Chapter 120: Abba can't compare to this sand sculpture

When the Matsumoto Police Station drifted away absentmindedly, Shiraki walked out of the corner, and Xiaolan saw him and raised his hand to say hello.

Sayuri Matsumoto looked at Shiraki and quickly reacted, "You are the friend that Xiaolan said?" ”

"Well, hello teacher." , Bai Shu followed the example of the group of high school students and greeted them in a proper manner.

Sayuri Matsumoto was quite self-cooked, got up and handed over a plastic bag containing a canned drink, "Thank you for coming today, can you have some drinks?" ”

"You're welcome, then." , Bai Shu looked around the bag, picked a cup of coffee casually, opened it and took a sip.

When some people don't drink coffee, their minds are full of the mellow flavor of coffee, and when they really drink it in their mouths, they find that the mellow and bitter taste is so bitter that they can't bear it at all.

Bai Shu wiped his mouth and silently put the coffee aside, it was really bitter.

As soon as he put down the cup, there was a knock on the door next to him.

…… From the beginning to the present, this person outside the door is the first one who knows to knock on the door when entering the house.

The white tree was closest to the door, and when he walked over and opened the door, a large handful of roses appeared in front of him.

Behind the roses, a buddy with short ear-length hair closed his eyes and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, posing in a very sassy posture, opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

"Wait!" , Bai Shu interrupted with lightning speed, "Before sending flowers, can you open your eyes and take a look." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦οΌβ€ , In the romantic atmosphere, a male voice suddenly appeared, a stirring spirit in the Mei Palace, and when he opened his eyes suddenly, he found that it was not his beautiful teacher in a wedding dress at all, but a strange man.

Mei Gong silently withdrew the hand holding the flower, walked around the white tree tastelessly, walked to Sayuri Matsumoto, reorganized the language, and then offered the bouquet again.

Sayuri Matsumoto took it very face-savingly, "Thank you, it's so beautiful." ”

From the muttering of Xiaolan and Sonoko, I can hear that this person named Junji Umenomiya is a senior who is one year higher than them, and has served as the president of the student union and the president of the music club, and has had a crush on Sayuri Matsumoto as a music teacher for a long time......

Phew, it's all known to the school, this is Ming Lian at all.

Mei Gong soon proved that he was not a crush with practical actions, and he has not died so far.

Sayuri Matsumoto held flowers in both hands, and there was nowhere to catch them in the plum palace, so he looked left and right, and could only retreat and pick up the lemon tea that Sayuri Matsumoto had just put down.

He stared at the jar deeply, and said in a magnetic voice, "I deeply regret today's events, but I still firmly believe that only I can bring happiness to the teacher." ”

"Plum Palace ......", Sayuri Matsumoto is helpless, why are the people who came today not optimistic about her wedding, this group of people will not be specially discussed to smash the field.

Mei Gong threw down the last line, put the lemon tea on the table, waved his sleevesβ€”well, he didn't have the sleeves in a narrow suitβ€”pushed his glasses, and left without taking a cloud with him.

Xiaolan filmed this picture with interest, but suddenly, a prompt popped up on the video recorder.

She snorted and patted the VCR, "It's out of power." ”

"Why, I haven't used it since I charged it last time......", Yuan Zi hurriedly ran over, looking at the VCR at a loss.

Xiaolan tried to remedy, "When I came, I saw that there seemed to be a household appliance store nearby. ”

Yuan slapped his palms and dragged Xiaolan out, "Okay, let's go buy batteries!" ”

The two of them went out of the door, Conan looked at their backs and sighed, "It's too careless, don't check the equipment before going out......"

Shiraki looked at Conan, and Sayuri Matsumoto, who was sneaking up behind Conan, thought to himself that you are careless enough, and you are embarrassed to talk about others.

In the next second, Sayuri Matsumoto suddenly reached out and took off Conan's glasses.

β€œοΌβ€ , Conan was startled, and when he turned around, he saw Sayuri Matsumoto looking at him closely, and after a while, she nodded and sighed, "You really look like Kudo Shinichi, every time you see this face, you can't help but want to bully." ”

As she spoke, she pinched Conan's face, pulled it to the side, and asked Shiraki, "Right?" ”

"When you say that, it seems to be a little, but I haven't seen Kudo Shinichi ...... much", Shiraki nodded ambiguously, and at the same time saw Conan, who was deformed in pain, and couldn't help but complain, "Teacher, do you hate this face very much?" ”

"Haha, no, although he wasn't a good student back then, I still have a pretty good impression of him, because he looks special - don't look like my first love!"

Sayuri Matsumoto has a royal sister face, but her heart is not cold at all, she is as talkative as Suzuki Sonoko, and she can talk about a lot of any topic, "That's a little boy who lives near my house, his family runs a snack shop, every time a neighbor child bullies me, he will help me drive those people away, and then he will secretly bring out the lemon tea in his store to comfort me." β€œ

Sayuri Matsumoto had finished drinking a pot of lemon tea, and as she spoke, she was hungry again, letting go of the tortured Conan, getting up and opening another bottle of Fat House Happy Tea, inserting a straw, and sucking it beautifully.

Conan covered his pinched red face, and the corners of his eyes jumped: It turned out that it was because of this sand sculpture that he had been in vain for three years!

"Childhood sweetheart.,Good setting.。 Have you been in touch since? Bai Shu knew her past, but seeing it from the black and white pictures and listening to a beautiful young lady tell it with her own ears, after all, it was still a different feeling.

To be a success priest, you must first learn to enjoy life.

Sayuri Matsumoto shook her head and swallowed the lemon tea in her mouth, "No, then he suddenly moved away and didn't hear from him, but ......"

She suddenly smiled, as if remembering something good, but before she could speak, there was a commotion at the door.

With a bang, the door opened, and a man in a suit was pushed in.

Takasugi staggered two steps, barely standing up straight, he touched the back of his head, looked at Sayuri Matsumoto, and stumbled, "You, you're so beautiful today." ”

The crowd of onlookers who pushed him in coaxed, "Don't coax the groom! Kiss one! ”

Takasugi blushed and turned around to close the door, the guests thought he was embarrassed to slap in front of him, and there was another burst of laughter outside the door, and then dispersed, leaving the space for the newlyweds.

But the situation in the room was different from what they thought.

Takasugi Toshihiko didn't pounce on his relatives, he walked to the table, picked up the can of lemon tea and frowned, "Why do you drink such a poor sour drink again." ”

"......", Sayuri Matsumoto smiled, looking a little embarrassed and helpless, but without the slightest annoyance.

…… If Director Matsumoto were here at this moment, I am afraid that he would be sad to grow mushrooms because of this discrimination.

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