After the two exercised, they went downstairs together to have a simple breakfast and went to school together.

As the campus festival approached, the whole school was filled with a restless atmosphere.

Each class and club has decided on their own performances or projects and began to prepare for them.

In fact, in Wu Sheng's view, the campus festival is interesting, probably just because those campus dramas are very interesting.

In his adult mind, the actual campus sacrifice is more like torture for ordinary students.

It's a group activity with a relatively weak sense of participation, and you think you're participating, but in fact you're just a tool, and it's only the very popular people who actually participate in the campus festival.

The routine or something will be known through the last small class meeting vote, and there is nothing new at all, if you don't open a store to make some snacks, or sell some special products, or open a haunted house or something.

Anyway, in general, it's as boring as a food festival.

He misses the messy food festivals in China in his previous life, which are really the same, none of them are food, and one is unpalatable.

It's okay to participate for the first time, and you can still join in the fun.

I really don't want to think about it for the second time, it's impossible to go anyway, it's a waste of money, a waste of expressions, and a waste of time, isn't McDonald's spicy wings delicious?

He looked at the students in the classroom with excited expressions discussing what to make strange yakisoba, as if he was excited about to have a typhoon and then not have to go to class.

It's really a serious energy that is about to come.

Oh yes, the school festival doesn't have to go to class, but there's still a week, right? Start the excitement a week in advance, and when it does, don't you burn out your enthusiasm?

Is that really good?

He looked at the next table and several girls gathered around like a few little squirrels eating peanuts, and sighed helplessly.

"After the campus festival, it's the final exam of the semester, right? Why aren't these guys nervous at all? ”

His sigh was not small, and the words fell on the ears of several girls, making them look stunned.

They all stared at Wu Sheng with the eyes of "Classmates, don't use the attitude that everyone in the world is drunk and I am sober to break our youth dreams".

That is, he is now a "career" and a scholar with good grades, and he has a bit of "social status".

Otherwise, if he is still a little transparent before the crossing, it is estimated that he will be sprayed.

But the high school girl's contemptuous eyes were really uncomfortable, so Wu Sheng had to turn his head to look out the window and pretend that he didn't say anything.

"We're only in our first year of high school, so enjoying our youth is what we should do, right?"

Nami's voice sounded behind him, and she looked at Takekatsu with an expression of disgust for her old man.

"Eh, why are you here?" Wu Sheng turned his head, usually Nami was besieged after class, either looking for her autograph, or coming to chat with her to ask for advice and study.

After all, she is now a well-known beautiful girl cartoonist, and she is also the oldest one, with a superb figure and temperament, and she is a real fantasy-level beautiful girl.

"My classmates wanted me to help draw a sign, and I didn't have any good ideas." Nami sat down in the chair of her classmate in front of her and yawned.

"Eh, how big?" Wu Sheng asked, when it comes to graphic design creativity, he is the king.

"I guess it's 2 meters." Nami said, "They also want to put Tsuki and L on it. ”

"Eh......" Wu Sheng shook his head in disgust: "Our comics are just a small fire? It doesn't seem like a good fit, does it? ”

"It's not a small fire." Nami shook her head, "Hasn't it been 5 years ago since the serialization began?" ”

There are always a few hegemonic comics in the top 5, which occupy the forefront all year round, so "Notes of the Dead King" has been in the top five since it began to be serialized, and the results are quite gratifying.

"Don't let those two guys go, draw a few cute young high school girls." Wu Sheng said firmly: "This will definitely have a good effect." ”

"......" Nami didn't speak, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, a table of whether you want to do HS or not

Feeling.

"What?" Wu Sheng was inexplicably weak-hearted: "Isn't this suggestion good?" ”

"Not good." Nami shook her head, "Don't be this soft Q." ”

Wu Sheng was speechless for a while, and said cautiously: "This is also called soft ......"

The current high school girls are so strict!

How should a male high school student live in this cruel society?

Wu Sheng shook his head: "Then draw a long river composed of fried noodles?" ”

"Huh?" Nami was stunned, it seemed interesting?

"How?"

"Well, Changhe doesn't seem right, have you eaten conveyor sushi? You take the sushi off the turntable, spread it all over the fried noodles, and draw a few small people who eat deliciously, isn't it? ”

Nami's eyes lit up, and she felt that the picture described by Wu Sheng was quite interesting: "Good! I'll go back and draw a line drawing and come out and see! ”

She got up and patted Wu Sheng on the shoulder: "It's worthy of you." She was deeply satisfied that Wu Sheng had a good idea in a few seconds.

"Ah...... You try it first......" Wu Sheng replied weakly, feeling that the campus festival was really a nightmare for an ordinary tool man like him, and he couldn't feel the breath of youth at all!

Nami watched Takeshi spread his head on the table like a salted fish who had lost his dreams, snickered and gave the squad leader an OK gesture, and returned to his seat to start work.

At noon, because of last night's battle, everyone was not in good spirits, so they said hello to each other and had a meal, and then they each found a good place to get ready for a good nap.

Seeing this, Brooke couldn't use an instrument in the activity room, so he had to carry a guitar and go up to the roof to continue composing.

He gave a military order to take out all the arrangements for the four songs this week, and then start a five-day special training next week.

