"Good morning!" Although Bai Yu was still looking at the screen, he still noticed Hui Yuan and said hello.
On the contrary, Haiyuan, who could see the living room when he went down the stairs, only reacted a few seconds after Bai Yu greeted him.
"...Good morning."
Bai Yu didn't notice it and just said, "I made coffee in the kitchen, do you want to drink it?"
"Well...thank you..."
"Oh, by the way." Bai Yu raised his head and looked at Huiyuan, who was sitting at the bar drinking coffee, "Xiao Ai, last night..."
"I wanted to drink some water last night, but I didn't expect that I fell asleep while the water was boiling." Haiyuan explained before Bai Yu could finish.
Bai Yu didn't pay much attention and continued to complete his program.
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At half past seven, the doorbell of the doctor's house rang. Bai Yu, who had already dressed, opened the door with his schoolbag in hand.
Standing outside the door were Mao Lilan, who was in the same school as Bai Yu, and Edogawa Conan, who was currently in the same class as Haibara.
After greeting each other, the four of them went to school together.
After walking for a while, I met three other people from the Junior Detective Team, and then everyone split into two teams and went to their respective schools.
On the way to school, Yuanzi also joined their team.
Compared with the silence during the journey when Bai Yu and Xiaolan were walking together, with the addition of Yuanzi, the atmosphere between the three finally became lively. They were noisy all the way until they finally arrived at school.
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"Students," Taro Kazama, the head teacher of Class B of the second year, clapped his hands on the podium and motioned for everyone to look at him. "In a while, it will be our campus festival at Didan High School."
"Campus Festival?" Bai Yu said he didn't quite understand this unique Japanese term.
Fortunately, the always attentive Mao Lilan noticed the confused look on Bai Yu's face. She lowered her voice and explained to Bai Yu, "It's similar to a school's anniversary celebration."
Bai Yu and Bai Yu nodded, becoming somewhat interested in Japan's school anniversary.
The wind on the podium continued: "This year is the same as in previous years. Each class will have a show, and the performance location will still be in the school auditorium."
"You can invite your relatives and friends to this year's campus festival, but of course it's limited to the participants."
Taro Kazama's words were undoubtedly a depth bomb, and the students who were originally uninterested in the performance suddenly aroused high enthusiasm.
Of course, a certain young lady who was extremely excited about the school festival was not included.
Looking at Sonoko Suzuki, who was so excited that she almost jumped up from her chair, Bai Yu expressed his confusion. Isn't it just a show? He shouldn't be so happy and excited. When he asked Maori, Xiaolan said to continue watching.
You'll find out when you go down.
On the podium, Taro Kazama took out a piece of lottery paper.
"The theme of the program our class was drawn this year is a drama." Kazama looked at the students in the audience, "Then who is willing to be the director this time?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Suzuki Sonoko, who was already ready to go, suddenly stood up from the chair and raised her right hand high. If her seat was not a little far away from the teacher, her raised right hand might have directly poked Kazama Taro in the face.
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"Me! Me! Teacher! I am willing to be the director!"
Kazama quietly stepped back and withdrew to a safe distance. He waved his hands for Suzuki Sonoko to sit down and said, "Okay, okay, teacher understands. Suzuki-san, please sit down first. Let's listen to the other students."
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Okay, Bai Yu probably understands why Yuanzi is so excited.
Next, in addition to the principles, several students also volunteered to be directors.
Taro Kazama, who had difficulty choosing, simply asked them to make their own choices after class, and just let him know when the results came out. Then the somewhat balding middle-aged man slipped back to his office with the documents under his arm.
The history teacher from the first class also came in quickly and suppressed the topic for the time being.
Fifty minutes later, the first history class ended. After the history teacher left with the handouts under his arm, the class suddenly became as lively as boiling water.
Several self-recommended students competed with Suzuki Sonoko. Each of them showed their own advantages, such as excellent literary talent, and said that they could be responsible for the work of screenwriting. Another said that he had acting experience and could provide advice to the actors during the rehearsal of the play.
Guidance. Some people said that they would have acquaintances above, which would allow the actors participating in the drama to occupy the stage of the school auditorium for a longer period of time.
But, but, all of this is completely insignificant in front of Ms. Suzuki who has the ability to make money. Sonoko promised that if she could serve as the director, she would provide beautiful costumes for all the actors, and she would also prepare the props. Then
In return, she will be responsible for writing the script.
Unsurprisingly, Sonoko succeeded. Then, before the script was thought of, Atomic decided to make a love story that was even more romantic than "Titanic".
Seeing Yuanzi's interest rising, she looked like she wanted to make the play into a masterpiece. Xiaolan could only show her helpless wry smile to Bai Yu, with an expression that she had already known would turn out like this.
"Okay! The decision is yours! Lan!" Atom's right index finger pointed at Xiaolan, "You be the heroine!"