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

"Maybe I'll have a chance too!"

"That's Minamoto Seiyuki, the flower of the entire Hachioji High School. If I successfully join the club, won't I be able to see beautiful girls every day?"

"Wait a minute, don't you like the manager of the music department?"

"exactly"

Actually admitted it?

"Those who failed to join the club before were probably intimidated, but I, Mr. Tanaka, will not do that. I will use my charm to gain Yuan Qingxue's recognition in an upright and upright manner!"

Do you have any misunderstanding about the word charm?And you want to compare with that Kobayakawa-senpai whose beauty is not inferior to that of Minamoto Kiyuki?

Mr. Tian, ​​you are too vague about your own position, and how can a good brother eat alone? Murakami Nara supports his friend "Take me with you!"

"With Wuma's help, it will be easy to enter the Literature Department." Agent Tian ended his rambling and looked at Wuma Xingjin with hopeful eyes.

"Don't think about it, this is impossible." Wuma Xingjin closed the book and said ruthless words.

"Brother, I have never asked you for anything in my life, except this time."

"I mean, Minister, she won't agree to your joining the ministry." Wuma Xingjin told the truth.

The girls in the class showed expressions of grief over the loss of their loved ones.

He actually started calling the minister!Is kissing the next step?I didn’t expect the literature club to be so lewd.

"And haven't you already joined the light novel reading club?"

"There is no rule that says you can only join one club. How will you know if you don't try." Agent Tian refused to give up.

Some students at Hachioji High School can indeed participate in two or three clubs at the same time, as long as the time can be arranged reasonably, but most students will use their time to secretly do test papers to beat their classmates, while saying that they have no time to review recently, turning around and hugging As the Tokyo Prefectural Government has just released the latest unified examination collection, they are crazy about answering questions, and those who spend a lot of time in clubs are the outliers.

"Okay, remember to come with me this afternoon."

"Wuma Jun, someone is looking for you." A carefree girl came over to inform him.

At the door of the classroom was Principal Murakami, and Murakami Nara said hello to him.

"Yo, brother!"

Wuma Xingjin smiled and said thank you to the girl. The latter suddenly became shy and ran back to the group of girls with a blushing face.

"The leather case of live2D has been made. I will send you the file. If you need to change the image later, remember to come to me."

Sure enough, a document was received in the mailbox on the phone, and Wuma Xingjin thanked President Murakami.

After teaching Wu Ma Xingjin how to use the live2d holster to bind to the anchor, Murakami left. He will take the national unified examination next year, so he must seize the time to review more knowledge.

Before leaving, President Murakami gave Wu Ma Xingjin a thumbs up, "Remember, if you are famous, don't forget to write my name as the artist on the homepage."

In the teacher's office

"Tokyo Autumn Art Awards"

"My students study hard every day, so where do they get their artistic talent from?"

"It is said that there are several strong art schools participating this time, such as Osaka Luming High School and Toyin University Affiliated."

"Our students' deviation scores are no worse than theirs, and their test scores are even better than theirs. In terms of appearance alone, we still have Wuma."

"But we can't send Wu Ma to win the whole game alone, right?"

"I remember that the Literature Department is still here, but asking Yuan Qingxue for help is a bit unrealistic. Why not ask Wuma to ask her?"

"Otherwise, we will have to sit in the audience to participate in this year's Grand Awards."

Bishop Ishida suddenly felt sad while eating some snacks.

"If I don't seize the opportunity, there will be a few four years in my life. By the time of the next grand prize, I will already be a yellow-faced woman."

Morimiya Megumi was a little confused when she saw the notice issued by the school. It is true that the students of Hachioji High School are very academically capable, but they are also ridiculed by other schools as a group of nerds who have nothing to do with art no matter how they think about it.

After hearing Ishida's reminder, I suddenly remembered that I could ask my best student for help.

The afternoon math class is over.

The students in the classroom were walking in small numbers, and the maple leaves rustled in the autumn wind.

The sky is blue, and occasionally a few birds fly by.

Wuma Xingjin flicked the pen with his fingers, spinning the gel pen a few times and standing firmly on the table.

There is no need to quit the second-hand store for the time being, as the tutoring job cannot be done every day.

I can use Yuki Rina's rest time to work part-time, but I'm afraid that Hitachi won't give up during this period.

What to do with Arakawa Kotoyuki?Do you take her with you wherever you go?She could be transferred to Hachioji High School.

Wuma Xingjin's thoughts were interrupted by a gust of fragrant wind.

"Wuma Jun~"

"Professor Morimiya?" Wuma Xingjin looked up at Morimiya Megumi who was smiling.

"Am I your favorite Christian?"

"should be"

"Then your favorite priest wants to ask you a favor. I'm sure Mr. Wuma won't refuse, right?"

I'd like to ask you to see how flattering your expression is.

It must be a very troublesome thing. Wuma Xingjin felt bad and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Morimiya Megumi's thighs wrapped in black stockings under her uniform were close to each other, holding documents in her arms, resting her elbows on the desk, showing a pitiful expression:

"Only you can do it"

The distance was quite close, and Wuma Xingjin could smell Morimiya Megumi's fragrance. He pressed her shoulders and pushed her away without blushing or heartbeat:

"If you have something to say, Christian, just say it."

