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Not a Talent Event

Still in the dark, Brian who had run away from the committee is now walking alone. He was confused about where to go, just walking casually to the front of the school environment.

Just then the sound of the siren toa began to sound, Brian felt relieved because it was not he who had become the alarm. The committee did not pursue, after all, they were just joking, as a senior would be furious to play with his junior.

Like yesterday, they were awakened in one third of the night to pray. So Brian was not confused anymore, he just had to wait for the others to come out and he would immediately go to his room.

But suddenly, as he sat in front of a classroom, he slightly felt something strange in his stomach. Like there are bubbles that continue to chat and sound up to the surface. Brian held him down, at most this was just the sound of worms that were starving.

Still silent with the sound of the siren toa that sounded, he was already uncomfortable. His stomach ached, and a pressure seemed to be crashing into his anal hole.

Before everyone got out, Brian immediately ran towards the WC security guard. There are only 2 pieces of WC there and maybe this is safe from the reach of people.

It had been a few days that he had not been defecating, so there was no way he would have to hold it again. Here Brian can close the door tightly unlike his WC Junior High door that must be held. From above there was also no gap, Brian could be safe without fear of anyone observing.

Comfort that does not necessarily make Brian feel calm, someone will surely come immediately and forcefully he strained trying to remove his entrails.

"Bratt! Brett! Brott!"

Unexpectedly not only the dirt that comes out, but the sound of farting also sounds loud. Brian himself was surprised to hear it, he was afraid that someone outside would also listen to him. But this sound he could not stand at all, he also turned the water faucet to slightly dampen the sound of the bomb in there.

Shit, why do you really want to poop? The reason was just a lie. And it feels like the stomach is still sore, even though it is not solid but diluted. What did he eat this way?

Stomach is a bit no longer sick, immediately Brian ended it before people came to suspect him.

No smell, the watery taik was not smelled pungent, Brian could saunter freely out of there without worrying about the response of people who would then go inside.

Outside already came the opposite direction participants with Brian. Oh yeah, so panicked Brian forgot to wash his face. Because he had moved away from the WC security guard, he turned to the left.

There are 3 WC doors there and also several taps of ablution place. The place is fragrant and also kept clean. Though yesterday people look dirty and must have made this WC dirty too.

Brian no wonder, the janitor here is very professional. School is always clean. Not as sloppy as in his Junior High, the only clean WC teacher and of course it is always locked.

While washing your face in the running tap water, two women began to come in there. They carry a transparent pouch containing facial soap and toothpaste. Brian himself does not bring such things, cleanliness is important, but later he will instead be mistaken alay.

"Byeah!"

Suddenly one of the women slipped, Brian turned his head but did not help him. The floor was a little wet and the woman was wearing slippery slippers, she just sat down but strangely she looked straight at Brian.

'Who is he?' Ask the woman in her heart.

He immediately stood up, embarrassed to fall in front of men. Before entering here, his eyes were fixed on Brian who was alone.

Soon the woman went inside the WC to just hide. He wondered, who was the handsome man in front of him? After the sound of the faucet dies and Brian leaves, he looks out at Brian's disappearance in the crowd.

Morning gymnastics is back. Smelly armpits fluttered on the still fresh air. Not everyone yesterday took a shower, they were not soap preparation and where perhaps hundreds of students had to faithfully queue long.

Like yesterday they are re-supplied so as not to bother cooking themselves. Now they have to eat it in the field because the event will be held there as well.

This is a fun event, the committee is free to regulate how the activities go. Every participant must have been there whose behavior always attracts attention, the committee held an event to introduce one by one the participants he chose.

"Diva class TKJ!"

The committee calls out one name through the loudspeakers. Instantly the sound of the crowd's screams came out, without hesitation the person who was summoned immediately came to the airy front and climbed up the steps of the stairs.

From his gait alone he has become the center of attention, he is a soft bone man who is very active and confident.

Diva, TKJ class. The man with glasses with a handsome face. Most people probably already know him a bit, he is very supple especially to the women.

"Yuuu!" Everyone's cheers were unexpected.

"Hallow guys! Introduce my name Diva, how are you all definitely not in the shower right?" Said the new boy's Diva. He waved his hands weakly.

"Yet!"

"Udahh!"

"You!"

"The client's home!"

"Gatels!"

Answer the students who are sitting on the field.

"Diva, what are you here to dedicate to all your friends?" Ask the committee over the loudspeaker.

"Mmh.. what well.. I can sing anyway, yaudah sing ajah well? How's buddies?" Ask Diva.

"Sany!" Answer audiences.

Diva was a little embarrassed, however, the crowd in front of her could not possibly avoid. He could not stay still and continued to move his body that looked soft.

The accompaniment music started to sound, a slow pop song that everyone knew as well. Behind the 2 minus glasses he closed his eyes, moving to live without seeing who was now in front of him.

Her voice was a little heavy and nice, but there were elements of her woman on a high note. Even so all looks salute, he is so brave in front of a crowd like this.

"Tu boy letoy really anjir, greget I want to matahin bones." Gilang.

The slow movements of the Diva made her feel disgusted. Women alone style is not like that, but this man even looks more so-so.

"Who wants my cell phone number?" Ask Diva after the concert is over.

"No!"

All refused, Diva also got a gift in the form of a large parcel that does not know what the contents are. The show was deliberately used as an opening as motivation for other students to dare to move forward. Who wants to go forward, then the committee will give him a gift as well.

On the outskirts of the room the committee went around to designate who would be next to the front. And one by one began to be interested without being appointed. They want to show their talents that feel better than Diva.

This time 2 women, they offered songs as well. Furthermore from the male students, he showed a beatbox talent that certainly made people surprised to hear him.

His beatbox was very long and made people think his mic was already wet filled with his saliva. Most who come are voice contributors, the committee gets bored and starts pointing at someone randomly.

"Njongg. ngeongg.."

This time their view was distracted by 1 drone flying over there.

From the first day some of the committee has held a digital camera to capture this moment. Some of the participants asked to be photographed as well.

"What? Just a drone to see a plane?" Brian felt ordinary.

"Hey you, the one who was charging the phone, right?" A committee of women poked Brian's shoulders.

Brian sat in the back corner, deliberately he sat there so he could disperse the earliest. His feelings began to not calm down, what was the big brother of the committee calling him?