tokyo soulful legend

Chapter 91 The Most Special

At nine o'clock in the evening, Beichuan's house, Beichuan Che's bedroom.

Kitagawa Che, who was sitting at his desk, stretched and closed his notepad. During this period of learning advanced music theory and music knowledge with Morishima Yukisa, he developed a new habit, which is to put everything in his daily life. What Shima Yukisha taught him was mainly based on personal insights and was presented in written form on paper.

From time to time, he would take out this notepad and look through it, which was considered to be taking 'reading notes' in a sense.

Hum, hum.

Suddenly, the phone he placed beside the desk vibrated, and the lock screen showed that Line had received a new message.

[You are going to perform on stage tomorrow, are you nervous? 】

The news was sent by Bai Yuan Shizhi. This frequent visitor to Class A of the first year of senior high school learned the news that he was going to perform on stage from other students in Class A early on, and even followed Kiriyama Taku and the others secretly. I watched a rehearsal between him and Yuki Morishima.

[A little bit, but not much. 】

After thinking about it, Beichuan Che replied with such a sentence.

On the other end of the line, wearing pajamas, a bath towel draped over her shoulders, and her hair still a little wet, Bai Yuan Shizhi looked at this reply, just smiled, tapped her finger on the screen, and quickly replied a message.

【Hey, I'm very confident. 】

[After rehearsing for so long, isn't it too late to say something with no confidence at this time? 】

【That's right, right now it's the point where the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. 】

Just as Kitagawa Che was thinking about how to reply, the words 'The other party is typing' appeared on the chat interface bar.

After thinking about it, he waited for the senior sister's next words.

About three and one-third of a minute later, a line of text was reflected in his eyes.

[Did Sister Rina arrange a flower presentation for you in this performance? 】

Flowers?

Bei Chuan Che was stunned for half a second, and then showed a smile.

Most of the stage performances in the school have arranged flower presentation sessions, which is the same as always seeing lions from XXX's eyes, and the main feature is a classic feature that must be tasted.

As a viewer, Che Beichuan likes to hear about this process, just like watching someone else’s birthday in Haidilao, being happy is really happy.

But as a participant, he has a somewhat delicate mood towards such a session.

[I mentioned it, but it was rejected by Morishima Yukisa, she thought it was too exaggerated. 】

Kitagawa Che gave the answer.

【can you?I think it's pretty good. 】

Bai Yuan Shizhi picked up the bath towel, wiped the wet hair, and made up the picture with great interest. The more she imagined, the brighter her smile became.

She was looking forward to seeing Kitagawa Che holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands and singing the song "First Love" on the stage.

【It is true? 】

【real. 】

[It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, right? 】

【Aha(#^.^#)】

Watching such a conversation, even through the phone screen, Bei Chuan Che could imagine the expression on the face of Bai Yuan Shizhi on the other end, definitely smiling quite presumptuously.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and replied.

[If I were a viewer, I would think so too. 】

[But what if the person presenting flowers on stage is a well-known beautiful girl in the grade? 】

Bai Yuan Shizhi changed the topic.

【This is another matter. 】

Anyway, it was just chatting, Beichuan Che didn't think too much, and added another sentence out of temper.

[The vanity has already exploded. 】

Seeing such a line of words, Bai Yuan Shizhi just smiled.

She thought about it, and continued along the topic.

[Then let's add another prerequisite. At this time, you are no longer a performer, but an audience in the audience. What do you think? 】

After typing such a line of words, Bai Yuan Shizhi's beautiful eyes flashed with anticipation.

She was curious about how Kitagawa Che would answer.

[Stop talking, my teeth are already broken. 】

Bei Chuan Che typed out this line quite cooperatively.

He originally wanted to reply, Zhuo, you **** (Tibetan words) is really damned, woo woo woo (crying voice), it’s worse than killing me, but after hesitating again and again, he still suppressed the idea, this The art of language is still too forward for this era.

[Knowing that you are not nervous makes me feel relieved. (Cat head emoticon package)]

【Thank you for your concern. 】

[You're welcome, it's time for me to rest, let's go here first today, good night. 】

【Good night. 】

After seeing Bai Yuan Shizhi's face dimmed, Bei Chuan Che turned off his cell phone, and was about to turn off the lamp on the table when there was a knock on the door as promised.

Outside the door, Beiyuan Linyin's voice sounded.

"Ache, did you rest? I cut some fruit."

"Not yet, please come in."

Click.

With the sound of the door being pushed open, Beiyuan Rinyin walked in wearing light green pajamas and carrying a fruit plate.

After placing the fruit plate in front of Beichuan Che, the girl took advantage of the situation and sat down on the chair nearby.

"Can we chat?"

She raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Of course." Kitagawa Che nodded, "Want to talk about something."

"Tomorrow's concert, I remember our class's program is the fourth one." Beiyuan Linyin paused, and her slightly cold voice softened, "Are you ready?"

"Which aspect are you talking about?"

Beichuan Che looked at Beiyuan Linyin.

Under the double radiance of the desk lamp and the main lamp above the head, that pretty face inexplicably became a little more three-dimensional.

"Clothes, mood, and your state."

Beiyuan Linyin snapped her fingers and asked one by one.

As for the specific details of the rehearsal, she didn't ask much. After all, she had seen it with her own eyes and heard it with her own ears.

Although I was very reluctant to admit it in my heart, in terms of the tacit understanding in cooperation alone, Beichuan Che and Morishima Yusha could indeed be considered a strong alliance.Obviously, it has only been eleven days since the two of them rehearsed until they are approaching the performance, but the feeling of mutual understanding makes people feel inexplicably as if they have been partners for a long time.

It's just that the more she thinks about this, the more impetuous she becomes.

"As for the clothes, they are already prepared. Didn't Miao iron them for me last night?"

Mentioning this, the expression on Bei Chuan Che's face became more subtle. He had already taken his clothes to his bedroom to iron them yesterday, but in the end he was still caught by Miao Ejima. The girl said nothing. Asking him to do it, there is only one meaning conveyed in the words - this kind of thing should be left to the servants.

The two stared at each other for half a minute, and in the end, it was his defeat that marked the end.

"Where are the cuff pins?"

"It's also ready, just put it there." Beichuan Che raised his eyebrows, and motioned Beiyuan Linyin to look at the small box on the bookcase next to the desk, "It's in the box."

"That's good." Beiyuan Linyin nodded, "How's your mood? Have you adjusted it? Are you nervous or relaxed?"

"Half and half." Kitagawa Che paused for a moment, "A little nervous, but not particularly nervous. In the end, this is just a school performance."

"Are you so free and easy? Master Beichuan~"

Hearing this, Beiyuan Linyin raised her eyebrows sideways, showed a smile, and teased him.

"It's mainly because of a big heart, and it has nothing to do with being free and easy."

Beichuan Che just smiled and replied.

"In terms of status..." Beiyuan Linyin smiled, and she was not going to ask any more questions. The Beichuan Che in front of her was obviously much more powerful than she imagined. In terms of self-regulation ability, he was already better than her. Much stronger, "I won't ask anymore. After eating the fruit, remember to have a good rest at night."

"Ah."

Bei Chuan Che nodded, he originally planned to do so.

"But..." Beiyuan Linyin stood up, with a gentle look on her face, but her voice became much lower unconsciously, "No matter what the final result of tomorrow's concert is, in my heart, your show is the most special."

After the words fell, Bei Chuan Che didn't have a chance to answer, the eldest lady of the Beiyuan family immediately turned her head, avoiding the former's gaze, and left the room as if fleeing.

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