After night fell completely, the teachers went back to their offices to rest, and the restless students began to work together.

Less than half an hour into the night, and Ma was reciting history, when suddenly a guy from the next class rushed into the classroom of Class B in the third year and shouted: "Morino of Class A has confessed to Oi of Class C!" ”

The attention of the boys who had been working hard to prepare in the class was all diverted, and after a short silence, the boys rushed to the corridor while coaxing.

Kazuma glanced at the chairman and found that she had given up on stopping the boys at all, so she watched the boys pour out of the classroom and throw all kinds of props on the ground.

"Is that okay?" And the horse asked.

"Even if I stop it, it's useless, is it?" The chairman of the committee asked, "Anyway, the preparations are still working hard until the last minute, and this is also the regular start of the preparations for the cultural festival."

"To tell you the truth, I have experienced five cultural festivals since junior high school, and none of them have been able to complete all the preparations properly, and in the end, they have all been chasing ducks to the shelves.

"I don't think the sixth will be an exception."

Mikako complained: "Eggs, you sound like an old man stinks!" ”

He Ma noticed that the chairman's body stiffened for a while, but immediately returned to normal, and the chairman said calmly: "Well, this is also something that can't be helped, after all, I am your mother." ”

"Did you even admit this setting directly?" Mikako continued to complain, "Then mom, I want to drink juice, bring it to me!" ”

"The commissary is open until ten o'clock today, so I'll buy it myself." The chairman said.

Although the school is allowed to stay overnight tonight, it is forbidden to leave the school after dark, and in order to meet the needs of the students, the commissary will extend its opening hours, and in the afternoon, Kazuma will see a pickup truck with the commissary replenishing the goods driving into the school.

Mikako: "Sure enough, the response is the same as my mother!" Especially this impatient tone! ”

And Ma Gang wanted to tease the chairman of the committee with Mikako, and Honami Nanjo entered the classroom surrounded by the three people of the craft club.

Because most of the people in the classroom went to watch the school love drama of the two in class A and class C.,At this time, there were only a few of them in the whole classroom.。

"Chairman, how is the finished product?" The chairman of the committee asked excitedly of the craft club.

After all, she is the head of the cultural festival in the class, and the results she makes need her nod.

The chairman pushed his glasses, looked Nanjo up and down carefully, and nodded: "Well, it's heroic, not bad." ”

At this time, Nanjo was dressed in ancient men's clothing, but it was not exactly men's clothing, and the people of the craft club added some designs that could reflect Nanjo's female signs.

Wearing this Nanjo, and then wearing a hat and a prop sword on her back, she looks like a heroic woman.

One of the girls at the craft club expressed her creative thoughts: "Nanjo-san's figure is so good, even if it is pure men's clothing, as long as you tie the belt and something like that, you can easily see that she is a woman."

"We were going to go straight to the Shinsengumi's costumes, but we ended up adding some details that accentuated our female identity."

Nanjo didn't listen to the explanation of the craft club at all, she looked directly at Kazuma.

And the horse gave her a thumbs up: "It's beautiful, it's very beautiful." ”

Mikako leaned on the table: "Lost!" ”

One of the girls in the craft club saw Mikako like this, and immediately stepped forward: "We also made a set of clothes for Fujii-san." ”

"Huh? Me? I'm not in your class, am I? I'm going to work at the yakisoba stall in my class. ”

"It's okay, there's still materials left anyway, so I'll do it."

"Made of leftovers? Or is it easy? I'm even more depressed when you say that, I'm sorry to be human! ”

Mikako complained that she was full of firepower, and she also brought a Kansai accent. However, she should be a native of Kanto, and the Kansai accent is weird to say.

"In terms of setting," the girl in the craft club was busy introducing her masterpiece, and the lazy Rimi Kako complained, "You are Miss Nanjo's maid, and you are the only one who knows the identities of both sides, and you are anxious as you watch Miss and her beloved sword each other." ”

Mikako looked at the clothes on display: "Hey, doesn't it look good, but it's for ease of wearing, so it's specially made into a fake kimono style?" ”

Women's kimonos are very troublesome to wear, so now there are "fake kimonos" in Japan that are easy to wear, but they look like kimonos on the outside, but in fact, the layers of material and belts are sewn together, and a set of wraps is wrapped around the body, and the buttons are buttoned.

