Love Purification Agreement

What he said about being responsible for oneself is true.

There seemed to be a hint of burning heat under Bai Yi's makeup, which made her subconsciously lower her head.

But precisely because of this, I was closer to the heart and could hear the heartbeat more clearly.

“Plop. Plop.”

Jiang Xiong also smiled slightly, pointed at Bai Yi's phone, and reminded,

"Then shouldn't you send a message to Yan Huan to thank him now? After all, he's been going through all this trouble just for you, his idol."

"Idol. Something like that."

Bai Yi's face turned even redder, but he did take out his phone with trembling hands, opened Plane, and muttered,

“I don’t know if he is still in the venue.”

"What does it matter whether he's there or not? Aren't you from the same school and grade? And he's the student council president of your school."

"Hey, Uncle Jiang, do you know Yan Huan?"

"How could you not know? Your mother mentioned him more than just in front of you."

"That's it"

When talking about his mother, Bai Yi's expression became a little gloomy again.

Jiang Xiong noticed the change in her expression and sighed inwardly.

Zuo Jiangqin was very beautiful when she was young, but because of her unfortunate life, she felt very insecure and placed all her hopes on Bai Yi.

Coupled with her personality, such harsh expectations became a burden, tormenting the child like torture.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiong smiled helplessly and said to Bai Yi,

"It's okay. Didn't I tell you before that I have to move back to Linmen for work?

"That leader from the Golden Lion Group just said that you have a natural talent for singing. Since you have the talent and you enjoy it, then make the most of it.

"The facts are indisputable. Let's work together to convince your mother. Don't worry."

Bai Yi looked at Jiang Xiong, smiled slightly, and nodded.

"Okay, Uncle Jiang."

Then, she finally made up her mind, looked at the chat box with Yan Huan, and raised her finger.

"Meow~"

The sun gradually set in the west. Outside the exhibition hall, on the sun-paved avenue, the black cat on a young man's shoulder suddenly spoke.

"Yan Huan."

Yan Huan tilted his head slightly, rubbed the black cat's head, and asked,

"What's wrong, Nyan-chan?"

Miao Jiang looked at Yan Huan with her emerald green eyes and asked curiously,

"Did you plan to let Bai Yi sing just now?"

Hearing this, Yan Huan smiled slightly, shook his head and said,

"There's no plan, it's just a spur-of-the-moment decision."

Miaojiang opened her mouth and tilted her head and asked,

"It was just a spur-of-the-moment decision, but you dared to take such a big risk and change her performance plan? If it fails, then..."

"yes."

Yan Huan just smiled and said as he walked forward,

"But Meow-chan, no idea can come out of thin air.

"One reason is that her desire to sing was suppressed by her mother. The other reason is that the songs she wrote are really nice, and I think other young people who come to the convention will like them.

"Also, the sound of her modifier is becoming increasingly noticeable. If left unchecked, I have a feeling there will be serious consequences. This is the third point."

Miao Jiang looked at Yan Huan and then asked,

"Even considering these three points, what was the success rate at that time, meow?"

"Less than 70%."

"Seventy-seven percent?!"

Seeing Miao Jiang's surprised look, Yan Huan couldn't help but rubbed its chubby face and said,

"Meow, there's a saying that goes 'Do your best and leave the rest to fate.' Bai Yi has singing talent and can produce moving works, and that's the key.

"As for the remaining 30%, rather than leaving it to fate, I believe that she will not let this opportunity go to waste.

"As for me, I just want to solve the problem of the modifier."

In order to solve the problem of the modifier, Yan Huan must seize this opportunity that will never come back, and muster the courage to make a decision and not be afraid of risks.

But is it really just to solve the modifier?

Having said this, Yan Huan couldn't help but think of the shining girl on the stage who was surrounded by bright light and pointed her finger at him.

Her gaze seemed to transcend everything.

Her mother, the huge audience, the responsibilities she is about to take, the editor

Her eyes were focused on nothing else but herself.

Yan Huan couldn't explain the feeling, and could only describe it simply:

not bad.

Thinking of this, he smiled, turned around and left, heading towards the gathering place agreed upon by the student union group on the plane.

"President!!"

You Anlina saw the handsome young man who stood out in the crowd from afar, and waved to him.

Behind her, Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was holding an umbrella, also turned her head and looked at him.

Ashley squatted on the ground, looking at the distance with a smirk on her face.

Yan Huan walked over, took a look around, and immediately found that one person was missing, so he asked,

"Where's Yatsuhashi?"

