Qingdi High School, the vigorous campus festival has finally begun.
As a candidate for a waiter, Keiko disappeared this morning. As soon as Qin Chao left, Zhao Jingjing was left alone, and she suddenly realized that she had no intention of training.
Later, at the instigation of Zhao Qingshan, a restless old man, the two of them went to Qingdi High School together to see what the coffee shop run by Keiko was like.
As soon as she entered the campus, Zhao Jingjing discovered various billboards on the playground, and these billboards indicated their respective locations.
"Horror House, Otaku Pavilion..." Zhao Jingjing looked at the introductions on the billboards and found them particularly interesting. This is what happens in an island country. If it were on the mainland, such a campus festival created entirely by students' own imagination is fundamental.
Impossible.
On the mainland, there is at most one school anniversary every year. The content of the school anniversary is nothing more than a party. A group of students and teachers sing, dance and read poems, but they can't come up with any new ideas.
"Otaku Pavilion...there are hundreds of beautiful inflatable dolls and thousands of popular AV works..."
Zhao Jingjing turned around and found that she could not find her father. When she took a closer look, she saw the old man drooling and lying on the advertising sign of the Otaku Hall, studying how to get to the Otaku Hall.
"Dad!" Zhao Jingjing was so angry that he could hardly shout "Dad". Oh my god, how could he be so embarrassed in front of so many students!
"Ahem, I just felt angry in my heart, so I took a second look." Zhao Qingshan blushed, then turned around and said seriously, "Today's students, each and every one of them, are so outrageous.
,How can you do such immoral things..."
As he said that, Zhao Qingshan suddenly asked a young girl passing by.
"Classmate, may I ask how to get to the gymnasium?"
"Dad!" Zhao Jingjing was angry again. The advertisement for the otaku gym clearly stated that the venue would be at the east gate of the gymnasium.
"If you do this again, I will kick you back!" Zhao Jingjing angrily stopped talking to her father and started looking for advertisements for the coffee shop.
Soon, she saw the coffee shop on a billboard.
"Hey, why are there two coffee shops here?" Zhao Jingjing studied the billboard, "In addition to the coffee shop run by Keiko, there is also a student named Okawa Tao who also opened a coffee shop. Now there is competition."
"Competition is good!" Zhao Qingshan said from the side, "Only with competition can we make progress."
"This uncle said it well!"
Just when Zhao Jingjing wanted to speak for Keiko, a boy's voice suddenly came from beside her.
The two of them looked back and saw a boy wearing a student-style suit with neatly styled hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. He clapped his hands slowly and said.
This boy exudes so much shrewdness and capability.
"Who are you?" Zhao Jingjing looked at the boy who had put on countless amounts of hair oil and asked.
"I am the chairman of the student union of Qingdi High School, Shanye Luan." The boy bowed slightly gracefully, then straightened up, looked at Zhao Jingjing with twinkling eyes, and said, "Is this beautiful female classmate the new student?
, I don’t think I’ve seen you before.”
"Sorry, I'm not a student." Zhao Jingjing shrugged, "I was invited."
"So you are a visitor. Can I know your name?"
"Zhao Jingjing!" Zhao Jingjing was a little upset by this man and threw out her name angrily.
"Zhao Jingjing, it turns out that Miss is Chinese." An inexplicable look flashed through Shan Yeran's eyes, and he continued, "Miss Jingjing, I am deeply honored that you came all the way to visit our high school. So, today,
Let me show you around, and I will show you the most interesting parts of this campus festival."
"No, I just came to visit a coffee shop owned by a friend." Zhao Jingjing didn't want to have a fly following her around while visiting.
"That's great. It happens that my friend also owns a coffee shop. You can go there as a guest. Their service is very good and the coffee is delicious!"
The mountains and fields were in chaos, and they immediately looked very excited.
"A coffee shop opened by your friend?" Zhao Jingjing asked, does Keiko have such a friend?
"Yes, my friend's name is Okawabao. He is very talented in business. I can take you to see it so you don't have to queue!"
In the chaos of the mountains and wilds, he always seemed to be particularly powerful.
"No need!" When Zhao Jingjing heard this, she couldn't help but sneer. Okawabao, this is Keiko's competitor. It's too late for her to hate it, so she can rush to see it?
"Miss Jingjing, don't be polite. This is no trouble for me at all. It's just a piece of cake." Shan Yeluan didn't know that he had offended Zhao Jingjing and was still talking.
Just when Zhao Jingjing couldn't help but want to give him a kick, a fat middle-aged woman suddenly walked by.
Next to that woman was a young woman with a voluptuous figure.
"Shan Ye Luan, take me to the swimming pool."
"Ah! Yes!" After hearing this, Shanye Luan didn't care to continue talking and said to Zhao Jingjing apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Miss Jingjing, the chairman asked me to accompany her. Alas, this student union president is too busy at work. I will go find you when I have time, wait for me, Miss Jingjing!"
