The next morning, the cultural festival of beige high school finally opened.


    Journalists have been waiting for this moment for a long time. The Cultural Festival is open to the outside world, which is a tradition.


    In fact, the Cultural Festival is equivalent to an invisible enrollment advertisement.


    High schools in Japan, like universities, are recruited separately. If students from other junior high schools come to participate in Beigao Culture Festival and have the idea of "this school is good", there are likely to be more students coming to apply for the examination in the coming year.


    In the future, in order to attract students, Japanese high schools will change their school uniforms, especially girls'' school uniforms, to attract girls - boys don''t need to attract them. When their goddess comes, they will naturally quietly apply for the exam.


    However, it is still the Showa era, and Japanese schools are still proud of their grades - specifically, deviation values.


    School uniforms are relatively conservative at this time.


    After the reporters rushed into the campus, most of them went straight to the teaching building to grab the news in Tongsheng and Ma''s class.


    The remaining few gave up grabbing big news and caught beautiful girls on campus for interviews.


    RI Nanli cuisine is one of them.


    The RI Nan Li food wearing the armband of the student union was blocked on the playground by several reporters, frowning and saying unhappily, "I''m the student president. I still have a lot of work to do. Don''t bother me and get out!"


    How can journalists eat this set? They all want to make big news. Some people have written down the words "there seems to be something hidden about this girl''s extremely bad attitude towards us" in the interview shorthand book.


    The boys from the executive department of the student union came to the rescue site and formed a human wall like the star bodyguards to rescue the Japanese cuisine from the entanglement of reporters.


    Because the battle of the reporters was too big, the foreign school students who really came to visit Beige Culture Festival watched outside the school gate, not sure whether they should come in or not.


    Then a small number of reporters who stayed outside the school began to look for material among these real visitors.


    "Do you know Tong Sheng and ma?"


    "The Ninja descendant? I came to see him today! "


    Such dialogues are constantly staged outside the gate of beige University.


    The situation in Tongsheng and Ma''s class was even worse. A pile of reporters piled outside the classroom, with long guns and short guns aimed at the classroom.


    "Tongsheng! Tongsheng! Why is nantiao baonaimi the closest to you now? Is she your girlfriend? "


    He ma didn''t want to talk to these reporters, but he ma couldn''t help looking at him more.


    "We''re rehearsing the content of the martial arts performance later. She wants to play with me. Of course, she should be close." And Ma explained.


    As a result, the reporters'' mood of asking questions was even higher: "Tongsheng classmate, Tongsheng classmate! Do you choose your partner according to the size of your chest? Then why did the student president RI Nan not be selected? "


    "Tongsheng, Tongsheng! What do you mean by martial arts? Are you going to perform ninja? "


    "Tongsheng, Tongsheng..."


    At the moment, he ma really thinks these reporters are really annoying. He''s going to angry.


    At this time, taking advantage of his short stature, Okada Xingli crowded into the classroom and looked at the reporters complaining. Then he stuffed the copy in his hand into the other people in the classroom: "here is your line card. Now you don''t have to worry about forgetting your words. Look at it generously. Anyway, everyone''s attention will be on the two people who practice martial arts. "


    A reporter outside asked loudly, "are you going to perform a play? Do men and women kiss? "


    Okada Xingli stared at the reporters with great momentum: "there won''t be any! I hate that kind of rubbish screenwriter who goes down the third way. "


    The mushroom head girl has an amazing momentum in the things she likes.


    It is worthy of being a person who dares to challenge eggs at the Cultural Festival selection class meeting.


    And the horse looked at nantiao, who wanted to encourage Okada to kiss, and the latter spit out his tongue.


    At this time, nantiao has changed today''s costumes, and his posture is unusually heroic, so the action of sticking out his tongue highlights a contrast.


    Okada Xingli directly turned to he Ma: "Tong Shengjun, these people are blocking the door of our class. Those who are interested in later can''t come to see our martial arts. You can think of some ways."


    "What can I do?" "Those who have IQ said by Fang Chun of the weekly magazine know that it is nonsense. These reporters know that it is a fabricated report and come to interview, just pretending to be confused.


    "There is a proverb that says you can never wake a person who pretends to sleep."


