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

Faced with a psychopath with unpredictable temperament, he really didn't have much confidence in how to deal with it.

If you cause people around you to get hurt because of your own actions, this lesson is enough once.

"Very good, first-rate original songs and playing ability to match."

"Wuma Xingjin, Yuan Qingxue, you really did not disappoint me."

"This is the only way to be worthy of defeating."

Kamijou Shinji showed a satisfied smile, looking forward to his appearance.

It's unimaginable that someone would be happy because their opponent is stronger than they imagined.

Arakawa Kotoha's beautiful eyes twinkled, and Kotoyuki's boyfriend was very accomplished in calligraphy. This was something she had known for a long time.

But I didn't expect that his performance in the singing group would be so good. It was a bit surprising.

After the first match against Kamijou Shinji, Ryoko Nagayama realized what kind of monster he was facing.

She didn't have high expectations for Wuma Xingjin's bet with Jou Shinji for her, but the situation seemed to be beyond her imagination.

Although there is a little 'perfect flaw' in the use of instruments, the level of singing and original songs more than make up for it.

In the huge venue, almost everyone was listening attentively to the girl's heavenly singing, as if they were far away in the horizon and yet close before their eyes.

The perfectly proportioned calves are exposed to the air under the skirt of the school uniform, and the black socks fit around the ankles to outline delicate lines.

There is no doubt that this is the most beautiful thing in the world.

Just standing there, doing nothing, is like a work of art created by a talented artist who spent his entire life.

In terms of looks alone, Yuan Qingxue is unique among the endless stream of beautiful girls in the art world.

But it is by no means such a superficial reason. There is a wonderful quality that distinguishes this only girl in the world from others.

When Wuma Xingjin's harmonies joined in naturally, the atmosphere at the scene reached its peak.

The boyish voice is gentle and powerful, as if he was humming softly in his ears.

As for their ability to control the scene, they are no less than those influential figures who have left their names in the history of the music industry.

Wuma Xingjin has never felt the air so refreshing.

Being with the minister on the stage where everyone is watching, this is the youth that only he has;

However, the story will always veer off course.

A scream of lungs tortured by the air was like the claws of fate tearing apart Wuma Xingjin's mind, and then a heart-wrenching scene came into view.

The girl held the microphone pole and knelt weakly on the cold floor.

The thin body is like a puppet with its strings cut off, and it no longer responds.

Chapter 219 The bright crystal full of cracks

The sudden change caused the entire venue to panic and the performance had to be suspended.

Wuma Xingjin could hardly stand still, he stumbled and hugged Yui Qingxue, leaving tens of thousands of spectators behind and ran towards the infirmary.

Damn it!This is different from what I thought!

The story should have a perfect ending, but what is going on now?

The eyes of the girl in his arms were tightly closed, and a look of pain lingered on her cold little face. Wuma Xingjin felt that his heart was being pulled, and it was painful.

The girl's body was like a feather, and a light gust of wind could take her away from him.

The minister, who usually would be wary even if he came too close, was just skin to skin.

But Wuma Xingjin was not in the mood to consider this at all. He even ignored the people blocking him in front of him and used his shoulders to block a way. He only saw the electrified medical room light sign.

After arriving in Tokyo, I met all kinds of people. Having set foot on this land to escape reality, I was finally able to face the memories of being trapped in nightmares all night long.

It was hard to get it, so how could it be allowed to slip through your fingers.

He didn't want to lose anyone anymore.

"It's probably caused by overexertion." The doctor in the infirmary gave his preliminary conclusion.

It's hard to tell for sure just by looking at the rudimentary medical equipment here.

To be on the safe side, the doctor suggested that Wuma Xingjin take Yuan Qingxue to the prefectural hospital in Kanagawa for further examination.

Wu Ma Xingjin forced himself to calm down and walked through the blockade onto the road. Reporters gathered around him like annoying flies.

Wuma Xingjin resisted the urge to throw them out one by one, and finally waited until Zhu Qianhe drove over in a car.

The young man tried his best to maintain his composure along the way, but the anxiety in his eyes betrayed his mood.

Fortunately, the Kanagawa venue is less than 10 minutes away from the prefectural hospital.

"By the way, this is the medicine the minister has been taking."

Wuma Xingjin found the white bottle that had appeared many times from the pocket of Yuan Qingxue's skirt and handed it to the gray-haired doctor.

He had always suspected that there was something wrong with the minister's health, but every time he asked, the results he got were vitamin C tablets, so he didn't have to worry.

At this moment, Wu Ma Xingjin extremely hoped that the minister really fell ill due to fatigue.

