At this time, not only the girls are listening to the harmonica played by Kazuma.

In fact, all the students in the classroom are listening.

After all, the sound of the harmonica is not directional.

The full emotion of Kazuma is also conveyed to all listeners along with the melody of the music.

So in the classroom where the lights were turned off and there were only emergency lights and flashlights, someone suddenly sobbed.

"What's the matter?" someone asked immediately.

"I thought of my dead grandma."

Kazuma looked back a bit unexpectedly, and then found that the classmates in the classroom felt conquered by the tune he just played.

This makes Kazuma feel a little strange, because when he just played, he just wanted to express his inner feelings.

He didn't want to impress other people, he just played the lyrics with notes on the harmonica.

He wasn't even sure if the thing he was blowing out was good or not.

After all, it just replaces the lyrics with the notes of the harmonica and spells out the melody.

But now looking at the reactions of the students, the effect is quite good?

You just cried one?

But Kazuma thought, I am more of a family and country feeling. I miss the motherland that nurtured me and want to witness her rise from the mud to revival. You think of dying after hearing this. What the **** is grandma?

At this time, Kazuma saw Okada Anri coming over with a flashlight: "I am very moved."

"When you say you are moved, can you not shine your face with a flashlight from the direction of your chin, it looks like you are telling a ghost story."

"Ah sorry, we just prepared a ghost story meeting there, and then subconsciously took the torch like this."

The chairman cleared his throat: "You don't light candles under the quilt, do you? There is a fire hazard, so you can't."

In Japan, candles should be lighted when telling ghost stories. After telling a ghost story, blow a candle. When all the candles are blown off, the real ghost will usually come.

Of course, this is in the horror comics. In reality, it is probably the moment when the last candle is blown out. There will be a live treasure roaring and scaring others away.

Okada Anri looked at Kazuma excitedly: "So, the location of the star is also created by Kiryu-san, right? It's not something that Nanjo family bought from a down-and-out musician to support you, right? ?"

Kazuma: "Uh, yes."

He hesitated a little, after all, the original consciousness of Kazuma in the previous life was quite strong, and he was so resistant to copying other people's works.

But this resistance made him hesitate.

"Great! Can I trouble you to compose for Yanwu?"

"No." Kazuma replied very simply, "I have no knowledge of music theory, let alone composition, I just sent it out of my thoughts, and even the scores have been studied for me by Nanjo and the chairman. Grilled."

Okada Anri looked disappointed: "Well... I thought it could be accompanied by an amazing BGM. I recently discovered that a good BGM can even turn a rotten plot into a magical story."

Kazuma: "You are wrong. When the plot is extremely bad, no matter how good the music is, it will not be saved, and it will even kill the music critic."

"Will it?" Okada Anri didn't seem too convinced.

"What do you guys do if you don't sleep!" There was a violent drink from the door, Kazuma looked like Daimon Goro.

The physical education teachers of the school are staying in school tonight, and they are responsible for maintaining order and avoiding the lives of the students.

Everyone hurriedly dispersed from the window and got into their own beds.

Damen Goro stood at the door like a god, and after confirming that everyone was asleep honestly, he turned the portable torch in his hand and continued to patrol other classes.

As soon as Daimon Goro walked away, the classmate who was sleeping near the door bounced up and ran to the door, poking his head out to look out.

After a while he waved his hand: "Okay, go far!"

So the various light sources brought by the students in the classroom light up again.

Telling ghost stories and chatting, everyone shared the snacks they brought over.

This is also a part of the preparation of the cultural festival.

**

Daemon Goro returned to the teacher's office, turned off the flashlight and sat behind the desk, letting out a sigh of relief.

"The third grade students look pretty safe?"

"How is it possible, I must start playing again as soon as I leave. No matter what, as long as they don't make too much movement, don't mess up public order and good customs, just open one eye and close one eye."

"We have kept one eye closed over the years," said Teacher Nakajo, who took the initiative to stay on duty today, laughed. "Those boys, don’t look at the usual pornography, they are actually very tender, most of them are not. Dare to really make trouble.

"According to the experience of previous years, it is more difficult for girls. Recently, the hot girls have become more and more precocious."

"Actually, isn't it the Kiryuu Kazuma group that is the most troublesome?" Teacher Xiao Niaoyou, who also took the initiative to stay in school, joined the conversation, "Maybe they will have something big tonight."

"No, there is nothing wrong with Kiryu's group. Jinguji is watching it." Teacher Nakajo said disapprovingly, "Jinguji has a sense of measure and knows what can and cannot be done. She is mature enough. Not like a high school girl."

Damen Goro: "Who wants instant noodles? I went to the boiling water room and made them for you."

