Chapter 656: Qingye loses big
Among all the garrisons, Yu Zheng has the highest average cooking skill, mainly because Yi Xian and Ning Hai Ping Hai raised the overall level. Next is the Japanese style. The Japanese style is actually stronger than Yu Zheng in some ways, that is, although their high-end combat power is not as good as Yu Zheng, they have more people, and there is strength in numbers.
Today's dinner was mainly prepared by the Japanese, who mobilized many people to help in the kitchen. Because of this, the izakaya was shut down, so today's dinner was particularly sumptuous. However, the number of people dining in the cafeteria tonight was quite small. More than half of the people were gone before 6:30 or 7:00, while there were usually many people at this time.
Of course it’s not that the dinner tasted bad today, but the staff of the Red and White Song Festival, as well as those who participated in the Red and White Song Festival and their helpers, had to finish their meals early and leave the cafeteria to go to the auditorium to prepare in advance. Some people could only wait in the dressing room for others to help them get dinner.
This is the dressing room located backstage at the Grand Hall.
"Not done yet?" Quincy sat in front of the dressing table. She had been putting on makeup for nearly half an hour and was getting a little impatient. She wanted to lie on the dressing table to rest, but she had to sit upright.
"It's almost done, it's almost done." New Orleans sat next to her and comforted her sister, "Don't worry, Akun."
"Quincy, don't move." Even if the ship girl is naturally beautiful and has smooth and delicate skin, she just doesn't need to use concealer and foundation. Eye shadow, eyeliner, blush , lipstick, etc. need to be applied in the right places. Quincy's makeup artist is Missouri. She is holding an eyebrow pencil to help Quincy draw eyeliner. Her hands are steady and her movements are orderly.
Another ten minutes passed.
"Not done yet?" Quincy's voice sounded a little aggrieved. Putting on makeup turned out to be such a hassle.
"Okay." Missouri put away her makeup. She stood behind Quincy and turned Quincy's head to face the makeup mirror. In the makeup mirror appeared a pretty girl with bright eyes and white teeth. Of course, she was confident that she was more beautiful than Quincy. "Quincy, take a look. What do you think? A beauty that only appears once in a thousand years."
"It looks no different than usual." Quincy tilted his head.
"That's because you can't see it." New Orleans interrupted his sister, "Don't worry about it, Missouri."
"It's okay." Missouri waved her hand. She knew Quincy's personality and she also liked that silly sister.
There is no girl in the world who doesn't love beauty, even stupid ones. Quincy didn't care at first, but now looking at herself in the makeup mirror...what a beautiful girl, he couldn't help but pay some attention and bit his lips lightly.
New Orleans watched Quincy stand up from his seat, with his long, smooth blue hair casually draped down and a white dress decorated with shiny gold stars. It did not look out of place, on the contrary, the white dress made Quincy look playful and cute.
New Orleans wanted to hug her lovely sister and rub her face against hers, but she had a hard time resisting when she thought about how Missouri had just put on makeup for her.
New Orleans walked up to Quincy and helped her pull the bow tied around her neck.
"Akun is really beautiful... Sorry for bothering Missouri. Thank you." New Orleans looked at Missouri, and then at Richelieu who was standing next to Missouri. His sister's clothes were designed by her, and it was said that she worked overnight to finish them. "And Richelieu, the clothes are very beautiful. Thank you."
"Why is New Orleans so polite?" Richelieu smiled.
In history, Richelieu stayed in the United States for a long time and even underwent transformation in the United States. Now as a ship girl, Richelieu has a close relationship with the American system, as close as a sister.
"If New Orleans really wants to thank us..." Missouri said and laughed. She raised her right hand into a fist, "The best thank you is - we want to see Quincy beat Aoba."
"Our Akun will definitely get first place." New Orleans said confidently.
Alaska and Guam were also in the dressing room. They didn't ask Missouri to do their makeup. They just took care of their hair and put more energy into tuning their instruments. After finally completing the tuning and maintenance to ensure that there would be no problems on the stage, they took out their phones to check the time. It was not long before the Red and White Song Contest began.
"Almost." Alaska reminded, "It's almost 7:30."
"So soon... I'll go to the stage and see if everyone is here?" Missouri walked towards the corridor.
"I'll go take a look too." Quincy is a person who can't stay still.
