Chapter 68: Extra 2: Called back to school for a meeting while out of cos...

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Isn't the celebration of our school's animation club coming soon?

1L (Good Evening): I want to see the party, they had a great program last year.

2L (Walking Knockout CP Machine): I'm ready to grab my ticket!

3L (play guitar with me?): @U of A Harness Anime Club, are you guys ready? Doghead.jpg

At this time--

Group Chat [U of A Harnessing the Wind Anime Club Cos Department] (52)

[Math even for middle schoolers]: Aha, our club's social celebration is highly anticipated.

[Smash Reality]: That's a must, our otaku and cos divisions are both excellent, and we've been preparing for the cos division's stage show for a long time this year, so we're sure to have no problem.

[Willing to pay any price for an encounter]: Good news, hahahahahaha I've got an encounter in my game, my number is going to go up in value.

[WILLING TO GIVE ANYTHING FOR AN EXTRAORDINARY ADVENTURE]: Bad news, I rolled down the fifth-floor stairs to the four-point-five and broke my foot.

[Crushing Bar Reality]: Are the stairs okay?

[Shattering Reality]: Ah wait, you broke your foot, it'll take a hundred days to heal, what will you do with your role in the social festival?

[Willing to give anything to have a strange encounter]:Oops ...... How about I limp on?

[President]: Don't you, I'll see if I can get you on instead.

Half an hour later, the president returned.

[President]: Oh, shit. I've asked around the clubs, and there are very few that can pull off teenage roles, and it's only half a week away, so how are they going to keep up with our rehearsals?

[Willing to give anything to have a strange encounter]: then I'd better beg for a medical miracle.

[Smash Bar Reality]: it occurs to me that we have someone at U of A who seems to be available, I just don't know if he's willing anymore.

[President]: Who?

*

Fang Zhiran stood in front of the gate of the College of Agriculture, curiously surveying the bishops in the field.

"Fang Zhiran." Pan Xu emerged from the College of Agriculture building holding a potted plant.

"What did they say?" Fang Zhiran asked, "Is Lao Guo's bamboos still salvageable?"

"They said, we should go to the magic college, not the agricultural college." Pan Xu said, "This root is rotten, throw it away."

Lao Guo had only been on the run for a few days when the flowers on the windowsill crumbled from neglect.

"Maybe it misses Lao Guo too much." Fang Zhiran found a reason, "It misses Lao Guo too much."

The two of them walked and talked, gradually approaching the Physics College building, downstairs stood a huge swath of people.

The gang had been quietly playing with their cell phones, but once they heard the footsteps, they suddenly raised their heads and turned their gazes on the two of them at the same time.

"You're dead." Fang Zhiran said, "The caller came to the door."

"I've been working for three days in a row on a thousand words." Pan Xu said, aggrieved. Pan Xu aggrievedly said.

"One thousand words?" Fang Zhiran asked, "You really have the face to change ah, the protagonist group in the 14th copy of a year, right, playing this does not rely on technology, all rely on the boss to boil dead, right?"

"Don't curse." Pan Xu crouched down with his head in his hands.

A huge swath of people came forward, Fang Zhiran is planning to step back and leave the space for venting to the majority of readers.

As a result, the man in charge stepped forward and turned to him.

"Senpai!" The other said.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

The flavor is so punchy.

It's for me.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Hello, Snowflakes-sensei." The other party said, "We're from the anime club at University A. It's so presumptuous of us to ask you a favor."

"Hmm? You say." Fang Zhiran stopped walking.

In Lao Guo's office, Ji Xingchuan had checked the time several times before Fang Zhiran arrived.

"It's taking you two this long to get to an agricultural college?" He asked.

A normal question, Pan Xu suddenly felt a chill.

What's wrong with me? Pan Xu is puzzled, I already talk about "Ji Xingchuan" and change color.

Pan Xu Eyes averted, "I'm going to the lab for some inspiration."

He pulled on a lab coat and panicked.

"I met someone from our school's animation club downstairs." Fang Zhiran said, "They were temporarily short of a role in the stage play for the club's celebration and wanted my help."

"White hair?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

"Light gold color." Fang Zhiran said, "Winter teacher, change your flavor once in a while."

The character that needs a replacement for the club's stage play is a light blonde-haired elf boy, which Fang Zhiran has seen, and the character's light green eyes and small transparent wings are very distinctive.

