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"Business? Did the teacher say that if there is no business, then I won't come to see Xinchun today?"
"Of course not. Didn't I talk about the stage play this afternoon? I wanted to invite you to play the leading female role."
".The teacher clearly called Xiaoyue to the office this afternoon." Matsumae Xinchun's tone and eyes suddenly became a little resentful, "The teacher came to me after being rejected by Xiaoyue."
"No, although she refused, I would like to invite both of you to play the leading female role."
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"Why aren't you talking?" Fujii Itsuki pressed her belly button.
"Please, please don't do this."
"Then why didn't Xinchun agree?"
"The teacher should understand."
Fujii Itsuki gave up, "Well, since Kokoharu doesn't want to agree, I'll have to find someone else to be the heroine."
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"Why don't you speak again?"
"I can promise the teacher, but there is a small condition."
"Small conditions? Tell me."
"kiss Me."
"kiss you?"
"Well, if the teacher is satisfied with Xinchun's kiss, then I'll agree."
"Xinchun, you're going too far."
"Teacher, do you agree or not?"
Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but smile. He still liked Xinchun's slightly strong attitude.
He saw the girl purse her lips several times, her eyes full of anticipation.
It seems that this child really wants to kiss me.
"I kiss, I kiss."
Fujii Itsuki didn't know how much time had passed, but his head felt a little dizzy.
Girls are really amazing.
"teacher"
Fujii Shu turned his head when he heard the voice, and the next second, he was leaning back on the sofa, his mouth was blocked again, the fragrance hit him again, and his face was hugged.
Still coming?
He had to take that back.
Girls, that's scary.
Chapter 217 If You Don't Do It, It Will Be Too Late
Fujii Itsuki picked up the note on the dining table.
[You can have dinner by yourself. I'm going to bed.]
The handwriting on the note was neat and beautiful, and it was obvious that Jiu Huayue had written it. Looking up at the small dishes on the table, Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but chuckle.
In the past, Jiu Huayue always waited for him to come home before having dinner together, but today, it was not even seven o'clock and he was gone.
That kid Xiao Jiuhua, is she angry?
Fujii Itsuki guessed in his heart, with a hint of helplessness and pampering, and sat down to start eating.
The potato shreds she cooked that I taught her were okay this time, but her knife skills were poor, so the thickness of the potato shreds were uneven, with some pieces larger than others.
The vegetable and egg soup is good and refreshing.
The only "disaster scene" was the plate of fried shredded pork, which had too much salt.
Fujii Itsuki ate slowly, taking a bite of food and a mouthful of rice. As he ate, he thought that Jiuhuayue was such an adorable little girl in such an awkward way that he couldn't help but chuckle.
After finishing his meal and washing the dishes, Fujii Itsuki suddenly felt like playing the saxophone and walked to the small pavilion in the yard and sat down.
Let’s listen to a leisurely song - George Michael’s "Careless Whisper".
He held the reed skillfully, and with the control of his abdominal strength, a melodious saxophone melody flowed out softly. The notes lightly drew graceful lines in the night sky, and the music radiated outward, leisurely and emotional.
George Michael's melodies have always been uniquely gentle, with rhythms that are close yet distant.
Music is emotional.
Fujii Itsuki firmly believes this
Halfway through the performance, he suddenly stopped, looked up and smiled in the direction of the second-floor window.
Jiuhuayue, who was sitting by the window and was secretly looking at him, immediately shrank back in shyness when she saw what was happening.
Fujii Itsuki originally wanted to call it a day and had no intention of continuing to play, but at this moment his cell phone rang. It was a message from Jiuhuayue.
[Why don't you continue playing?]
"There are no audiences." Fujii Itsuki put down the saxophone and typed a reply.
Be quiet for two seconds and the message will soon show as read.
[Am I not?]
Fujii Itsuki turned on the camera function, raised his phone to the second-floor window, and took a picture.
He took a picture of the window and sent it to her, then typed:
"Is there any?"
As expected, as soon as the message was sent, Jiu Huayue appeared at the window again. She seemed to be mumbling something, her cheeks slightly puffed, holding a mobile phone in her hand, the light of the screen reflected on her face.
The next second, Fujii Itsuki's phone rang again:
[Okay, I'm here, I'll just sit here and listen.]
He looked at Jiuhuayue by the window and lowered his head to type: "Since you want to listen, why don't you come down? Isn't it better to sit next to me?"
[No, you will definitely kiss me suddenly like you did this afternoon.] Jiuhuayue by the window also lowered her head to type.
"will not."
[I do not believe. ]
"If you don't believe me, then don't believe me. If you don't come down, I'll go back to take a shower and go to bed."
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Fujii Itsuki looked up again. Although it was late at night, he could still clearly see Jiuhuayue's sulky expression against the backdrop of the mobile phone screen.
I have to say, Jiuhuayue looks best when she is angry.
Especially the kind of temperament that is a bit cold and keeps strangers away.
"what happened?"
[Uncle, you still dare to ask? You don’t even have the sincerity to apologize.]
"Xiao Jiuhua, didn't you forcefully kiss me before?"
"It's not like I'm in a dangerous place like school, and it's so sudden."
"Of course not, I was so scared when you kissed me forcefully."
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"Xiaoyue, can't you come down?"
[No, I won’t do it even if you kill me. I won’t be threatened by you.]
"Okay then." Fujii Itsuki began to pack up his saxophone and prepared to go back to the house.
The cell phone rang twice in succession, but he ignored it, picked up the violin case and continued walking back.
Suddenly, Jiu Huayue's voice came from the window: "Uncle, you——! You wait!"
Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but laugh, and when he looked up again, Jiuhuayue had disappeared.
Not long after, she ran downstairs angrily.
"You won't come down even if you kill me, right?" Fujii Itsuki teased.
"I came down just to accompany you to enjoy the cold night breeze!" Jiuhuayue said stubbornly.
"That's a poor excuse of yours."
“Talent is not an excuse”
Fujii Itsuki understood her thoughts.
After Jiu Huayue sat in the pavilion, he honestly opened the case and took out the saxophone again. Seeing her stubborn but expectant look, he took the initiative to ask, "What do you want to listen to?"
Jiuhuayue saw his appearance reflected in her eyes and murmured:
".Uncle, the one you just played."
"'Careless Whisper'?"
"Ah."
Fujii Itsuki didn't say anything, but just sat down opposite her, positioned the saxophone, and started playing again in front of her.
The melody is melodious.
The notes soothe the night breeze at the end of summer.
The gentle melody is just like the name of this song. It seems that the words and thoughts that have never been spoken can be expressed to each other through pleasant music.
Jiuhuayue sat quietly aside, hugging her knees with her hands, watching Fujii Itsuki's performance intently.
She pursed her lips slightly, as if she was still mumbling about her previous temper, but her heart had already relaxed in the music. In the music, those subtle emotions gradually dissolved, and it seemed that even she herself did not realize that the knot in her heart gradually loosened.