Thank goodness Missouri put on such delicate makeup, turning simple casual clothes into gorgeous dresses. Even a fool like her would know to hold up her skirt lightly while walking, and be careful to avoid roadside obstacles, such as low stools and large cardboard boxes containing props, instead of rushing around recklessly.
New Orleans just opened her mouth to tell Quincy to stop running, but Quincy had already walked into the corridor and stopped, as if someone was blocking her way.
New Orleans chased to the corridor and saw Aoba blocking Quincy's way. Aoba was wearing a big bow headband, a red dress, and a pair of white angel wings swaying behind her. She was 100% cute. She was indeed the idol of the heavy cruise, Aoba Aoba.
"Aoba, why are you blocking our Akun?" New Orleans took the initiative.
"She was blocking my way back." Qingye refused to give in.
Everyone else can give way, except the Japanese. Even if it's the Japanese, it's okay, except Aoba. New Orleans didn't remind Quincy to be polite and give way to people when they meet them - giving way before the Red and White Song Festival has started is a bad sign - but she couldn't say anything to ask people to give way for no reason.
New Orleans couldn't say it, but Qingye could. She looked at Quincy and had to admit that the idiot was dressed up pretty well today. She said expressionlessly: "Make way."
Quincy looked back toward New Orleans. Her sister said nothing, but nodded and said, "No."
Behind Quincy were Missouri, Richelieu and many other people who had come from the dressing room after hearing the news. Aoba also had many friends behind him. Today's Red and White Song Festival was the home ground of the Japanese group, so there was no reason for them to be outnumbered. In short, neither group was willing to give in .
Ahem——
"Let me say something." Wisconsin stood up, coughing.
She is also one of the hosts of today's Red and White Songs Contest. She finished her dinner early and came to the dressing room.
"Wisconsin, what do you want to say?" Qingye looked at Wisconsin with squinted eyes, and her face was not happy at all. Even though Wisconsin was a powerful new battleship and the admiral's favorite, she was not afraid.
"Aoba should give way to Quincy," Wisconsin said.
"Why should I give way to her?" Qingye asked back.
"According to public order and good customs, the younger generation should give way to the elders, and the subordinates should give way to their superiors."
"I know what you mean." Qingye was sure that Wisconsin would not be that simple. That Wisconsin was the most chaotic bastard in the garrison. But now he could only take one step at a time. "But Quincy and I are of the same generation. Neither of us has a position. What should I say now?"
"Quincy should have joined the naval base earlier than you, so he should be your predecessor," Wisconsin said.
"You joined the tutelary fort earlier than me, so you are my senior." Qingye opened his eyes wide, and his round eyes were curled with eyelashes that were straight and curled. "At most, you registered for admission earlier than me."
"Even so, you two are of the same generation." Wisconsin did not argue with Qingye. "Quincy's training level is higher than yours, and she has fought more times than you. She even has a medal... Although I don't know where she got the medal for a mere heavy cruiser. She has served as the flagship of a heavy cruiser many times. Can she be said to be your superior?"
"It's just the flagship, what's the big deal?" Aoba said, "The flagship is just the flagship. Otherwise, our Akagi is the flagship of the aircraft carrier brigade. Including Enterprise, Lexington, Saratoga, Yorktown... We are all members of the aircraft carrier fleet. Is Akagi everyone's boss?"
"When will she become a secretary ship? I will recognize her as my superior. But I don't think it will ever be possible." Qingye curled his lips and said, after all, to be a secretary ship now, one must surpass everyone in the secretary ship exam. "Don't bring up the fact that she was a secretary ship for a period of time before. I was also a secretary ship... Who hasn't been a secretary ship before?"
"There's another reason why Aoba should give way to Quincy, and Aoba certainly can't refute that," Wisconsin said.
"Tell me the reason." Qingye snorted.
"Generally speaking, those with bigger breasts speak first. I have bigger breasts, so I speak first." Wisconsin glanced at Qingye's chest, which was really ordinary. "By extension, should those with bigger breasts go first, and those with smaller breasts go first?"
Qingye looked past Wisconsin at Quincy, cursing inwardly that she was big-breasted and brainless, then looked down at herself, her heart sank. She easily saw her shoes and her face suddenly turned pale.
"How does Qingye refute?" Wisconsin laughed. He laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward, and squatted on the ground with his arms around himself. He laughed a Wisconsin laugh, and then quickly calmed down as if nothing had happened.
