Chapter 748: Qing Ze: Fate has to be created by oneself
At the end of the game, the sports festival has not yet come to an end, and there are still some tedious processes to be carried out.
For example, awards.
The white team won the championship of the sports festival, naturally they couldn't have nothing, and the principal specially customized a gold medal for the sports festival.
The inside is copper, and the outside is a golden metal coating, which is not expensive.
But Qiu Yue Caiyu still cautiously picked up the gold medal and hung it around his neck, his wheat-colored cheeks full of excitement.
Those big eyes swept downward, looking for family, friends, and Qing Ze's whereabouts.
It's just that in the midst of the swarming blessings, the students of the white team are like the morning mist drowning the autumn moon and colorful feathers, so that she can't watch Qing Ze's whereabouts.
She was a little lost, and quickly got rid of it, believing that Qing Ze, who was out of sight, must be happy for herself.
Outside the crowd, Qing Ze said with a smile on his face: "Caiyu is awesome, I have to praise her when I go back." β
"Yes, I really didn't expect that it was Caiyu who won the championship of this competition."
Chiyo Morimoto also sighed, happy for Caiyu, and rolled his eyes again: "You lost." β
Qing Ze glared and said, "I have won so many times. β
"Losing is losing, don't give yourself those lame excuses."
Chiyo Morimoto flicked his forehead with his fingers, but did not leave the school immediately.
The opening ceremony is indispensable, and the closing ceremony is also indispensable.
Many parents also have the same idea, perhaps in the eyes of the students, the principal's speech is very boring, but it is also a memory of youth.
Every time I watched the principal give a speech, I was able to make Chiyo Morimoto think back to her high school life.
At that time, she was also standing in the audience, feeling that the principal's speech was boring.
It's still so boring, but in this boredom, mixed with the filter of youth in the past, it adds a touch of fun.
With her hands on her chest, she leaned against the walls of the auditorium and watched the students sit in their chairs.
Finally, after the principal's manuscript was read, in the tide of applause, this year's Guanghui High School Sports Festival officially came to an end.
This is true for parents.
The rest of the day is a carnival party for the students.
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According to the custom of Koei High School, after the sports festival is held, there will be a night festival.
There is no room for parents to participate, and students can stay or go home, all of which is up to their own devices.
The bonfire is prepared by the members of the student council, and those who want to dance around it must start smoking a dance partner at this time.
Whoever draws it will be the dance partner of the night before.
Because the principal particularly advocates Western-style democracy and freedom, he will not deliberately engage in any male and female matching, and it is really random, there may be men and women.
This caused the boys in the draw to become very nervous, and from time to time someone on the fringe broke out their numbers, hoping that the person who responded to their numbers was a girl.
Boys don't want to dance with another boy on an important occasion full of youthful memories, accompanied by soft music.
"66, who's 66?" "78, is there a 78?" "I'm 34!"
Qing Ze swept around, some excited, others depressed, as if a big change had happened to their home.
He looked at Mei Ji of the Phoenix Courtyard in front of him, and there were three people in the middle, so he shouldn't be so back.
Aozawa didn't want to dance with boys.
Mei Ji of Phoenix Temple stepped forward and pulled out a note at random, without reading the number on it.
Aosawa activated the ability to pause time, and the gray-white filter shrouded the world, and he stepped forward and used perspective to view the number of the note of Phoenix Temple Mihime was 41.
He retreated to his original position, and the pause was lifted.
After passing through the three of them, he stood in front of the lottery box and activated the perspective so that he could see through the box and see the notes inside.
The right hand reached into it, and it kept tumbling, turning from the number to 41.
He pulled out, pretending not to know who it was, and shouted, "41." β
Phoenix Courtyard Meiji's eyes lit up and replied, "I'm 41." β
This sound instantly made many boys turn their envious eyes to Qing Ze.
He stepped forward and said with a look of surprise on his face: "What a coincidence. β
"yes."
Phoenix Yuan Mei Ji nodded, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and from these people, she and Qing Ze, who she knew, drew a number.
Perhaps, this is fate.
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The wooden frame is erected.
As night falls, the student council president lights a bonfire.
Bright firelight illuminates the surroundings.
Accompanied by soft music on the school radio, the students began to dance around the campfire.
The dance is so simple that even those who can't dance are guaranteed to jump along.
Kyoichiro Furuzawa did not participate in the dance, he sat in the radio room and guaranteed that the music was playing.
After being busy for so long, in this last moment, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and enjoy his free time.
In addition to him, there are also some students who choose not to participate in dancing, and stroll around the campus at night and chat with their girlfriends, which is also comfortable.
There are also people who like to be lively, so they have to be around the campfire, three circles inside and three circles outside.
Everyone danced around.
The shadows cast on the ground are all in pairs.
Through the window of the broadcasting room, Kyoichiro Furuzawa watched this scene, and suddenly felt that his previous efforts were worth it.
Without the careful arrangement of the student council, it would not be possible to have such a view in front of you.