"You promise?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

"Uh-huh!" Fang Zhiran nodded, "I'm free this weekend anyway, a two-act stage show wouldn't be too hard for me."

"Winter teacher." He fished a ticket out of his pocket, "It's my turn to give you family tickets this time! You've got the blonde elf boy to watch!"

[Anywhere!

[Shut up!

Both of their cell phone text alerts went off at the same time, and both of them looked down at the same time again to check their messages.

Dean of Physics: Tonight's training for the Global Physics Championship has been canceled due to Mr. Chen's temporary commitment. The follow-up time is to be determined, wait for my notice.

The two each returned a received.

The night was just empty.

Ji Xingchuan said he got the family tickets, but he didn't stay idle. He listened to the stage play dubbing files from the University of A's animation club, helped to re-record the voices of the two characters, and did a simple post-production as well.

"Winter-sensei, Snowflakes-sensei." The president was on her knees, "I can't thank you both enough for your great kindness."

"There is a newspaper." Fang Zhiran said nonchalantly, "You can bring me food if you want."

Fang Zhiran : "I had a senior who always helped me before, but then he quit and I kinda miss the good old days."

"Yes, yes!" The president said.

The rehearsal space for the Anime Club's stage play is in the open space at the back of the Student Activity Center.

This kind of stage play interpretation is nothing difficult for a cosplayer like Fang Zhiran who can carry a motion video.

He had spent half an hour reading the script and memorizing his lines, and had followed the overall rehearsal twice, and was already proficient at keeping up with the club.

"What a powerful foreign aid." Among the onlookers, a little girl lamented, "This foot of mine, it should break."

President: "......"

Ji Xingchuan leans under a tree as family members watch a club rehearsal.

He had seen Fang Zhiran do static cos portraits and dynamic videos of him doing set photos, but this was the first time he had seen this kind of theatrical interpretation.

This rehearsal came without makeup, everyone was in regular clothes, and the curtain for the stage play was not set out; the two behind-the-scenes people responsible for pulling the curtain had a branch in their hands in place of the curtain.

Each cosplayer followed the rhythm of the dubbing, interpreted passages from the script, lip-synched while also paying attention to the action, we are all amateurs, all a little nervous and rusty.

But after many rehearsals, Ji Xingchuan felt that the members of these clubs had gotten their mouth expressions spot on.

[It's time to patrol the forest again.]

The Pixie voiceover appears.

[Hmph, human, who allowed you to appear in my territory.]

Fang Zhiran walked from behind the curtain to the front of the stage, the boy in a crisp, clean white shirt and pants, his right hand raised contemptuously, the corner of his mouth picking up a provocative smile.

Ji Xingchuan froze.

This was perhaps the strength of a professional cosplayer, his Fang Zhiran, although dressed in his usual clothes, stood there and was already the cocky and arrogant blonde elf's in his movements.

The script has an audience interaction segment for this character.

The angry elfin teenager is going to whip all the characters on stage with his short staff and then interact with a random front row audience member.

Fang Zhiran followed the dub, finished his performance on stage, and took a few steps forward to his boyfriend.

The short staff was gently pressed against the knot of Ji Xingchuan's throat.

"Why is there another intruder here?" The boy's voice rose slightly, "Turning you into this elf's pet."

The slender fingers gripped the staff and instantly pulled with such force that Fang Zhiran did not stand still and stumbled a step in front of Ji Xingchuan.

"You, the audience, how can you still add drama to yourself." Fang Zhiran was still speaking in the tone of his character.

Ji Xingchuan smiled somewhat regretfully and let go of his hand.

The scene ends, the elf's individual characterization ends, and Fang Zhiran runs off behind the curtain again.

In just a few days, Fang Zhiran completed several rehearsals with the club and mastered the role.

The long-awaited celebration of the Anime Club by the entire school's secondary community finally kicked off on a weekend night.

In addition to our students, the Animation Club also invited clubs from many nearby colleges and universities to come and watch the show.

Ji Xingchuan took Fang Zhiran's family ticket and sat in the first row, and in the row behind him, there were several students from foreign school clubs.

"I heard their 'elf' broke his leg?" Someone said, "That won't be on, the one thing I was most looking forward to in this fandom was the elf, what a shame."

"I guess I can't find a replacement, just a costume and fake hair doesn't count as a cos, the essence of the character is the personality." Another person said.

"It looks like the cos department of the University A Anime Club is going to have regrets this year." Another person said.