Wuma Xingjin also planned to go to the Literature Department to discuss countermeasures with Yuan Qingxue.

"I knew Mr. Wu Ma would agree." Morimiya Megumi laughed like a fox who just had his way. “It’s the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards.”

Wu Ma Xingjin breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it turned out that he was just participating in competitions. When he was in China, he was often active in major competitions and had considerable experience.

"The competition is divided into four major categories, namely dance music, performance, calligraphy and singing."

"This competition will be broadcast live online. Because the audience can see the most talented high school students in the country compete on stage on TV, it has been very popular over the years. Even the supervisor will watch it."

"It's more like a large-scale variety show than a competition."

The name is Autumn Art Awards, but in Japan it is a competition held every four years. It is not as simple as Morimiya Megumi said, but a dual competition of literature and art.

Dances can be divided into local folk dances and the most popular foreign jazz dances, etc. As for Kagura dance, witches will not perform this kind of dance on stage that is supposed to please the gods.

As for the other three categories, all schools are in full bloom, and it is difficult to say whether they are good or bad. Calligraphy is not just calligraphy. The contestants will also be asked to compose poems impromptu. Generally, after the audience votes, the seniors who have been famous for a while will Give your own rating.

After many years without world-class writers and artists, the whole of Japan seems to be holding its breath. Everyone is looking forward to the emergence of figures who can lead a new era, and investment in the arts is quite expensive.

It's a pity that Keio Private School and Togei University, which represent the pinnacle of literature and art, still look half-dead, causing many people to scold them as to what the hell are these mindless fools with a lot of tax money doing.

Whenever elite students from Imperial College next door pass by these two universities, they always spit and say that if they had so much research funding, they could overturn Silicon Valley in the United States.

The latter is also very aggrieved and angry. It's not like he hasn't been exploring and cultivating talents across the country.

But now all the major fantasy gods in the world are fighting, and England has produced an extremely young literary giant. The few novels he published have easily won numerous awards.

The Eastern Kingdom has thousands of years of cultural heritage, dominates the world in the field of literature, and stands proudly among the others.

American film producers showed a disdainful expression of "I'm not telling you, everyone here is rubbish".

Only Japan has made no achievements and has a very low sense of existence.

The world of literature and art is probably in such a bleak picture.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Japanese people, lying flat has been the norm since the end of the Showa era, and it does not matter if they continue to lie flat in the field of literature.

In order to mobilize the enthusiasm of the people, the Japanese Ministry of Culture had to package the Tokyo Autumn Art Festival into an event with an idol nature.

The amount of investment in the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards is quite astonishing. After all, it is a program that has set a record in ratings across Japan.

Whether she is a full-time housewife who is tired of family chores or a young girl enjoying her youth, no one can resist a group of handsome and talented young people fighting and competing with each other.

The most important thing is that the audience still has the right to vote. They imagine that they can control these high-spirited handsome boys and charming girls by gently pressing their fingers on the mobile phone screen. No matter who they are, they will feel a great sense of relief.

When I think about it, I have contributed to the advancement of literature and art circles in Japan, and I feel full of participation.

Homa Hoshizu has only been in Japan for a year and doesn't know much about the Tokyo Autumn Art Prize. After hearing what Morimiya Megumi said, he was not at all disturbed.

Seeing Wuma Xingjin's lack of interest, Morimiya Megumi continued:

"The school attaches great importance to this event and will allocate considerable bonuses to the winning clubs."

"Please give me the registration form now!"

Through the Internet, you can see that a construction team is repairing the competition site, the green dust screen has been pulled up, and workers wearing safety helmets are busy.

Wu Ma Xingjin roughly understands the specifications and nature of the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards, and may be able to help by using this competition.

"By the way, I have a friend who wants to transfer to Hachioji High School. Can she also join?"

"sure"

Wu Ma Xingjin remembered that Arakawa Kotoyuki had learned dance. With her appearance and sufficient intensity of practice, she could attract a large number of people's attention even if she didn't win the prize.

Putting aside the bonus, the Wuma Seitsu Project will allow Arakawa Kotoyuki to become famous and accumulate fans on the Internet in advance.

Moreover, vtuber is also a tool. After the number of fans reaches a certain level and then deliberately exposed, it can cause enough topics.

By then, Hitachi's chances of winning will increase.

I have been worrying about how to get enough traffic. Isn't this grand prize an opportunity? I can just take advantage of it.

If the head of the club is unwilling to go, I can borrow the name of the Literature Club to participate.

Wu Ma Xingjin filled out the form and handed it back to Morimiya Megumi: "And the director, you don't fit the pitiful persona. I still like you who is serious about your work."

like? !Our age difference is too big, that’s not allowed!

Wuma, this boy, looked so handsome, but he didn't expect that he would dare to tease the priest because he was full of evil.

Sensing that her face was a little hot, Morimiya Megumi tried her best to show the dignity of a pastor and forcibly changed the subject:

"By the way, tomorrow is Halloween. I heard that there are many ghost cosplays in Akihabara. What are Wuma's plans?"