MTL - NEET Receives a Dating Sim Game Leveling System-Chapter 12 This world is not just looking at the face!

During the rest of the lunch break, Qingsi was transferred to the campus under the leadership of Meijia and Qianqiu.

Yuanhua Middle School covers a large area and is divided into a middle school and a high school. The two sides are basically separated except for some facilities.

"So, it is not easy to see a sweet and delicious junior high school girl, but if you ask me, I can tell you how to see them." Qian Qiu said with a smirk.

"Don't talk nonsense, what is the sweetness of the autumn..." Meijia smiled.

"It's very tempting, but I can't be treated as a metamorphosis now, let's delay it." Qing Si touched his chin.

"!? Qingwu you?"

"Oh, kidding."

Qingsi feels that compared with Meijia, it is more able to talk with the little devil temperament.

Uehara Megumi was caught between the bad-hearted friend and the otaku who gradually let go of the bondage.

When Meijia was teased by Qianqiu, Qingsi scanned the campus and suddenly saw a petite girl looking at this side.

The girl was wearing a junior high school uniform, short stature, slender limbs, delicate face and big eyes, a pair of scorpions are different colors, left green and right blue. What is equally impressive is that she has a pair of big cat ears on her head, which is quite cute and gently swaying.

She looked at Qingsi, and Qingsi looked at her.

Suddenly she ran up and ran into the shadow of the nearby tree quite agile, so she disappeared.

"Is it a girl in the first grade? That dress is really..." Qingsi is a bit curious.

The lunch break is just over.

In the afternoon, the last lesson was finished. A short yellow hair was turned upside down, and the face was sharp and pointed. It was like a boy in a certain fighting race of Cos.

"Everyone knows that at the end of this month, it is a school festival. We have to set the project to be done now."

When the boys spoke, Qingsi asked the classmates next to him and knew that this is the class leader of the class.

"I have collected some of my classmates' suggestions and are now on the blackboard. If there are other suggestions, they can be put together, and then everyone can filter and vote."

The Academy Festival, this is the classic bridge in everyday animation. Qingsi is very interested in this.

On the blackboard, the squad leader wrote the haunted house, the coffee shop, the dessert shop, the theme exhibition, the micro-camera and other items on the blackboard. No one is out of the imagination of the company, it is something more ordinary.

After all the items I wanted to get written, the whole class was discussed around what should be done, and the atmosphere was quite enthusiastic.

Just as the choice gradually concentrated and the atmosphere cooled, suddenly there was a clear voice.

"Yehara Jun, although you only transferred to school today, but should not remain silent at this time, tell everyone about your opinions?"

It is a big pool and a valley.

He grasped the words of the right moment and instantly focused everyone's attention on Qingsi.

Is this an assist or a provocation?

Qingsi looked at the "friend" and gave a slight smile.

"Also."

"After listening to everyone's discussion, I did have a little thought.

In the face of the whole class, he did not panic, organized ideas and words.

“The dessert shop is a good choice for me.”

“This is one of the projects that most people in the class agree with, and the opposing students mainly think that desserts are too troublesome to do, and equipment and materials are difficult to guarantee.”

"Exactly, I have a solution to this problem, because the place where I work is an excellent dessert shop, we can directly purchase goods directly there, just by giving the guests a finished product."

"The price can be discussed by me. I should be able to talk about some concessions. And simple desserts, we can still do it ourselves. It is more secure in both aspects."

“In addition, I also recommend a theme cos to this dessert shop, which is made into a cosplay dessert shop. The object of cos is the recent hot animation “Honey Candy Girl”.

"If necessary, I can also try to contact the copyright party of this animation, to the official authorization..."

Qingsi has very well organized his own ideas.

The entire classroom was silent for a while.

Worse, accidentally used the speech skills of former civil servants, it would not be too boring, right? Qingsi heart cold sweat.

Dachi and Gu sighed in the heart.

Excellent on-the-spot performance! Although it is difficult to see him at this level, it is still...

Uh... As a "friend", and Gu gave a round of applause for each other's wonderful speeches.

Soon the girls also raised their hands, and the boys had to applaud.

"I feel that the opinions of the students in the field are good." The class leader agreed to scan the whole class. "How about doing what he said? Cos Dessert Shop!"

