We chatted a little more.

Hiroshi Misawa and Ai Sato left.

Gu Xue finally agreed to Misawa Guang's request.

Tweet yourself.

Of course, the purpose is not to advertise after gathering popularity, she just wants to explain that those sand sculpture netizens should not spread their photos indiscriminately.

Now that emojis are flying all over the sky, Gu Xue looks upset and doesn't say anything, she is still afraid that she doesn't care about herself, and she will become a certain comedian in the future......

Moreover, she has something that she wants to say to those who are eager to join the YUKI studio, and it doesn't feel polite to have Hiroshi Misawa relay it.

Gu Xue felt the need to make a tweet herself.

So she agreed.

And just do it, and after Hiroshi Misawa left the office, he immediately picked up his phone and logged in to Twitter.

The Twitter account Gu Xue has it, but she has never tweeted or uploaded pictures, and she logs in to Twitter just to kill time or to see the news of people who follow in the industry.

Here's her first tweet:

"I'm Gu Xue, first of all, thank you for your support. Secondly, please calm down, the future of animation is a project to train new people, and I think your focus should be on new people, not on me, the 'mentor'. In addition, I really didn't do it right at the time, which was questioned by Mu Yong, although Hiratsuka Xiong also had problems, but from the moment I started, my problem was relatively big, causing trouble to everyone, and I apologize to everyone here. (ps: Please don't continue to reprint photos about me, I want you to discuss the work itself, even if you really want to talk about people, please try to focus on newcomers, such as @流水素面, this is a newcomer, you can interact with her and give him a little encouragement...... ）”

Gu Xue's fingers quickly tapped on the virtual keyboard on the screen, typing out a large number of words.

Since she has decided to tweet and respond by herself, of course Gu Xue will not mess around, and she is not stupid, at this time, if it is a set of Baga, Hentai, and pinching it to death, she dares to guarantee that the audience will show her a more hentai side......

Although she would love to scold like that.

Although when she scolded those words, she did scold them with an angry attitude, and she didn't mean anything else at all.

But she will not underestimate the imagination of sand sculpture netizens......

Therefore, at this time, the tone of the tweet, the more formal the better, the more official the better, and the less emotional fluctuations can be seen, the better.

Gu Xue was quite satisfied with the paragraph she wrote.

You see, how official, how formal, you can't detect the slightest emotional fluctuation.

However, Gu Xue was still a little uneasy, and raised the phone above her head, and the screen was pointed at Miss Mihara, asking her to help look at it.

Chisa Mihara stood behind her, stopped combing her long hair, took a closer look, and asked softly, "Who is Shishui Somen Noodles?" ”

"Eri Sato, isn't she a newcomer? And she likes to post photos on Twitter, so she can attract firepower......"

Gu Xue's tone was brisk, and she showed a wicked smile.

One account only has one tweet with a strong official cliché, and the other account is full of beautiful photos of Ai Sato.

Do you still need to think about how sand sculpture netizens choose? (hands outstretched)

Chisa Mihara: "......"

"It's really fine, isn't it?" Gu Xue confirmed with Miss Mihara again.

"Hmm." Mihara Qiansha continued to stroke Gu Xue's long hair that was still very soft and straight, even if she tied her ponytail every day, and responded gently.

Gu Xue immediately clicked the button to send a tweet.

Then, she started editing another tweet.

"Also, it seems that there are people who want to join YUKI Studio, which of course I welcome, but at the moment, YUKI Studio is only a very small studio, which is slightly better than the same club, so I can't accept many people...... If you are really interested in volunteering to join our studio, please send us your work with your contact information, I will read these and give you a reply, whether you are eligible or not. ”

"I'm really sorry to take this approach, no matter how small Studio YUKI is, it's a commercial studio, and I'm not the savior you call it...... So, if I don't give you a yes, please don't be discouraged, and thank you for choosing our studio. ”

After coding the second tweet, Gu Xue checked it, and after finding that there was no problem, she clicked send.

Then, Gu Xue sent a message to Misawa Guang, asking him to forward the tweet, confirm his identity, and throw the phone aside.

That's it.

Gu Xue raised her arms, stretched her waist, looked at Mihara Chisa slightly sideways, and asked.