It's the same idea as the simple tie that doesn't require a bow tie.

However, the Japanese were a bit poor and fastidious, and the "craftsmen" who relied on the handicraft of kimono to eat would not allow this modern product to steal their jobs, so this new thing was quickly wiped out.

But in the field of costumes, this thing is still retained because of convenience.

After all, when filming, it is likely that a minor character will have to change many sets of clothes a day to go through the motions, and it is impossible to use a formal kimono that is difficult to wear to death.

Seeing that Mikako was already eager to try, Kazuma patted her on the shoulder: "You go and change it, it won't be troublesome." ”

"Well, since he and Ma have said so." Mikako stood up, "Then I'll ...... Hey, and horses, look at the playground! ”

Kazuma turned his head to look out the window.

On the playground, it seems that someone is pushing a cart that is used to draw lines on the playground in physical education class, and is drawing something.

Kazuma couldn't help frowning: Painting things on the playground at this time that look like Nazca paintings, isn't this the plot in "The Melancholy of Haruhi in the Cool Palace"?

He stood up and leaned over the windowsill to look out—it was too dark, but by the light from the side of the school building, he could barely tell that it was a girl who was drawing, her uniform skirt and long braided hair swaying in the night breeze.

At this time, she seemed to run out of flowers, and the horse saw her throw the cart aside, and then polished the match.

She threw the match to the ground.

The next moment, all the traces on the ground that she had just drawn with the cart were set on fire.

That's actually words.

The playground is a huge "favorite" burning.

Fortunately, this is Japanese, and there are not many strokes to write, and if it were Chinese, she would probably not be able to write until the materials on the trolley ran out.

Then the girl shouted at the school building, "Sauce! I've got you covered!

"I like you the most!"

and the horse's mouth opened into an O-shape, but I never expected that this was actually like the unfolding of the finale of "Autumn Memories 2".

Is it so youthful?

Kazuma saw a boy rushing out of the school building like a rocket, heading straight for the girl who was jumping and yelling on the playground.

Behind the boys, a large number of people from the executive department of the student council held fire extinguishers to cover the past.

Immediately afterwards, He Ma saw several figures in girls' uniforms also walking out of the teaching building, but did not follow, but stood at the door of the teaching building in a pressing posture.

From the size of the chest, Kazuma boldly speculated that it was the new student council president, Nichinansato.

Nanjo and Mikako are also huddled in a window frame with Ma, looking out at the playground, so at this time, Kazuma can see the outline of their pectoralis major muscles as soon as they look down.

In a rough comparison, the horse side has a slight upper hand?

Mikako: "It's really youthful. I'm afraid the girl will be suspended from school for reflection after that, right? ”

Before the words fell, the entire school building cheered.

Because the boy kissed the girl in full view.

Nanjo: "Now, both of them are going to suspend school for reflection. ”

"Isn't this just right, take the opportunity to go on a date together." Mikako looked envious, "Anyway, they're only sophomores in high school, and they still have time to squander." Speaking of which, Honami, you wanted to instigate Okada-san to add a kiss scene before! ”

"I was kidding."

"Really? I think you're serious! ”

The two men argued with the horse like this, and they both turned their bodies in the direction of facing each other because of the need for dialogue.

Kazuma suddenly felt that the school uniform pants were a little small, after all, this was ordered when he was a freshman in high school, and even if there was room for growth at that time, it couldn't be completely enough.

The chairman of the committee occupied the window next to the three of them, looked at the noisy playground below, and muttered: "Although I expected the air to be full of hormones tonight, this is too hormonal." ”

**

Takashi Hanabo and Daisuke Wakamiya had just climbed over the school wall at this time, and were crouching behind the street trees planted by the wall.

"Did you get it? The window of the third year class B! ”

Takashi Hanabo completely ignored what was happening on the playground, and his attention was all on the classroom of Class B of the third year.