"Okay, I want it. I just have a bowl of noodles prepared for Nissin."

Teacher Xiao Niaoyou took out a bowl of noodles from her drawer.

"I eat when I'm hungry while preparing lessons at school."

The teachers just chatted like this. As long as there is no big commotion outside, they will spend most of their time in the office tonight.

**

At this moment, Takashi Hanakata and Daisuke Wakamiya were lurking outside the Class 3 Class B classroom. Just when Goro Daimon visited, they hid in the small room where the school workers stored cleaning utensils not far away.

Now, they are quietly listening to the movement in the classroom.

However, the chattering of the students was a bit loud, so even if Takashi Hanabu borrowed the help of modern equipment, he couldn't hear what they were talking about in Kazuma.

"I think we should climb the big tree in the atrium so that we can shoot from the big tree into the classroom." Daisuke Wakamiya suggested.

"No, if your photos are not good enough, it is because you are not close enough. To capture the glamorous moment, you have to get as close as possible to the target." Hanfang Takashi said confidently.

He lay down on the window that opened into the hallway in the classroom and looked in.

The students in the classroom are enjoying youth to the fullest—in a relatively healthy way.

The line of Kazuma sleeping by the window at the back of the classroom was just chatting.

That Kiryuu Kazuma didn't even have the courage to reach into the girl's quilt! Kafang Takashi was speechless.

He recalled the past when he had put his hand into the bed of a girl when he was staying together and was beaten by a group.

Takashi Hanabu retracted his head and curled his lips.

"So, let's climb the tree..." Daisuke Wakamiya suggested again.

Takashi Hanaba also refused again, but this time he gave a different reason than last time. He said: "Most of the students are lying down now. You run outside to climb trees and you can't see what they are doing."

Wakamiya Daisuke shrugged.

Takashi Hanabu retracted his head and sat down with his back against the wall.

"Speaking of it," he said suddenly, "the tune I played with the harmonica in Kiryuu Kazuma just now is really good. Have you heard it before?"

"No, I'm pretty sure I haven't heard it. Whether it's the harmonica or the symphony orchestra version, I have never heard it."

Takashi Hanabu nodded: "I haven't heard it either. As an entertainment reporter, I have listened to a lot of music. I shouldn't remember such an impressive harmonica.

"Do you think this Kiryuu Kazuma really has composing talent?"

Wakamiya Daisuke: "It is possible, but what does it have to do with our materials?"

Takashi Hanabu pursed his mouth and fell into deep thought. After a while, he said, "'His talent draws girls around him, scrambling to show their courtesy, just to get his attention for a while.' What do you think of this?"

"I don't think it will work. Our readers are all fools who want to read simple and straightforward revelations."

"But now there are too many such revelations in our magazines. If you change your taste, it may work well.

"We will write a sad story this time. Every girl who is caught in it is in pain and has to compete with her friends for his favor. What do you think of this?"

Wakamiya Daisuke responded thoughtfully: "You mean, turn this into a miserable drama? Like a soap opera at noon every day?"

"Correct!"

"Tsk... I remember that previous reader surveys showed that there are indeed quite a lot of housewives among readers of our magazine."

Gossip, no one likes gossip more than housewives.

Takashi Hanabu followed his own thoughts and continued: "We have to take a separate photo of each girl, and we have to take a melancholy and full of sadness, which makes people feel distressed at first glance."

Wakamiya Daisuke took a Polaroid photo from his arms and quickly selected one from it: "How do you think about this? I just took it at the tap."

Hanafang Takashi took a look at the photo, and found that it was a young girl drinking from the faucet.

The Japanese faucet can be twisted. When you twist the faucet upward, it can become a small fountain-like device. Then you can open the valve and you can drink water directly without making it difficult for your neck.

The photo given by Daisuke Wakamiya perfectly meets the requirements of Takashi Hanabu. The expression of the girl who is drinking water is exhausted. Combined with the light and shadow composition of the photo, the feeling of sadness is ready to come out.

But this photo has a fatal problem.

Takashi Hanabu: "Who is this?"

"I don't know," Daisuke Wakamiya shrugged, "I took a snapshot when I just passed the second floor sink, but you see, it perfectly meets your requirements, doesn't it?"

"On the second floor, that's a sophomore student." Hanafang Takashi continued to look at the photo with the flashlight, "but it was really good. Okay, just use this one. Think of a way to get more.

"We just need to add a line of'the picture has nothing to do with the text' in a place where almost no one notices, just like before.

"For such a talented man Kiryuu Kazuma, it is impossible to have only those three followers. No, as it should be, the three best-quality followers have won the favor of Kazuma, and the rest can only Sigh secretly.

