If you go deeper, you will definitely not be able to face everyone.

What's more, Shiina Iori is not that casual person.

I took the business card of the Ichirāraji Aiko in front of me, and Shiinna Iori smiled and agreed a few words. The contents are examples of praise for each other commonly used by adults. They are centered on morality and praise them around their figure, appearance, occupation, and ability.

Just turning around and stumbled, Shiina Iori still tactfully shirking away with an apology.

"Although it's a bit rude to say that, I really just regard musical instruments as a hobby and have no intention of furthering my studies in this industry."

"You have to worry about it."

“Hmm?”

Aiko Ichijānji, who was originally full of confidence, was stunned when she heard this and couldn't stop muttering.

But she first looked up at Shiina Iori with an apology in front of her, then looked at her cold expression beside her, as if she was just watching from one side, and a subtle look on her face showed a bit of subtle expression.

Very interested.

"That's how it is~"

I don't know what she thought of, but she didn't even consciously pick up the tone, but she didn't seem to be discouraged.

Aiko Ichijo still had that cheerful smile on her face and took out her phone from her suit pocket: "Why don't we add a line first and then we will talk about it in detail if we have the chance?"

When Yuki Terajima, who was watching silently, saw that she was more incest-like in her traditional cognition, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows halfway, and her fingertips that were originally holding her chest and gently lit her arms.

She has never added a business partner in her line!

His eyes couldn't stop.

However, Shiina Iori did not notice Yuki's faint frowning movement at all. He skillfully screened out a lucky friend he selected according to the end elimination system, so that a square was left for Aiko Ichihara.

In order to prevent the other party from being accidentally "sifted away" by him, Shiina Iori also specially marked a note.

【Yicheng Temple, high heels-flat-breasted music reviewer】

After writing the notes, confirming that the characteristics can match your own cognition, you can take a look at the notes and remember the other party. Shiina Iori will only take back the phone with satisfaction.

Shiina Iori has been a little face-blind since before, so in daily life, whether it is studying to do questions or chatting and making friends, they will habitually mark their surnames and characteristics to make a concise correspondence.

Only when you remember some people who are irrelevant or are too prominent and do not need to be emphasized through notes will you label them a random name.

The Aicheng Temple Aiko is just sandwiched between the two, so I have to spend some effort to remember.

"Hmm~?"

It seemed that he noticed what Shiina Iori wrote on his phone. Aiko Ichimaji hummed softly from her nose, and naturally approached as if she was a little ridiculous, trying to glance at Shiina Iori's phone.

While getting closer, he exaggeratedly said in a curious tone:

"What is Shiina-kun writing?"

With just one step closer, the close-fitting black women's suit drooped slightly with movements, and a long strand of hair swayed, and was casually restrained by Ai Chengji's Aiko's movements back to her temples. Her original dignified demeanor seemed to be broken in this action, and then there were wisps of faint fragrance floating.

Combined with the already outstanding appearance of Aiko Ichijo, the next to him, Matsushita Kazu inadvertently felt a feeling of heartbeat.

pity......

I'll write about your breasts.

Shiina Iori, who was with the little fox, the big seal, and President Yuki day and night, did not notice the attack of the straight male slash at the sky, and muttered subconsciously in his heart, but his master's performance skills still made him carry his phone behind him naturally, and an impeccable smile appeared on his face:

"Secret~!"

Listening to his natural and charming words blurted out without thinking, Aicho Ichijo glanced at Yuki Terashima with a faint look, but found that she was not looking here, but didn't know when she opened her phone and didn't know what she was browsing.

I suddenly felt a little bored.

After a brief and dull mood, Ai Chengji Aiko calmed down and returned to her cheerful but dignified posture before, and continued in a calm voice:

“It’s actually nothing bad for a hobby just.”

"However, as a pretty professional music critic, I personally recommend Shiina Junduoduo to put some effort into this."

