The same table is actually my sick reader

Chapter 69 69. One more chapter, it's my apology for complaining

'Fuck, what am I doing? ! '

Kurose Izumi, who left the music classroom, trotted down the corridor in a hurry, feeling depressed.

You've already pierced that layer of window paper, why did you immediately get scared when you heard the bell for class?
Doesn't this make Shiraishi Qianrei even more troubled and embarrassed? !

Don't give up halfway, why are you so cowardly? !

Just like that, Kurose Izumi, who was full of depression, returned to the classroom, met the strange eyes of everyone in the class, and sat down on his seat.

After a while, Shiraishi Qianlian also walked in slowly from the door of the classroom, her face had returned to normal.

After she sat down, Kurose Izumi could only glance over in embarrassment, looking at the white clouds drifting outside the window, and the brilliant cherry trees blooming in the school yard.

During the whole class, the two of them didn't exchange a word, and they didn't even meet eyes!

However, no matter how you dodge it, it is useless.

When get out of class was over and school was over, people in the class left one after another, but Kurose Izumi still pretended to be stupid and sat in a daze, showing no intention of getting up.

He didn't know what expression to use to face Shiraishi Qianrei, and he didn't know what to say in order to fool what happened just now.

Shiraishi Qianrei looked at him with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "Kurose, let's go to the club together."

Hearing this, Kurose Izumi trembled slightly——scared by Shiraishi Qianrei's sudden opening.

Afterwards, he nodded slightly, picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom with Chirei Shiraishi.

On the way to the club building, both of them seemed to avoid what happened in the music classroom.

This made Kurose Izumi a little lucky, but also a little disappointed.

As for Baishi Qianlian, she didn't want to be in a hurry, anyway, she had a lot of time and opportunities to bring it up again.

They have already lived together. Isn't it just a matter of talking about dating?

Walking through the overhead corridor, the two went up to the fifth floor and came to the classroom with the words "Department of Motion Research".

Inariyuki had already carried her schoolbag, and stood at the door in a daze, looking down at her toes.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor, she looked up suddenly like a rabbit, her eyes lit up.

"Senior Kurose, Shiraishi! Hehe, you are finally here."

"Ah."

The two nodded slightly as a greeting.

Afterwards, Shiraishi Qianrei took out the key, unlocked the door, and pushed it open.

At this moment, the Department of Dynamics and Research has become much cleaner and neater after the lunch break.

"Then let's start setting up."

Under the command of Qianrei Shiraishi, the three arranged furniture such as tables, chairs, bookshelves, and cabinets in an orderly manner.

This activity room is quite large, and the layout is about 1.5m long and 1m wide. A birch table is placed by the window, and four chairs are placed on both sides in turn.

The bookshelves and cabinets are placed next to the wall on the other side.

The cupboard will be used to put tea sets in the future.

Tea tasting is also one of the community activities.

There are other remaining tables and chairs placed in the corner on the other side for backup.

……

After placing the tables, chairs, bookshelves, cabinets and other things, it was already [-]:[-].

In the final finishing work, the three of them took mops, brooms, and rags and divided the labor to clean the department room to make it look brand new.

After finishing everything, Kurose Izumi stretched out his sleeve, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the indoor scene with satisfaction.

"Go back tonight and buy a... two laptops and put them here?"

To make a game, a computer is definitely essential.

But one is not enough, because they need one to write the script, and one to write the script.

As a painter, Inariyuki doesn't use a computer, but uses a fingerboard to draw.

"Well, that's it." Shiraishi Qianlian nodded, and then looked up at the sky that should have been bright outside the window, and it became dusk, "It's getting late, let's disband today."

"Okay, Minister!" Inariyuki responded cheerfully.

Kurose Izumi glanced at her and found that she didn't seem too tired, so he couldn't help but feel strange.

Obviously, as a boy, he feels exhausted at the moment, but a petite and cute junior like Inariyuki is actually so energetic!

'It shouldn't be me, right? '

Kurose Izumi murmured in his heart, picked up his schoolbag, and left with the other two.

At the shoe cabinet in the teaching building, the three divided into two teams and waved goodbye.

"It's really hard today." Kurose Izumi opened the shoe cabinet, took out the indoor shoes and put them on again, and sighed aloud at the same time.

"Let me cook tonight, Kurose, you are so tired, you should take a good rest." Shiraishi Chirei said softly, and took out indoor shoes from the love letter in the closet and put on them.

