"I mean, hasn't that little girl been looking for you lately?"

Easily avoiding the sight of the math teacher on the podium who looked a little sven wearing glasses, Mei Hong poked Bo Liyou's back with her finger and asked quietly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's been another week since the last time I appreciated (poison) (tongue) Kashiwazaki Hoshina's novel.,Hoshinai is still continuing to work hard to write her novels.,Even the PSP that doesn't leave her hand on weekdays has been replaced with a pencil.,From time to time, you can see what she's writing and drawing on paper when she's in class.,But anyway, her grades are as good as ever.,And she's also the daughter of one of the presidents of this school.,So it's just as if you didn't see it.,Anyway, it's better than playing PSP in class.。

However, Meihong is not referring to Xingna, who has already suffered from writer's disease, but Sanae Dongfengtani, who came to them for trouble on the first day of school. Since that day, she has been acting like an ordinary high school girl, going to school normally and leaving school normally, and she doesn't want to find Bo Liyu to ask again.

The only difference between her and other female high school students is that she rarely sees her socializing with others, and she seems to have no friends.

"It's like a different person, compared to when I introduced myself that day."

Mei Hong supported her head with her hands and looked at Bo Liyou's side face boredly, looking leisurely.

"Judging by the enthusiastic way she first introduced herself, I thought that little girl was a troublesome guy, just like the other noisy little guys in the class."

"But I think you're enjoying it, and when you see them gossiping, don't you pretend to be passing by and listen to them?"

"Who would do that kind of thing! The messy love gossip they talk about is simply unsubstantiated speculation, damn, that kind of boring stuff. If it weren't for hearing your name......"

Mei Hong blushed, as if she wanted to shout out, but finally remembered the fact that she was still in class at the moment before the outbreak, and forced her voice down, and whispered fiercely with some gritted teeth, but the more she talked about it, the quieter she became, and when it came to the last few words, it was basically to the extent that even Mei Hong herself couldn't hear clearly.

"Huh? My what? ”

"Nothing! I want to punch someone! ”

"Poof! How the hell did the conversation change so quickly? ”

"Originally, it wasn't interesting to think that I would beat up some idiot women that day, but now that I think about it, I should have hung them on electric fans and thrown chalk them until they begged for mercy in pain."

"Hey! It's just that the last time I spoke, Huiyin found out that I threw chalk once, how long do you have to complain! ”

"Don't look at me like this, I have a lot of grudges, for example, my father was humiliated by a bastard woman a thousand years ago, I still remember it clearly!"

"Millennium!? That's not something that can be described by a simple grudge, what a grudge this is! ”

"Well, but it's been so long, and those resentments at the beginning have almost been diluted, if you can meet her again......"

"Will you just shake hands with her?"

"A tooth for a tooth, double the reward!"

Mei Hong made an expression of the male protagonist in a certain TV series when he said this famous line.

"Speaking of which, a thousand years ago? Then your age ......"

Bo Liyu wittily discovered the strange place in Mei Hong's words.

"If you dare to keep talking, I'll kill you."

"I'm sorry, I understand, I won't ask again."

"Sure enough, I still killed you!"

"Ah, yes, that's a long way off! Let's talk about how things are going with Dongfeng Valley classmates! ”

Bo Liyu was sweating profusely and changed the topic, and when he heard the movement, Battlefield Hara glanced back at the two who were laughing and playing, and sighed helplessly.

Although she also has a weird identity, unlike Mei Hong, she has not experienced the precipitation of time, her relatives are still alive, and unlike her, she is just an ordinary person, so she can't be the same as Mei Hong, she doesn't care about her grades at the end of the crane and deserts in class.

Hawkers, Bo Liyou don't talk about it, that guy is an outsider, even if he deserts with Mei Hong every day, he hasn't seen his grades fluctuate in the slightest, and he doesn't hurry to stay above the qualification line, just like himself, leisurely to the point of being a little lazy.

Speaking of which, if you don't have to worry about academics and exams, and if you are lucky enough to have a few good friends, school is actually a good pastime...... At least that's the case for Mei Hong.

"Well, for a teenage girl, it should be very tiring to hide her strength and live in harmony with ordinary people. It's like a s** game.,There's a barrage floating everywhere.,If you accidentally touch it, you'll ...... It's troublesome enough to just do that, let alone interact with others beyond the normal level. ”

Hakuri raised her eyebrows, pretending not to care, and glanced at the unfinished manuscript on the desk of Kashiwazaki Hoshina, who was struggling to write, as if she had seen something strange, and her face showed a look of distress and incomprehension.

"Oh? Can you really say such a thing with a face full of indifference.,After all, Bo Li-san, aren't you only in your teens?,It's really unconvincing for me to say such a thing.,What is this?,A new self-boasting method? ”

The battlefield sitting in front of Bo Liyu probably thought of the miserable scene when he and Bo Liyu met for the first time and were suppressed in all aspects, and turned around unhappily and glared at him with fierce eyes, and then returned to his original state before the teacher moved his gaze, taking notes with a proper posture, looking like a good student.

"I'm not like her."

Responding briefly, as if unwilling to explain much about this, Hakuriyu just said this and closed her lips.

"Anyway, aren't you going to take the initiative to talk, what if that little guy doesn't come to you like this?"

Although Mei Hong said this, she didn't even show the slightest expression of concern on her face. The reason she said this was only to keep the topic going, that is, just to pass the time for small talk. In comparison, it's probably like the average middle school student likes to discuss who has a crush on whom, and who is in a relationship with whom, and maybe they are not interested in these things per se, but just want to enjoy the pleasure they get from discussing these things, and it is completely out of their consideration of what good or bad things will happen to the person because of their unwarranted speculation.

"That's no way, I'm not Doraemon."

With her head in her hands, she looked up at the sky outside the window, and uttered words that the battlefield had heard once in that dilapidated shrine.

"There's no way I can help her, people can't be saved by anyone, only she can save her."

Hearing this, Zhan Zhenyuan and Mei Hong were silent, as if they remembered something, and did not continue to speak.

"So, what to do?"

When the class was about to end, unexpectedly, it wasn't Mei Hong, who had been asking curiously, but the battlefield who didn't talk much, who asked this sentence first.

"What can I do so that Dongfenggu-san can get what he wants?"

"What do I do......"

Hakuri narrowed her eyes, leaned back and tilted her chair slightly, swaying back and forth gently, as if she was missing something, not knowing whether to answer the question of the battlefield or to muttering softly to herself.

"It only takes a little bit of courage to ......"

Courage to go beyond common sense.

Believe in your own courage.

And......

――Courage to express your heart!!

ps:I found one thing.,Originally, I just liked Wenwen and Meihong to an ordinary degree.,But since I wrote their plot, I repeatedly checked the information and read related things in order to write the article.,And imagine their way of life.,Unconsciously, I like them more and more.,Shouldn't I be more involved in teaching after writing this book......