kobayakawa stopped her hand and massaged Wuma Xingjin's shoulders, regaining her elegant and gentle smile.

It's just that it's hard to see what's hidden under the smile.

"What a confusing relationship." Nakazawa Shiori muttered.

Looking at Mrs. Youqian's hand on Wuma Xingjin's shoulder, the envy in Jingbo Xun's eyes almost overflowed. If it were him...

Arakawa Kotoyuki walked up to Wuma Seijin with long legs and stood with her arms akimbo. Her amber eyes glanced at Kawaki Yoko and Kobayakawa Yuakane, and she hummed softly.

"I have been preparing for this performance for a long time. Keep your eyes open and don't miss any details."

"Just like the city lights in urban novels, I am the most special one. Let you see how powerful I am, Kotoyuki Arakawa."

"So, please watch me carefully this time."

At the end of the sentence, Arakawa Kotoyuki's wandering eyes became firm.

Just like her mother said, the so-called qualification for liking must be achieved through her own efforts.

There is no reason and no excuse needed.

She also wanted to be with Wuma Jun every day, whether it was on the way to school or back home and sitting on the floor watching the evening program.

But, wouldn’t that mean that I wouldn’t have my own appearance?

She didn't want to become that vulgar woman.

I am the eldest lady of the Arakawa family, and I will definitely, absolutely want to be the best.

When it was his turn, it was Wuma Jun who hugged his legs and begged, "Please formally date me."

The hateful guy who took away my first kiss is still flirting with women. We can't let him go so easily.

You must see him kneeling down and begging for mercy.

"If it is Qin Xue who takes action, there will definitely be no problem."

"And I will look at you without blinking until the last note of the accompaniment stops."

Wuma Xingjin took out a silver-rimmed black box from his pocket, with a cat hairpin lying inside.

"I originally planned to give it to you in the next few days, but I think there is no more suitable opportunity than now."

The hairpin is not very particular, but the fresh and excellent handmade texture makes the cat on the hairpin show a wonderful expression.

The girl's amber eyes are as cute as a cat's pupils, and complement her hairpin perfectly.

"Who allowed you to call me by my name directly?"

Arakawa Kotoyuki held the hairpin and put it on for herself, secretly looked sideways in the dressing mirror, and hid the curve of the corner of her mouth.

"I won't lose, just wait and see."

Chapter 212 The reason why we must win

The first round of the dance music group is Ogawa Private School.

The girl who led the team was third-year student Arisa Kanai. At this moment, she proudly took the microphone from Makoto Kawajiri, raised her chin and said in front of everyone's attention:

"If the performance group fails, it will be up to us in the dance group to save face."

After that, he threw the microphone to the host Kawajiri Makoto, but the wavy female host on the side was stunned and couldn't get in the conversation, so she had to warm up awkwardly.

While waiting at the end of the stage, Kanai Arisa's sharp eyes swept across the people in the Hachioji High School dance group and landed on the leader, Kotoyuki Arakawa, with an uncertain expression on her face.

As an aristocratic school, these second-generation students who grew up with golden keys enjoy educational resources that far exceed those of ordinary private schools, and art is naturally one of their specialties.

No matter how inconspicuous a student in Ogawa's private school is, he or she has a skill, whether it's kayaking or astronomical research. There's always something he's good at.

Therefore, the members of the dance music group at Ogawa Private School have excellent basic skills and do not need to undergo such anxious training sessions as Hachioji High School.

These children of wealthy families are different from common people. The difference lies in their right to choose.

You don't have to follow the routine life trajectory of millions of people, you can freely choose the direction you want.

After all, some people live in Rome, and some people live as mules and horses, embarking on two different paths from the beginning.

But because of this, these guys are so angry at the civilians who step on their heads.

"Both Jumonji Yutori and Arakawa Kotoyuki are just rotten shrimps without self-awareness."

"It doesn't matter if those guys like Maeda Raizo can't compare to Kamijou Shinji, they can't even compare to a poor geisha who just popped up out of nowhere."

Kanai Arisa gritted her teeth, and those trash-like boys really disgraced their Ogawa private school.

If you can't even get S-class, why not put them all in a container and throw them into the Seto Inland Sea.