The annual school party was held.
Due to the special nature of Qingxi Academy, the executive committee of each session prepares a small number of special invitations and distributes them to parents who are very concerned about teaching.
Of course, this kind of special invitation opportunity is rare. These outsiders do not have the right to vote on the program. They only participate as guests to liven up the atmosphere.
The elementary school is not obvious yet, but after advancing to the main school, the Academy Club will inevitably attract a lot of attention from the outside world.
Students who perform well among them can even become popular in the entire royal capital. No matter which banquet they attend, they are the absolute focus.
There are not only clubs in the school party, but each class also launches its own activities. For example, the base camp for Wayne's fifth-grade Class B this time is a cafe.
It is said to be a cafe, but in fact it means that the classroom has been decorated a little, and then the words "Fifth Year Class B Cafe" are written on the blackboard. Even the coffee beans are kindly sponsored by Miss Asali Edgeworth. .
Ordinary, not surprising among various ingenious and creative programs.
But this is understandable. After all, everyone's attention is focused on club activities, and the classroom only provides a place where everyone can rest when they are tired.
Wayne held a cup of coffee in his hand, not feeling guilty at all about freeloading.
There is a small white dog doll pinned to his chest. It is fluffy and very cute.
This is Poppy redesigned by Chrissy. She has a bulging belly and looks fatter than the Poppy in the theatrical performance.
Naturally, it is also an image that makes people want to touch it as soon as they see it. It is full of cuteness.
"Classmate Wayne, can I touch this...?"
A girl wearing round glasses asked curiously.
Wayne glanced down, then took it off, "It's for you."
"Ah, this is too...too..."
The girl's face instantly turned red and she looked shy.
"It doesn't matter, our handicraft department has made many pieces, and they were originally intended to be given to the students who came to visit." Wayne said with a smile, "If you feel embarrassed, I will invite some friends to watch the handicraft department later. Let’s put on a show.”
"……Um!"
The girl with round glasses carefully picked up the miniature Poppy doll and held it close to her heart.
Outside the corridor, Chris was calling him.
"Wayne, come out and help!"
"coming."
After responding loudly, he said to the girl in his class whose name he still didn't know: "Well, see you later."
After drinking the last sip of coffee from the paper cup, he walked out of the classroom and threw the empty paper cup into the trash can by the door.
Beside his table, the girl was still standing there blankly.
a long time.
"See you later." Her voice was so low that she could hardly hear her.
Outside the classroom, Chris handed a thin stack of flyers to Wayne.
"Although the competition between the Handicraft Department and the Orchestra Department has already spread a lot, before the performance officially starts, we still need to publicize it to some students in other grades." She said, "I am at several important intersections in the academy. There are life-size posters of Poppy all over them.”
Chris looked proud: "In terms of publicity campaign, there is no way that Song Li can beat me."
Wayne took the flyer and saw the colorful capital letters written on it:
【A cross-century work! 】
【Superhero from the Stars——Bobby, enter! 】
A huge shadow with the head of a dog and the body of a bear takes up the entire page.
Next to the eyes, a straight line that almost breaks through the edge of the paper is used to depict the way it is emitting light.
The very exaggerated design clearly exceeds the existing aesthetic level and is unforgettable.
"Did Chris draw this?" Wayne asked.
He subconsciously turned it over and looked at the back, but only the front of this leaflet had a pattern, and only the two sentences were colored.
"Yes, I burn the midnight oil and paint every night, which makes me exhausted."
She twisted her neck and said, "After all that hard work, I only managed to draw a few pictures. It would be great if there was a copy machine."
"You can ask me to join you next time. Although I'm not very good at drawing, I can still write a few words or help draw lines."
"Oh, everyone has their own tasks." Chris patted Wayne on the shoulder.
In the past few days, with the efforts of everyone in the handicraft department, the shape of the giant bobby has been fully formed.
Under the seemingly wide and fat body, there are actually certain cavities left in the limbs and head, specifically to provide room for Wayne's control.
Now, it is placed in the exhibition spot applied for by the Ministry of Handicrafts, with all sides and top covered by tent cloth to prevent it from being leaked in advance.
"Because I spent a lot of effort, I must send it to someone who really likes Poppy and will take it seriously."
Chris said this and pushed Wayne out.
"???"
Wayne looked at her blankly.
Chrissy said with determination: "Now, I have to win over my other little sisters, and the arduous task of distributing flyers will be left to you!"
As she spoke, she put her fingers together and raised them to her eyebrows, saluting Wayne.
Then he ran away in a flash.
"Gan!"
Wayne felt like he was being tricked.
It's not easy for me to feel sorry for her before, but in the end, she was sold out so easily?
However, after sighing, he obediently turned around and went downstairs to hand out flyers.
Most of the people I saw along the way were various groups of young friends. They were in twos and threes, holding food and gifts procured from various exhibition points for free, laughing and jumping around, excited.
Looking at the children, Wayne unconsciously had a smile on his lips.
This is the fun of campus activities.
"Huh? This brother is..."
A very familiar little girl passed by Wayne and stepped back to stare at him.
Wayne gave her a friendly smile.
"Oh, I remembered it! You are sister Chris's family, right?" The little girl's eyes lit up.
"Is Sister Chris here?"
As she spoke, she looked around around.
"No." Wayne handed her one of the flyers in his hand, "But Chris will go to the exhibition area of our handicraft department later. You are welcome to come and play~"
Wayne was very impressed by this white-haired little lolita.
"Your name is Belle, right? I'm Wayne Winche."
Taking advantage of her lowering her head to read the flyer, he finally stretched out his sinful hand and gently touched the top of her head.
Bell nodded seriously: "Okay! I'll be there soon, be sure to ask Sister Chris to wait for me!"
Three things to say to Chrissy, kid, I think you have the potential to become one of Chrissy’s harems.
"Bell!"
Wayne looked in the direction where the shouts came from and saw a large number of children in red and green colors rushing over.
