In a huge dressing room, there are more than a dozen beautiful girls, who laugh and play in a sweet tone, while taking off the red skirts used for the performance and changing into their own private clothes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Akika Nakatani put aside the performance clothes she had taken off, and hurriedly straightened the glasses that hung crookedly on the bridge of her nose, and then picked up the performance clothes again, and was about to fold them back into the clothes box, when she occasionally saw the girl sitting next to her, but she didn't even move, just frowned and knotted, staring at her hands stupidly.

"Ayaka," Akika Nakaya approached her curiously, looking at her hand as well, "...... you're looking."

"I didn't mean to!" Ayaka Kikuchi almost jumped up from the stool, subconsciously hid her hands behind her back, and shook her head vigorously in a panic. It wasn't until she realized that the person who called her just now was Nakatani Akika, that she sighed as if she was relaxed and lost, and opened her mouth to explain something, but she didn't make any excuses, "I...... I'm not...... Actually, I just ......"

"What are you...... You can't still think about MC, right? Nakatani Mingxiang thought thoughtfully for a while, and suddenly realized with a look on her face, "You usually do a good job, but you must be too nervous today!" And the audience is not unhappy, so don't blame yourself anymore. ”

Akichi Ayaka blushed her whole little face, pursed her lips in annoyance, and looked aggrieved but unable to tell. Just as she nodded lightly with fluttering eyes, two delicate arms wrapped around her neck.

"Of course nervousness is nervousness, but ......" Rumi Yonezawa hugged her neck tightly, her head pressed against her crimson cheeks, a narrow smile flashed in her eyes, and she deliberately whispered in her ear, "I don't know why I'm nervous?" It won't be because someone ......"

"Say no more!" Ayaka Kikuchi even burned her neck, and she turned around and covered Yonezawa Rumi's mouth, "Don't say any more!" ”

Rumi Yonezawa raised her head to avoid her hand, jumped to the side in a few steps, and laughed smugly, "Why can't you say it?" I'm going to say, I'm going to say, someone is actually......"

"Don't say it!" Ayaka Kikuchi hurriedly stood up and pounced on Yonezawa Rumi with an anxious face, but who knew that she was dodged by the other party again, so a chase began.

"Rumi, tell me quickly, what's the matter?" Watching the lively crowd dodge a passage, so that Rumi Yonezawa could escape the clutches of Ayaka Kikuchi, she inquired about the situation with a curious face.

Rumi Yonezawa hid in front of Shiho Watanabe, who was sitting, and only showed her small head from her shoulder, and said loudly with a wicked smile, "Since everyone wants to know so much, then I'll ......"

Ayaka Kikuchi became anxious, and stretched out her hand to Rumi Yonezawa across Watanabe Shiho, "Don't ......"

"That's it!" Shiho Watanabe, who was sitting at the dressing table with his back to everyone and had not participated in the frolic, suddenly scolded loudly. Her tightly lowered face made it impossible to distinguish her likes and dislikes, only a slightly trembling back, and a tight back of her neck, showing that her mood was not calm.

The dressing room fell silent for a moment, and the air seemed to condense. Everyone stopped moving, and Rumi Yonezawa, who was closest to Shiho Watanabe, shrank her body in fear and quickly dodged to the side. The sisters looked at each other with each other, and they all looked at Urano Kazumi.

Kazumi Urano looked at Watanabe Shiho worriedly, and hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Huh...... Shiho, you ......"

"Don't make any more trouble, we're going to get in the car in half an hour, let's hurry up and tidy up our own things, don't leave anything behind for a while." Before Kazumi Urano could finish speaking, Watanabe Shiho opened his mouth again, and his tone was as gentle and polite as usual, as if the anger just now was just an illusion.

"Yes, everyone go pack up your things, don't leave your things here, this is not our theater, you can't come back and get them if you forget them!" Kazumi Urano followed her words and played a round field, but her worried gaze never withdrew from her.

