Society fears that young people don’t want to be literary godfathers

(PS: I also had dinner with many friends today, and there are lively club activities after school in the afternoon. I may not have time to reply to messages by then, so please understand.)

"Eh.......?"

33. Gu, kill me

"........"

Seeing the new comments posted by Sloth Fish, Takegami Kasumi was completely stunned.

wait...

Really...isn't it a love song? !

How is it possible...it's obviously such an emotional singing voice and lyrics, but if it's not a love song, how could it possibly make sense!

Just now I was blushing, and I could not help but show some uncontrollable smile... Ugh!So ashamed!

In an instant, steam seemed to rise from Takegami Kasumi's head.

"...Are you okay, little Chengzi?"

Realizing that the dog-eyed little president next to her was a little unbearable, Kurihara's mother also rocked the wheelchair and handed the girl a glass of warm water:

"Cool down, cool down—"

"No, it's okay..."

The sense of shame in her heart spread crazily... Xiao Chengzi was also trying to control his emotions, not wanting to let this horrible sense of shame completely submerge him -

However, all to no avail.

"sleepy......."

Girls always feel inexplicably tired when their emotions are overloaded.

The self-protection mechanism has completely failed. The girl who is deeply attached to this song that is not a love song also buries her little head under her arms in embarrassment at this moment, and her whole body becomes weak unconsciously.

Although his brain was not completely shut down, after learning the truth, Xiao Chengzi only felt a sleepy feeling lingering——

Well......

It’s brain overload time again.

Forget it... let's just take a nap.

The dog-eyed girl, who was already lethargic and always looked tired, lay motionless on the table, not wanting to move at all. After saying goodbye to Kurihara Saki softly, she fell into a deep sleep.

Kasumi Takegami usually goes to sleep when her brain is down or her CPU is overloaded.

Faced with the reaction of her friend next to her, Kurihara's mother seemed to have expected it, and sighed softly.

Sure enough... is it still inevitable to burn out the CPU of Little Orange?

"..... Buy your teacher ice cream to cool down during the next comic tutoring session."

Talking to herself without mercy, Kurihara's mother thought of the boy who lived in the elementary school next door to her.

Really...why do you use such foul vocals and lyrics to analyze yourself?

Even when I first listened to this song, I couldn't help but blush...

thought here.

As if thinking of distracting himself, Kurihara Saki patted his face gently. At this moment, his ruby-like eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone, under the comment section of Sloth Fish's new song "It's Better to Die":

(Isn’t it a love song? That’s great. I thought that Mr. Slothfish had become one of the Yinpa DKs. He fell into the abyss of soft high school girls and couldn’t extricate himself. He never wrote again. It’s a great song—it’s great! It seems like a high school boy like me still has a chance!)

Kurihara Saki:?

Although she was left speechless by Nantong, the girl in the wheelchair was still very sharp and saw the messages from several normal fans in the comment area:

(Okay...Slothfish himself explained in the update that the "you" in the lyrics actually refers to the ideal self. If you can't become the ideal self, you will die—— Haha, it’s a very interesting song! Music with such a wide interpretation space is quite rare!)

(Indeed, when I first listened to it, I thought it was the infatuated confession of a yandere and crazy man. After listening to it a few more times, it sounded like a wanderer begging to get back together. But after reading the interpretation of the sloth fish teacher: "If you let yourself be the winner, "If you forget the important part of yourself, it's just like dead." Listening to this song again gives me a feeling of firm belief in wanting to protect myself. It's really a magical and beautiful song - it's worthy of being said. Music bloggers who are becoming more popular on the Internet today are so talented that they make people excited about everything!)

(This song is a very beautiful and moving piece of music. The melody is beautiful and catchy, and the lyrics are profound and thoughtful... The singer's interpretation is very expressive. His voice is full of emotion and emotion, which makes people laugh. I can't help but immerse myself in this song, which is full of wisdom and understanding, making people feel the meaning and value of life - it tells about a person's growth and changes, and is a record and thinking about life. If you just regard him as If it’s a love song, it’s undoubtedly lowering his level.)