The white bottle had no label or name, and even the serial number and production calendar on the bottom of the bottle had been scraped off with a knife. It had a frosted texture to the touch, and the attending doctor present had some difficulty judging it.

But just looking at the shape, it looks very similar to common painkillers on the market.

But why would a high school girl carry painkillers with her? Obviously no one could answer this question.

The arrival of Wuma Xingjin attracted the attention of doctors and nurses on duty.

The person who was in the TV screen one second is now alive in front of you the next second. This experience is indeed very novel.

A few young nurses took out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures, but the older head nurse scolded them and put them away.

Wuma Xingjin had no time to care about this trivial matter and just wanted to get the minister's inspection results as soon as possible.

On the other side of the art appreciation scene, host Makoto Kawajiri spent a lot of effort to barely control the situation.

Makoto Kawajiri felt bitter in his heart. Just a moment ago, he was proud that the Kanagawa venue hosted by him was far more exciting than the Tokyo venue. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen.

The singing group of Hachioji High School left the show midway and was declared a forfeit.

There were two forfeits in a semi-final, and both games were played by Kamijou Shinji. It was really weird.

This good semi-final turned into a mixed meal.

What else can be done?I can only bite the bullet and continue.

Just when Kajiri Makoto had a headache, he received another piece of bad news.

"What? Kamijou Shinji abstained again?"

Come as you say it, and leave as you say it.

What do these talented teenagers think of the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards?

As soon as Wu Ma Xingjin arrived at Kanagawa Prefectural Hospital, reporters who smelled the smell rushed over.

Zhu Qianhe and Nan Zhenhua controlled the scene to prevent this group of flies who were crazy to get first-hand information from disturbing Wuma Xingjin and Yuan Qingxue.

"This is a hospital, please keep quiet."

The head nurse, who was about 40 years old, wanted to control the situation, but she was pushed by someone and hit the edge of the registration desk. Her waist hurt so much that she couldn't stand up.

"you!"

A young nurse who had just started her internship had never seen such a scene before. She hurriedly supported the head nurse and glared at these reporters.

Reporters don't care about this. Their superiors are always urging them to get the latest news so that they can compete for the popularity of the topic before their peers.

"The hospital is a public facility, why shouldn't we be allowed to go there?"

"Yes, yes, this is not opened by your family."

"We're here to see a doctor too, why are you stuck here?"

"Let's expose this outrageous behavior together."

The reporters took advantage of the large number of people and did not take Zhu Qianhe and Nan Zhenhua seriously at all. They crowded around and tried to squeeze their cameras into the department.

Zhu Qianhe's stern eyes flashed, and she inadvertently reached for the gun belt behind her waist. Minami Maka raised her hand to stop her.

She often assists the eldest lady in managing Kawaki Media, and she is better at handling this situation than Takechihe.

"Don't you know that the patient inside is Yuan Qingxue?"

"What if your noisy voice affects the treatment?"

"If you can bear this responsibility, you can go in."

The reporters didn't buy the petite Nam Jin-hwa's stern tone at all, and pushed her to break into the department.

Nan Zhenhua didn't expect these guys to be so crazy and devoid of any sense. She almost sprained her foot if she wasn't paying attention, and her pretty brows furrowed in pain.

Wuma Xingjin slowly opened the department door and glanced at the crowd of reporters with a dark face.

At this time, Nakaichi Rika and Oshimura Mayuko, who were the players' cameramen, arrived belatedly, followed by Kamijou Shinji in a straight tuxedo.

Wuma Xingjin glanced at the three of them and waved to Nakaichi Rika and Oshimura Mayuko.

"Let's start a live broadcast now and show the ugly faces of these people to viewers across the country."

Nakaichi Rika was stunned for a moment and quickly realized that during the entire Tokyo Autumn Art Awards, Wuma Xingjin rarely let her take the stage, so much so that she almost forgot the role of the camera in her hand.

Wuma Xingjin glanced around and said coldly:

"The situation of player Yuan Qingxue is very complicated, and doctors need time to examine it.

At this time, the players are not being spared, or is this the kind of insect that is breeding in the media industry? "

The murderous intent contained in Wuma Xingjin's words made no reporter dare to answer the question.

These words are a trap if you take them casually. If someone intercepts a few sentences out of context, will you still be able to make it in this industry?

The people present were all veterans, and no one dared to say anything for a while.

Moreover, Nakazawa Shiori and Oshimura Mayuko are different from them. These two girls are working in official jobs, so there is no reason why they cannot be dismissed casually.

If Wu Ma Xingjin is determined to use official reporters to punish them, there is really no way to escape.