The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

On the way, Qianliu 293 took time to look at Shibai, and found that she was looking at the actors' acting skills with a serious face. Even so, when there were only funny scenes, when everyone laughed, she seemed to be confused. His head showed a confused expression.

Probably wondering why everyone is laughing.

Fortunately, I didn't have much trouble, and Zhenbai quickly watched it carefully.

Probably because I appreciate it very seriously, an hour and a half quickly passed.

The four actors bowed deeply to the applause of the audience, and although their faces showed exhaustion, they were full of a sense of accomplishment.

Qianliu was impressed by the fact that it was not acting, but expressing the true feelings in his heart on his face, and at the same time a little bit of inspiration flashed.

The applause didn't stop until ten minutes after the closing. In cooperation with the audience who were still immersed in the aftermath, Qianliu led the girls to the exit:

"Huh, it's so funny, I laughed so hard just now that my stomach hurts."

Misaki rubbed her stomach with emotion.

Kouto is also very excited, or novel, and encounters unfamiliar things, which sometimes brings people a sense of satisfaction.

"Like it"

Qianliu held his sister's hand.

Dove nodded heavily.

"Six Flowers"

"I would also like!"

"Then we'll come back next time."

While joking and talking, the crowd had already reached the exit, when the crowd's movement speed suddenly slowed down.

Even so, Five People 5 still pushed aside the crowd and took a step outside the theater.

At this moment, white snowflakes fell from the sky and fell on the top of the head.

Ah, it's white album season again.

Thinking to himself, Qianliu told the weather forecaster that he would no longer trust the forecast at night, and the snowfall time was half a day earlier.

............In the mansion in Chiyoda Ward, Touma walks on the cobblestone floor of the bedroom.

At first, she was not used to the hard touch of the soles of her feet, but now she feels very comfortable when walking.

Thinking of the fire experience of blisters on the soles of his feet, Dongma couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"It's so cold..."

She exhaled a white breath and stood on the side of the balcony in thin clothes.

Obviously it is a common sight, but after the winter in Tokyo, I don’t know why there is a kind of profound artistic conception.

In previous years, I needed to spend the winter alone, but this year I probably won't.

Because of the loneliness in the past, Dongma always has a special melancholy for winter, which is a memory she cannot forget, and it is also the past she does not want to forget.

It is precisely because she understands the loneliness in the past that she cherishes the present with so many friends.

Especially on such a cold day, the past becomes more and more... vivid.

Touma narrowed her eyes and looked up at the grey sky, she was talking to herself.

The oncoming cold wind blew her gorgeous long hair, thousands of strands of hair fluttered in the wind.

Dongma fastened her scarf to resist the icy cold that hit her skin. It was so cold, why is it so cold today? The girl who asked with suspicion lowered her head and planned to step into the room.

"what!"

At this moment, pure white snow flakes were caught in the corner of her eyes.

"Snowing......"

At some point in the sky, the first snow of the year quietly fell, and the pedestrians passing by on the street also stopped to celebrate this little visitor.

"Ha ha......"

Dongma smiled inadvertently, she smiled at the beauty and cuteness of Snow White.

However, her smile did not last long.

"Well...."

Dongma lowered his eyes, seemed to remember something, and quickly entered the room.

When she appeared on the balcony again, she had a camera in her hand, and she planned to take pictures of the first snow.

This year, it's snowing season again, but unlike last year, she no longer feels lonely.

Just after shooting the first snow, at this time, the mobile phone in the bedroom suddenly rang.

"Hello, Misaki"

There seemed to be some noise at the other end, Dongma tentatively asked: "Is something wrong?"

"Hesa, do you want to come to Sakura Village for a party at night! It's snowing today, so it's a good opportunity to eat hot pot!"

Misaki's voice was a bit loud, because the crowd was surging just after she left the theater.