The girls hesitated for a while, and the atmosphere gradually recovered, but everyone seemed a little uncomfortable, and they changed into their private clothes much faster, and the sound of frolicking was basically absent.

Kazumi Urano stopped tidying up her work, walked over to Shiho Watanabe, leaned over to look her in the eye, and put her left hand on her shoulder, "Are you okay?" Just now, it didn't look like you normally at all. ”

"Sister Yimei, I'm ......" Watanabe Shiho glanced up at her, subconsciously looked away, and hesitated for a long time before continuing, "I've already made up ......my mind"

"Dangdang~~~"

The words that were about to be spoken were interrupted by a knock on the door, and the courage that Watanabe Shiho had managed to muster disappeared without a trace, and she sighed deeply and stood up from her chair, "I...... I'll go open the door first. ”

Watanabe Shiho glanced back and made sure that the girls had already changed into their private clothes and were not disheveled, so he opened the door of the dressing room, "Y-san, please come in!" ”

"Thank you," Y Sang walked into the door of the dressing room, his eyes swept over the faces of all the girls, and his brows instantly frowned, "Where did Chisato Wakai run again?" ”

Watanabe Shiho's eyes widened, and just as she didn't know how to respond, Mayu Watanabe and Aika Tada came out from behind her, scrambling to speak.

"Sister-sama went to the bathroom" x2

"You are not allowed to call your sister!" "Who allowed you to learn from me to speak!"

"Humph!" x2

After snorting relatively coldly, the two little ones who ignored each other with their backs to each other, Y Sang couldn't help but press his temples, "When she comes back from the bathroom, ask her to come to me!" ”

"Okay, I'll tell Rin-chan!" Watanabe Shiho secretly breathed a sigh of relief, respectfully sent Y San out of the dressing room, turned around and winked at the two little ones.

The two little ones who looked at each other unpleasantly just now looked embarrassed, and they all grabbed each other's arms, and the villain raised his head high.

"Thank you for your attention~" The girls of different types, wearing their own styles of private clothes, pulled light trolley suitcases of various colors, and walked out of the back door of the theater. After bowing deeply and politely to the staff who sent them out, he walked out of the shadows of the building and into the sun-drenched outdoors with a light step at the same time.

"Look, they're out, ah~~~~ kawaii!"

"Shoot where, that, that one is so beautiful!"

"That's Ma Youyou, Ma Youyou, Ma Youyou look here......"

There weren't many fens waiting at the back door, but the enthusiasm didn't diminish at all, and some fen brought their own small camcorders to take pictures of their favorite girls.

One by one, the girls lined up and walked to the bus parked on the side, each with a smile on their faces, waving cutely at the fen people. Urano Kazumi, who has always been in charge of her sister, walked at the end with a sense of responsibility, and was stopped by a very cute-looking fen sister paper and asked for an autograph.

No, there was a man behind her, a man dressed like a crow, and whose face was now darker than his clothes......

After bowing with my sister's paper, the young master pulled the shoulder straps of the backpack with both hands, slightly relieved the pressure on his shoulders, and unhappily brushed off his sweat-soaked sideburns, and then with a gloomy face, he picked up the huge suitcase on the ground again, and struggled forward painfully and slowly. In the eyes that narrowed into a slit, a dangerous light radiated, and he glared hatefully at Watanabe Shiho, who didn't look back and got into the car first.

What kind of weak girl is Nima pretending to be at this time, she doesn't have so much luggage if she doesn't have the strength! It's so embarrassing to push it all to Young Master Ben, I'm not your Filipino maid! The eldest lady of a rich family, is it so amazing? Anyway, young master, I'm also the sister of the eldest lady of the consortium, don't take bean bags and don't use them as dry food! Grave light!

Kazumi Urano tilted her head with a smile and listened, and Fen Mei spoke in Japanese, which she was not proficient in, patiently communicating with the other party. Then politely took the pen and paper handed over, asked the other party's name, and carefully wrote down the blessing and his own name.