"......Um."

When he saw such a message, Kurihara Saki's cheeks, which were originally full of black lines, also turned slightly at this moment.

..... These fans can occasionally provide analysis other than being sick.

"...That's true. Many people praise me."

An unexpected voice, yet one that seemed quite familiar to Kurihara's mother, came from the door of Yu Kong's classroom.

"Ok?"

Hearing this mysterious voice coming from this moment, the girl turned around in her wheelchair stupidly and looked back at the boy standing outside the door——

"...are you here?"

Looking at Mochizuki outside the door, Kurihara's mother's expression was merciless:

"Do you know what you did?"

"...Well, what good thing have I done?"

"Little Chengzi fell asleep. Guess who gave it to you?"

"Um...it can't be me, can it?"

"It's you."

As Kurihara Saki spoke, he shrugged helplessly:

"I've told you... If you just post this song without explaining its connotation, it will definitely be regarded as a love song. You just don't believe it-" Now Xiao Chengzi is because of himself I misunderstood the song and my brain was overloaded and fell into sleep mode. You should believe me now, right?"

"...Ahem, okay."

Mochizuki found a stool and sat next to Kurihara's mother:

"It seems that I lost this bet..."

Yes.

Before the release of "Better Die", Mochizuki and Kurihara Saki made a bet with each other: Mochizuki's new song would not be regarded as a love song, and Kurihara Saki's new song would be regarded as a love song. The winner would be determined based on the hardcore performance of the new song when it was first released. Depending on the audience’s first impression, the loser will wash the dishes for a week and serve the winner a can of coffee——

Originally, Mochizuki was naive and thought that he would definitely win... However, when he saw that his fans were sending private messages when the new song was released, whether he was trapped in love and was being manipulated by a bad woman. When he wrote such a confusing love song, the young man understood a very terrifying fact:

He gave it for nothing.

"...Hmm, do you know who won~?"

Kurihara Saki's expression remained the same, but her eyebrows were slightly raised:

"So, where's the coffee?"

"Here..."

Reluctantly, Mochizuki took out a can of canned coffee and handed it to his stepmother next door:

"I will wash the dishes for dinner tonight... Gu."

34. I have few friends

Mochizuki owns an old mountain bike that he has been riding since he was a child, and his figure has long been out of shape.

From Heisei to Reiwa, this old car carried the young man staggeringly through thousands of kilometers. It was already beyond its capabilities. In recent days, it has become increasingly weak, with frequent tire punctures, showing a pitiful appearance of being old - although for this car He had a lot of affection for his old car and didn't really want to spend extra money to replace it. However, due to various safety reasons and travel needs, Mochizuki finally decided to find a new love and bid farewell to his old lover with tears.

Therefore, the old mountain biker who should have retired gloriously long ago was finally covered with a dustproof cloth by the young man, ended his majestic life, turned into an iron body, and stayed in the corner downstairs forever, and died in the time without young people. middle.

While Mochizuki was installing his old bike, he was pushing his newly purchased sky blue mountain bike, looking refreshed.

A new mount means a new experience. The boy gently turned the handle and stared at the graceful and tight sexy body, stroking the plump and soft handmade cowhide cushion. He couldn't help but sigh at the magic and exquisiteness of modern mountain bikes. Then he followed his consciousness, rode on this charming blue enchantress, and started a new journey.

The autumn breeze was blowing, and the ground was golden. The always old boy felt refreshed and felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

Some people long to climb to the top of the mountain and overlook all living beings, while some people are trapped in the hustle and bustle of the world and cannot extricate themselves. As a common man, the young man naturally joins in with them and chooses to go all out and enjoy this speed and passion.

The accelerating mountain bike passed through the twists and turns of the small town, tearing apart the tranquility of autumn and catching a glimpse of the unusual small town street shadow.

