The first question of the impression game: What are the popular foods in school meals?

The moment they heard the question, everyone showed a look of understanding and already had the answer in their mind. However, the points for the question are to cater to other people's answers. Therefore, some verbal cues are needed to signal the teammates to choose the same answer.

The white team also gathered together to discuss countermeasures to similar problems in order to accumulate experience in advance.

"This question is about something delicious that you can eat at home, right?" Kano analyzed without permission, "And it's something you eat often, right?"

"No, it's just the school providing food." However, Shitara didn't accept his words at all.

"Is it soft or hard? What's the temperature?" Kano still refused to give up.

When I asked the question, Gao Shan, a member of the white team, took the lead in protesting, saying "No", "That's really cunning" and so on.

Shi Shi smiled in embarrassment and said: "This won't work, there can't be any prompts."

"Which one is it, right?" Wu Geng turned his pen and said in a slightly louder voice deliberately, "The one at school, the second one?"

"Yes, yes, when it comes to providing food in school, there is only one other than that." Ikoma joined in the fun.

"Huh?" On the contrary, Matsumura frowned and objected, "I think it should be the fourth one. The second one is too different, and the fourth answer is closer."

Matsumura-san really knows how to play, thinking so, Wu Geng answered: "The fourth one is wrong, I still think the second one is the correct answer."

"...Sha Youli still thinks the fourth one is right."

"Matsumura-san, don't you think the fourth one is too bad? If the second one is too bad, it would be too bad."

"That's it. I like that very much."

"Then... how about choosing the middle one, each side taking a step back, and choosing the third one?"

"Well, that's no problem."

Matsumura continued to have an incomprehensible conversation, during which Ikoma kept making expressions of understanding.

"Is it okay Nanase? I'll choose the third one."

"Ah? Oh, that's fine then."

Nishino didn't say anything during the whole process, just pursed his lips and looked at him with a smile, when Wu Geng suddenly lost his words and his reaction was a beat slow.

The people present were amused by this wonderful conversation and exchange.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute," Shitara stepped forward with a smile, "Wugeng and Matsumura are talking about that, what is that? Do Ikoma understand?"

Ikoma nodded solemnly: "That is that. There will be nothing else but that. Your teammates understand that, right?"

(ex){}&/Nishino, who was sitting next to Wu Geng, applauded happily in celebration.

In the following games, Nishino gradually began to integrate into the game, and slowly let go of his hands and feet in the game of jockeying for seats, no longer coy.

It seemed that he was pretty lucky. Even though he was not very strong, there were always members around him who stood up and vacated their seats. Fortunately, he stayed until the end and was not punished even once.

At the end of the game, Nishino was panting, beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, but his eyes were shining.

"How's it going? Are you happy?"

The girl nodded and smiled without warning.

It was too pure a smile, so pure that it made Wu Geng feel like a dream bubble. The beauty reflected in the water seemed to reach out and touch it. Just the ripples would make this beauty lost. To borrow Murakami's metaphor, if

A ray of ancient light falls on the slope of time.

In the noisy recording studio, everything seems to have gone with the wind, being swayed far away by some gentle presence.

Nishino is always like this, melancholic and lovable, even if he is smiling happily at this moment, Wu Geng is slightly heartbroken.

She blinked, unable to sort out her mood well, so she had to laugh too.

The recording of the program ended in the evening, and Kano left first because he had other recordings to follow.

Normally, after the program recording, the members can go back directly. This time, Banana Man was still sitting and had no intention of getting up.

Speaking of which, I felt a little strange when I received a call from Nanxiang today. I was told repeatedly by phone that I must be there if it is convenient. Logically speaking, it is not a big deal to miss one or two recordings due to academic reasons. After all, there are still members

Because of my studies, I have been taking a break until now.

"I just received the notification. Next, the members will put on their uniforms and gather in the conference room next to it."

Shitara's voice was deeper than in the show, and Himura beside him also changed his usual playful smile and sat seriously.

The members began to whisper among themselves.

"What's wrong?" Nishino asked quietly.

Wu Geng shook his head, his chest was pressed by the dull atmosphere that could be created in the studio, and he had a premonition, but he would not say anything more.

What a bad time, she thought.
Chapter completed!