In the company, he did everything he could do today, Ji Ming looked at the time, hmm...... It's already four o'clock. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, school should have just ended, right......?

Stretching his waist, he has nothing to do in the company, so he might as well go home.

Greeting the company employees he met with a polite smile, Ji Ming walked out of the door.

It is almost summer in May, and it is in full bloom.

Walking through the shopping street Roppongi, cherry blossom trees gradually appear on both sides of the street.

Walking in the shade of the cherry trees, Ji Ming was ready to pick up Mahaku and go home with him.

I don't know if there are any men in the school who are worried about my true whiteness.

Squinting his eyes, as the relationship became closer and closer, Ji Ming felt that his possessiveness was getting stronger and stronger.

What is the inferiority of men......

Pouting, Ji Ming forcibly threw the pot on all the men on the earth.

With such a messy idea, he gradually walked to the high school affiliated to Suimei University of the Arts, where Mahaku was.

Passing by students in school uniforms, smiling and discussing the latest new movie; Discussing what he liked, Ji Ming's dress and temperament as a socially mature person seemed incompatible with this group of childish students.

Standing on the ramp of the school and waiting for a while, Zhenbai, because of his outstanding appearance and temperament, Ji Ming is still quite eye-catching.

The afterglow swept the snow-white thighs of Japanese high school girls, and Ji Ming didn't feel bored, but it was a little strange that he couldn't see him for a long time.

His time is very good, just a few minutes after school, there is no situation where Mahaku left first, that is to say, Mahaku is in school now? Did she belong to any club......

Walking up the ramp, Ji Ming decided to go up to Zhenbai's classroom to have a look.

When he arrived at the door of the classroom on the second floor of Shuiming High School, where the door number hung on the art department, three girls who had the same goal as him suddenly walked behind him.

"Now, have you decided what to perform at this year's festival?"

"Sure enough, I can only paint in oil."

"Well, let's go, let's go."

Out of the open teacher's door of the art department came a flaxen-colored girl tied into a double ponytail, giving people a slightly weak feeling.

"Let's go with Nako too~"

Seeing the girl, the girl behind Ji Ming crossed over to him and held the girl's hand.

The girl was stopped and glanced at the classroom behind her with a little hesitation, and the other three girls also sighed with different expressions when they saw her action.

In the next second, several girls left directly.

When they passed by and saw Ji Ming, their expressions flashed with a hint of surprise, because Ji Ming's temperament really didn't look like a student in this school.

What is the ...... situation?

Touching his chin, Ji Ming walked to the side of the classroom, only to know what was going on.

Mahaku is concentrating on painting.

The temperament and expression are as serious as ever.

Under the illumination of the setting sun, the girl's delicate side face seems to be dyed with a layer of light, which is extremely beautiful.

Is it being excluded?

frowned, there was only real white in the classroom, and it was obvious when combined with the situation just now. But it's not like it.

Hmm, it should be caused by Mashiro's personality......

sighed, Mahaku's awkward personality will definitely not go out of his way to cater to others, even the relationship between students needs to be managed, and if a person like Mahaku who is talented and walks alone does not take the initiative, he will definitely not be treated very well.

Standing quietly behind Zhenbai, Ji Ming took a look at what she was drawing.

This is a picture of a mountain dwelling, and with simple lines, Mahaku outlines the mountains that exude a quaint message through the portrait.

The true white plain hand was raised lightly without confusion, and his gestures revealed a master-level artistic conception.

After looking at it for a while, Ji Ming exited the room with interest, went to the corridor outside to play with his mobile phone, and waited for Zhenbai to finish painting.

His Twitter followers have now exceeded 100,000, and it is still rising, and Ji Ming knows that this is the dual effect of Harunmono and Naruto.

After thinking about it, Ji Ming posted such a message on Twitter.

Love Warrior: "The original art of the script I was responsible for, as well as a gal game "Tsukihime" made with my school club friends, will be released as a free demo next month! The summer comic book officially goes on sale, so if you're interested, you can follow me on Twitter! ”

With hundreds of thousands of Twitter followers, there are almost no zombie followers, and countless replies have been swiped in almost a minute.

"One blood mine!"

"Don't do your job, don't do your job! Teacher God, don't go into any games. But the original painting of the script that the teacher is responsible for, I really want to play with it!! ”

"Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, I really like the female painting style of the god master, I have prepared a box of hand paper!"

"↑ The god said that it was a 15X crab, and the dead house was disgusting!"

When Ji Ming grinned and swiped Twitter, Zhenbai quietly appeared behind him.

In some ways, true white is very powerful, and this kind of firewood knife for girls with a clear heart is impossible to prevent!

"Ming, why are you here?"

True white's sudden voice startled Ji Ming, who was immersed in his own world, although the other party's tone was very soft......

Ji Ming put the phone away and winked at Zhenbai, "I'll pick you up and go home, and by the way, see if there are any unsightly boys in the school who are worried about you." ”

"I just like Ming."

The girl seemed to understand his words, and nodded slightly, and said something that would make the boys in the school cry when they heard it.

"How many times are you going to confess to me?"

Ji Ming walked side by side with the girl with some tears and laughter, Zhenbai's words are very in line with some aspects of his machismo, but because Zhenbai always likes to bring words to places that make people want to be crooked, so he didn't take it seriously.

"I'm going to eat Baumkuchen."

The topic of true white jumped very fast, the previous sentence was still talking about love and love, and the next sentence was replaced by food.

Ji Ming helplessly held his forehead, "It's going to get fat." ”

Hearing this, Zhenbai rarely hesitated like a normal girl, and finally her love for food prevailed over her weight, and she also covered her ears and stole a reason for herself, "It's okay, Ming won't dislike me." ”

"Hey, that's not necessarily."

Ji Ming smiled mischievously, although he really wouldn't dislike it, he just wanted to see Zhenbai's reaction!

Zhenbai pursed his lips, and suddenly walked in front of Ji Ming with a sudden increase in pace, as if he was making an awkward noise.

"Just kidding, I like what Masaki has become."

Ji Ming grabbed the girl's hand with a toothache, and Mashiro's reaction was the same as usual, but he was clearly aware of the emotion that Mahagira was about to express.

"Two copies." Zhenbai suddenly stopped, looked directly at Ji Ming with beautiful big eyes, and said meaninglessly.

Ji Ming looked confused, "Huh? What two copies. ”

"I'll forgive you for two Baumkuchen......"

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