The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

Xiazhiqiu's autograph meeting didn't last long, the number of fans was nothing compared to Qianliu, less than [-] people, and it was resolved in more than an hour.

The bookstore didn't mean to accompany her to open until five or six o'clock. Seeing all the book fans who came to get their autographs and left happily, Xia Zhiqiang rubbed her sore wrists and stood up.

"Let's rest for a while, I was a lot more uncomfortable than you at the first autograph session." Qianliu came over and said very well.

I had no experience at the beginning, but there were hundreds of thousands of people at the first autograph meeting, and he almost lost his hand. Later, Yuan Zi helped him rub it for a long time before it got better. Even so, the next day was still a pain.

No way, this is a person who hasn't written for a long time. At that time, he hadn't practiced calligraphy yet, and the font can be said to be indescribable.

The strange thing is that his initial poor fonts are more valuable and have collection value. Later, after practicing calligraphy, the value of signatures is much lower.

Rare things are precious, and the ancients never deceived me.

Those pasts that can be called black history have long been sealed in the depths of his memory. If he hadn't seen a similar scene in the Hill of Xia, he would not have remembered it for a while.

"Okay, then it's time for me to fulfill my promise to invite Qianliu-kun to dinner. No matter what Qianliu-kun proposes to do today, I will accompany him to the end." With a slightly provocative breath, Xia Zhiqiu's surface is very serious.

"Huh?" Qianliu glanced at her and raised her eyebrows: "Anything is fine?"

"When...of course." Xia Zhiqiu was a little unconfident, and heard Yuanzi say that Qianliu is very dangerous, shouldn't it be...

One thing to say, after a period of online communication, the titles between the two have become much closer. Kasumigaoka clearly understands how much Hanasegawa does not like politeness, so at his request, he asked Mr. , became Hasegawa-kun, and then evolved to Chiryu-kun.

"Well, cough, you two go, I have to go back to the editorial department." Machida Yuanzi got up and took the initiative to leave, leaving space for boys and girls of similar age.

What's more, what she said was definitely not a lie. As the deputy editor-in-chief of the Undead Chuan Bookstore, she was busy with too many things all day.

After taking a taxi and leaving, Machida Yuanzi, who got in the car, immediately sent Qianliu a dynamic picture of "working harder".

"Is this a date?" Walking down the street with Kasumigaoka in casual clothes, Qianliu looked up at the sky, the weather was not very good today.

"What... what?" Xia Zhiqiu was a little surprised when he heard the words "taboo" in understatement from his mouth, but then she reacted and pretended to be a skilled gesture of no big deal: "Qian... Qianliu-kun is it possible that he is a A virgin guy who's never dated a girl? Would be shaken by that."

Qianliu snapped his fingers and nodded seriously: "As you can see, I am indeed a virgin, just like Shi Yu, you are a real virgin."

Shi Yu?

Eh, no honorific?

Xia Zhiqiu was a little confused, she clearly wanted to dominate the speech, but she needed time to relax after Qianliu started four second bombings.

"Since you're treating yourself to a guest today, I've decided that the itinerary should be fine."

"Eh, wait..."

Xiazhiqiu instinctively made a sound, but was interrupted by Qianliu.

"If you don't mind, can you accompany me to Sensoji Temple?" Without giving Kasugaoka time to speak, Qianliu had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "If you don't answer, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

"This...I, why are we going to Sensoji Temple?" Subconsciously, he responded with Qianliu's thoughts, and the strategy that Kasugaoka had thought up at home before departure seemed to be useless.

Qianliu replied casually: "My sister wants me to help me to ask for a lottery and pray for blessings."

He doesn't believe this, but his sister Xiaojiu is different. In order to make her sister happy, he can only make a trip.

Well, by the way, there is another reason to not give Kasuga Hills a chance to dominate, so that she can relax.

It's useless to be passive in order to make a thoughtful girl like Kasumigaoka bow her head. *

Chapter [-] I Wasn't

Take the subway to the vicinity of Asakusa Station, and Chiryu and Kasumigaoka go straight to their destination.

Sensoji Temple is located in Taito Ward, Tokyo, and is the oldest temple in Tokyo.

According to legend, in 628 AD, two fishermen fished in the Miyado River and picked up a 5.5 cm high golden Guanyin statue. The nearby people raised funds to build a temple to worship the Buddha statue, which is Sensoji Temple.

Since then, the temple has been repeatedly burned and destroyed several times. In the early Edo period, Sensoji Temple was rebuilt, making it a large group of temples and a playground for nearby Edo citizens.

At the request of his sister, Qianliu thought about the temples in Tokyo, and finally chose Sensoji Temple, while Kasumigaoka accompanied him here in confusion.

"Since you're here, do you want to go together?" Qianliu looked around and found that there were many tourists coming and going.

However, it is also a famous building and historical site. In order to understand the cultural tourist attractions of the eleventh district, there are countless tourists from all over the world.

"Alright." Xia Zhiqiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, the two entered from the entrance of Omotesando, which is Kaminarimon, like ordinary couples, and there were statues of the god of wind and the god of thunder on both sides.

Qianliu was not very interested in these mysterious and mysterious religions, on the contrary, Kasumi Hill was much quieter.

"A temple that has been reduced to a historical site has lost its solemnity and has become more impetuous and prosperous." He looked at the hundreds of meters of street called "Nakamise" from Kaminarimon to the main hall, surrounded by shops. There are as many as nearly a hundred, and Qianliu can't talk about emotion or anything.

"Oh, Qianliu-kun doesn't like this?" Kasumigaoka bought an ice cream and licked it, leaning his head and staring at him.

Qianliu narrowed his eyes and caught sight of the girl's rather irritating movements: "It's just my personal opinion, don't take it to heart."

Xia Zhiqiu nodded when he heard the words.

Afterwards, the two walked along the flow of people, went to the temple to draw lots to pray, and searched for the signature according to the number. What Qianflu remembered was that the signature belonged to a Chinese poem with a Japanese explanation.

When drawing the lottery, I thought of asking him, Kouto said, "As a half-body of me who is related by blood, your actions represent my will."

That girl was just looking for an excuse not to go out, and Qianliu deeply understood this fact.

The lottery he drew was Daji, while Kasumigaoka drew a lottery that was not very satisfactory, and she wanted to tie the lottery to the tree.

But after looking around, I didn't find a particularly good position, and the good position was relatively high. Her height was obviously not enough. Although Xia Zhiqiu was nearly [-] meters tall, it was definitely not short among girls.