She ignored those love letters and didn't bother to deal with them.

Because even if you take it all away, it will still be full the next day, which is annoying.

Izumi Kurose glanced at the situation of Shiraishi Qianrei's shoe cabinet, and said with a smile, "You are really welcome."

This sentence does not have any special meaning, it is just pure emotion.

But this just happened to give Shiraishi Qianrei a chance.

Facing the twilight coming in from outside the building, she turned her head sideways, her hair hanging down in countless strands, dyed a little dark yellow.

"It's enough for me to be welcomed by you alone."

Chirei Shiraishi raised a smile that was the softest and most touching to Izumi Kurose so far.

Seeing this smile, Kurose Izumi hurriedly lowered his head, turned around, pursed his thin lips, his heart was beating violently.

'This, is this a confession? ! '

Thinking of this possibility, he couldn't help blushing and heartbeat, his mind was in a mess.

"Hmph...you have a nice expression." Baishi Qianlian chuckled, and spoke the second half of the sentence in an extremely low voice, almost lip-smacking.

She felt that it would be good to whet Kurose Izumi's appetite and keep with him for a while longer.

In this way, you can see more of his cute expressions when he is panicked, heartbroken, and cranky.

"B-I'm going back, Shiraishi."

"Well, go back."

After changing their shoes, the two walked out of the school one after the other, and strolled on the cherry blossom ramp where the cherry blossoms were falling.

Kurose Izumi has always been at the forefront - because he dare not look at Chirei Shiraishi.

Knowing that he was embarrassed, Shiraishi Qianren followed behind him with a smile on her lips, keeping a step away.

This step is just like their relationship, as long as one party intends to get closer, they will definitely be able to get together again.

It doesn't matter whether Shiraishi Chirei takes the initiative or Kurose Izumi.

As long as Kurose Izumi turns his head, he can see that Shiraishi Chirei is always within reach behind him.

When he stretched out his hand, he could touch her and possess her.

Unfortunately, the confession in the music classroom took up all of Kurose Izumi's courage.

Even if he already knew that Baishi Qianlian should not refuse his confession, it would be difficult to say it again.

Thinking about it carefully, that kind of atmosphere made it easy to confess, it seems a little too frivolous, right?

Therefore, Kurose Izumi thought, don't rush for a while, get along slowly for a while, and then find a suitable time to confess, and get together logically.

Now they are not in a hurry, because as soon as they open their eyes and turn their heads, they can see the other side within reach.

This kind of relationship and distance is the best, most comfortable and exciting.

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I've been quite tired of writing recently.

The author himself is not full-time, and the reality also has a life.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, there are many things to do. I only sleep about six hours a day, and I am busy the rest of the time. My mental state has always been poor and depressed.

I squeezed out the time for writing novels. I stayed up in the middle of the night every day and wrote all night, and I didn’t go to bed until seven in the morning.

Everyone in the book club knows this, I'm always online in the middle of the night.

To be honest, when I woke up today, I saw that the male lead was too hypocritical, not bright, too useless, too childish...

A little broken defense.

In the past, I would explain one by one in the comments, explaining the reason and logic of why I wrote like this.

Now, I'm too lazy and I don't have the time.

If you can read it, just read it. If you can’t read it, just remove it from the bookshelf, and it doesn’t matter.

Quite tired.

I currently have 20 chapters of manuscripts saved, and I still type every day, just want to save manuscripts and fulfill my promise to publish explosive updates.

I don't want to break my promise, but when I woke up, I was dizzy and saw that the male lead's performance was not good. My desire to create has dropped a lot.

I'm not a great master, I'm just an ordinary lv1, cute new writer on the street, it's normal that my writing is not as good as you like.

We can only make progress slowly, maybe there is no progress.

The chapters I write now are all free, so it’s not too much to say that I’m generating electricity for love, right?
Even if it is on the shelves, the results are not good.Because of being reported all the time, I was exhausted mentally and physically.

I didn't earn any money, and half of my life was lost, which is a bit ridiculous when I think about it.

What I said above is my hypocrisy.

Those comments are actually nothing. For an author, it is normal to receive them.

I hope you don't mind, I just wanted to say it because I do feel tired.

The book continues to be written, regardless of grades.

So be it.

Sorry.

Exude negativity.

　Chinese New Year is not necessarily happy, and I am not a child anymore.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)