Soon after the otaku dance department's roles, the cos department's stage show officially kicked off.

Love brings together a group of people who also love coplay, and everyone takes their acting seriously and works hard to recreate characters and scenes.

Finally, Act IV is here.

The adventurers trespassed into the forest of the elves and were first surprised by their beauty and then beaten by them.

The curtain pulled back and the teenager with short light blonde hair stepped out, transparent wings fluttering gently behind him and a staff raised high in his hand.

With this face, this physique, and this charisma, the whole room let out a simultaneous gasp.

And on the screen behind the stage, a cos portrait of the character was cast, labeled again with the cosplayer's cn-

Snowflakes

"Holy shit, Snowflakes!" Behind Ji Xingchuan's back, the few people who had just been discussing the situation were clearly taken aback.

"I ate so well at the school festival?" Another person said, "Invited Snowflakes here, huh?"

"No surprise." Someone said, "Little Snowflakes is the A-list."

"It is said that wherever Snowflakes are found, there is winter." Someone started looking, "Is there? Is there?"

On stage, Fang Zhiran finished the rendition and started the flow into the audience interaction, taking a few steps to the front of the stage, a small bell jingling on the corner of his coat.

The light blonde haired pixie smiled and opened her hand at one of the people in the front row and a rain of light fell.

"Aaaaahhh Snowflakes teacher interact with me." Someone shouted.

"Why pick him, is there a pattern? I'll be damned, isn't it winter?"

Fang Zhiran turns around and heads back to the stage, ending the scene.

Light rain is nice to look at, thought Ji Xingchuan who was smashed all over with sequins.

The cell phone in his pocket suddenly perked up and he pulled it out to read the message.

Dean of the School of Physics: Are you free now? Come to 303 to open a training session, Mr. Fu tomorrow to go abroad for a month, and then delay this training session will not be opened.

Ji Xingchuan:.

Ji Xingchuan: Is it urgent?

Dean of Physics: Yeah, as long as you're all on campus, in whatever state you're in, come on down, the teachers don't mind.

Ji Xingchuan: Really?

Fang Zhiran only had two acts to perform, and at the end of those, he slipped out backstage while the stage was dimly lit and went around to his boyfriend.

"Watch the show together." He said, "That counts as a date."

"Might have to change the appointment." Ji Xingchuan said, "All of a sudden he said he's going to give us a training session for the tournament."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Twenty minutes later, in room 303 of the School of Physics, the dean was directing the members of the Graduate Student Association's photography department to find a pickup spot.

"Tough luck, classmate." The dean said, "Wait, you're here to shoot, to capture our professors in a lively discussion with the players, the president said, it's all an honor, when the time comes to intercept a few of the ones that can be used, we'll put them on the front page of the official website of the University of A."

"Okay Dean, leave it to me." The member of the photography department said.

"Old Money is here." Dean said, "Why hasn't our Guo Men's team come yet?"

"Coming, coming, next time there will be a meeting to say earlier." Gan Wanhe rushed in with his hair wet, his long hair still dripping water down, "Just got out of the shower."

"Coming, coming." Jiang Feng rushed in with his hair half cut, "Next time say it earlier, only half cut, but I paid full price."

Dean: "......"

Where are the other three?

I think it's a little more reliable. Guo Men are normal, right?

"Coming coming." Chu Xi came in normally, "Just so happens I'm in the office."

The Dean was visibly relieved that the time had come, and the next thing you know, it should all be normal.

We can't have all the oddballs at Guo Men.

"Coming!" Ji Xingchuan rushed through the door with one man in tow, "Is there room?"

"Here are two." Gan Wanhe said, "Wow, it's beautiful."

Ji Xingchuan burst into the conference room with the elf on the loose.

Gan Wanhe bowed his head and took a candy bar.

The hem of the elf's lithe coat was lifted by the wind carried between walks, and time seemed to slow down as all eyes stopped on the elf boy.

Dean: "?"

Lao Chen: "?"

Old Money: "?"

"Teachers, next time give earlier notice." Ji Xingchuan sat down with the man in tow, "It's a good thing everyone's at school."

When everyone arrived, the students in the photography department clicked and snapped furiously.

Old Money was petrified.

"Mr. Qian?" The light blonde haired boy sitting next to him said politely, "Could you move over a little bit? You're blocking my wing."

Old Money: "......"

Old money cracks.