    After talking to Ma, I found that my words had been recorded by reporters, and 80% would appear in the media they served.


    In other words, what you say to Ma will become part of the reporters'' report.


    This reminds him of the classic line in the Hong Kong Police and bandit film: you have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become evidence in court.


    Now every word you say to Ma will become part of the press release.


    I''m afraid tomorrow''s headlines are "Tongsheng and Ma denounce Fang Chun", followed by a sensational curse.


    He ma doesn''t know what words these reporters can think of. These people use words to catch their eyes, but they are professional.


    He looked at nantiao and said, "let''s continue with our lines."


    At this time, a reporter asked, "Tong Shengjun, what kind of story is your play this time? Look at miss nantiao''s clothes. It should be a matter of the Taisho Era? "


    And Ma couldn''t help looking more at nantiao''s clothes. Although the clothes were changed according to the clothes style of the newly selected group, the difference between the clothes of the Taisho Era and the end of the curtain was really not great, and it was normal for non professionals to look out.


    At this time, Okada Xingli said, "I''m the screenwriter of this story. I''ll tell you."


    When she spoke, the reporters turned to her. Then, because it was morning and the lighting in the classroom was insufficient, the reporters used flash lights. For a moment, Okada Xingli was squinted.


    The girl was finally timid in the face of long guns and short guns. Her voice suddenly lost her courage: "Er, yes, such a story is about an evil Deputy official..."


    "Sounds like the Shogun era?"


    "Er, I haven''t set the time in detail. Anyway, it''s almost the same. In short, there is an evil Deputy official..."


    "Did Tongsheng and Malay play in that generation of officials? It''s a story of evil officials robbing civilian women and then civilian women rising up to resist, isn''t it? "


    It seems that the reporters have no intention to let Okada Xingli finish. I think so. These reporters are adults. It is estimated that they have little respect for the idea of Okada Xingli, a minor child.


    What''s more, they are journalists. In the face of interview performance, they don''t take their face and the dignity of the interviewee seriously.


    "Er," Okada Xingli blushed and suddenly burst into hysteria, "can you hear me finish! Your mother didn''t teach you to listen to others well? "


    Now the reporters were quiet, the text reporters all bowed their heads and wrote quickly, and the photographers began a shutter frenzy again.


    And Ma fue.


    Shit, who knows what tomorrow''s news will look like.


    **


    Shaxuli in BEIXIANG entered the gate of beige University.


    She rented a set of girls'' uniforms from a nearby junior high school, and her face was adjusted. She believes no one can recognize that she is the underground idol shaxuli, BEIXIANG, who sings in the bar in chibao.


    Of course, the name of shaxuli in BEIXIANG is also false, which is not important.


    The name is just a code imposed by strangers named parents after people are born.


    You can change as many things as you want.


    It''s stupid to pay so much attention to the name of your family.


    Now North Township shaxuli has prepared a new name - this name comes from the student card rented with clothes.


    Shaxuli in BEIXIANG pasted his big head photo on the photo of the student card, covering the original owner.


    Perfect.


    People who do not know the original owner will not come to say hello when they see shaxuli in BEIXIANG, let alone check their student ID card.


    Most of those who can check the student ID card don''t know the original owner.


    Unless shaxuli in BEIXIANG really had such bad luck and met the * * * * object of the original owner.


    ——Can''t it be such a coincidence?


    The camouflage of BEIXIANG shaxuli is perfect. The only thing that is not perfect is that this school uniform is a little too loose. Although the original owner is of the same generation as BEIXIANG shaxuli, his development is obviously not of the same grade.


    No wonder those * * * * objects dare to trade with their original owners. After all, their figure doesn''t look like under the age of 14.


    BEIXIANG shaxuli skilfully dodged the reporters and took all the leaflets he could get.


    Among them, there are leaflets from class B, senior three.


    It seems that their program will not start for the first time for some time - what is the name of the program "performing martial arts drama"? Is it a drama?


    Like a treasure tomb?


    Should there be singing in the middle? Will Tongsheng and Ma compose the music?


    BEIXIANG shaxuli was thinking about it when he suddenly found that he was hungry.


    Then hunger enhanced her sense of smell and made her smell the aroma of fried noodles.


