"Ahem, Mr. Yamada, let's come to class. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

At this time, the students were excited about the incident of Ori Madara and did not hear Yamada Maya's words. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of moth will be made.

"Ahem...... Well. ”

At this time, Yamada Shinya realized that this didn't seem to be the place to talk about this kind of thing, and finally remembered that he was actually a teacher.

……

In the next few days, Weaving Spotted Summer always lives in the aquatic fire of two childhood sweethearts. Whatever one supports, the other must oppose; Whatever one opposes, the other must support.

The two of them would quarrel when they talked, and the quarrel turned into a personal attack, which made the weaving spots bigger in the summer.

In comparison, Luoxing's life is much more comfortable. Every two or three days, he would go to the dormitory of Weaving Madara Qiandong to carry out a loving exercise called Jiaogong Grain, which made Oribana Qiandong charming recently.

Of course, Luo Xing's frequent actions at night can't be concealed from the family of assassins who were born assassinations. But after realizing who the other party was, even if she passed the clan elder assessment at the age of sixteen, she didn't dare to take advantage of it as the head of the more knowledgeable family.

It's just that every night, when Luo Xing comes back, he will look at him with resentful eyes, just like his wife who came home after discovering her husband and Xiao San's tryst.

A week passes quickly, marking the arrival of summer in May. After school, the sky began to faintly turn orange.

After half a month of getting along, the girls in the class gradually turned from excitement to calmness, so Luo Xing and Weaving Spot Yixia have been questioned and attacked and surrounded by sight less recently.

At the same time, the announcement that the class representative battle was about to start was also posted on the blackboard in the hallway.

"Class Representative Battle, Ah, ......"

Huang Lingyin, who was still entangled with Shino's broom, glanced at Luo Xing, who had come to lunch with Oriban, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"This time the first in the grade, it will definitely be mine!"

But as soon as she finished speaking, not only Shinono's broom who met her and didn't deal with her, but all the students in the cafeteria, including Ori Madara Yixia, looked at her with strange expressions.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Suzu, you don't know yet."

Weaving Madara swallowed the chicken nuggets in his mouth and smiled bitterly.

"Los Angeles has the strength of a top IS driver. According to Sister Qiandong's meaning, he is already qualified to compete for the world championship, and even among the teachers, few can defeat him. ”

"Huh, World Champion?!"

Huang Lingyin looked at Ori Madara with a caring look on her handicapped face, and she didn't have the slightest idea of believing it.

Luo Xing is a student in the same grade as them, and he is only sixteen years old this year, does Yixia think that everyone can be as strong as Weaving Spotted Qiandong?

But just as she was about to question, she walked over in a small black suit and carried a salmon weaving spot Qiandong and sat next to Luo Xing.

"What, do you have an opinion on my judgment?"

"Weaving, Weaving Spot?!"

Seeing the weaving spot Qiandong, the phoenix bell sound was like seeing a cat and mouse, and even the ponytail at the back of the head was about to stand up.

Not only her, but even the whispers of the surrounding students gradually disappeared, replaced by countless adoring gazes condensed on Orichi Chito.

"Report to the teacher, I have no opinion!"

Like a schoolboy, he jumped up from his seat with a 'rub', his hands between the seams of his trousers, his eyes looking straight ahead.

"Sit down, it's not class time."

Nodding at Huang Lingyin, Weaving Madara Qiandong sighed helplessly.

"That's why I don't like to come to the student cafeteria to eat."

"Then think of it as having dinner with me."

Not evasive at all, Luo Xing took a piece of salmon from the plate in front of Bianban Qiandong, chewed it a little and swallowed it.

"It's not bad, but I'm still not used to eating raw."

Luo Xing's sudden move made everyone around them hold their breath, and many of them were shocked to drop their chopsticks, staring intently at Weaving Madara Qiandong's next move.

"It's a pity, Luo Xing won't be killed by the angry Teacher Weaving, right?"

Some people are worried about Luo Xing, but others praise his behavior.

"If I can eat a piece of salmon stained with my sister's saliva, I will admit it even if I am about to die."

But contrary to the expectations of most people, Bianban Qiandong, who was snatched a piece of salmon by Luo Xing in front of him, just rolled his eyes at him and did not make any other moves.

"Are you alright?"

In the cafeteria, someone was exclaiming in a low voice.

"Damn, is this a preferential treatment for men who can use IS? It's so enviable. ”

On the opposite side of Luo Xing, Weaver Yixia was also a little surprised.

The way of eating in Japan is different from that of a large eastern country today, or it is the same as the dining method of a large eastern country in the past, basically one food per person, even if it is just a fish two fingers wide, and a family of four will be divided into four plates.

Therefore, even Weaving Spotted Yixia, who is the younger brother of Weaving Spotted Qiandong, has never tried to 'snatch food' from Weaving Spotted Winter's bowl.

After hesitating for a moment, or to prove something, Oribana Yixia stretched out his chopsticks to the salmon in front of Oribana Qiandong, but immediately received a knife from the other party.

"Idiot, what do you want to do?"

Am I your brother? Why can't I do it?

Although I want to say this, Oribana has been shrouded by the coercion of her sister Oribana Qiandong for a long time, so she can only bow her head with some depression and grievance, and focus on her plate.

The practice of weaving a thousand winters also dispels the idea of many people to try. Even the younger brother of Lord Chido doesn't have this benefit, let alone others.

However, everyone's attention was therefore focused on Luo Xing, who also wanted to stretch his chopsticks from the plate of Oribana Qiandong, and not only succeeded, but was not even punished by her.

"Luo Xing, I have something to tell you."

Glaring fiercely at the culprit who caused the commotion, Oribana Chito simply ate all the salmon in a few bites, causing several sighs from the table next to him.

"Your IS manipulation skills have reached world-class standards, and the class representative battle is meaningless to you, so I hope you can give up this spot to Yixia or Cecilia."

"No problem."

Luo Xing nodded and agreed to Weaver Qiandong's arrangement. But what seemed to him to be a justified fact, others did not.

Deserve! Who told him to dare to eat Sendong-sama's salmon, and now he was even deprived of his status as a class representative, right?