restless daily life

Bai Ying: "Heh, poor students buy stationery, autistic and depressed."

That's all the words, why do I need to say more?

The three of them were arguing and cooking while Mai Sakurajima and Angelina were stunned for a moment, unable to speak at all.

"The meal is almost finished, let's stop first." Bai Ying said seriously, "I personally think that the leader's nihilistic aesthetics is the culmination of farting."

Mouthpiece nodded in agreement and said, "That's true. Everything is nothingness. What's the point of deduction? The leader is really a bit seriously ill, but unfortunately he refuses to see a doctor."

"An empty heart cannot sing." Puppet Shadow said softly, "The aesthetics of the leader is beyond words."

The sound suddenly disappeared, and Mai Sakurajima and Angelina, who were planning rice, couldn't help but slow down subconsciously.

The three of them stared straight at Angelina.

well?Why are you looking at me?

Angelina swallowed her saliva, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration: "The group, the group leader is a villain."

Shirai Shadow: "Lack of aggressiveness."

Mouthpiece: "There is more than enough spirituality, but not enough expression, and needs to be honed."

Puppet: "General."

...I really joined a weird organization, right?

Angelina was a little melancholy.

"When the stage is ready, the actors don't be late. I hate accidents that disrupt the performance plan."

"Where are the tickets? Come here."

"Hopefully you bring an interesting audience."

Passing a stack of scarlet ticket rolls to Shirai Shadow, Mouthpiece got up, and continued to arrange the construction of the stage.

"It's almost time, let's go for a walk, I'll see you puppet later."

Shirokage stood up excitedly and set off.

Mai Sakurajima followed curiously, looked sideways at the young man who became very quiet again, didn't speak, and his eyes seemed a little distracted: "Just now you...wasn't that arguing?"

"Arguing." Puppet shook his head lightly, "Normal."

normal?

"The official members of the troupe all have their own unique views on beauty and their own art."

Bai Ying clasped his hands and said: "Take the example of a few guys who are not present - the leader believes that the essence of beauty is nothingness, and art is absurd interpretation; Bai Yinghua believes that beauty is a falsehood that does not exist, and art is a knowledge of deception; Essence is destiny, art is both the magnificence and absoluteness of destiny, etc.”

"The existence and non-existence of beauty can be divided into three factions, the truth and falsehood of beauty can also be divided into three factions, and the tragedy and drama of beauty can still be divided into three factions. Strictly speaking, everyone feels that the other party has some symptoms of brain symptoms. Sickness, take me and Puppet Shadow as examples, we all feel that art does not need to stick to external objects, but I think he is an autistic child, too attached to himself."

Puppet Shadow said politely: "I think Xu Bai has mental mania, it's too noisy."

Oh...the beauty inside and outside the divide?

Mai Sakurajima had a weird expression on her face, and felt that this group of people was a bit amusing, so she couldn't help saying: "Beauty is an abstract thing, everyone has their own opinion, right? There is no specific standard for this subjective judgment, the so-called There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and your troupe is quite seeking common ground while reserving differences..."

"Seeking common ground while reserving differences?"

The puppet smiled faintly, but said nothing.

"Miss Sakurajima, the most unconvinced is the peers. In our troupe, seeking common ground while reserving differences is itself a kind of difference. Technology can accommodate all rivers, and there is no concept of seeking common ground while reserving differences."

Bai Ying shook his head with a little contempt, in order to avoid revealing his identity as a black fan, his words were generally aggressive, he turned his head and said: "It's too long to read, you have to appreciate beauty, understand beauty, and strive to become a formal member of the troupe as soon as possible. Then you will have a very handsome nickname."

Angelina: "...Oh."

This scarlet troupe is indeed beautiful, with a psychotic beauty.

Although I have a bit of yearning for having a handsome nickname, it always feels weird.

"Hmm—" Mai Sakurajima said meaningfully with a smile on her back, "I heard that in terms of acting, drama is at the top of the chain of contempt, and idols are at the bottom of the chain of contempt..."

"Ms. Sakurajima's expression is wrong, and the technical level is clear at a glance. We never compete for that kind of thing, and occasionally learn from each other. The so-called technology is not only a weapon to express beauty, no one will think that they have enough firepower."

