"Wind, organ, what should I do?"

President Nakajima Mago was surrounded by these people. Looking at their impatient and angry expressions, he suddenly felt annoyed and asked anxiously.

"Yes, the organ classmate, if this continues, the cultural festival will be dragged down."

"It's been delayed for eight minutes. If you delay it, I'm afraid it's going tonight..."

The students on the committee had no backbone and were in a panic and asked one after another.

The noisy environment, noisy doubts, uneasy inquiries, and it is like the point of thousands of people. There are many passers-by who are interested in watching the show, and some have even picked up their mobile phones to shoot live videos, fearing that the world will not be in chaos.

Even blindly joined the team organized by Igarashi Suzu and started to cheer together, "Why didn't Kubo Ari not come?" "The promotion of Yuefeng High School Cultural Festival is suspected of fraud."

All the things made the 17-year-old girl, Organ Natsui, dizzy. For a moment, she felt deaf, her heartbeat was leaping uncontrollably, and she was talking about her uneasy.

She pursed her lips, at a loss, and had nowhere to put her hands, as if she wanted to explain something.

On the side, Asakura Saki showed a hidden expression.

Just as the organ was in confusion, a crisp young man sounded:

"Please listen to me."

Kiyoshi Kashihara took a step, his clear voice covering all directions, thick and powerful:

"About the finale of tonight's cultural festival, I will never let you down. I guarantee that Yuefeng High School's reputation. If you don't feel it's exciting enough, you can scold us loudly and never give up! Media reporters are here, and I swear with Yuefeng High School's reputation! Now, please wait patiently for an hour!"

The boy's voice overwhelmed the noisy crowd, but Igarashi Suzu sneered and was about to speak when he caught a cold and ruthless look, as if he was looking at the dead, which made her stunned, and she felt cold sweat behind her back, her whole body trembled slightly, and her radical words were stuck, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

Kashihara retracted his gaze. Before the crowd could react, he pulled the lost organ, Nakajima, and walked all the way inside. Nakajima and others were stunned and hurriedly followed.

The crowd around looked at each other and extinguished their voices for a moment. The handsome boy looked confident and upbeat, which made people convinced.

They also became curious. They were fine now and were just waiting patiently for an hour, but if it was a mediocre show, it would probably not end well in an hour.

Igarashi Suzu had not yet come back to his senses from the shock brought by that gaze. Seeing that the fans and sisters around him were unsure of their minds and looked at her, she felt a little uncomfortable: "One hour is only one hour, and if we don't give us a satisfactory answer, we have to complain to them!"

The crowd around gradually dissipated and continued to walk into the auditorium, leaving only Quan Linghua standing there blankly.

When she arrived, she only saw Kashiwahara leaving with the organ Natsuori.

She lowered her head, followed the crowd, walked into the auditorium, and sat quietly in a corner of the seat.

An hour is not long or short. After this little ups and downs, everyone present is looking forward to the finale party.

Before Organ Natsui could wake up from his lost state, she felt Kashihara's powerful palms holding her tightly, and she followed him all the way back to the backstage of the auditorium.

However, Nakajima Mago, who was standing by, was very jealous. After seeing everyone gathered on the stage, he spoke up unhappily and interrupted the holding of Kashiwahara and Organ:

"Student Kashihara, don't you know that you can eat randomly and you can't talk randomly?! Are you a member of the committee? Don't you know what the finale of the cultural festival tonight is?"

With Nakajima's unhappy speech, Hanyu Kirino's worried gaze and the eyes of the members of the committee focused on Kashiwara and the organ.

"Oh, is that?" Kashihara's nose was breathing gently, and pulled a chair, making it easy and relaxed, and did not listen to Nakajima's words at all.

This arrogant attitude made Nakajima laugh and pointed at Kashiwahara: "The finale program is just the guitar performance of three first-year students in the music department. We all think it's great. You even said it would be a more exciting performance than Ari Kubo? He even boasted about the reputation of Yuefeng High School. Who gave you the courage and qualifications? Did you represent Yuefeng High School?"

‘Indeed, it’s hard not to support it.’-This is the gaze that people around me praised Nakajima.

Kashihara's words just now were indeed very handsome, but they also need to have capital! Otherwise, they would be just a clown who speaks big things.

"That's right, Kashihara, it doesn't matter if you speak in a stupid way, but you can't implicate us!"

“We are also from the Cultural Festival Committee…”

“Indeed, it’s hard not to agree.”

"Katawara, what you said just now is a bit too arrogant!"

Among the many accusations, Minghai Ryuma took a step forward dissatisfiedly, and the tall shadow made everyone take a step back: "Master must have his intention to do this! Don't say these sarcastic words again, okay? Can you just have a better way? If you don't have one, shut up!"

He is tall and has an advantage, so the others keep silent for the time being and stop talking.

"Ha, I don't know what's the so-called guy."

Saki Asakura is not afraid and laughed: "You and the organ are too risky, they are worthy of being a community..."

"You have no right to speak even if the organ doesn't even speak. You are just a vice chairman. You have to endure the vice president of the student. You have to rely on others these days. I really think you are a person? Please don't treat chicken feathers as arrows." Kashihara suddenly spoke jokingly, interrupting Makura's nagging, changing his usual gentle image, neither light nor heavy voice, and it looks extremely harsh in this slightly messy backstage.

This sentence surprised everyone, and even Kirino Hanyu was stunned.

"you!!"

Makura was stunned. Unexpectedly, he was scolded by Kashihara's almost humiliated tone. He suddenly became angry and pointed at Kashihara tremblingly, "You, dare you talk to me like this? You are just a marginal figure in the committee, what qualifications are you..."

But Kashihara didn't look at her, and looked at the organ Natsuori beside her: "If you believe me, don't do anything, leave it to me, wait for an hour."

"What do you believe in you? A guy who drinks tea every day at meetings?" Saki Makura's pretty face turned red and he sarcastically angrily.

Kashihara ignored her. Don't be anxious. He will deal with this guy later and jump up and down.

“…”

Facing Kashiwahara's serious gaze, Organ turned his face hesitantly, and the crowd around him were full of complex sights.

Some are curious, gloating, and those who are not concerned about their own affairs, and some are uneasy and irritable.

Should we believe Kashihara Kiyoshi?

Say everything is left to him...

But, Kiyoshi Kashihara really has a way to make the finale of tonight's cultural festival so exciting that everyone convinces?

A deep question was imprinted in the heart of Organ Natsui.

After a while, she nodded silently.

A series of puzzled suspicion sounded around.

Is the organ really so sloppy? Do you believe that a guy who doesn’t do it on weekdays?
Chapter completed!