All the people who like me are other people’s girlfriends! ?

In fact, she had invested far more energy than this and even drank black coffee for three consecutive nights, but considering that this would make him proud and cocky, she decided not to tell him.

"Well, would you like me, the former Akutagawa Prize winner, to give you some guidance?"

Kiyono tried to redeem himself in another way, by being superior.

This wave, this wave is against Tiangang.

"Since you are so free, it is only natural that you can make time for me." The girl raised her eyebrows.

"Is that a plea?" the rising star of the literary world frowned. "Where's your respect for your elders, Ms. Yukinoshita? You won't even call me Sensei!"

The cold girl was a little embarrassed and annoyed, her eyes were sharp and her gaze was almost murderous, but in the end she pursed her lips and turned her face away.

"...For example, if Mr. Writer really wants to help, I wouldn't be opposed to it."

She quickly covered Qingye's mouth.

"I've sent the script to your email. It's time for you to contribute—this is your area of ​​expertise, right?"

The boy felt that the time was right and that Yukinoshita would really get angry if he continued teasing her, so he snorted and started reading the document from the beginning.

"I've come to observe the masterpiece of Master Yukinoshita."

Although he seemed to be in a bad mood on the surface, he still carefully read every word, just like Yukinoshita had done before.

A hint of reminiscence and remembrance gradually appeared in his eyes, and then turned into a faint smile.

"There are quite a lot of problems. I'll compare and revise some of them for you." He marked two red lines and said casually.

Yukinoshita nodded. Although she was proud, she also admitted that Kiyono's literary ability far surpassed her own. She felt that she deserved the title of teacher now, but she would not say it out loud.

Qingye scrolled to a certain paragraph in the document.

"This line of dialogue is very problematic."

"Is the rhetoric redundant? Or is it a problem with the characters?" Miss Yukinoshita asked humbly.

"No, you didn't take into account the perspectives of all the viewers," Qingye explained.

"You've probably seen a play before. On stage, except for the first two rows, the audience in the back can't see the actors' specific expressions, so more direct and intense lines and actions are needed to express the characters' emotions. These words are too restrained, and the people in the back rows may not understand them for a while."

"Hmm... I think I understand." The black-haired girl nodded.

She listened and made careful revisions, and benefited greatly from it.

But soon, Yukinoshita paused slightly, her expression dissatisfied and cold.

"This is too innocent. We are writing a drama, not a literary TV script of pure love!" Qingye pointed and seemed to want to take revenge.

"...A teenager like Qingyejun, driven by desire, can't even appreciate the most basic subtle beauty of human nature?"

Yukinoshita saw through his intentions and retorted.

"The dialogue here is so cold, like strawberry popsicles that have been frozen for two months. It's more icy than sweet."

"When did Mr. Kiyono's writing class expand into ice cream appreciation? I suggest you start by addressing those sugar-laden monologues in your own work."

"What about this? This should have been a heartwarming scene, but the heroine's words turned into a cold scalpel. Did Ms. Yukinoshita put herself in that situation?"

"Well……"

Yukinoshita had no way to refute. She glared at Qingye fiercely, her fair cheeks slightly flushed, like the only bright red rose blooming in the snow. This serious, shy and unwilling expression was so charming.

Cool! Cool!

That’s right, he worked so hard to improve his writing skills just to see this!

Qingye, who had reversed his family's status, was extremely happy and proud.

Since the first time we met, Yukinoshita-san, who has been extremely powerful at the beginning of the version, was finally defeated by myself!

After a pause, Yukinoshita's face turned slightly red and her little head was raised high.

"If it were Kiyono-kun, which would you find more exciting? For example... the heroine casually mentioning the hero's habits?"

*

The next day, the service department.

When Kiyono opened the classroom door with a refreshed mind and was about to tease Sister Yukinoshita again, he saw the girl sleeping like a crystal doll in the warm light.

She breathed softly, her expression gentle and calm, completely different from her usual cold and flawless appearance.

Qingye looked at the drowsy Yukinoshita across the long table, and his heart moved quietly.

At this moment, as if she sensed the presence of other people, her pink lips moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. Her eyes, which seemed unusually pure and clear because she had just woken up, reflected his figure, causing the pure love warrior's heartbeat to speed up for a moment.

"Peeping Tom?" The girl blinked in confusion.

"I just came in." Qingye denied.

"Peeping Tom."

"Why did you repeat it again?!"

Qingye slapped the table, his eyes fixed on the girl's eye sockets:

"What time did you stay up yesterday? You could have just let me come..."

"It's okay, I just read a little longer. Now I can use you." Yukinoshita yawned softly like a kitten.

"Have you finally decided to ask me for help? No matter what you ask, I will satisfy you." Qingye smiled complacently.

"Don't get me wrong, this is my sister's order." Yukinoshita's expression was cold.

"So, what do you want me to do today?" Qingye stopped teasing the girl.

"I reread it yesterday based on your comments and found it really lacking in emotional impact."

Yukinoshita suddenly raised an A4 sheet of paper to cover half of her face, revealing only her dark blue eyes blurred by steam.

"It's like the taiyaki someone brought back from the convenience store last time. The skin is soft and the filling is cold."

"What is Ms. Yukinoshita's solution?" Kiyono asked tentatively.

“Practice makes perfect.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly stood up, walked to the boy and looked up at him.

"Since there are emotional flaws in this conversation, we need to address them. Therefore, I want you to accompany me in a real-life interactive conversation to fill in the gaps."