Bai Ying said sternly: "In our troupe, everyone despises other people's aesthetics equally, and then everyone despises their own aesthetics equally. We are fair, and we are definitely not a third-rate organization that engages in gang fights. "

One person and one gang, right?

Mai Sakurajima felt that this troupe was a bit outrageous: "What's the name of your troupe?"

"Scarlet Troupe—here, I'll go get ready."

Shirokage returned to the hotel, asked the others to wait in the lobby, and then carried out the big backpack from the room by himself.

Chapter 100 Life, Dissection Begins

In the waiting room, Mai Sakurajima took out her mobile phone and boarded her own trumpet.

A flame of war was ignited under the official Twitter account.

Trying to put aside those meaningless quarrels and confusion, Mai Sakurajima traced back to a certain reply from the source—as expected, it was the work of a certain black fan, and Xiao Mazi in the group appeared as an enemy and was exploded kill.

The photo of the crew's venue is already completely confirmed.

Bai Liang Shirakage is Shirakage.

The post has not been deleted yet, probably because my mother is busy discussing matters with the director and has no time to watch it.

The point that caused the riot was actually wearing costumes and taking pictures?Fortunately, I specially glued a few strands of sideburn hair together with shampoo, but it didn't look like it was seen at all, but this comment is very much in line with my own thoughts.

Since she is an actor, she should take this job seriously-unfortunately, my mother is more concerned about how to get more traffic and attention, how to make herself a star and idol.

Fame and fortune, as well as the unconvinced, deliberately picking a challenging script that has no achievements and topics, all have to use the rhetoric of gold-plated acting.

Ugh……

The goal is being gradually achieved, but the mood is hardly happy.

People really make things difficult for themselves.

Mai Sakurajima put away her mobile phone, looked at Shirokage who was fiddling with various props on the table, and when she was about to say something, she suddenly saw a woman in a white coat and a cigarette coming over.

"Huh? What are you doing again, kid?"

"This is a game I carefully prepared. When everyone is full, the teacher will come to play a game too? Let me write you an ID card—Niece Eru brought Oreki here. Come on, this is you guys." ID card."

……

……

People really make things difficult for themselves.

Yukinoshita Haruno was chatting with her parents, having lunch, and shopping with a smile.

But there was a string in her mind - she was under a lot of pressure, and she always felt that her mother would turn her face and question her concealment and deception at any time, and the 'Frostmourne' given by that guy even popped up in her heart from time to time.

Tsk, it's obviously an absurd sentence, it's impossible for it to be useful at all, but subconsciously put it on, thinking that sentence will have some effect.

Is this what a man overboard feels like trying to catch anything, even if it's just a straw?

Yukinoshita Yangnai glanced at his father, who looked like a wooden sculpture made of clay, and felt more and more that the so-called Frostmourne was a fake. When she turned her eyes, she suddenly saw three people walking by the street, and immediately raised her hand and said, "Ahaha ! Hayato-kun!"

Hayama Hayato, who was walking and chatting with the other two, looked up and couldn't help being stunned—why is the Yukinoshita family here?ah this...

"Hayato, who are those two adults?" Yumiko Miura asked in a low voice, but she already had some guesses in her heart.

Hayama Hayato whispered, "Yukishita's parents."

See!father!mother!

Yumiko Miura subconsciously thought about it, and then she was dumbfounded.

Why are small businesses here? !Yuigahama Yui looked at Hikigu Hachiman, who was hanging shoulder to shoulder with a certain uncle in the crowd, and his eyes were a little shaken... Why did Xiao, Xiaoqi sneak into Xiaoyuki's house? !

No, no, no, you don't usually see Xiaoqi and Xiaoxue interacting too much, do you?In terms of general rationality, I also feel that Xiaoxue cares more about Xiaobai, and Xiaobai——I don’t understand!

Anyway, it must be a misunderstanding, right?That's right, let's verify this misunderstanding!

As soon as a small flame ignited in Yuigahama Yui's eyes, she realized that the situation was still not quite right... Koyuki, don't you look very happy?Although Xiaoxue does not have any expression at ordinary times, she can still vaguely feel the emotions she expresses, she is an energetic person.

