Chapter 172: Miss is also a talent
Because Mei and Furukawa both said that they were too embarrassed to disturb our date, they decided to separate after leaving the restaurant.
But I know it's a lie to be embarrassed to bother, because they'll still sneak after you.
Of course, if Mei Yi doesn't follow behind, it will be quite troublesome, after all, the meaning of my women's clothing is gone, unless Mei Yi believes that "Yezi" is really Haruhara's girlfriend.
Finally, before leaving, I glared fiercely in the direction of the coffee shop.
Remember me, those guys! It's strange that I don't clean up after I take off this clothes!
Walking through the town in the afternoon, Haruhara's face suddenly turned red and looked at me.
"Ye, Yezi, I really thanked you just now."
"Huh?"
"That's right, that's what happened at the counter just now."
Hearing him say this, I suddenly understood.
It seems that he is talking about the fact that when he checked out just now, I helped him to make a bold promise to treat a guest and took it and found that the money in his wallet was not enough, and he was embarrassed that he didn't know how to end up with the meal money.
Of course, Mei Yi didn't know about this.
"I paid it voluntarily, Yang Pingjun, you don't have to care."
Anyway, the credit card used to pay is my brother's, so I don't have to use it in vain.
"Nope! I'll definitely pay you back! β
"Uh... Since you say so, well. β
Seeing that he is like this, he should agree to come down first, anyway, "Leaf" will not appear after today.
"And where are we going next?"
"Do you want to go to the shopping street, I'm familiar with that area?"
"Uh... That's please. β
Speaking of which, I have quite a few acquaintances in the shopping street, so I should... Won't show the filling.
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This is the game hall, the game hall of the shopping street.
Because it's a weekend, there are many more people playing at this time than on weekdays.
Most of the people who come to play are boys, and I... Of course, I'm also a boy, but because of women's clothing, it's very conspicuous here, after all, girls are all on the street on weekends, and they will come here to play in the crane machine and Lianliankan there.
Where are we, you ask?
We're playing Taiko Tatsujin, but...
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The short stick was slapped down again and again.
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As the final "Miss" sounds, the Game_Over text on the screen dances.
"Ahh
Haruhara stared at the picture with his mouth half-open.
The ending of the whole Miss with zero points, this is a big shame... But in a sense, it's also a talent.
Waving the short stick in his hand, Haruhara's indignant shouting:
"What! This machine doesn't understand my rhythm at all! β
I actually blamed the machine for my bad technology!
"Besides, why don't you have a BMW kid's song!"
I actually want to blame all the reasons for Miss on the problem of the song! β¦ But what is a BMW child?
"If I had that, I would be perfect!"
What the?! I didn't even get a Great, and my appetite is still so big!
It's terrible, it's terrible, it's worthy of a man whose thick-skinned skin is so terrifying that even demons tremble!
"Yang Pingjun, you will cause trouble to the people around you like this."
Noticing that all eyes were on us, I hurried to stop Haruhara's rampage.
"Cut~... Since you can't help it. β
Although he pouted, he still looked very hurt.
"Let's go see the others."
I also lamented that the identity of the leaf is very useful, but now I want to roar again.
It's really easy to useββββββ!
With just one sentence, he can make the yelling Haruhara, shut up immediately and obediently correct his mistakes, which is completely unimaginable in normal times.
This guy is such a fool of innocent fools.
"That's not going to play in this broken arcade," Haruhara, putting the stick back in place, Haruhara's eyes turned in the direction of the exit, "Let's go to the CD store and buy a BMW kid's album as a gift for you." β
Although you say so, what is a BMW child?
With this question in mind, I followed him to the CD shop.
"Why don't there be BMW children?" Carefully looking for each CD rack, after making sure there were none, Haruhara's shoulders shrugged in disappointment, "This store is really strange. β
"I guess it's all over, right?"
"I see, did you finally get good reviews again?" Nodding in agreement, Haruhara's fists clenched happily, "This is the so-called survival trend!" β
"It's a return to the trend."
"Really? It doesn't matter, but I wanted you to hear about it. β
"It's okay, I'll hear it next time I have a chance."
"That's not going to work, a man has to talk and count," Haruhara, looking back at the CD rack, Haruha began a new search, "I'm recommending other tunes to you." β
"That's... Well, I'll take a look at the other CDs. β
I decided to just leave Haruhara, who was no longer listening, and I walked into the CD lined up on the outside.
"I don't know which ones are more popular now."
Looking at the rows of albums, you can count what you know on one hand.
Am I unknowingly derailed from fashion!
Accidentally, I realized a problem that didn't get it.
If that's true, it's a very unsuccessful fact for young people...
"That's it, it's a combination I really like!" Holding a plate with a fancy cover, Haruhara ran up to me and pointed at it and said with great interest, "Especially the soprano in the middle of the pitch is so cool!" β
"Really?"
I didn't know much about pop music, so I just nodded in response.
"Here's an audition," he pulled me back to the shelf where I had just picked up the CD, Haruhara took off the headset hanging aside, and put it on my head with a grin, "Yezi, please listen." β
"Ahh
Compared to Haruhara's excitement, I seemed a little panicked.
You know, I can't see it with my hair, but I have headphones on my ears!
But fortunately, Haruhara's head was put on my head like a hat, and he didn't care about the hair blocking my ears.
Straightening the headset, I closed my eyes and listened to the music coming from inside.
To my surprise, I thought that Haruhara's recommendation would be brit-hop, but this time it was very unexpected.
The light melody sounded melodiously, there was no dynamic rhythm, no pure timbre, but it was just a very comfortable feeling to listen to, and there was an urge to continue listening.
"How?"
When I opened my eyes again, I saw that it was Haruhara's expectant expression.
"That's nice," I nodded affirmatively, removing the headset and putting it back in place, "It's beautiful." β
"Really? It's great that you like it. β
Taking the CD in his hand, looking at the fancy cover, I smiled faintly:
"I thought that Yang Pingjun would like music like fast tempo or heavy metal, but I didn't expect it to be pure music, which is really surprising."
"Yes, that's right," Haruhara, scratching his head, laughed embarrassedly, "Actually, I've always liked rock music, but lately I think light music is actually pretty good." β
Is it? Although you said it was recently, I haven't seen you buy light music discs recently, I'm afraid I think that few girls like rock music, so I have to learn about this knowledge.
will put in so much effort for a fake date, I'm afraid it's only a fool like him.
But it is precisely this character of silent hard work that is what makes him admirable.
Thinking about it makes me smile comfortably.
But it's often when people relax that the biggest crisis comes from behind you that you don't want to hear right now.
"Ahh Senior? β