As she spoke word by word, her eyes, which were always cold and icy, began to melt quietly, but her pretty face showed a matter-of-fact look.

——It sounds so nice, but isn’t it just role-playing?

The corners of Qingye's mouth twitched. If it was Yanaijian here, he would think that the other party was deliberately teasing him, but if it was Yukinoshita who pursued the right thing, her heart and her words should be consistent - even so, it was not acceptable!

Countless images have emerged in his mind!

"It's just a conversation. Don't bother with that. I'll write it down for you right now." Qingye tried his best to avoid the incident.

"Just do what you're told. It's just a simple simulation of a scene and dialogue. Could it be that it's spring now, and the great writer's hormones are surging?"

Yukinoshita frowned and slightly emphasized her tone, her family status clearly revealed.

Qingye could only endure the humiliation and dare not speak out - this woman is really getting more and more outrageous! I didn't even get treated like this before!

"Ready?"

The girl spoke calmly, without much emotion in her voice, which made Qingye feel that this scene was more like some kind of rigorous academic research than something ambiguous.

He nodded helplessly.

Yukinoshita Yukino took another step closer to him, and the faint scent of camellia overwhelmed his breath.

Qingye lowered his head slightly. Every time the girl blinked, her long eyelashes seemed to be tempting people, and her slightly open pink lips were delicate and beautiful. At this time, the scent of the Tianshan Snow Lotus on the girl dissipated a little, and she suddenly came to the mortal world.

"Let's get started straight away. Imagine this is the equipment room after the cultural festival ends."

She suddenly took off the red bow ribbon that tied her hair, and her hair fell down softly. She had recently changed to a new shampoo.

"I lost my ribbon, and you..."

Yukinoshita put the new hair tie in his hand and raised her eyes, which were like a lake after the melted snow.

"And you happen to have a spare hair tie in your pocket."

The destructive power brought by the sudden words of the cold and proud girl was extraordinary. Qingye was stunned, and the tips of his ears gradually turned red.

"Don't you want to tie it for me?" Yukinoshita said again.

This time Qingye even blushed.

He had to admit that Yukinoshita was indeed a normal young girl, and only a girl could imagine the lines and scenes that appeared in her.

Facing the black-haired girl who exuded amazing charm, Qingye took a deep breath and slowly tied the red hair tie for her with trembling hands. When his fingers touched the girl's hair, he found that it was delicate and beautiful beyond imagination, a hundred or a thousand times smoother than the finest silk.

Because he was too nervous, he couldn't tie it on.

"What are you thinking about now?" Yukinoshita said, and her calm tone diluted the slightly ambiguous behavior a little.

"Beautiful hair."

——blurted out involuntarily.

Yukinoshita stopped talking, and her breathing seemed to stop for a moment.

"Then the two of them looked at each other." She deliberately lowered her voice, but her breath was still hot.

When Kiyono read the line "Don't look away", Yukinoshita looked at him calmly. Her bright eyes were as gentle as water. One could see his own reflection in those beautiful eyes like clear water. It was a beauty that could absorb one's soul and was irresistible.

He subconsciously turned his head away.

Yukinoshita whispered, "You have to look into your eyes when you say this."

*

Qingye took two unsteady steps forward and sat motionless on the chair.

At this moment, Yukinoshita's expression and actions just now kept replaying in his mind frame by frame, and it took a long time to dissipate. This was really too unfair.

Of course he knew that Yukinoshita was simply role-playing, but it was also because of this that he saw a delicate and soft Yukinoshita that was different from her usual self.

Calm down, I need to calm down! That was just a facade put on by the girl!

The heroine herself was just calmly revising the manuscript on the table, looking as calm as water.

Only when Qingye looked away would she secretly look up at him.

This silent atmosphere lasted for two minutes before Yukinoshita recovered, took out his lunch box from his schoolbag, and placed it on his desk.

"Thank you for your hard work. This is your lunch today."

"Alas, I'm going to be completely fed and turned into a lazy person."

The boy, who had a bit of a dirty heart, felt ashamed of the hard work and opened his lunch box slowly.

What caught my eye was the same dish as Yukinoshita, with a few sour plums and appetizers in it. The main dish and rice were perfectly separated, and it was full of beauty while also focusing on nutritional balance. The chopsticks and toothpicks were neatly placed in the grid. Just looking at it, I couldn't help but feel "worthy of being Yukinoshita".

If he continues like this, Yukinoshita's mother will ask him to marry into the Yukinoshita family and be tied up for life. How can he refuse?

Qingye turned his worries into appetite, took out his chopsticks, and prepared to have a big meal, but at this moment, he suddenly found that there was an extra throat lozenge in the compartment in the upper right corner of the lunch box than usual, it was white peach flavored, and there was a small note next to it.

what is this?

The boy took out the note curiously and unfolded it.

A line of text appeared before his eyes.

"No matter how many drama clubs you help, it's never as fun as destroying the ego of some idiotic writer."

puff.

The boy fell to the ground.

Ascended to heaven.

*

The two of them spent about seven days to complete the short script of Drama Club. Although Yukinoshita originally wanted to complete it independently, due to time constraints, she unknowingly let Kiyono take on nearly half of the work, and many scenes and dialogues were completed by him.

This is a joint work between two people.

When Yukinoshita brought Kiyono to the drama club and handed the script to them, the club members immediately read it attentively.

The cold girl looked around and silently observed their expressions.

Calm, shocked, happy, and moved.