Now there is an oppressive silence.

For various reasons, the three walked over to meet.

Yukinoshita's mother said hello: "Hayato-kun, I haven't seen you for a while."

"Yes, Auntie."

"Hahahaha, I haven't seen you for a while." Yukinoshita's father smiled happily, "Hayato is still as popular as before, and girls follow him wherever he goes. Do you have any plans to fall in love recently?"

nice assist!Yumiko Miura's eyes lit up.

Hayama Hayato smiled and said, "I'm only in the first year of high school, it's too early."

"It's not too early, it's too early, it's better to fall in love when you are young. When you get older and the social atmosphere is too heavy, you will no longer have the mood and sincerity to fall in love. Everything you do will inevitably bring calculations and gains and losses. the smell of dust."

Xue Xia's father spoke earnestly, he was the child of an old friend after all, so he really didn't want to go through the pain and put him in a tiger's head.

Of course, Hayato-kun's threat is still relatively small.

Although the big goddess appreciates the other party's ability, but after the incident in elementary school caused the little goddess to go abroad for three years, the big goddess never talked about Hayato-kun at home again, and at most kept being polite and out of the appreciation of her elders.

As long as the little goddess doesn't move her mind, the big goddess won't bring this up again--at present, Mr. Hayato's threat is very small, and he can keep his head for the time being.

"In addition, you have to make friends. For example, Mr. Biqigu is very good. It is rare for Yukino to admit that a peer is a friend, which makes me feel relieved."

Yukinoshita's father enthusiastically introduced: "We chatted for a while, and the young people today are indeed different from us at that time, and their thinking is very progressive,"

Hayama Hayato looked at Hikigaya Hachiman's dead fish eyes.

Hikigu Hachiman: "That's ridiculous."

Hayato Hayama: "..."

well?Why did it feel like Hayama's eyes were shaken and sharpened for a moment?

While Hikigaya Hachiman was thinking, he suddenly found that Yuihama Yui was also looking at him with a subtle look...

Enemies on all sides? !hateful!Where is the minister?

Quickly open your eyes and wake up, it's the man behind the scenes who is manipulating everything!

Yukinoshita's mother looked at the time: "It's almost time, it just so happens that Hayato-kun is coming with a few friends."

"Oh? Where are you going?" Yukinoshita Yoshino always felt that this time was a bit subtle, as if it was the time said by someone he was about to kill.

"Go to your hotel."

hostel?

Doubts flashed through the minds of several students.

What can a hotel have?

……

A large map is laid out on a large round table, with the landscape that approximates the topography as the background, and the outlines of lines and grids are outlined in conspicuous colors. The grids are filled with numbers, and the circle of end to end is exactly 100 grids.

At a glance, it can be seen that there are three kinds of grids, without any marks, only grids with numbers.There are grids with big question marks on the background, and grids with the least number of exclamation marks in the background.

Monopoly?Many people subconsciously think of that classic game.

"Welcome, are there any drinks—oh? Are there a few more people here? So many people seem to be divided into two games."

Someone is shuffling cards and counting fake paper money. There are various small props on the table next to it, and a black cat is playing a twelve-sided dice beside the table.

It's the Minister (Bai Jun, Xiao Bai, Bai Ying)——! ! ! !

Several people roared in their hearts and wanted to retreat, but the current situation is impossible to escape!

"Oh? The boy who helped me push the cart?" Yukinoshita's father was a little surprised, "You are..."

"A school trip is of course to eat, have fun, sleep well, and relax, so I specially made a game called Life Anatomy and invited some people to play."

Shirokage gave Yukinoshita's mother a look with no expression on his face, then pulled out a blank card, raised his hand to write something neatly on it, and handed the card to Yukinoshita's father: "Unexpectedly, uncle, you would also Here, come to play?"

Yukinoshita's father took the card, feeling vaguely that something was wrong.

He looked down at the card, and something was even more wrong!

[Both ends of the first mouse: troubles and worries in youth, lucky to meet a noble person and be at peace.Even if we know that family affairs are chaotic, it is difficult to advance and difficult to retreat, how can we decide?How? 】