While speaking, the neck movements showed a standard thirty-degree tilt, and the smile was sweet:

"Maybe you can gain something in this industry!"

"If you have any ideas, you can contact me anytime."

While saying that, she shook her phone and signaled.

"It's been a labor."

Shiina Iori was always calm and calm, and her face was as stable as an old dog.

In fact, Yu Guang glanced secretly towards Yuki Terashima at a speed of three times per second.

He tried his best to suppress his intention to prove his innocence on the spot.

When he pressed the topic of the Ichicheng Temple to death one by one, Ichicheng Temple's beloved son finally left with a bit of reluctance.

After finally dealing with it, Shiina Iori finally felt relieved and sat on the old chair piled up in the corner of the backstage.

"So tired!"

He obviously didn't do any strenuous exercise, but just this focused play made him feel like nothingness that was suddenly exhausted by his whole body and mind.

It feels very subtle.

While rubbing his temples, he reached out and waved away the faint dust floating in front of his eyes. He seemed to remember something in the middle, and turned his head strangely: "Lucky, is that person your acquaintance?"

"It's a bit difficult to deal with."

Yuki Terajima's chest seemed to freeze for a moment. When he heard Shiina Iori's doubts, his voice was still as faint as usual:

"That's right."

After pausing, she continued: "If you want to continue working in this industry, you can find her."

The tone was plain and there seemed to be no turbulence.

Shiina Iori immediately smiled bitterly when she heard this: "What industry? What is my plan today is obviously not like, it's all Kawaya that guy... Kawaya?"

When I turned my head, I realized that Kazuya, Panasonic, didn't know where he had gone.

Now there is no witness.

But Yuki Terajima seemed a little strange, subconsciously moved to avoid the dust that was stirred up by him, and his tone was puzzled:

"Not that?"

"Well, it was originally a small piano performance in front of a few people... After all, I have just learned it for a few days and am not very good at playing."

In front of the closest people, Shiina Iori subconsciously revealed the bottom of the song, "I have just learned a few songs, but I can play them when I listen to them."

What he said was a very straightforward truth.

"Just learning?"

Yuki Terajima was about to open the door for ventilation, but he stopped hearing this.

Although she has not studied this aspect, if it makes that woman think it is very good, Iori should be very talented.

Can't be wasted.

She thought for a while, turned her head and looked in the direction of Shiina Iori, but she didn't know what she thought of. There was a vague smile on her little face, which had no expression from beginning to end:

"If you have time, come to my house to practice the piano."

"Tomorrow I will have someone bring the piano I have at home, no one will use it."

"And there is sound insulation over there, and I can't hear anything I do."

Shiina Iori was stunned when she came to her. Although she could roughly understand Yuki's meaning, she did not think in her mind in the normal direction, so she decisively refused:

"No! I'm fine and I'll be enough to bounce in the classroom."

"This thing is actually quite tiring."

Shiina Iori subconsciously waved her hands.

Terajima was stunned when he heard this.

Originally, she wanted to let Iori play only a few songs for her at home, but she was decisively rejected.

So, the smile that had just outlined the arc gradually returned to normal. Terajima Yuki's voice paused for half a second, and then returned to the previous indifference that seemed to be without any emotion:

"oh."

Shiina Iori was stunned when she heard this, and her heart subconsciously broke for half a beat.

But the brain that was overloading its fingertips was blank at this time, and there was no fatal signal brought by these tiny actions of Deep Thought.

However, Yuki Terajima opened the door and walked out of the backend compartment as if nothing had happened.

When she walked to the door, she turned around and looked at Shiina Iori sitting on the chair, keeping her door open in her hand:

"Go away."

Shiina Iori sat on the chair, and she was a little unresponsive:

"Go, where to go?"

“There are also accumulated official duties of the student union.”

Yuki Terajima's voice was faint: "It's been delayed for a while now, and it should be done until night."
To be continued...