The speed is 20 mph, which is very fast, but life is about maxing out the speed at all times. The state of stealing half a day's leisure and being immersed in the romance of the world teaches people to laugh and be generous. Following one's own desires and racing wildly is the main theme of life.

How many people have been lost in the wonderful fantasies of self-movement and nerve-paralysis, stagnating at the same place, but at this moment, the young man is separated from reality, free and pure, and the relieved smile on his face is also It's like a new life, filled with the ambition of endless life and endless fighting.

then.

The Blue Enchantress had a flat tire.

"?"

I never thought that the little lover I was looking for would be so irresistible. He started to moan and scream within a few seconds, and the round and plump tires gradually shriveled up. Mochizuki's face was covered with black lines in an instant.

"What's the matter?"

Squatting down slightly and checking the physical condition of the blue enchantress, the boy couldn't help but tremble.

Damn... I seemed to be in too much of a hurry when I installed the new car, and didn't install it too firmly, which resulted in the pad straps being misplaced and the inner tube being cut by the spokes——

At this time, the violent passion was instantly wiped out and disappeared at the end of the dream.

"........."

The young man was heartbroken. He squatted in the middle of the road and looked through the three remaining cell phone numbers like a Taoist priest. After hesitating for a moment, he finally dialed the number of the bicycle dealer’s prince, Yu Tsukawa:

"Hey, Jinchuan... are you in the store? There's something wrong with my new car - OK, wait for me for 10 minutes and I'll push it over."

.......

Mochizuki pushed his overwhelmed new love and walked step by step to the bicycle shop.

"...You guys, you're already struggling with your new car like this just after it arrived?"

Seeing Fa Xiao coming to the front of his store with a dejected look on his face, Yu Tsukawa was speechless:

"You are outrageous too... Why do you keep getting flat tires when riding your bicycles since you were a child? Are you some kind of vehicle destroyer?"

"No, the tire puncture this time was just because I didn't have enough technical skills and didn't install it properly, so it malfunctioned."

The young man had long lost his spirit. At this moment, he placed the bicycle like a lonely ghost and allowed the staff to come forward to adjust the condition of his mount——

Looking at it like this, it seems like it can't be done easily without spending some time.

Thinking of this, Mochizuki's expression was also very awkward.

However...perhaps because he felt that the atmosphere was too dull, the boy with a flat tire also opened his mouth to lighten the atmosphere:

"...I said, the new song performed quite well this time."

Tsugawa Yu opened a bottle of Coke for himself and Mochizuki, and his voice also showed some teasing:

"I've seen it...before you posted a post stating that the new song is not a love song, your male and female fans went crazy and confessed their love in the comment area."

"...Don't mention it, it will make people discouraged."

Mochizuki curled her lips in displeasure, thinking that she would have to help Kurihara Saki wash the dishes for two days, and her melancholy temperament spread instantly:

"I said...does my new song really sound that much like a love song?"

"...I don't know much about music, but when I listened to your song, the first thing I felt was not like self-analysis, but more like a yandere man courting an oxygen girl."

"It's over... Even if you say that, the problem must be more serious than I thought."

Mochizuki's expression suddenly became ugly:

"No wonder everyone's reaction was so subtle. Even Mr. Takegami's brain shut down and fell into a coma... Tsk, it seems that we can't play like this with the next song."

"uh-huh?"

It's like realizing something important.

Tsugawa Yu, who was originally curious about Mochizuki's magical interpersonal relationships and emotional experiences, couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly:

"...Tsk, tsk, tsk, President Takegami fell asleep after hearing your new song? Oh, you are really one of the best male succubi."

"...You misunderstood. President Takegami often falls asleep unconsciously. This is her quirk."

"I know about this - and I also heard that she fell asleep in front of you more than three times, and she seemed to be undefended around you."

"...What plot are you thinking about?"

Mochizuki looked at the son of a bicycle dealer in front of him with disdain: