Neon High School is a little different from the country.

Each class is 50 minutes, with a 10-minute break between classes, from 8:30 a.m. to 12:20 p.m., from 13:10 to 15:00 or 16:00 p.m., the specific time is different every day, for example, Kashima Akira's class is out at 3 p.m. except Thursday, and on Thursday there is one more course [Geoscience], which goes up to 4 o'clock.

The rest of the time is club activities, and some students who do not participate in clubs will choose to stay at home and do something they like or go out to work.

Akira Kashima walked into the campus wearing a Sakura Junior High School uniform and carrying a school bag.

Oh no!

A breath of youth came to my face.

Akira Kashima instantly found the feeling he had when he first went to school.

No!

The scenery here is slightly richer than those phantom all-blue, sharp black and white, stunning purple, beautiful pure white, and classic blue and white.

Look at the scenery of this campus, how white!

Look at the reflection of this flagpole, how long!

It's wonderful!

It's just a bit dazzling.

After all, in summer, the sun is more poisonous.

I looked at the list posted outside, and I was in Class A of the first year of high school.

Going in to find his cabinet and changing into special indoor shoes, Akira Kashima came to the door of the class according to the memories in his mind.

At this time, there were already many classmates in the class, talking to each other, some of them knew each other because junior high school was a school, and some of them had just met because of ingenious fate.

The girls inadvertently looked at the handsome guys in the class, and silently scored in their hearts, and the boys were naturally not to be outdone.

The moment Akira Kashima walked into the class, the voice of the entire class instantly became much quieter.

Walking to the seat with his name written on it and sitting down, Kashima vaguely felt as if a lot of eyes were being cast towards him.

There are men and women, and accompanied by whispers:

"Is he also a classmate in our class? So handsome! ”

"Xiao Qianli, I seem to be in love, do you see if I'm blushing?"

"Red, red like magma."

Listening to the whispers in his ears, Kashima sighed.

"Can't handsome and low-key coexist?"

Kashima Akira can't change other people's subjective impression of him, so let's try to be a qualified high school student.

Maybe it's because Kashima Akira is too handsome, and no one came up to greet him for a while, just watched from afar.

Soon after everyone arrived, everyone had to go to the auditorium for the freshman ceremony, and as the representative of the new students was a girl named Ayaka Hayasaka, who was in the same class as Akira Kashima, with short hair and a small look.

The speech was very short, but because of the loli voice of the other grandmother, Akira Kashima quickly remembered the name.

The freshman ceremony was short, and after a while back in the classroom, a middle-aged man with a somewhat bald and slightly greasy face walked up to the podium.

This is their homeroom teacher, named Ueno Okade, who teaches neon history.

And the moment Kashima Akira saw the other party, his pupils couldn't help but shrink!

What a hell!

What another person on the list!

But the other party obviously didn't recognize Akira Kashima like the person the day before yesterday, so Akira Kashima quickly returned to normal.

Mr. Ueno asked everyone to introduce themselves on stage, which is also a necessary part of the admission of new students, and the first person to take the stage was still Ayaka Hayasaka.

At this time, a boy who looked a little silly in the back seat quietly poked Kashima's back.

"Dude, do you think Hayasaka-san is particularly cute?"

I vaguely remember that the classmate behind me seems to be called Makoto Kudo, and when I sat down just now, I accidentally saw the name on the table.

So Kashima Akira nodded and said quietly, "Indeed." ”

"And what type of girl do you like?"

The topic of boys is always so straightforward and philosophical.

"I'm more fond of those with eyes."

Then Makoto Kudo stopped talking, and he couldn't answer this, so he could only label Kashima Akira as a "scumbag" in his heart.

Soon it was Akira Kashima's turn to make an introduction.

I saw Akira Kashima walking up to the podium under the expectant eyes of the girls and the same eyes as the boys: "Hello everyone, my name is Akira Kashima, I hope to help each other with you in the future, and at the same time, if there is anything I don't understand, please give me more advice." ”

As soon as the words fell, the class burst into thunderous applause.

"Ah, what a sunshine!"

"I love helping people the most!"

"Xiao Qianli, do you see my face is red again?"

"Yes, it's like a red-hot soldering iron."

"Kashima-san is really polite, easy to learn and speak, and very handsome!"

And Ayaka Hayasaka, who was sitting in the first row, lowered her head and said in a voice that only she could hear: "What an interesting man, I smell something unusual in you........"

While whispering, a girl's secret smile sounded: "Boom Boom ......"

Makoto Kudo listened to the girls' discussions, and couldn't help but complain in his heart: "What is polite! Isn't that what everyone says! How do you see it from your self-introduction? The last sentence is what you want to say! ”

Woman, your name is Superficial!

In order of seats, Kudo is next.

"Hello everyone, my name is Makoto Kudo, I hope to be able to help you in the future, and at the same time, if there is anything I don't understand, please give me more advice."

Like Akira Kashima's lines, it's mainly vanity.

After saying that, he stood in place, waiting for the praise of the girls to smash at him.

"Cut, cliché."

"There's nothing new, I thought I could introduce myself in a unique way."

"Kashima-san is so handsome!"

After standing for a while, even the head teacher, Mr. Ueno, couldn't help but say, "Okay, let's go down after the introduction, and the next classmate, please come to the stage." ”

Makoto Kudo walked off the stage dejectedly: "Why is this happening? Whether it's the lines, the tone, or the action, it's all the same? Why? ”

Woman, your name is fickle!

After that, the introduction is nothing, most of the girls are still decent, tall, short, fat, thin, sour, sweet, sour, sour, all kinds of things.

Later, when he was running for squad president, Akira Kashima didn't want to be in the limelight.

As a result, the teacher directly said, "Kashima-san, too, come up and try it."

He had no choice but to go up and say a few casual words, and in the end, the enthusiastic female classmates directly crushed him, asking Kashima to press Hayasaka-san underneath and was elected class president.

So that Hayasaka-san only became a member of the study committee.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of Makoto Kudo, he couldn't help but sigh in despair, this meaning couldn't be more obvious, Kashima-san's became the class leader, will they soon be able to take the class leader for themselves anytime and anywhere?

Woman, your name is greedy......

This sentence happened to be heard by Akira Kashima, who was returning to his seat.

"I didn't expect Kudo-san to be an old Shakespeare!"

......

The curriculum of Neon High School still looks quite interesting in the eyes of Akira Kashima, learning simple things and few courses, including learning Chinese.

Because of his outstanding appearance and rich knowledge, the teachers will point to him in almost every class, and when he is called up to answer questions in every class, Akira Kashima answers very beautifully.

It's the same as what it looks like.

After school, Akira Kashima said goodbye to the girls one by one and walked out of the school gate.

But he didn't notice that just as he left the school gate, there was a pair of eyes looking at him in the teaching building, and his eyes were full of doubt.

"Is that him? There is no problem with students, but why is it so similar? ”

The man's Mediterranean reflected the afterglow of the afternoon sun, picked up his phone and edited an email, but after thinking about it, he finally deleted it.

"Let's investigate it clearly."

"Kashima-san!" Akira Kashima was walking when he suddenly heard someone calling him.

When I turned my head, it turned out to be Makoto Kudo.

"Kashima-san, are you also walking home?"

"Yes, my house is not very far, it can be reached in ten minutes by foot."

"That's so, Kashima-san, you see it's only three o'clock in the afternoon, and there's nothing to do when you go back, why don't we go to the game hall to play?"

Makoto Kudo was hit hard in the classroom today, his appearance can't be compared, his learning can't be compared, other people's school district houses, his own family doesn't have them, and his family property can't be compared.

That's all you have to do!

Beat each other with the game you do best!

"Okay." Kashima thought about it and agreed.

But at this moment, a man who happened to be passing by saw the two, walked over and stopped the two of them, and looked at Kashima Akira and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "This classmate, I am the head of the first section of the Metropolitan Police Department's search section, can I take up some time and ask you some questions?" ”