On September 8th, the fourth class in the morning, in front of the blackboard, Bai Shan Xiaochun, a teacher who teaches modern Chinese, was playing a lullaby in a sweet tone that even the crying child would fall asleep. There were five students who had given up resistance and lying down directly; there were more students who were supporting their elbows and pretending to be taking notes but sleeping. This was already a state of collapse in the classroom. A week after the second semester began, the atmosphere in the classroom had completely switched to daily mode.

The sound of chalk drawing the blackboard was not as impressive as Xiaochun wrote the words from the outside and the sound. The sound of sleeping sound came from the seat behind him, and it seemed that he was sleeping very comfortably. He could also hear the shouts of students in physical education classes and the whistle of the referee on the court outside. For some reason, the sound of joking on the computer keyboard was mixed in.

Moreover, since just now, Xiaochun began to sneak a glance at the source of the sound, including Zhuoyue. Most of the awake students were stiff because of the strange tension floating in the classroom. Now I regretted that it would be too late to go to bed if I knew it. Xiaochun's outbreak was only a matter of time.

But what Zhuoyue was afraid of now was another bomb explosion. He squinted his eyes and confirmed Qihai, who was sitting next to him. She straightened her back and took notes seriously. She should have found Zhuoyue's gaze, but she did not look like she was looking away from the blackboard.

She obviously deliberately ignored Zhuoyue. At first glance, she would think that she was just focusing on the classroom, but she could not be deceived in such a place. People in a bad mood would not show it. Now Qihai's condition is obviously like this. The air around her is tight, and she emits a momentum that everything that touches her will be hurt. Half of this is the reason for Zhuoyue, and the other half is on the students who are typing on the keyboard. Well, this guy is Ryunosuke, who is still working in class, and comes to school just to get a bastard who is attending the attendance rate.

This has been the case for a week since Rita came here.

Then, Zhuoyue's thoughts fell into last night... Rita and Misaki, who went to Zhuoyue's room to play electric every day, naturally improved during the process of playing electric. Rita, like Mabashi, was just new to video games and had never held a controller, but because her fingers were flexible and fast, she would get started no matter which video game she was playing.

The most surprising thing is her unmoved personality of Misaki's words and actions. She laughed at her nickname "Little Rita" without complaining about Misaki's random behavior.

"Now we will hold a 'line meeting that I want to say at least once in my life'..."

"Wait a minute, senior sister, aren't you playing electric now? You're also betting that the loser will be responsible for the purchasing work tomorrow!"

"Then, let me start with it first. 'Schoolman, I like it the most.', and then change to Little Rita."

"Is it a change to me? That's it?'(きみ) You are a good person', and then change it."

"......い, '(い) is enough, can you end this boring game and concentrate on playing electric?!!!" The above is what happened last night. Rita has become a completely acquainted with everyone. In addition, based on the principle that people who don't work have no food to eat, Rita took the lead in accepting the work of cleaning, washing and purchasing, and each item was successfully completed.

When Zhuoyue was so deeply trapped in the memory in the classroom, a "pop" sound of something breaking. Zhuo suddenly came to his senses and looked forward. Xiaochun pressed the broken red chalk on the blackboard, trembling with anger. Xiaochun, who turned his head, frowned in a ball, as if the whole world was about to start a war.

"Student Akagi~~~~" Koharu pretended to be in a good mood and called out with a cat-like voice. It was the baby-faced classmate sitting behind Zhuoyue, who was behind Qikai Masa. Zhuoyue turned his head and saw Ryunosuke facing the laptop screen with a serious face. Not to mention answering, he didn't even react.

"Hey, Ryunosuke" Zhuo called his name in a low voice.

Ryunosuke was typing on the keyboard, and the phone in Zhuoyue's pocket vibrated, so he turned on the phone under the desk. Needless to think about it, it was a message from Ryunosuke - I'm very busy now.

"Teacher Xiaochun is calling you."

"I try my best to avoid talking to women. You can convey it to me that I allow her to speak."

"Say it yourself!"

"I heard it." Koharu puffed up her cheeks like a girl, but Ryunosuke continued to typing on the keyboard without caring.

"Akasaka, is my class boring?"

"I don't think so."

"Oh? Is that true?" Xiaochun's expression lit up instantly. However, it was just a short spring.

"I just don't have any interest. I don't have any interest in you, nor do I have any interest in your class."

A deep wrinkle appeared on Xiaochun's forehead. Zhuoyue believed that if more pressure was applied, it might affect Xiaochun's wedding day.

"Don't feel pessimistic. Because I'm not interested in the existence of most things in this world."

"So, what have you been doing like this since the beginning?"