"Miss Mihara, are you alright?"

Chisa Mihara seemed to have been standing behind her for a long time.

"Right now."

Mihara Qiansha sped up a little, or gave up the idea of continuing to smooth the hair, and began to help Gu Xue tie her ponytail, while pretending to ask casually: "Xiaoxue, it seems that many people on the Internet call you...... Wife. ”

"Woo ......"

Gu Xue had goosebumps all over her body, her upper body twisted, showing a disgusted expression, and said, "Can you not mention this topic...... I'm sick of it, idiots. ”

"......" Chisa Mihara was silent for a moment, then suddenly pursed her lips and laughed, "Well, don't mention it." ”

At the same time, the movements of Mihara Chisa's hands were also much faster, and on the way to tie the ponytail, she also tiptoed slightly, the amplitude was very small, the toes were supporting the floor, and the heels were slightly raised, if the arc was a little bigger, it looked like she was jumping.

Gu Xue didn't notice this, and after answering Miss Mihara's question, she wanted to play with her mobile phone, but when she thought of the photos about herself on the Internet, she didn't want to.

Miss Mihara was still clutching her hair, and she couldn't look down to draw.

No way.

In the end, Gu Xue simply leaned back in the chair and hummed the song she liked on the earth, which was supposed to be relaxing.

Her voice was soft.

Chisa Mihara didn't speak again.

Two girls.

One sits, his long hair lifted up, revealing his fair neck, humming softly, and looking full of lust. The other stood, combing the other's long hair, moving gently, his eyes drooping, and his eyes moist, as if he was whispering.

If the picture is frozen, it should be a good photo.

The kind of photo that can make people sigh that the years are quiet.

……

Time passed slowly.

Time in the office seems to pass very slowly.

Gu Xue had finished humming the fourth song, and Mihara Chisa hadn't tied her hair yet......

She finally senses that something is wrong and wants to alert Miss Mihara, but the phone on the workbench rings.

At first it was a bang.

Gu Xue thought it was Misawa Guang's reply.

But then there were a few more sounds, and Gu Xue had an ominous premonition......

As if in response to Gu Xue's ominous premonition, the mobile phone began to make a crazy tone.

Gu Xue hurriedly picked up her phone.

Sure enough, it was all Twitter replies.

"Good supervisor, the supervisor of "Little Witch Academy" is so cute! (I'm talking about the work itself)"

"I want to focus on newcomers, but the mentor is so cute, so I'm sorry to follow ⊙?? ⊙！ ”

"Wife!"

"A living talking wife!"

“……”

All similar replies.

Gu Xue exploded again.

She still underestimated these sand sculpture netizens.

Drop your phone.

Gu Xue gave up on herself, she turned her chair to face Mihara Qiansa, looking like she was going to die: "Miss Mihara, it's over, I want to marry or not...... No, I can't marry a wife, what kind of neurosis is this......"

Chisa Mihara, who just helped him tie his ponytail, heard her words, took a deep breath, suddenly pulled up her skirt, turned sideways slightly, sat on Gu Xue's round thighs, and pretended to be calm: "...... Is it married? ”

Gu Xue's mentality exploded, and she didn't bother to think deeply about what Miss Mihara was doing, so she directly hugged her waist, buried her face in her neck, and said dejectedly: "You care about me." ”

Mihara Chisa also gently hugged her waist, her head was close to her ear, her cheeks were hot, but she still mustered up the courage to murmur, "...... I won't be able to marry, isn't there still me? ”

Gu Xue, who was still abandoning herself, felt the weight on her thighs, was silent for a moment, and said, "I don't have a wife as heavy as you......"

Chisa Mihara: "......"

"Miss Mihara? The gang of people on the Internet...... "Gu Xue didn't seem to notice what she had just said, and was still complaining.

The flush on Mihara's face faded slightly.

She bit her lip hard.

Then he opened his teeth slightly and came to Gu Xue's earlobe.

"Really...... Yes! ”

Gu Xue, who was complaining, suddenly felt a thrill all over her body, and let out a short cute scream.

"Chisa Mihara, what are you doing! Are you a child? Say you're just heavy, you need to bite your ears...... Woo! ”

Gu Xue's words...... Still not finished.

Interrupted again.

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