"At the beginning of the article, I have a comment from the editor,'In North Geshi High School, girls are experiencing a different youth than their peers in other schools', and then I started to talk about the super talented Kiryuu Kazuma. And the story of the girls who admire him and yearn for the whole school whom he favors."

Ruo Gong Daisuke is also excited: "The whole school? Play so big? That's good! This is not only for housewives readers, but also for readers who like curious and simple and straightforward excitement.

"Let's find a few more photo actresses, who are not well-known when they just debuted, stamp their faces, wear school uniforms like waves, and mix them into the real shots..."

"No!" Hanafang Takashi interrupted Wakamiya Daisuke, "You don't have to wear it in a very wavy look, the sailor suits are already pretty."

Ruo Gong Daisuke nodded: "Yes, that's it! I think it's another big hit this time, and this year's year-end performance award belongs to both of us again!"

Takashi Hanaba: "For the sake of credibility, we have to play a wave of Kiryuu Kazuma. Did you record the harmonica song just now?"

Ruo Gong Daisuke laughed: "Who do you think I am? You are responsible for the general direction of collecting materials, and I am responsible for collecting materials. Haven't we been working together like this? Have I missed any material?"

"Okay." Takashi Hanabo poked his head and glanced inside the classroom, "It looks like this classroom will not be able to produce the material we want for a while. Let's go to guerrilla first, take a picture of the girls who are cheating, and take the boys from If you remove it from the lens, you will definitely get a lot of usable pictures."

"'The night before the cultural festival, sorrow pervades the campus' like this?" Although Daisuke Wakamiya is a photojournalist, he is also good at playing with words.

"Yes, that's it." Hanafang Takashi just finished speaking, and a large flashlight suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor in the distance.

"Fuck, the teacher came to patrol again?" Takashi Hanabu turned off the flashlight and patted Daisuke Wakamiya, "Let's flash."

Obviously, he didn't see Takashi Hanabu's flashlight in the corridor, or he felt that "If you consciously extinguish it, just open one eye and close one eye." Anyway, the teacher didn't say anything, and continued to flash the flashlight to this side.

Takashi Hanaba and Daisuke Wakamiya ran in the opposite direction and turned into the stairwell.

They went down one floor-the third level is on the top floor of the classroom, and then up there is the rooftop.

However, what people did not expect was that the patrolling teacher actually came to the second floor when he got here.

Hanafang Takashi and Wakamiya Daisuke can only continue to hide.

However, strange things happened. No matter how they ran, the teacher with the flashlight followed far behind, as if chasing them.

"What the hell, did you find us at all?" Hanafang Takashi stood up straight while wiping his sweat, "I will stop him and you will run. You will be the one who draws the material tonight."

"Wait a minute!" Wakamiya Daisuke grabbed Hanabu Takashi's hand, "You...are you really a teacher?"

"What else can it be if it's not a teacher?" Hanfang Takashi asked back, "Seven incredible mannequins that move around on campus? Have you read a lot of supernatural magazines?"

As soon as the voice fell, the flashlight that had been following them suddenly went out.

Suddenly darkness enveloped the corridor.

Hanafang Longzhi breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the window next to him and found that he did not know when a few clouds floated in the sky, blocking the bright moon.

In the absence of moonlight, the corridor is a bit out of reach.

So despite the risk of being discovered, Hanafang Takashi turned on the flashlight.

"Look at the map," he said to Daisuke Wakamiya, "see where we went."

If Gong Daisuke opened the map, this was a simple map drawn by them in the archives section of the district office to check the school's blueprint before conducting the interview.

This kind of public school blueprints are kept in the district office.

"This... I don't know where we are." Daisuke Wakamiya frowned, and beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

Hanafang Takashi grabbed the map and compared it with the surrounding reference objects.

"Why don't you know where we are?" He muttered while looking for a point on the map that matches where we are now...

At this moment, the flashlight came from another direction.

Both squinted their eyes and looked at the direction of the flashlight.

I could vaguely see a female student holding a flashlight, dressed in rustic retro twist braids, and wearing thick-rimmed glasses.

"Come with me." The girl said concisely, then turned and walked directly to the dark corridor.

Takashi Hanafang and Daisuke Wakamiya glanced at each other, and then followed the girls' footsteps by coincidence.

Reporter Takashi Hanabu has a habit and wants to go up for an interview.

At this time, his eyes had adjusted to the lighting environment, and he recognized that this was the big breasted chairperson next to Kiryuu Kazuma.

Takashi Hanabo has a lot of things to ask, such as "Why are you not around Kiryuu Kazuma, "What are you doing here?" "What do you think of your relationship with other girls", he sorted it out Thinking, just about to open an interview, I heard the sound of Daisuke Wakamiya pressing the shutter next to him.