"I photographed it, and was sandwiched between two pairs of steamed buns of this size, and although Kiryu and Ma didn't do anything, readers will give him a full set of brains." Daisuke Wakamiya pressed the shutter again and again.

Photojournalists like them are the type who desperately press the shutter and never save film, and only when the number of photos is large enough can they find one or two particularly beautiful photos in the mass of unused photos.

Takashi Hanafang: "It's not enough, it's not enough at all!" We're sure we'll be able to catch even more exciting images. Especially after twelve o'clock in the evening.

"At that time, most of the students were going to bed, and the teachers on the night shift were supposed to go back to the office for a drink, and the young people's time officially began."

Wakamiya Daisuke smiled "I understand" as he listened.

Takashi Hanabo continued, "I have always felt that the design of summer school uniforms so thin is a deliberate attempt to increase the fertility rate.

"When I was studying, I couldn't control the outline of my underwear when I saw the girls who came back from physical education class getting through their sweat-soaked clothes."

Daisuke Wakamiya couldn't help but stop filming and turned his head to look at his partner.

Takashi Hanabo continued, "I think the sailor suit is the best sex costume, and it's the most popular costume in the nightclub I frequent. These high school girls wear this kind of clothes all day and hang out in the sun, how can it not happen? ”

"Brother, this isn't the first time I've thought something wrong with you." Daisuke Wakamiya has something to say.

After all, so many years of partners and friends.

Takashi Hanafang snorted.

Now they are blocked by the people who are fighting the fire in the playground and can only hide under the trees.

However, as Takashi Hanafang said, waiting until eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening is the highlight of this sneak in.

I don't need to care where I spend my time now.

It's just that lying under the tree will cheapen the big mosquitoes in the fall.

Wakamiya Daisuke stopped fiddling with the camera's hand and put a force on his neck, fearing that a big mosquito would die, and his own blood would flow from his hand.

**

That night, He Ma reviewed most of the history test book and made a paper under the supervision of the chairman of the committee, looking at the scores that could be obtained at this stage.

Later, he also played with Nanjo, who was dressed in a costume, for a while.

In addition to leaving the classroom halfway to deal with the fight between the two boys, the chairman of the committee stared at Kazuma in the classroom throughout the whole process.

Finally, it was time to turn off the lights as stipulated for the stay.

The chairman began to instruct the students who stayed at the school to push aside their desks and chairs, and roll up the covers on the ground and spread them out.

Although the overnight stay is allowed at the festival every year, the class is still excited as if it were the first time they have shared a night with their classmates.

Mikako carried the bed and rolled into the classroom of Class B, and everyone acted as if they didn't see her.

She rolled up the cover next to him and opened it, and said with a smile as she spoke, "This is the first time I've slept with a horse." ”

"You're ambiguous, aren't you?"

"It's okay, no one cares about this kind of detail." Mikako said nonchalantly.

Nanjo: "Didn't the kendo club go to the dormitory before?" ”

"No, because since we joined the kendo club in high school, we have only entered the national tournament for the first time this year. Without the National Convention, there would be no reinforcement. After all, Beige is a very poor public school, and the dormitory funds should be distributed to those clubs that have entered the national convention. ”

Nanjo had an expression of knowing something new, and nodded thoughtfully: "That's it." ”

Chiyoko also laid out the bedding, and then said to Nanjo, "I have stayed with Nanjo-senpai several times. I even slept in a room with Nanjo-senpai. ”

"Hmm." Nanjo nodded, "When Chiyoko was in the first year of junior high school, she would kick the quilt at night, and I covered her with it. ”

Chiyoko blushed with a brush.

Mikako: "Chiyoko's first year of junior high school...... Wasn't that our freshman year of high school? Have I lost since then? ”

"No, I had seen Wama a few times at that time, but I wasn't very impressed. Just think he's 'Chiyoko's older brother', I don't even remember his face. However, I remember that at that time, Wama would become very shy when he saw me. ”

Nanjo paused and added, "Most boys get shy when they see me. ”

"I think they just don't know where to look," Kazuma jumped out to explain to the male compatriots, "look at the face, it's too beautiful, you'll be embarrassed, look down, you'll see something even more embarrassing......"