    She followed the aroma to the fried noodles stand.


    This stall is actually quite similar. It also has a warm curtain. The text on the warm curtain is 3C.


    It seems to be the next class to Tongsheng and Ma''s class.


    It was a beautiful girl who was busy at the fried noodles stand. She didn''t stand up to be a Kanban mother, but was frying noodles with a headscarf and sleeves.


    However, from the muscles exposed under her rolled up sleeve, she might be able to beat five or six boys of the same age.


    Stir fried noodles with vegetables are awesome, but it''s not wrong to give them the strongest.


    Beichuan shaxuli is also exercising.


    If you can become a big singer in the future, you can sing and dance on the stage for several hours as soon as your personal concert is held, which has a great demand for physical fitness.


    Beichuan shaxuli sang harmonies and song samples to some elders. By these opportunities, she met those elders. None of them can be weak. The singer industry is very harsh. Stir fried noodles with vegetables stir fried noodles with vegetables, and Beichuan, to adjust the voice, said: "a fried noodle." The art talent cultivation office will not only teach their idols the skills of singing, but also disguise and change their voices with sound skills. Everyone in the office has several kinds of voice lines“ OK, a fried noodles! " The girl with fried noodles responded in high spirits, and then looked at Beichuan shaxuli, "you are very cute, elementary in Mingcheng?"“ Ah, well, yes. " Beichuan shaxuli nodded“ Sure enough, the school uniform in Mingcheng is very cute. " The fried noodles girl smiled, and then suddenly switched to the state. She asked mysteriously, "you also came to see Tongsheng and ma?"“ Ah? " Beichuan shaxuli was caught off guard by the sudden problem. He was stunned for a moment and thought that he should deny it immediately. However, it was late at this time. The fried noodles girl put the prepared noodles into the fast food box and gave them to the guests who ordered first. Facing Beichuan shaxuli, she said, "I''m afraid you will be disappointed. He ma is not what the magazine said."“ Well, do you know him well? "“ I was his childhood sweetheart. " The girl said, pour oil on the iron plate and prepare to fry the fried noodles ordered by shaxuli“ Then why didn''t anyone interview you? " Beichuan shaxuli asked in surprise“ Because I was blocked outside the school gate yesterday and asked a lot of questions, they may think I have no news value. " The girl said and threw the meat on the iron plate. Beichuan shaxuli asked in the Zizi sound on the iron plate, "so... Were you there when he wrote those two music?"“ It''s three. " The childhood girl whispered, "it''s just one song for her sister. It''s hidden by her sister. It''s not public."“ Three? " Beichuan shaxuli almost couldn''t control his volume“ Well, three, oh, the one for his sister seems to have written words about when he went to see the stars with his sister when he was a child. " Beichuan shaxuli half opened her mouth. She boasted that she was still very good at identifying lies, but she didn''t seem to be lying in front of the girl. Tong Sheng and ma have written three songs“ Are all his songs improvised? " Beichuan shaxuli was in high spirits. "I mean, did you write it in one go?"“ Yes, he and Mata don''t understand music at all. When writing the first song, they can''t even read the music score. The harmonica has just learned to play dorimi and shiver. Then they blow out the place of the star like that, once. " Beichuan shaxuli was shocked TM for a whole year“ I don''t know the music. I play it one by one with the harmonica? "“ Yes, I was there. It felt like he was trying to save the music in his head“ It was much smoother in the second song. At that time, he could already play the harmonica“ The third song is that night, he looked at the moon, suddenly took out his harmonica and began to play, like a werewolf. Don''t werewolves change when they see the moon? " The fried noodles girl was amused by her words and giggled: "maybe it''s true. He received the energy from the full moon, beep beep beep, and then wrote a song." Beichuan shaxuli looks at the sky. To be honest, she has heard many rumors about talented composers, but this is the first time. Her first reaction was "it must be blowing". When most composers write songs, they are like constipation. They revise them repeatedly with the knowledge of music theory, and finally take out those works. But recently, it seems that there is a Greek American composer in the United States. It is said that he doesn''t know music theory, and then he released an album on super topics. Music critics have been debating whether the composer really doesn''t know music for two months. Is... This Tong Sheng and Ma, Yani of Japan?