After saying that, Shanye Chaos hurriedly followed the chairman and left.
"I'll wait, I'll wait for your grandma's legs!" Zhao Jingjing rolled her eyes, and when she turned around and saw the old man Zhao Qingshan studying the real-life illustrations on the otaku library, she couldn't help but feel angry.
"Dad, your daughter was molested and you didn't care!"
"Hey!" the old man said unreliably, "Who dares to mess with my daughter? It's better if you don't tease them!"
"I'm so angry. Have you ever said that about your own daughter?"
"Daughter, we martial arts practitioners don't lie!"
"That's the monk you're talking about!"
"Uh... It's the same thing. Shaolin Temple also practices martial arts. The world's martial arts comes from Shaolin!"
Zhao Jingjing was really defeated by her unreliable father. She stopped paying attention to this father, studied the location of the coffee shop, and started looking for Keiko and the others.
There are crowds of people everywhere in the huge campus.
There are often some octopus balls and oden stalls on the roadside here, and the business is extremely hot. The shop owners are naturally students, and they are all sweating profusely, and they are almost overwhelmed.
"The campus festival is very popular today." Zhao Jingjing couldn't help but say.
"Yes, yes, there are so many girls..." Zhao Qingshan's eyes seemed to have hooks, and he could scan directly under the girl's skirt, "This girl is wearing black, she is very sexy... That one is white, so pure
…Oh my God, I’m not wearing that one… Oops!”
This is Zhao Jingjing stepping on her father.
"Dad, are you a great master? I feel ashamed for you!"
Zhao Jingjing Qi Dao.
"My dear daughter, your father is not a great master." Zhao Qingshan suddenly became serious at this time and said seriously, "Only your ancestor, Liu Renwu, is the true great master. Your father and I, following him, are also
I only learned the third level of Kung Fu. Alas, it’s a pity that Master left early...otherwise our Renwu Guild Hall wouldn’t be able to be bullied like this.”
"Dad, it's okay, there is still me." Zhao Jingjing said, "As long as we brothers and sisters are here, we will not let the name of Renwu Guild Hall fall."
"Okay, you put it like that, it's so gratifying to be a father. My dear daughter, look, there are so many people today, Huizi must be very popular, Ziming must be very busy."
"It's so easy to train every day, so it's right for him to be tired." Zhao Jingjing's words left Zhao Qingshan speechless.
This is easy. It seems that my daughter is really a martial arts fanatic...
"My dear daughter, you must practice martial arts step by step." The father advised earnestly, "Don't just be greedy for rash progress, otherwise it may be counterproductive."
"Oh, I know! It's so annoying!" Zhao Jingjing waved her hand impatiently, interrupting her father's words, "Let's go quickly, I can't help but want to taste the coffee made by Keiko."
The two people who originally thought they would have to wait in line finally arrived at the cafe and saw that there was no one at all!
In a simple shed of more than 40 square meters set up, Keiko and her two female classmates were all sitting on chairs with sad faces.
There wasn't a single customer inside, except for that guy Qin Chao, who was drinking coffee carelessly.
Although this small shed is simple, it is not difficult to see that Keiko has taken great pains to dress it up. The pink walls and European-style layout inside make it look very sentimental.
But there were people coming and going around, but no one came in to drink coffee.
"Sister Zhao, Uncle Zhao, you are here!" Huizi was very happy to see Zhao Jingjing coming, and took the initiative to welcome her, "Let's try two cups of coffee."
"Huizi, why is there no one?" Zhao Jingjing ordered two cups of coffee, then sat next to a clean table and asked Huizi opposite.
"Don't mention it." Qin Chao was sitting on the table next to him, wearing a waiter's clothes. The top was a white shirt with a bow tie, clean and tidy. The bottom was black trousers, straight and handsome.
Zhao Jingjing's eyes lit up. Don't tell me, this guy dressed up as a waiter is quite tasteful.
"The one across the street called Okawa Takara also opened a coffee shop. Grandma's, the waitresses there are almost dressed in three-point clothes. If I weren't from Keiko's side, I would also want to go drink coffee."
As soon as Qin Chao explained, Zhao Jingjing suddenly realized and cursed secretly. That guy named Dachuan Bao is really hateful!
"Ahem, I'm a little urgent to urinate. I want to leave first." At this time, Zhao Qingshan stood up, coughed twice, and said while holding his stomach.
"Sit down!" Zhao Jingjing used her toes, knowing what her father was going to do, and pulled him to sit down.
Zhao Qingshan suddenly frowned and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
Three-point style, three-point style, are you leaving me just like that?
"Sister Zhao, let's drink coffee." Keiko's face was also a little gloomy, and she brought the steaming coffee to the table for the two of them.
Even before I drank the coffee, a strong aroma was already wafting out.