My sister can't be Ying Li Li

This sentence is what motivates Hanabi to learn. No matter what, you can't embarrass your sister.

You are indeed my best friend, Hanabi-kun! A boy patted Hanabi on the shoulder. He wears a pair of big round glasses and has an ordinary appearance.

Hanabi said angrily: Lunya, if you devote half of your energy to studying, you can be like me.

Impossible, my time is very precious. Animations, games, novels...many new works recently released are waiting for me to review.

That's right, Hanabi's best friend is a serious otaku named Toruya Aki.

Until he walked into the teaching building to change his shoes, Lun was chattering in his ears about the excitement of yesterday's animation. As Hanabi was busy with her part-time job, she didn't have time to watch it, so she was spoiled by crazy spoilers. Fortunately, he is not a spoiler of the Death Star.

When I opened the shoe cabinet, a lot of love letters came out. Hanabi took it for granted and took out the convenience bag and put all the envelopes in it. He didn't have time to read each envelope, and it would be too hurtful to just throw it away, so he had to take it home. For some reason, Eri likes to confiscate love letters.

My dear friend, you will be burned to death if you charge now. You must hold on and don't go astray! The second dimension is beautiful. A great man once said that reality is just a scumbag!

Hanabi complained: The great man you are talking about is the male protagonist of an animation. His reality is the two-dimensional thing you call him.

Uh, this... Lun was speechless.

The corners of Hanabi's mouth raised slightly.

At this moment, I am in the second dimension.

The author has something to say:

Delete the account and try again. This time I am afraid it will be the initial favorability of the hard mode.

Chapter 002 School Abolition Crisis

In Grade 2 Class B, there are only two or three students in the classroom. Hanabi sat in the last row by the window, packing her things while listening to Renya talk excitedly about the holidays.

Hanabi summarized it: So, you met a beautiful girl whose hat happened to be blown off by the wind, so you stopped your bicycle to help her chase her. You fell in love with that girl at first sight, but you didn't even ask her name?

It wasn't love at first sight, I met destiny! I had the urge to make a game with this girl as the protagonist.

I mean, your way of expressing feelings is so fresh and refined.

Lun Ye pressed down on the table excitedly, and the loud sound attracted the attention of the surrounding students. When they saw the notorious dead man haunting the popular school darling, they couldn't help but shake their heads. In the first grade, Lun Ye did something that caused a sensation in the school. He fought for an animation screening during the school anniversary and argued with the dean. At the mention of his name, classmates either laughed or were disgusted, and the ratio of enemies to friends was about six to four. For Hanabi, it's probably 1 to 9. He is a good old guy who can't offend anyone.

My best friend, help me. Lun Ye showed a sincere expression, I know that you have been a flirtatious man since junior high school, changing your girlfriend every week. In order to play the game well, your love experience is essential!

Hanabi's expression collapsed and she said, Suddenly I really want to say no.

And you work part-time as a pianist every day, so it will be great if you do the music!

This reason is acceptable.

Hanabi thought for a while and realized that she could almost finish the things at hand recently, so she relaxed: If it doesn't take up too much time.

A girl with long straight blue hair knocked on the table and said stiffly: Don't forget...the opening ceremony.

Sonoda Umi is their monitor. Throughout the first grade, she kept her classmates at arm's length with her serious and rigid style. If nothing else, the second grade will continue. Hanabi vaguely remembered her name clenched on the back of the report card. This was probably the reason why the beautiful girl squad leader was so jealous of him.

It’s hard to imagine that this quiet and shy girl will become an idol in the near future.

I understand, thank you. Hanabi showed a refreshing smile.

Sonoda ran away as if he had seen a savage beast. Hanabi saw the worry in her eyebrows and worried that he would be led astray by An Yilun and would no longer be interested in learning. How could she know that these two boys had the same chemistry.

Hanabi listened to Tonya's teachings with relish, just like her previous life.

The second dimension does not necessarily make people feel discouraged by playing with things. Sometimes it has positive energy that is inspiring.

Hanabi reminded: Making a game, even a text adventure game, requires a lot of work. Script, art, CV, soundtrack... I can barely leave this to me. And the student union...

Hanabi paused, thinking of her sister's cold demeanor, and continued: It takes more than five people to agree to create a club. Can you recruit enough people?

Eh? Your sister is the president, can't you be accommodating?

No need to talk!

Hanabi stood up and glanced past the window. Downstairs, a girl with blond twintails forced a smile in the crowd, and another senior with long black hair passed by.

After more than ten years, I still haven’t forgotten the anime I watched. I've really turned into a freak.

There are not many students in Otonogizaka, and the auditorium can fully accommodate them. Hanabi and Ren also stood in the second-year position. On the first day of high school, everyone is very excited, or they are still reminiscing about the lazy vacation. Hanabi saw the newly admitted junior students, but the number was pitifully small.

Only one class per grade?

Hanabi's heart sank and she had a bad feeling.

This premonition soon became reality.

Chairman Minami Hiwako was the first to speak, with a serious tone: ...Because the student source is not ideal, the board of directors passed a resolution to abolish the school. There may not be any external enrollment in the future.

The whole place was silent.

Minami Kazuko forced a smile and said: We will minimize the impact. I hope everyone will cherish the remaining time and spend a wonderful high school life safely.

The day finally came.

In order to save the school, nine people stood up and chose to become idols. This is how Muse was founded.

Hanabi secretly clenched her fists. Is he nervous? No, it's excitement. He had waited for sixteen years to witness their miracle with his own eyes! No one noticed that there was a young man in the huge crowd who behaved differently from ordinary people.

There was an uproar all around.

The chairman exited.

Ayase Eri walked onto the podium with an imposing pace, neither fast nor slow. The student council president has been accumulating power for a long time, and the audience suddenly became quiet. The iceberg beauty's golden single ponytail gradually stopped, and she calmed down. Her voice was as pleasant as the clear stream of the mountain stream.

The world won't change just by saying nice things.

Previously, Eri proposed to the chairman that it be run by the student union, but was opposed. She thought that the campus that everyone loves cannot fall here.

Eri met countless pairs of hopeful eyes, put down the manuscript, and said loudly: I declare that the student union will support you in actively carrying out club activities. Even if you can only change a little bit to make our school more famous, maybe we can lift the abolition The school is in crisis. If the school has no solution, let the students be their own masters!

These words were like a bombshell, dropped into the peaceful campus of Otonogizaka. Rebellion violated Japan's strict hierarchical relations. Ayase Eri will be under pressure from many sides. How far can the student union and major societies she leads go?

Minami Kazuko murmured to herself in the background: Eri...

President! The students were so excited that their eyes filled with tears.

Ayase Eri kept a faint smile throughout the whole process, her eyes swept across the audience but did not find any familiar figure.

The story was different from the beginning.

Hanabi thought: What a courageous student council president, she deserves to be my sister.

After the opening ceremony, the day's classes officially began. In every class, Hanabi crouched at her desk and wrote furiously, not listening to the class at all. I have read many classic light novels in my previous life, and even ordered original Japanese versions by mail from overseas. Writing vertically from right to left continued the ancient Chinese habit, and Hanabi was not used to reading at first. I'm used to writing now.