The heroines want to talk

Xia Shi stood at the bathroom door and touched his head, "I always feel like something is missing."

But Black Cat Phosphorus’ live broadcast is usually like this. Ah Miao shows off his skills like crazy, and then the barrage of comments is shocked, and everyone praises Ah Miao’s gaming skills.

Eh? Isn't this the process?

"Next time, don't let Lily play for you." Xia Shi made a decision in his heart.

It’s okay to pretend to be cool and get slapped in the face a few times, but if it happens too often, you’ll get tired of it.

Of course, these are not the main reasons why he gave up.

"The fun is good, but fewer people are paying money. Are these viewers all masochists?"

Incomprehensible.

Perhaps I was too strong and hit the fragile hearts of these audiences, so they were confused from beginning to end and even forgot to pay the money.

"Hey."

It’s so difficult to be a virtual anchor.

Xia Shi walked into the bathroom, and while taking off his clothes, he did not forget to remind Lily in the room——

"Don't play for too long. It's bad for your eyes."

Lily didn't answer him. How could the master be as fun as the games?

Chapter 156 End of May

The last day of May was cloudy.

As the temperature has been rising recently, Xia Shi is looking forward to cloudy days rather than sunny days. Of course, rainy days are still on his list of the weather he hates the most. This will not change easily, and garbage should be thrown into the trash can.

Last week, he did a live broadcast to commemorate his 20 fans. There’s not much to say about it, it was just a very normal live broadcast, but the fans were very happy. Some of the crazy fans paid more attention to his number of subscriptions than to the real person himself.

These people are probably the so-called career fans. Compared with Black Cat Phosphorus itself, they care more about Black Cat Phosphorus's career: how many fans he gained today and how much money he made.

After the statistics are completed.

They posted these conclusions on the forum and competed with fans of other virtual anchors.

Why do you do that?

Xia Shi couldn't figure out whether they liked Black Cat Lin or the sense of superiority after becoming his fan. However, these people accounted for a small proportion of his fans, so Xia Shi was not too worried about it.

Just think of it as a way of participating in the group. After all, people in the island country like to integrate into the group, and those who cannot integrate will feel lonely.

It's almost the same in school and in class, but the students in Class F of the second year form small groups of three or four, so no one is isolated.

Is Minister Yukinoshita isolated? Probably not. Even if she is, she is isolating others, not others isolating her. Ms. Y doesn't care about other people's opinions. She has always been doing her own thing.

Xia Shi didn't know whether she would feel lonely or not, but he had been increasing the conversations with her. Even if there was no topic, Xia Shi would find some, even if those topics were stupid and she would criticize him afterwards.

On the way to school, at the traffic light, Xia Shi saw Keima in uniform.

"Hey! Ah Gui, have you eaten today?"

Keima turned around and looked at Xia Shi who was walking towards him, "You mean breakfast? If it's breakfast, eat it."

"Bread? Or rice?"

"rice."

Xia Shi is a bread person. He doesn't like to eat rice in the morning, mainly because it's troublesome to make.

Of course, this is not absolute.

For example, the Japanese breakfast that the minister made last time was something that Xia Shi had no problem eating.

From this perspective, I am not actually a bread person, but a simple person.

As long as it’s simple, others will do it better!

"I had French bread this morning." Xia Shi added, "Not the hard baguette that can be used as a bullet, but a softer croissant."

Keima glanced at the red light, waited for it to turn green, and then walked forward.

Xia Shi walked beside him.

Keima chatted, "Have you decided on the activities for your cultural festival?"

Xia Shi shook his head and looked at the trees around him. They were greener and rougher than in spring.

As expected, things become ugly when they get old, and trees are no exception.

Taking back his thoughts on life, Xia Shi continued the previous topic.

"The class activities haven't been decided yet. Xiao Jing seems to be planning to talk about it today. Maybe it's the morning meeting later?"

"As for the club's activities, they haven't been decided yet. After half a month of arguing, there's still no clue at the end."

Keima knew about Xia Shi's club, but he only knew the name and didn't know the specific members.

Even though there was only one name, he wanted to complain about the name alone.

"How many members are there in your service department?"

Xia Shi snapped his fingers and said pretentiously, "It's quite a lot."

"several?"

"Three."

"Oh~" Keima was also used to his style and was unusually calm.

"That's quite a lot. Only three people are needed to form a club. You alone should be able to be worth ten."

Xia Shi nodded, "Now that you mention it, I also feel that something is wrong."

Yukinoshita-san, who is first in two grades and second in one grade, is really amazing.

But it is indeed strange that the Service Club was recognized by Xiaojing and was given an activity room.

Could it be that the Yukinoshita family's sphere of influence has spread to Toyogasaki?

Kind of scary.

However, having said that, Xia Shi still has no rough idea of ​​how rich Y-san's family is, but he knows for sure that Tsumugi's family is very rich. As for the tea sets alone, Xia Shi always handles them very carefully, for fear that he might accidentally drop them.