In order to make the light music department famous in one fell swoop and absorb more students to come in, he also took great pains.

Wu Sheng looked at the music he had already composed with interest, Brooke's level was good, the rhythm was clear and uncomplicated, each point had its own bright color, and it was especially suitable for live performances.

Rehearsals are probably not difficult, and the rhythm group formed by him and Luffy is very tacit, even if Luffy sometimes jumps excitedly, he can keep up.

The band, after all, is not serious jazz and can't be too demanding.

In a word, it just sounds good.

As the lead singer, Brooke has to practice singing by himself in addition to arranging, and has devoted all his time to this performance.

If it works out well, they might actually put out an underground album and try to sell it on their debut.

After all, the whole band is very good-looking, well, except for Brooke, they are all good-looking, and if the male god Usopp really joins in, their band will definitely be popular.

However, it is difficult to see Usopp chatting with Keya without a pair, it is estimated that it is difficult, his interest in music is not very high, and he has been playing the guitar for 2 weeks, and he has not felt the fun in it.

Wu Sheng yawned, the afternoon sun shone into the activity room, although there was air conditioning to block the summer heat, but it still made him sleepy, and the recent campus life became a little boring.

Probably because life outside the campus was too exciting, he even began to think about skipping school.

It's only been half a year, and he's a little stunned.

In this life, he definitely doesn't have to take a single-plank bridge, with such a brain and memory, the door of a prestigious school has already opened half for him.

Staying in school is indeed a bit of a waste of time.

But he was a little sad that even if he didn't go to school, he didn't know what he wanted to do now.

The dreams of adults have long been realized in the changes of the world, and the longings of young people have also disappeared in all kinds of unbearable tempering.

Now I can fight, it's good, I can draw comics, it's good, and I can even form a band, it's a perfect life.

Ah, I'm probably missing a girlfriend now, right?

Wu Sheng unconsciously glanced at Nami.

Nami was very perceptive

, immediately turned his head: "What are you doing?" ”

"No, nothing." Wu Sheng turned his head weakly, rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, Takeda Xu! He's still a 16-year-old!

Nami stared at him for a moment, "cut", and began to draw again.

The rustle of the brushes sounded rhythmically on this quiet Friday afternoon, and with Luffy's dream words and Zoro Sanji's snoring, as well as the whispers of Usopp and Koya, there was another strange and interesting vitality.

......

After school, Takekatsu and Nami went home together to hand over this week's serial original art to the editor Hattori, communicated the storyboard for the next week, and after making sure there was no problem, they hurriedly ran back to GM Tokyo to help.

They've found his replacement, and after the week's work, Takekatsu will officially be able to graduate from GM Tokyo.

A busy night without any thrills.

When Takeshi returned home, Nami came up before he could sit down.

"Let's go, let's see where that Athena is." Nami walked to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of milk, twisted it and drank it.

"Ah, let me take a breath!" Wu Sheng was as quiet and lazy as Ge You was back then.

"Rest your breath! Hurry up, I'll come to your house at night, my sister will be worried! Nami slapped Takekatsu on the thigh.

"Worried about what? Am I wrong with you? Wu Sheng closed his eyes, smelled the incense breeze brought by Nami sitting down next to him, his heart relaxed, and blurted out something that shouldn't be said: "No, don't worry." ”

Before the words fell, an awe-inspiring murderous aura emerged from the darkness, scaring him into a spirit.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Nami looking at him with a smile on her face.

...... He laughed awkwardly, the words had already come out, and he couldn't say "Actually, I still will" to change his words, right?

"Let's go, let's go, I'll take the mirror out." He hurriedly took out the mirror from the schoolbag next to him.

After thinking about it, he still brought the spear, although he basically wouldn't run into enemies, but he was really afraid of accidents.

Nami glared at him angrily, and she let this stubble go.

The two took out their mobile phones and clicked into the Crime Realm, and the space-time ripples rippled between the two.

Seconds later, the two appeared on the tall sand dunes.

Wu Sheng handed the magic mirror to Nami: "You can just enter the soul power directly." ”

Nami looked around in the magic mirror and found that entering the Sin Realm here was no different from entering the Sin Realm in her house: "Okay. ”

She flipped over and looked at the magic mirror, she had thought it was just a toy, but she didn't expect Luffy and Usopp to find a useful function.

Probably this is that there are no useless Noble Phantasms, only Awakened People who can't use Noble Phantasms.

She poured her soul power into it.

There was a crisp sound of "ding".

"Magic Mirror Navigation, at your service, please enter the destination or Shadow Will you want to find."

"Mount Olympus."

"Searching..... Mount Olympus, at the 23rd level of the Sin Realm, ends in the southwest. The Magic Mirror was still the same answer.

"Is Athena there?" Nami asked.

"Searching......" Magic Mirror began to gulp and absorb Nami's soul power.

A gentle breeze swept from under Nami's body, and her soul power surged from her heart to her arm, and her fingers poured into the magic mirror.

"Searching ......"

Two minutes later, just when Nami's soul power had dropped to 30%, the magic mirror finally "ding" again.

Just when Nami and Takekatsu were about to rejoice.

"The target is not Mount Olympus."

......

Not in your search for so long?! And ate 70% of my soul power!?

Stumble!