At eight o'clock in the morning, the weather was clear, the sun was warm, and it was another day full of hope.

Because it's going to face off against the handsome guys of Waseda, Mr. Chihara has a rare time grooming up.

The first thing I do when I get up in the morning is to play mobile phone music in and out of the bathroom, and rub myself in the bath while humming, from head and neck to toe neck, waist to back, rubbing until the skin hurts and I don't feel how much mud really comes out.

After taking a shower, he rushed out of the bathroom with a shirt in his pocket, carrying a hair dryer and blowing it directly on his head, and finally brushed it chicly.

He looked left and right, looking at himself in the mirror.

Biting his lip sideways, he smiled shyly, his eyes flickering.

Oh Huo, what a beautiful man in the oriental version of "Soul Broken Venice", the amazing one that can't be worn away even if time passes.

An introverted and elegant face, pale complexion, surrounded by silky black hair, a straight nose, a lovely mouth, and a serious expression sweet like a deity, reminiscent of the sculptures of the highest Greek fashion period, with the purest perfection of form, exuding an incomparable personal charm.

Lowered his lips and sighed, his pure and unconscious eyes revealed a sense of confusion and hesitation, and the faint melancholy temperament between his eyebrows, his eyes turned into a disappointment in the world, a distressed helper in the world.

Chihara kept posing in the mirror to watch, and he had to sigh - "perfect".

Hand invites the bright moon and the stars, there is no such person as me in the world.

He finally stinks and looks beautiful in the mirror, and he can't find anything wrong with his own aesthetics.

Carefully pulled his hair, and slightly showed a long strand of blue dyeing.

"Zhuda, what do you think?"

"Not good."

Qianyuan had already seen through the girl's heart, and snorted twice unconvinced, "This is a lie!" ”

Zhu Da Caimeow, who was originally wearing a blanket and watching a TV series on the sofa, turned her gaze slightly, compared back and forth with the handsome guy on the TV, and could only shake her head.

This guy doesn't know how to write the word fashion at all.

She beckoned the young man, who had never read a fashion magazine, to come over.

First, he performed a surgical operation on the nails of his hands and feet, designed a perfect shape that the high school homeroom teacher had never blamed, and then used facial cleanser to feed his face, and carefully rubbed him with marinated braised pork, and squeezed his nose together. Once you've finished blow-drying, use her special curling wand and spray it with gel water to create texture and layering.

Of course, in the end, I gave him some women's perfume for my sister, and gave him an unexpected surprise to the little girl who was going to meet later.

"How?" Zhuda Cai Meow's proud fork waist invites merit.

"Okay."

I can't see any change in my face at all, but I am really handsome with a different hairstyle.

"As a payoff, I'm going to eat hamburger meat in the evening."

"Okay, okay."

He looked in the mirror and couldn't help but sigh: "Is this the future Tokyo Cowherd Emperor?" ”

In just a few days, try to apply for a resume of Kamen Rider or Ultraman and change your career to become an actor, of course, if you are an important person from the crew of the team next door.

If you're lucky, maybe you'll be able to play on the same stage with the girl you had a crush on, and the other party will be thrilled to see such a handsome Mr. Chihara.

It can only be said that what you can't get is in turmoil, and the first love of the teenager is still like this.

Riding the "God of Destruction" leisurely through the streets and alleys, feeling the breeze, looking at the passers-by, the kindergarten children wearing yellow hats and obediently walking across the zebra crossing, listening to the sound of the tram tracks, especially seeing the multi-carriage full of people, the office workers were crowded and out of balance.

It's rare for a man to feel so comfortable because he's no longer one of them.

It's a pity that the endurance of 10AH is still too small for 40 kilometers, and the legal speed limit is not allowed to carry additional people, which is the most troublesome.

But as the saying goes, as long as you don't get discovered, it's not illegal, and if you get caught, you will Smian Marseille, bow and apologize.

"Zhuda, get out of the car."

Shaking his body vigorously, he reminded the person in the back seat who was dozing off in a daze hugging his waist that he could come down.

"I want to skip work......" Nian Shang's sister couldn't help but stretch.

She yawned earnestly, squinting at the light that had been cut through the leaves overhead.

I really don't want to go to the recording studio in the winter, but it's still comfortable in the bed.

"If you're in a daze, you'll be late." Chihara reminded her.

"Okay, okay, I can't go."

Zhuda Caimeow reluctantly jumped out of the back seat.

Chihara couldn't help but pout, why didn't this little girl learn to sit sideways in animated movies, she had to sit so across, she looked so humiliating when she got on and down, she had no image at all, she was not worthy of Mr. Chihara's handsome dress today, and it was really bad for this kind of sister to stand beside her.

I fell in vain when I rode a bicycle to practice last night.

But the moment the hands were let go just now, Mr. Chihara actually felt a sense of relief, and his waist was finally saved, and sure enough, his sister's strength value was significantly higher than his own.

"See you that night."

"Well, goodbye."

Waving at his sister and watching someone walk into the station, he didn't deflect his gaze until he was out of sight.

To be honest, I was a little nervous.

For Qianyuan, running around the set is commonplace, and it's no wonder.

But this time, the behind-the-scenes workers of their own voice actors, they actually want to be able to eat with their faces on the home court of Tokyo University, which is the first time in their lives.

The boy used the mobile phone screen as a mirror, looked left and right repeatedly, and sure enough, he was still beautiful.

Anyway, this time, you only need to stand next to the school gate with a smile on your face, and when the background board gives the opposite side a dismount, you will sit quietly and dignified when you enter the field, holding a book in your hand, pretending to be elegant, and winning by temperament.

It doesn't matter what book you hold in your hand, even if it's a golden bottle, you can fool around with the reasons of the four strange books.

Anyway, the other chatting and blowing links to show off their talents will be handed over to the conscientious little brother under the mountain, and he is only responsible for his beauty like a flower.

Why don't you learn "The Shawshank Redemption", dig up the book, and put your phone in it? I just came out of the King Kong Four Fools haven't had time to level up yet.

Buzz Buzz –

I didn't expect the call from my brother to come down.

It's really urgent, it's only what time it is, even if you have to take time to come over even if you are fighting on the other side.

"Hello?"

"Chihara-kun, where are you?"

It's the dean's voice, I should have borrowed the little brother's mobile phone, but the good time is ten o'clock, and it's not in a hurry now.

"Station."

Chihara, who straddled the bicycle, took a sip of the can of Coke that had just fallen out of the vending machine.

"Why don't you take a taxi, I'll reimburse the fare." The dean said kindly.

"It's not appropriate, is it?" When Chihara heard this, he said with some embarrassment.

"It's suitable, just come quickly, I usually don't see the foreign colonels showing off their power in the University, and the glory of the University is guard......ed by me."

"Yikes! Old horseman, you're damned......"

Where did this sound come from?

Chihara was stunned, "Hey? ”

Toot toot.

The phone hung up suddenly.

The last sentence did not have the temperament of a writer I had seen before, and there was a strange sound of hu, but unfortunately I couldn't hear it clearly, and I only felt very intense.

Something interesting seems to be happening on the other end of the phone.

Stuffing his phone with a flickering screen into his pocket, Chihara drank all the remaining Cokes in one gulp, and threw a precise and empty can into the trash.

Soon, after a short pause, the sound of the bicycle chain turning again.

After the crisp jingle of the bells, he continued to drive towards the endless sunny avenue.

It's time to have fun!