Qingye was furious. She pointed at Wisconsin and yelled, "You don't have breasts either, you flat chested one."
"Yes, I don't have breasts either." Wisconsin was very open-minded. Even if she didn't have breasts, as long as she had legs, and she was flirty, it was enough that the admiral liked her. "But I'm not blocking the way."
Qingye was so angry that he couldn't speak.
“Forget it.” Wisconsin grabbed Quincy’s wrist and pulled him aside. “Let’s get out of the way.”
As long as Aoba is pissed off and angry, even if he gives way, he can be said to have won. It is better to say that he won twice, because actively giving way just shows the generosity of the American style, while the Japanese style is just a clown in comparison. It is better to say that he won three times, as long as he can piss off Aoba and affect her performance, the others in the Red and White Song Contest will be more competitive.
Wisconsin dragged Quincy away, followed by New Orleans, and the other American schools also dispersed.
Aoba stood motionless in the middle of the corridor. She was really angry.
"Sister?" Yi Li called out worriedly.
"It's okay." Qingye said, "Let's go back."
The Japanese girls returned to their dressing room, which was right next to the American girls'. I could hear them talking and laughing in the American girls' dressing room, perhaps laughing at their failure. Their dressing room was quiet, and no one wanted to talk.
Aoba sat in front of the dressing table without saying a word.
Kinugasa wanted to comfort her sister, but she had no idea where to start.
"Kigarashi, come here." Thirteen waved at Kigarashi. When Kigarashi came over, she opened the drawer of the dressing table and took out a bunch of things from the drawer and stuffed them into Kigarashi's hands. "Take these and give them to Aoba, your sister."
"What is this?" Yi Li grabbed both hands full.
"Don't worry about it." Thirteen said, "Just give it to your sister."
"Also," Thirteen remembered to add, "don't say I gave it to you."
"Oh." Yi Li took the thing that No. 13 gave her and placed it in front of Qing Ye, "Sister, this is for you."
"What is that?" Qingye picked up what her sister put in front of her. It was a bunch of silicone breast pads. A bunch of silicone breast pads, a lot of silicone breast pads, suggesting that her breasts were too flat. Two pieces were not enough, even four pieces were not enough. Must there be more?
"Igarashi, are you laughing at me too?" Aoba laughed in anger.
"No, that's not it." Only then did Yi Li know what No. 13 had given her.
"Have you seen Roma these days?" Aoba asked, "and Ji Ling."
There is no wall that is impenetrable. Now everyone knows what Christmas to Veneto. They understand that the two have not appeared in the public eye. They all said that if they were in his place, they would be more ruthless. Veneto has a good temper.
Kinugasa kept backing away from Aoba's gaze.
"Stop." The younger sister had a full bust, which was still bulging even with the bandages wrapped around her. As a sister, she had nothing. God knew how unhappy Qingye had been. She had no chance before, but now she finally had the chance. She was furious and moved her five fingers.
Aoba hit Kinugasa's plump upper body.
Yi Li covered his chest with his hands, looking aggrieved and pitiful.
Qingye leaned back in her chair. She felt much better and refreshed now.
Number Thirteen smiled and thought, "There is no construction without destruction." He believed that Aoba would not let what happened just now affect his performance at the upcoming Red and White Song Contest, but it would be hard for Igasa.
Prince Eugen was in another dressing room. Her beautiful blue medium-length hair was tied into two ponytails with a white headband. Her white lantern sleeves matched with an iron-gray cake skirt, which was full of German style and cute.
At the same time, there was chaos in the auditorium.
Everyone wants to sit in the front, but there are only so many seats in the front. In theory, it's first come, first served, but there are always some people who try to take advantage of it by tricking Lolita, threatening her sister, etc.
People from Enterprise, Victory, Reputation, etc. stepped forward to maintain order, otherwise there would be no way to quiet down the auditorium when the Red and White Song Festival started. In addition, small snacks and drinks such as popcorn, potato chips, and cola were allowed into the auditorium, but foods with strong smells were not allowed.
"Put all the wine outside."
The Su clique is always the most troublesome group.
After unremitting efforts, we finally got everyone to quiet down before 7:30.
It's now half past seven and the Red and White Song Contest has officially begun.