He turned his head and saw his partner take out the photo from the Polaroid camera, swaying back and forth like a fan, speeding up the natural development.

But in the end the photos came out into a ball, and there was nothing to be seen except a vague figure.

"No, I have used the lens for night shooting, and the light can't get anything. I change to a low-light night vision lens?"

Takashi Hanabu took the photo and stared at the corner of the photo.

He felt as if he was in a dark corner with a face smiling at the camera.

Wakamiya Daisuke: "Photos taken under this kind of light are easy to be "spiritual". This is the real cause of the supernatural photos taken on the supernatural programs."

The girl walking in front seemed to have not heard them, just walking forward.

"That," Hanafang Takashi stuffed the photo back to his partner and began to ask, "May I ask if you are..."

However, his question was interrupted.

The girl began to sing, a nursery rhyme that Japanese people have learned in childhood.

通りゃんせ通りゃんせ

Cleared, cleared

ここは冥府の细道じゃ

This is the path of the Hades

鬼神様の细道じゃ

This is the path of ghosts and gods

ちょっと通して下しゃんせ

Pass gently to the opposite side

The other party doesn't know why, so he sings the third paragraph directly.

This song made Hanafang Takashi get goosebumps, and the words he wanted to ask were stuck in his throat as if they were frozen.

Suddenly, the singing stopped abruptly.

The girl turned around.

Takashi Hanabu screamed out of fright at the sudden turn of his body.

But it didn’t happen as usual in horror movies. The girl didn’t turn into a **** ghost. She smiled and said to the two of them: “Just get here. I get lost from time to time in the science building, so it’s better not to go there. ."

Hanafang Takashi discovered that they were now standing on the bridge between the science building and the teaching building, with the bright moonlight coming through the window, so bright that they didn't even need a flashlight.

The girl said again, "You just wanted to interview me, right? Ask now."

Looking at the girl's slightly mocking smile, Takashi Hana swallowed, "No, no, we are over. We are reporters for the ghost magazine "Urban Strange Story"."

Speaking of Huafang Longzhi, he took out a fake press card, which he always kept a dozen in the car, depending on the situation.

Today, he happens to be using the identity of a journalist in a supernatural magazine.

"You are here to interview the strange talk?" There was light in the girl's eyes, "Then I have a lot of information to tell you. I am the former president of this school's similarity and common good association, although now this common good association is because no one has joined. Abolished."

Takashi Hanabu was completely in a state of difficulty.

At this time, his good partner reached out a helping hand: "Wow, when I took you just now, I took a supernatural photo!"

After that, he handed the supernatural Polaroid to the girl.

"Let's take a look." The girl took the photo excitedly, but immediately showed a disappointed expression, "Isn't this a very common exposure problem. Ninety-nine percent of the supernatural photos are of this kind, and you can see that they are fake." "

"Is that so? I think it's quite cautious."

"Well, it's very cautious. If you post it in a magazine, there will be light fans like it. But the readers of "Urban Strange Story" are all core fans, aren't they? Such photos will be sent out, and the editorial department will be inflamed. Yo."

"Uh, this..."

"I teach you how to retouch the picture. You can make this face less obvious, and then add some effects around me to dim the light."

The girl is obviously a true supernatural enthusiast and she speaks endlessly.

"In this way, this will become a very powerful photo!"

Wakamiya Daisuke nodded like garlic: "Okay, I see."

Then the girl turned around with a contented look: "Then, I will go back to the classroom. You two will take the materials and cheer up. Don't be discovered by the teacher. I look forward to the next issue of the urban strange talk."

Takashi Hanafang: "This...Even if we write things out, we might not get the page at the editorial meeting. This time the hottest, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is the J tunnel in the city."

Hanafang Takashi is not simply using another name, he has done his homework, the next issue of urban ghost story, is very likely to be on the supernatural album of J Tunnel.

"Come on." The girl said so and left lightly.

After the girl disappeared from sight, Daisuke Wakamiya said, "This guy, the advice I just gave is professional. The supernatural photojournalist I know does handle photos in this way."

"Fan." Takashi Hanabu shrugged. "I heard that there is a group of college students with a fever in animation in Osaka who have produced short animation films that will make professional animation clubs stand down. I'm afraid this is also the case."

After speaking, he looked back at the Science Building.

He couldn't help but shudder.

"Let's go." He patted his partner on the shoulder. "It's enough to get the material here. We have seen enough melancholic high school girls these days. Now back to the editorial department, maybe we can catch up with the magazine issue on Friday. Journal!"