May in Tokyo breaks away from the humid atmosphere. Just one day away, it feels completely brand new.
The glass windows reflect the bright sunshine from the outside, making the space in the lounge look brighter. The shadows on the cleanly painted white walls become clearer. I don’t know whether it is because of the whiteness of the walls themselves or because of the whiteness of the walls themselves. Because the sunlight is so deep and powerful, it is like a picture painted with thick ink on rice paper.
Thick ink hit Baiyunshan's wrist. It was rare that he didn't lie down on the recliner and looked at the questionnaires in his hand with a frown. The handwriting on them was either delicate, scrawled, or... Some are written densely and with thoughtful etiquette, while others are very concise and can be done in a few words. The content filled in was exactly the answer prepared by the member regarding the leaking plan of this recording, but it seemed that he was not very satisfied.
The lounge was not deserted. Many members had already gathered. They either gathered together in twos and threes to chat, or stayed alone to rest, reading books, playing on their phones and listening to music. No one disturbed him.
Baiyunshan read it for a while and then finished it. He put down the questionnaire and stared at one of the questionnaires with a calm expression on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking.
While he was still deep in thought, the door to the lounge was pushed open. The eldest daughter, Erika Ikuta, arrived late. She put the things down casually and then, under Baiyunshan's watchful eyes, she casually walked over to the table where the condolences were placed. He took a portion and stuffed it into his pocket, then picked a place and sat down relaxedly.
Baiyunshan thought for a while, then said after thinking: "Ikuta, I have something to tell you."
Faced with Baiyunshan's questions, Erika Ikuta was not caught stealing the condolence items or being questioned at all. Instead, she changed the subject and complained: "Baiyunshan, I also have something to tell you. Don't you think so?" You know, the weather suddenly turned hot today, and I can’t wear the new sweater I bought during the Chinese New Year, so I have to ask my mother to help me pick out a set of clothes to go out. It’s such a pity!”
Baiyunshan was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes turned to the white calves exposed under the girl's dress, as well as the slightly childish and energetic lines under the thin and relaxed clothes, and nodded gently: "It's not a pity, it's not a pity."
The girl didn't notice, but held her chin with one hand and continued: "You think so too! Speaking of which, Xiao Ming helped me pick out that sweater. Yesterday, I went to eat Osaka takoyaki with her and Na-chan, and it turned out that I accidentally dropped a piece of takoyaki and soiled her pants, and I still feel a little sorry!"
Baiyunshan turned to look at Takayama Ichimi, who had changed into a skirt because his pants were dirty. His long straight white legs were eye-catching, full of a youthful and beautiful atmosphere. He immediately raised his brows and nodded silently: "It's okay, it's okay. .”
Erika Ikuta nodded heavily, then clapped her hands and said, "By the way! I heard that another barbecue restaurant has opened not far from Nogizaka. Why don't we find time to have a meal with everyone!"
"I didn't ask..." Baiyunshan woke up at this moment, stopped talking quickly, coughed twice and said with a straight face: "These are not the issues I want to talk to you about."
As he spoke, he pulled out one of the questionnaires and pointed at it: "Look, it's obviously a breaking news conference. Although I said it's not limited to myself, if there is none, I can even make one up, as long as it can serve the purpose." The program’s effect is fine, but why are so many articles pointing to you?”
He shook his head and said: "I think this is not a whistle-blowing conference, but a complaining conference."
"is that a lie!"
Erika Ikuta opened her eyes wide and quickly looked at the text on the questionnaire. What was written on it was exactly the information that revealed that she likes to compare her head length with others. The causes and consequences were clearly written word by word, almost giving people an illusion. , I feel that this is not breaking the news, but making a complaint. It can be said that it is heart-breaking with every word!
It’s still not clear whether the hair will grow long or not. At least in the girl’s eyes, she is a little dissatisfied, so she keeps worrying about it. However, from Baiyunshan's point of view, it is completely unnecessary, because although he has not actually measured it, he has already found a candidate with a head circumference that is proud of the entire Nogizaka46. He is struggling with head problems in front of this adult. It's true that you are playing with fire. If she finds out, you don't know whether you feel inferior or not, but that person will definitely want to butt his head against it.
In addition to this one, there are several other pieces of information that are aimed at her. Poor President Hua must not have noticed how many clues he has left, but now they are all pointed out one by one. He is so innocent. Huahua suddenly felt that she had been hit physically and mentally.
Baiyunshan shook his head and said: "These are all fine. Look at this. Although I said I could make it up, this is too much! Sleeping in the seat? Do you think you are Sun Wukong? He is lying under the Five Fingers Mountain. They all stayed asleep, who can believe it! Make it more decent!"
Erika Ikuta quickly looked at another questionnaire, and nodded silently after hearing this: "You're right, mine was not fabricated at all, it was all real, and the embarrassing feeling can still come back to me now when I think about it. I have goosebumps all over my body..."
Baiyunshan went on to criticize several other similar revelations. Some were too false and difficult to believe at first glance. Some were too plain and plain, giving the impression that although they were revelations, they were not very outstanding. , so it is likely to be skipped when it is officially recorded.
In the end, Baiyunshan took out the neatest questionnaire with a dark face.
Although it was neat and tidy, Baiyunshan was not happy at all. After all, this was not an exam, and there were no points for neatness on the paper. And it can be said that it is precisely because of the tidiness that his face looks ugly, because tidiness often means that there are only a few words on it, or there is no word at all.
The latter is obviously more excessive, but fortunately this questionnaire did not reach that point, otherwise Baiyunshan would not be sullen, but would directly turn the tables.
"The last one is this one. Look at it. He actually said that he didn't have any information to report. Even if he did, he didn't want to say it because it's too shameful - look at it, this is ridiculous!"
Baiyunshan put down the questionnaire with a helpless expression and rubbed his brows.
Erika Ikuta felt something was wrong when she smelled this arrogant atmosphere. She quickly leaned over and stretched her neck to look at the signature. As expected, the name written in the first frame was Hoshino Minami.
After all, he is the little ancestor. Even if the blogger does not write a questionnaire or fill in Baiyunshan, there is really nothing he can do. Although he looks ugly, if he really wants to go to this little ancestor to settle accounts, or scold him a few words, the other party will not do anything. In this way, he himself couldn't bear it, which was why he could only complain to President Hua here.
Erika Ikuta obviously understood this, so she didn't pay attention to it, but looked at the sheet covered at the bottom of the questionnaire.
"I fall in love with fat pigeons as soon as I see them..." President Hua frowned: "What kind of revelation is this? Is there anyone who likes pigeons? I hate pigeons the most. I'm afraid of pigeons when I see them. No, I always feel like I will fly over and catch me at any time... Where are you, Baiyun-san?"
Baiyunshan touched his chin and said, "As for me... I don't really like it either. It's not because I'm afraid of being caught. It's because I raised pigeons when I was a child, and the cooing sound was really annoying. Moreover, it smelled very good when roasted, but tasted just so-so. I felt very disappointed when I ate it for the first time——"
Baiyunshan squinted his eyes and recalled the past. Suddenly he remembered something and frowned.
"Who wrote this?"
"Let me see."
Erika Ikuta quickly pulled it out and looked at the signed box.
At the same time, Nishino Nanase, who just heard them talking about pigeons and stood up silently, came behind them at some point, nodded silently and said, "I wrote it."