"Well, how should I put it, President? Yahashi is over there."

Following Youanlina's helpless expression and the direction her finger was pointing, Yan Huan looked over there and saw a otaku sitting on the edge of the stairs, looking at the sky.

Ashley was grinning beside her, looking in the same direction.

Yan Huan raised his eyebrows and looked at You Anlina, who leaned close to Yan Huan's ear and whispered,

"Ever since he came back from that Shijo Ai book signing event, Yahashi has been like this. We asked him about it, but he didn't say anything."

"..."

Yan Huan blinked, then walked over there alone, calling out to him,

"Yahashi."

Hearing Yan Huan's voice, Yahashimu's body trembled slightly, but he still looked up at the sky.

After a moment's silence, he murmured,

"President, what do you think is the meaning of life?"

As he spoke, a line of clear tears slid down his cheeks and finally gathered into crystal at his chin.

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Yan Huan opened his mouth, then raised his hand and slapped his head.

"speak English."

After this round of discussion, Yahashiki finally calmed down and stopped making riddles, but the tears on his face seemed to be getting more and more.

He turned to look at Yan Huan and said with a sad face,

"President, I... I was scolded by Shijo-sensei."

"what?"

Yan Huan looked confused, while Yahashimu hugged his knees and told the student council members what had happened before.

You Anlina folded her hands and looked at Yahashiki with her mouth open, an expression that said, "You're hopeless."

Ashley was more direct and pinched her nose with both hands, as if she was afraid of smelling something.

Only Sakuramiya Hitomi frowned and looked at Yahashiki and said,

"After all, Yahashi spent a lot of money on this autograph session for Shijo Ai. It's really too much for her to say such things to Yahashi who likes her."

Yan Huan looked at the poster in Yahashiki's arms, pulled it out from the reluctant Yahashiki's arms, and took a look at the four love signatures on it.

In fact, there is nothing overly excessive in this poster, but the restricted galgame attribute means that the character's posture is somewhat embarrassing.

Moreover, in fact, the services that Yahashiki asked the other party to provide were completely reasonable.

Perhaps it was just because this former Sakai work was considered a black history by the other party, so Yahashiki, who liked the other party because of this work, was affected by the other party's anger.

Yan Huan looked at the poster, then looked at Yahashiki who was squatting next to him, and suddenly said,

"Come on, Yahashi, I'll take you to find Shijo Ai. She hasn't left yet and is still in the signing area."

Yahashimu turned his head and looked at Yan Huan. His eyes widened little by little under his glasses, and then turned into a wry smile.

He wiped his tears and said softly,

"Forget it, President, just give me back the poster."

You Anlina squatted in front of Yahashiki, waved her hand in front of his eyes, and asked,

"Yashishi-kun, other people have said that to you, you don't still like her, do you?"

Yahashiki was slightly startled, and then his eyes began to avoid again.

He just smiled helplessly and said softly,

"I don't know. I should have understood it a long time ago. This is just a job for Shijo-sensei, especially in the earliest works of Satokai.

"Just like Mr. Jiao Tan draws plunder comics just because of work, not because he loves it.

"Because of my own wishful thinking, I associate the characters in the work with the voice actors and creators.

"I just kept seeing the Shijo teacher I wanted to see, and I kept liking the Shijo teacher I imagined."

His hand, which was tightly gripping the poster as if to destroy it, relaxed little by little as he spoke. Then, Yahashi carefully put the freed poster back into his schoolbag.

Then, Yahashimu looked up at Yan Huan again and said,

"Being upset because your favorite idol doesn't match your imagination, even if I'm an otaku, I wouldn't do such a thing, President."

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But for some reason, Yan Huan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw Yahashiki saying this.

Behind them, You Anlina and Ashley both blushed and covered their mouths, almost bursting out laughing.

"puff!"

Sakuramiya Hitomi also pressed her forehead helplessly and shook her head.

There is no other reason.

Because at this moment, Yahashiki, who said such handsome words, had snot and tears all over his face uncontrollably.

The look of him suppressing his tears was completely different from the relief in his words.

The next second, he couldn't hold back any more and burst into tears, opening his arms to throw himself at Yan Huan.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu! I still can't do it!! Shijo-sensei scolded me like that!! President!! She called me a pervert!!"

"Hiss! Everyone, retreat quickly! It's the scary otaku!"

Yan Huan stepped back quickly and was about to say something when the phone in his pocket rang.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"