After the photo album shooting was completed, Ms. Oda was faced with a series of tasks. As if to make her pay all the debts she owed, Oda's work schedule was even fuller than usual this week.
As a result, her blog started with 500 words a day, became 300 words a day, and finally turned into just a few perfunctory sentences. Oda's fans were also very sensible and did not point out Oda's comments on the message board below.
Instead, he would often post words such as "Thank you Mr. Oda for taking the time to deal with us in your busy schedule" and "Oh my god, Mr. Oda actually gave us 50 words of good advice. It's really a surprise!" and the like.
When Oda saw these words, he felt a little sorry for his fans. He specially reserved some extra time for himself during lunch the next day and wrote a relatively long blog with a selfie. The result is as follows
The hot comment turned out to be "Oda-sama has successfully recovered", which made Oda full of questions and decided that he would never sacrifice his rest time to understand these fans again. Little did he know that on the other side of Japan, which is far away from Tokyo,
A new fan who had fallen in love with Oda was holding his cell phone and happily patting the shoulder of the girl sitting next to him.
"Akiuna, Nobu-chan's blog today is very long, and she also has a selfie! It's so beautiful!" Miss Ozono's face showed a little excitement.
"Well..." Kabara leaned his head and took a look, "Although you are very beautiful, I think you are the cutest, Momoko."
"Akiuna, you're here again." Ozono rolled his eyes at Kamahara and continued to flip through Oda's blog, "Nobu-chan is so amazing, she can insist on blogging every day, and her writing is very good..."
"How can you tell from such braille that the writing is good..." Kabara muttered quietly, the air filled with sour jealousy, "And I write in a diary... I obviously write it every day."
"Well, Akina, do you write a diary every day?" Ozono vaguely heard the second half of Kabara's words and asked curiously.
"Although I have written it." Kamahara mentioned this topic and played with the tail of his hair (maki-like) a little shyly, "but it is just a record of some ordinary trivial things, it is not interesting."
"That's it." Dayuan nodded.
"How can it be said that everything recorded in my diary is all about you, Taozi?" Puhara whispered in his heart, "You are late for class again. You can do one more question. Also, do you like
Serve Nobu sauce or something..."
"It would be great if I could be like Nobu-chan." Ozono put his hands on the table with admiration written all over his face, "I have good grades and a kind personality. I usually do everything perfectly, but it seems that I don't
What is she not good at?"
"You have a kind personality, but tomorrow you will be poisonous on your blog and on the show..." Puhara covered her mouth with her hands midway through her words, but Ozono also caught what she just said and showed a look of surprise.
Mixed with a happy expression, "Akiuna, you also said that you are not interested in idols at all, but you have obviously known Nobu-chan!"
"No, it's just what you usually say, Tao Zi."
"I've always been praising Nobu-chan, but I've never said anything about it!" Ozono put his hands on his hips with a proud expression, "So Akina, you must have gone to see Nobu-chan!"
"Okay, I've seen it a little bit, only a little bit!" Umohara made a "a little bit" gesture with his thumb and index finger, "Because you have fallen in love with Taozi recently, so I just went to see a little bit.
, so that I can have something in common with Taozi."
"If you're not interested, Akina, there's no need to go out of your way to find out more about me." Ozono pursed his lips in embarrassment after listening to Kabara's words, "Anyway, there are a lot of things we can talk about between the two of us."
"Actually, it's not that I'm not interested." Kamohara's face turned a little red, and he didn't dare to look into Ozono's eyes. He just glanced to the side and said a classic tsundere speech, "Although it was because of Taozi at first.
You went to watch it, but as you slowly got to know it, you found out that it was actually quite interesting, the variety show was also fun, and Nobu-chan’s performance was particularly good."
"Well, that's good." Dayuan nodded obediently, and then stretched out his hand to Puhara.
"Okay, okay, today's homework." Puyuan smiled and took out her homework from her bag and handed it to Dayuan. However, she did not teach Dayuan to do the questions at this time. Instead, she opened her mouth to ask Dayuan questions: "
Taozi, you..."
"Huh?" Dayuan raised his head and looked at Puhara with his big bling eyes.
"Nothing, I just want to ask you if you need me to teach you how to do the questions." Seeing those clean eyes, Puhara held back what he wanted to say deep in his heart.
Indeed, Taozi has the potential to be a protagonist; however, maybe she is not suitable to be the protagonist of so many people.
"By the way Qiuna, what you just said reminded me!" Ozono raised his head again as if he suddenly remembered something, "I also have something I want to tell you."
"What's wrong?"
"That's it... Qiuna, do you want to be an idol?" Ozono said his question intermittently in a low voice.
"Huh? Become an idol? Why." Puhara said that this idea had never occurred to him.
"That's it, it's okay." Dayuan lowered his head again, "Also, Qinai, do you really think I'm cute?"
"Really!" Puhara nodded vigorously, "Whether in my heart or in everyone's eyes, Tao Zi, you are super cute."
"Really...Okay!" Ozono bloomed with a bright smile like a sunflower that had absorbed nutrients, "I will try my best to catch up with you, Akina!"
"Then study hard first!" Puhara pointed to the unclear answer written in cute fonts on Dayuan's desk, "You seem to have mixed up the first question and the second question. The teacher will definitely see it.
Oh."
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Ozono turned his head stiffly, and then burst out with a cute exclamation, "Qinai lend me the correction fluid!"
"Okay, okay." Pu Yuan held his forehead and handed the correction fluid in the stationery bag to Dayuan, "Be careful not to smear it on your clothes. It will be difficult to wash off."
"Ah, okay." Dayuan heard Puyuan's words and immediately rolled up her sleeves, but only halfway. Puyuan, an obsessive-compulsive disorder, couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to help her roll up her sleeves.
"How can you live without me?" Kabara complained softly.
"So, I have to work hard and stay with you, Qiuna." Dayuan still had the same smile on his face.