Ryunosuke typing on the keyboard "click", and his outstanding phone vibrated again - even if it means it, you can't understand, it's just a waste of time. Shut up, bitch (laugh). Just tell her like that.

"There is a ghost if you say it!"

"Hmph, hmph, forget it. The two of them united to treat me as a fool. I want to complain to Chihiro." Xiaochun became awkward. It seems that the so-called life will not go well just because it becomes an adult. So, why should we become an adult?

"I didn't treat you as a fool! Please don't treat us as a group." Zhuoyue shouted, and the text message came again - are we friends?

"Stop doing this!"

"The teacher was very injured. In short, I just wanted to find someone to go to hell with me." For some reason, Xiaochun looked at Zhuoyue fiercely.

"Today we will concentrate our firepower to attack Mr. Zhuo. First of all, please stand up and read the text aloud."

"Why is it me...I am a top student? I didn't make any mistakes, right?"

"Jinghua Village's joint and several liability."

Zhuoyue glanced at Qihai beside her, and she just signaled with her eyes that if she dragged her into the water, she would kill him. Zhuoyue had no choice but to stand up and read the textbook. Because of Ryunosuke, Qihai became more and more unhappy. In this case, can she really make up?

Having said that, Zhuoyue still needs to find a way to normalize diplomatic relations. Even if people around you think they are in trouble, it doesn’t matter. If this continues, Zhuoyue will have stomach perforation.

Finally, after reading the excellence of sitting back in the seat, Xiaochun called him to explain the mood of the protagonist in a certain scene. After that, he was called to read again, and then to write on the blackboard. He was forced to study first. ‘By the way, I am not a guy called Sora, why should I be treated the same way? I see that I am as honest as Sora, so I can bully it, right?’

During this period, Ryunosuke was very quiet. I thought he was reflecting at least, but when I turned around, I found that it was not the case. Ryunosuke had forgotten the quarrel just now and was operating his smartphone. He felt that he was quieter. It turned out that he was just operating the touch panel, so he didn't make a sound. "Damn, I was talking about my friend just now, now I'll block the gun for you and don't say a word."

Even though she was angry with Ryunosuke like this, Zhuoyue still quickly fulfilled all the unreasonable requirements of Koharu. In the end, maybe Koharu's anger disappeared? After about thirty minutes, she finally let go of Zhuoyue and allowed him to sit back on the chair. Zhuoyue continued to watch over Koharu's gaze for a while, but it seemed that she no longer complained.

At dusk, for some unknown reason, Misaki immediately held a Sakura Village meeting.

"Call everyone today, for nothing else!" Misaki, who clenched his fists tightly, stood in the center of the dining table. The pleated skirt was shaking, and now it seemed that he could see it inside.

"Senior Sister Kura, Fatty will be seen! Please come down quickly!"

"No need to worry, Koshikai! Because these are shorts that look like skirts!" No wonder they can be seen but not seen. Then Misaki was hugged from behind by Ren and sat back in her seat. She was held by the person she liked. Even aliens became honest. In the order of Chihiro, Misaki, Ren, Mashi, and Qihai, Ryunosuke was locked in the room and didn't come out, so he participated in the meeting in the chat room, and Ren prepared a laptop computer.

The meeting invited Rita, but she was in the RPG leader battle, so she said very seriously: "Please don't talk to me now. The fate of the world is in my hands."

So everyone decided to ignore her. The video game was originally just her passing the time when Zhuoyue and others went to school, but now it seems that it is coming to an end soon.

"Everyone! We are finally going to welcome this day! It is the present where the strongest warrior of Sakura Village has been summoned! Let us gather the power of friendship to achieve the best performance and dominate the cultural festival!!!" Qi Hai, who was standing by, couldn't understand the meaning, and a question appeared on his face. Ren typing on the keyboard and drinking the coffee after meal with relish. Zhenbai was drawing a draft on the sketchbook, and Zhuoyue was also composing the songs.

"She meant to ask the members of Sakura Village to do something at the cultural festival." Looking at Qihai with questions, Zhuoyue gave an appropriate explanation.

"Oh..." Qihai sat next to Zhuoyue, and also showed a slightly understanding expression.

"Koshima and I are responsible for painting! Of course, Hito is responsible for the script, and Dragon is responsible for the arrangement! Xiaoqihai dubbing, so the junior is planning!" Note: Dragon, and it means Dragon, and it is also the nickname Misaki gave Ryunosuke. Finally, Misaki added annotations to indicate that the sound effects had been asked by Haohao to do it, and then pointed at Zhuoyue with his hand, while Mahara raised his head from the sketchbook, which means that this was a work completed by members of Sakura Village.