Nanjo smiled happily.

Mikako touched herself: "I'm actually not bad, am I?" ”

Chiyoko: "Mikako-senpai has the aura of a girl next door, and she is still the kind of girl next door who will come and hook up with boys, so the boys are all good brothers." ”

Mikako pouted: "Cut, what about the eggs?" ”

She turned her head to look at the eggs.

Everyone also turned their heads along with this question.

The chairman was standing in front of the window, looking at the starry sky, his thick-rimmed glasses in his hand.

When she took off her glasses, she had a kind of restrained charm.

Kazuma: "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." The chairman shook his head, "I just think that today's moonlight is really beautiful." ”

He Ma turned his head to look out the window, and sure enough, he saw the full moon in the sky.

Speaking of which, this date, converted to the Chinese lunar calendar, is roughly equivalent to around the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15?

So it's normal to have such a round moon.

Kazuma looked at the full moon and was suddenly occupied by homesickness.

How do you say Tang poems, look up at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Hema suddenly wanted to eat moon cakes.

If the memories of my parents in my previous life are correct, my father should have just met my mother on the women's basketball team in the factory basketball team at this time.

He Ma suddenly wanted to cross the ocean to witness the romantic youth of his parents and see his own birth - I don't know if this somewhat dislocated parallel time and space will give birth to himself.

He Ma also wanted to go back and see, the boiler room in the factory compound, and see the star fruit forest that he passed through when he went to fetch water with his father when he was a child.

He wants to see the end of the dual-track system, and the withdrawal of meal tickets and meal tickets from the stage of history.

He wanted to go fishing with his dad – he had to get up early to get meat and fish when he had just cancelled the ticket supply, but most of the time he couldn't get them.

So my dad took a fishing rod, sang "Nanniwan", and took the little horse to "respond to the call to do it yourself".

This situation did not gradually change until the basket project began.

The tide of memories is surging, and a thick nostalgia hits Kazuma.

He wanted to go back to see the motherland that had just escaped the catastrophe, to see the tattered hometown that was hated by many people, and to see her dirty face.

He Ma stood in front of the window, looked up at the bright moon, and felt out the harmonica.

He is already proficient in operating the harmonica, after all, he has been practicing seriously for nearly a hundred days since he started learning it.

He put the harmonica to his lips and began to blow "I Love You China" in Wang leather pants without thinking.

Whenever I feel pain, I want you to hold me tight

Touch my soul just like you do all the time

Whenever I'm confused, you give me a kind of warmth

It's like someone's arm around my shoulder

Sometimes I'm lonely and helpless, like a pebble rolling down a hillside

But as long as I think of your name, I always regain my faith

Sometimes I lose my bearings, like a swallow in the sky

But just think of your presence and don't feel fear anymore

I love your beloved mother in China

I'm crying for you and I'm proud of you

……

Blowing and blowing, there were too many snot and tears, and the tone of the harmonica changed, and the horse could only put down the harmonica and wanted to wipe it.

The three girls immediately handed out their handkerchiefs, and the horses directly used the sleeves of their school uniforms to swipe them heroically.

The only chairman who did not hand a handkerchief asked, "Whose song is this?" ”

"To Mother." And Ma replied without hesitation, "My dear mother." ”

"That's right." The chairman looked up at the moon, "It's such a beautiful song, and I can feel the emotion." Your emotions will definitely be conveyed. ”

Kazuma also looked up at the sky.

In his previous life, he didn't really like to go home and listen to his parents nagging, and he didn't take the reunion of the Mid-Autumn Festival very seriously.

Maybe it's because in those days, the Internet erased distance.

In the Internet age, Hema has never experienced what nostalgia is.

Now he really experienced it.

Sure enough, even if the skin bag has been replaced, what beats under this chest cavity is still a pure pure heart.

He Ma silently added an item to his future goals: I want to return to China to take a look, even if it is as an international friend.