The discussion in the class revived, the girls expressed strong approval, and the boys were forced to accept the enthusiasm of the girls.

This is mainly because the "Honey Gourmet" is indeed very popular in recent times, and has become a phenomenal work of Sakurajima. The reputation among young people is especially loud.

The mascot that was originally worn by Qingsi was a mascot in this animation.

The boss, Tian Hailixiang, is actually the relative of the original author, and even the original author has a part of the creative inspiration, which is derived from Tian Hailixiang!

Therefore, he has the confidence to negotiate with the original author through the boss, but as a temporary store for the campus festival, there is probably no need for this.

In the final class vote, the cosplay dessert shop was elected with overwhelming votes, and the five-year school festival was set.

"The meeting is over, the specific preparatory work division will be confirmed tomorrow, and now everyone can still go to the club activities." The squad leader finally said.

The students got up and walked out of the classroom in twos and threes. Meijia and Qianqiu came to Qingsi.

"Qing, are you going to work?"

"No. I want to see the club's club activities." Qingsi smiled. "Can you please take a tour guide again?"

The answer is of course.

Qingsi also wants to pull up with the valley, but this goods used the student union to give reasons to go away.

Well, anyway, there is still training in the future... Oh no, the opportunity to enhance your feelings.

Under the leadership of Meijia and Qianqiu, the three people first went to the tennis department, which is also the club where Meijia is located.

"The level of the tennis department in our school is relatively low, and we can't play the national competition... The daily atmosphere is mainly leisure." Meijia said with embarrassment, "I am also playing in the department."

"It is casual, but it is also the second strongest in the whole society. Now she is quite successful." Qian Qiu vented the other side.

"Yes... is not it, I am just... playing at my own pace!" Meijia slightly red face.

"The second strong, very powerful. Who is the first strong? Minister?" Qing Sidao.

Mei Jia nodded.

"The minister is the most powerful. I almost entered the national race this year."

The director of the tennis department is named Aizawa Hideo.

It is a middle-class handsome man with a light-green hair and a good-looking character. The biggest goal in his heart is not to enter the national competition next year, but to go to the best in the first grade of the department.

Therefore, after hearing the rumors that Meijia was being targeted by the school, he was very depressed for a while, but he was only depressed. He did not have the courage to fight with the schoolmaster.

But I don't know why, the schoolmaster was first taught by the student president, and then dropped out of school inexplicably.

Still have a chance! Aizawa thought so.

Being stared at by the school, the school girl must have been frightened. At this time, he actively took care of it and then grasped the opportunity to express his confession.

However, the situation is different from what he imagined. Meijia did not show any feelings of depression in the society, and his attitude towards him was even more alienated, so that he had a kind of feeling until the previous efforts were turned into nothing.

why?

Today, after seeing that Uehara Miyuki actually brought a handsome and dazzling boy, he understood.

Wilderness Qingwu, a new transfer student of five shifts a year, and a tenant friend who had a relationship with Meijia before the transfer.

All the girls in the tennis department present, after seeing this, their eyes are bright!

The boys, including Aizawa, felt a near-substantial oppression.

An emotion called the same enemy was raised for the first time among the male compatriots in the tennis department. At the time when Uehara Mika borrowed a tennis racket to give the goods, the two men went to the end of the test and reached the apex!

This is where the youth idol drama scene! ?

Almost all the female members took out their mobile phones and filmed the guy on the sidelines. They all looked like red ears. mb, this group of women always used their own way to take the shelf, but now they are collectively mad, doing hair! ! !

And Uehara, who is playing against him, is also the eyes, the little movements, the expression, it is not too flattering, the idiot can see her inner feelings!

This kind of performance, this beautiful school girl was not revealed in the community before, but now it is like not giving money, just the opposite of the one who is full of radiation...

All are Bichi!

Aizawa is full of indignation. He instantly sees the truth of the world and sees the cruelty of fate.

Do not!

He refused to admit and refused to accept it.

How about the super superior guy! ?

He wants to tell the guy the strength of the national competition, the world, not just looking at the face!

"The younger school brother, playing with the girls, there will always be some can not open." Azawa also came to the venue with a smile, "I see you move well, very talented, play with me, how ?"