There was a clicking sound, the door of the radio room was pushed open, Kyoichiro Furusawa turned around, and found that it was a girl with long black hair who stepped forward, holding a drink in her hand and saying, "It's hard work." β
As she spoke, the girl tossed the orange juice forward.
Kyoichiro Furusawa caught it, and a flash of surprise flashed on his face: "Maha, why didn't you participate in the dance?" β
"It's too lonely to be alone in the radio studio at the annual sports festival."
Nomura Manami complained, and said with a smile: "This year, I will show mercy and accompany you to dance in the radio room." β
"No, I'm too tired to move right now."
Kyoichiro Furusawa decisively refused.
After so many days of preparing for the sports festival, he rarely had leisure time, so he didn't want to dance, he just wanted to sit on a stool and be a statue that didn't need to move.
The smile on Nomura Maha's face froze, and an inexplicable anger rose, and he glared: "Bastard, don't be ignorant, give you three seconds, hurry up for me!" β
"You're too domineering."
Kyoichiro Furusawa was helpless and had to stand up.
Nomura Manami stretched out his right hand and said, "Come on." β
Kyoichiro Furusawa held Nomura Maha's hand, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered that the last time he shook hands, "Masa, your hand has really gotten a lot bigger." β
"Don't say it in the tone that I seem to be a big-handed monster, it's just a normal size."
Nomura Manami complained, and under the rhythm of light music, he slowly danced.
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By the campfire, the fire is bright.
In the innermost circle, Mei Ji of Phoenix Courtyard looked sideways at Qing Ze who was standing on the left, and complained: "It's the first time I've danced such a simple dance."
Rather, is this a dance?
I feel like I'm just holding your hand and going around in circles here. β
"Don't be so demanding, everyone is not a professional dancer.
You should be glad to see Tetsuji, he got to dance with Peter. β
Aozawa's complaint made Phoenix Temple Mihime look at the crowd and see Tetsuji Hojo with a face full of tears to cry.
Mihime of Phoenix Temple could understand his feelings, who made Sayuri Yoshikawa stand there holding hands with Mikio Terao, dancing around the campfire.
After another sweep, Meihime of Phoenix Temple saw Autumn Moon Caiyu again, and she and Hojo Shinoko formed a team.
Autumn Moon Caiyu was jumping and talking happily there.
Looking at her eyebrows fluttering on her expression, you know that she is telling the joy of winning the championship in this competition.
Phoenix Courtyard Meiji had to admire that person, the joy of winning the championship was so long.
She continued to scan the crowd, but found no sign of the squad leader, who should not have participated in the dance tonight.
Nomura Masa's absence also made her a little strange, and that one should like to be lively the most.
"Mei Ji, when you dance, you have to concentrate."
Qing Ze said a word in her ear coldly, like a warm wind blowing into her ears, all the way to her brain, making her nerves tense.
"Youβdon't suddenly come so close to talk."
Her fair cheeks suddenly turned a little red.
Her eyes were round, revealing a hint of coquettishness.
Qing Ze gently drew a circle between her palms, and said slowly: "Mei Ji, when you were at noon, you were very bold and did that kind of thing to me.
Now I'm just saying that you don't need to be so nervous. β
Talking about the events of noon, Mei Ji's heart beat suddenly, and her cheeks became even redder, as sweet as a peeled red dragon fruit.
"What I want to do to you, that's my right, but you don't have the right to do anything to me."
"Okay, whoever made you the queen, I'm just a pawn, I can play with it as much as you want."
"Hehe, you're not ashamed at all, big carrot."
Phoenix Courtyard Mei Ji couldn't help but complain.
Qing Ze held her hand and emphasized solemnly: "Mei Ji, I call this responsible.
Whether it's Chiyo, or Saiyu or you, I won't give up, and I'll definitely be able to give you happiness. β
"Hehe, is it just the three of us?"
Phoenix Courtyard Mei Ji glanced at him and said, "You don't have any thoughts about the class leader and that lovely schoolgirl?" β
"They and I are still friends."
Qing Ze could only give such an answer.
Phoenix Temple Mei Ji also heard the meaning of his words, now they are just friends, it does not mean that they will not develop into that kind of relationship in the future.
With the kind of character of the squad leader, nine times out of ten, he will not refuse.
It's hard to say that the younger sister is hard.
has the lessons of the squad leader, and Meiji of the Phoenix Courtyard does not dare to judge people casually.
A girl who looks honest on the outside is not necessarily honest in her bones.
Maybe underneath the well-behaved appearance, there is the heart of a fierce beast.
Phoenix Courtyard Miki turned those thoughts and suppressed them all, she didn't want to think about those things in the future.
At least for the moment, these hands are held by her.
Phoenix Yuan Mei Ji clenched Qing Ze's hand, her heart gained a trace of peace, and the ground was a pair of shadows.
Simple dances become pleasing to the eye at this moment.
(End of chapter)