Huh? There's such a cute girl paper.,I like the naïve ghost of Kazumi Urano.,It's too unscientific! This girl's paper can't be the trust that this girl invited herself, right?

The young master secretly scolded himself, picked up her suitcase on the ground, and dragged it into the bus with even more difficulty along with Watanabe Shiho's luggage.

Young master, I glanced at the girls who had already found a good position, and were pointing at the window in front of the window, dragging two large suitcases of luggage to the last row, the corner where Watanabe Shiho was.

"I've left Kazumi Urano's luggage here too, and you two often sit together anyway." Young Master, I put the luggage away, held the backpack behind my back in my arms, sat beside her, and rubbed my forehead vigorously with the back of my hand and forearm, "Why are you sitting here?" Uh......"

Watanabe Shiho's eyes shot a complex and indisputable gaze, straight on the young master's body, seeing the young master I was covered in straight hair, I couldn't help but silently moved to the side, the originally straight body shrank smaller and smaller, helplessly reached out and touched the bridge of the nose, without saying anything, he opened the backpack, took out a bottle of drink from it and handed it over, "You...... Do you drink drinks? ”

What does this mean? It's okay to sit in the corner with autism, and now I'm looking at Young Master Ben with this kind of eyes, what kind of trouble is Nima? Did I just kick her suitcase and be discovered by this thing? By the way, the surname is white, you seem to have forgotten to check, did you leave footprints on the box...... I'll go, it's too much of a mistake!

Watanabe Shiho didn't take the drink, but turned his head out of the window, leaving only the back of his head for me, and his faint voice revealed a heaviness that people didn't understand, "Don't always be so gentle......"

"Huh?" Gentle hairy? What the hell is this thing talking about?! Wasn't it on the suitcase that the footprints of Master Ben were found? Master, why do I feel like I'm a little out of pace?!

Young Master, I blinked my eyes a few times blankly, grabbed the hair on the back of my head hard, stood up from the chair, unscrewed the lid of the drink, and stuffed it into Watanabe Shiho's hand, with an obvious ridiculous tone, mixed with the pampering that I hadn't even noticed, "You guy, what strange things are you thinking about in your head?" ”

"Nasty!" When Young Master Ben was about to retreat, the thing suddenly let go of the hand holding the drink, and threw himself into my arms regardless of it, his hands tightly wrapped around my neck, his face pressed against me, and warm tears passed through his shirt and imprinted on my slightly cold skin, "Woo woo...... Hate hate! Rin-chan is the most annoying! ”

"Rin-chan, did you bully Shiho?" Kazumi Urano, who happened to come over, knocked me hard and shuddered, and then she half-knelt on the chair in the front row, hugged Watanabe Shiho's shoulder, and gently stroked her head, while continuing to stare at Young Master Ben hatefully. "What's wrong with you? Shiho, is Rin-chan making you unhappy again? Don't cry, don't cry, I just taught her a hard lesson! ”

Shet! Young master, who am I trying to provoke? The ghost only knew that this thing was Mao, and suddenly cried! Isn't the most innocent one the young master? Young Master Nima, I'm wet, and I haven't changed my shirt yet, so I didn't say anything, you cry! Is it because you have a drink stuck to you, hey? Ya, that's what you pounced on yourself, and it wasn't the young master who rubbed on you, don't you want to be so savage! Grave light!

"How can I!" Looking at the shirt that was wet with the drink, three black lines were drawn down the forehead of the young master, and when he was about to continue to argue, Urano Kazumi's sharp gaze swept over, and the young master I instantly became indignant, "Okay, I won't rub the drink on you next time, don't you cry, okay......"

The signatures of all the members of Group B who came to Beijing for this performance are attached to the chapter, which is real! [[[cp|w:303|h:215|a:c|u:/chapters/20149/9/22444446354587059643]]]――――――――――――――――――――――――――

Mina, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~

The typo has not been corrected, and the bones have rolled away and broken~