By then, I won’t be able to afford the compensation even if I sell myself.

In comparison, Minister Yukinoshita's tea set is not too expensive. Xia Shiyou has seen it in a nearby shopping mall, so he can probably afford it.

However, it is not accurate to judge a family's background only by its tea sets.

What about transportation? It doesn't seem to work either.

Eriri takes the train home every day, but her family is wealthy.

When I chatted with her in the evening before, she took some selfies and photos of the scenery in the yard.

Xia Shi thought about it and found that the girls around him were richer than each other. Even the one in the game came from a pharmaceutical family.

'Is it possible that I have the magical aura of meeting a rich girl?'

Natsumi and Keima, lost in their thoughts, stopped in front of the tram tracks.

After more than ten seconds, the train whizzed past in front of them, and the wind pressure made Keima's hair a mess, but Xia Shi was intact, which made Keima marvel.

Finally arriving at the school gate, Xia Shi still couldn't judge how rich Ysang's family was. He also gave up thinking about such boring topics. Thinking about boring things would make the whole person boring.

Just like those career fans who like to compare their fan numbers, I almost followed in their footsteps and compared my friends.

'This is not good.'

Xia Shi once again discovered his own shortcomings, which is a good thing.

The person standing guard at the door today is the secretary of the Student Union, Qi Tiao Tiankong from Class 2-A.

The ends of her long brown hair were slightly curled, her face was decent, and her bow tie was very neat. Boys around her kept looking at her chest, and some girls also looked at her with envy.

After seeing Xia Shi and Keima, Nanajo Tenku blinked his right eye at Xia Shi.

When Xia Shi came closer, she pulled even harder at the collar of the white shirt under her uniform.

Seeing this, Xia Shi reminded: "Nanajo-san, be careful not to expose yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Tiao Tiankong put her hand on the hem of her skirt.

"Please respect yourself!"

"Exposing play~" Nanajo said regretfully: "I thought you would like it."

"Oh, yeah, yesterday I took Xiaoshi's photo and..."

Xia Shi raised his right hand and interrupted, "Please respect yourself!"

With that he quickly walked away, catching up with Keima.

"What's wrong?" Keima asked curiously.

"I've been used as material for spellcasting." Xia Shi pressed his nose with his fingers.

Keima didn't know what to say for a moment.

My best friend has a very rich private life.

This was the only thing he could come to think.

Chapter 157 I can't think of a title~Hey? Kira~

He went to the shoe cabinet, put away the love letters in the cabinet, and changed his indoor shoes.

Ever since he made his very arrogant declaration on the radio last time, he used to receive only one love letter a week, but now he receives many letters every day. The number is uncertain, and one day he even saw more than a dozen letters. It was hard not to suspect that it was a gang crime.

In this regard, Xia Shi did not blame Hata Ranko for her statement.

After all, it was just his own big talk, so this description is not accurate because he didn't lie.

Being able to do what you say might be really cool in the eyes of others, but to Xia Shi, it was just that. At least he was not surprised when he got first place. Instead, he was more interested in the minister's cat ears.

Besides, mobile phones have been popular for such a long time, and it does seem a bit retro to still stuff love letters into them.

and……

Most of the texts they use are fixed texts.

Xia Shi had no interest in a guy who was too lazy to even think about confessing his feelings.

Although he won't accept the true feelings part.

He hates trouble.

It is also troublesome to reject a confession, especially a love letter that specifies a certain date, place, and time.

It doesn’t matter if I go, it doesn’t matter if I don’t go.

In the end, he chose to give up everything.

If you accept the affection of one of them, it will make all the people who submitted love letters feel uncomfortable, but if you don't accept any of them, everyone will feel equal.

If you didn't succeed and I didn't succeed, then we are the same.

This is the best solution Xia Shi could think of. It would neither hurt the girl's feelings nor cause trouble for himself.

However, no one confessed to him in person throughout the entire last year, which really shocked Xia Shi.

So when Eriri said that, Natsumi was quite touched.

If you add in the comments of those otakus on the Internet, the number of times I have been confessed to is close to tens of thousands times, and yet they have never said it to my face once. You can imagine how touched I am.

Speaking of this, Xia Shi thought of another thing.

Eriri also often receives love letters. She talked about this with Xia Shi last time, saying that every time she received a love letter, she would burn them and let the love from those hateful boys turn to ashes in the flames.

Xia Shi was very satisfied with this, and was then asked about his own approach.

How did Xia Shi deal with these confession letters from girls?

He would read each letter carefully and circle the typos, just like marking papers. After doing this, he would put the letters away.

Eriri was very interested, and Xia Shi took out a few letters to show her, which made her smile adorably: she laughed so hard that she fell backwards, looking extremely happy.

Xia Shi took a few photos as a souvenir. I believe that when they recall this past event in a few years, they will probably smile.