Here, Misaki is a talented person who is a talented artist who is praised by the world as a genius painter and has successfully debuted as a cartoonist; there is no doubt that Ryunosuke, who is a programmer and involved in video game related work, can understand his strength immediately by just seeing the automatic email reply program AI maid he made.

In addition, Ren, who is responsible for Misaki's animation scripts and Qi Hai, who aims to be a voice actor, can see a considerable possibility. Whether it is in the image or technical aspects, anything interesting seems to be possible.

"It doesn't matter what you want to publish during the cultural festival, but I have a question." Qihai raised his hand gently, "If you want to participate in the cultural festival with Sakura Village, can you get a license to volunteer? Because I am the executive committee member, I am very clear, and the review is quite strict?"

Cultural festivals are a major event between the school and the local area, so to avoid accidents or problems, they are thoroughly executed every year. Somehow, everyone's eyes are all facing Chihiro, who is a teacher. Chihiro opened the beer can, "In this decade, I have never been licensed."

Is this a rational judgment from the school? The problematic figures at Sakura Village are usually noisy. If these people are put into a cultural festival where all students in the school feel excited, it is like putting beasts in the wild, and I don’t know what they will become.

"But over the past ten years, members of the Sakura Village will definitely attend the cultural festival."

"It turns out to be like this..." Qihai sighed again, already knowing the answer.

"Don't worry, we have excellence here this time. Let him make a show in front of us, and we can participate in it together?" Ren said relaxedly. After all, excellence does not seem to be very popular in the usual way, and his singing program is quite appealing. After the cultural festival last year, it can be seen from the scene where the excellence class was crowded by students in the school. It was just that the school was forced to warn him later, and the school returned to normal since then.

By the way, Ren and Misaki took advantage of the time after singing the song last year and broke into the gymnasium and performed a funny show called double crosstalk in a doll costume, and the script was handled by Ren.

"After that being said, although the topic has been going in the direction of deciding, Shiina...and Akasaka's opinion?"

"Ryunosuke said 'no problem'." Hitoshi confirmed in the chat room.

Maba also continued, "It seems very interesting."

"I decided to use the theater this year!!!" That was the latest video equipment in the university, with a cinema-like facility, but it could only accommodate two or three hundred people.

"Since I decided to do it, I have to do something that can be presented in the cultural festival. I want to do something that can only be made by members of Sakura Village, junior!"

"As long as Misaki and Mashiraja are there, I think even if I keep it, I can make a great image."

“That’s right.”

"And Ryunosuke is there, so he can also be gamified..." Zhuoyue nodded deeply, and then said, "For example, if the audience clapped their hands together with the screen, the characters would move. It doesn't have to clap, like raising their hands, making sounds or singing chorus. In short, it is necessary to sing synchronously or in one, with a sense of unity, or everyone works together to defeat the enemy and let the story continue, etc. I wonder if I can do this kind of thing..." This can be regarded as a commemoration of Kanda Kota who did not live in Sakura Village, so I borrowed his creativity. Moreover, in the original work, the Sakura Village event was not successful. The animation is the original plot, and unlike the novel, the event in the animation is a great victory. This is the difference between animation and novel. The animation is always adapted, and the novel is the main work. Zhuoyue still remembers that when Sakura Village's animation was broadcast, it had such a nickname - Dou B Zhuang.

I read Zhuoyue, a novel that was earlier, but I felt that the story of Sakura Zhuang was really warm and happy. Although I was angry with the comments on the Internet, Zhuoyue had no choice but to see Fubizhuang's nickname spread more and more widely, Zhuoyue could only sigh silently. After all, there are a thousand different Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and it can only be said that the animation is too broken.

"And this time, I don't want to sing solo on my singing program alone. I want to invite you to sing with me." After waving the song score in my hand, Zhuoyue was ready long ago.

"Then junior, what are you going to do?" Misaki raised her own question.

"How about we sing together the manga that is really white and matched with my songs?"

"Good suggestions, not only can we warm up the next program of our Sakura Village, but also can advertise Zhenbai's comics. It's simply flawless!" Ren objectively gave his own point of view and expressed his full agreement.

——‘Agree, I will do the post-synthesis of animation and accompaniment.’ The message from Ryunosuke was uploaded on the computer.

"Then, that's what it's decided."

"agree."

“No comment.”

"However, what should we do with that game?" Misaki asked, and everyone fell into silence. After all, Mashiro wanted to draw comics and serialize the original manuscript; Ryunosuke also had other jobs as a programmer. As for Misaki, although she could control herself, she also had animations to create; Nanami was originally busy with training classes and working; Hitoshi had to prepare for the exam.

"Meow Bolong..." Zhuoyue said, paused, and said again: "Just use the senior sister's Meow Bolong."

"Good idea!"

"Yes." Mabaya also gave his own answer and nodded.
Chapter completed!