Many people have had this experience, when they were in elementary school and junior high school, they suddenly got the news that they could go to the cinema to watch a movie, and after a few days of anticipation, everyone walked into the theater under the condition of the school organization.

With a feeling of anticipation, when I saw that it was a movie with the atmosphere of the previous era, I could imagine the mood. What makes everyone complain even more is that they have to write an article about how many words they have to write after going back.

And since I had the first impression of the aftermath, I often encountered that after a certain class, the teacher suddenly came to write a sentence after reading and the like, and this atmosphere was very bad and spread to other subjects, not only Chinese.

I didn't expect that no matter where I went, as long as I was still a student, I still couldn't escape this feeling after reading it. After two days of happy holidays, I returned to school and heard such a depressing news.

"Hey~~"

After a few hours of sleep, do you want me to write about how I feel after sleeping?

"Under the snow, I want to entrust."

"I'm sorry, but your request is not accepted." Takeshita Bingjian sighed and as soon as he spoke, Yukishita knew what he wanted to say, and simply refused.

"Can you still get along amicably, I refused before I could say anything?"

"It's easy to know what you're trying to say, and I learned another word last night."

"Oh, what do you say?" One of the most difficult things about learning Chinese is that there are many words that can easily confuse their context and meaning.

"Reap the consequences." Xue Xia looked at her and pronounced it word by word.

"You can say that it's so standard, and it's too coincidental to say that you just learned it last night and used it today." complained about such a coincidence, he changed the subject, "Originally, your voice was very good, but I didn't expect the voice to be so charming when you changed it to Chinese, what should I do if I am fascinated." ”

"Just let it go deaf." Under the snow, he held a mechanical pencil in his right hand, his eyes aimed at his ears, but he smiled.

"You're committing a crime like that, but you have to think about it." Stretched out her hands between the two of them, though she knew she wouldn't actually poke a pen into his ear.

"When the time comes, there will be a lawyer to defend me, and it will be because I was harassed and at best I was over-defensive."

"How can I be considered harassment, express my inner opinion and say it, this is my right under the law of the country~"

"Which national law is this?"

"You're insisting on 'picking bones in eggs', right?" Don't you just see which one I can't say?

"Chicken ~ Egg ~ Inside ~ Pick ~ Bone ~ Head ~?" Under the snow, he repeated what he had just said in a clumsy but intelligible way. "What does that mean?"

"You don't know what it means? You know, there are some things that you can't learn randomly, right? "When I was in college, I learned a dialect that others scolded when I didn't know the situation, and later I learned that although that sentence also meant insulting others, it first insulted itself.

It's the same as the Seven Wounds Fist, you have to hurt others before you hurt yourself.

"This is a sentence in Chinese, and the complete sentence structure is 'picking bones in eggs' followed by 'making something out of nothing', which has the meaning of finding fault." Although he complained a little, he still briefly said the meaning of this sentence.

Hearing his explanation, Xue Xia made a contemplative look and nodded as if deeply touched. I kept whispering the phrase I had just learned.

With his head resting on his supported hand, watching her study so hard, he was looking forward to the day when he could communicate fluently with her in Chinese.

The ten-minute break between classes passed quickly, and every time he looked at the front table under the snow he always had to turn around and talk to him, although he was very happy in his heart, but he always felt that this situation was very inconsistent, and the appearance of the goddess was not just not the fireworks in the world, and the appearance of the indifferent world, but whenever he turned around under the snow, the image of the goddess was gone.

"Tsuba?"

He looked left and right, and noticed that someone was looking at him. He knew that this was because he and the two of them were too close to the snow, and they often didn't forget this little bit of time in their eyes after class, so although this situation has lasted for a long time, the impact has never cooled down, and the things related to the snow have always attracted so much attention.

Many times, Takeshita Himi is glad that he has received all the fruits of the labor of the original owner of this body after coming to this world. Whether it's the amount of textbook exam knowledge in my mind, or the body that is much healthier than the original, or this life experience.

The amount of knowledge he has can make him, a person who has been away from school for many years and has forgotten all his knowledge, occupy the second position in this Zongwu High School, if it is an ordinary high school student, he really has no confidence that he can not worry about learning and going to school.

His life experience can allow him not to change the world and have to work tirelessly for the rest of his life, and then have a healthy body, all kinds of luck, so that he will not be so dwarfed after meeting the girl he regarded as a goddess under the snow.

Like those who are not excellent themselves, but fantasize every day that the goddess can come to their heads, they do not have the matching knowledge and social status, and they want to go to the sky and catch the moon, that kind of thing is only in fairy tales, and the reality is becoming more and more cruel.

If it was the original one, it is very likely that he would have left with shame like those who tried to get close to the snow before.

In fact, this kind of person is quite reliable, at least they know their catties and are self-aware, if those who only shout slogans or something and don't want to give up, it can't be said that they have perseverance and determination, they can only be said to be self-righteous.

In the service department on the fourth floor of the special building, there are very few people who have stepped into this space. Usually, there are also Hikiya and Yubihama under the snow.,There are a few other people who occasionally come to entrust.,And then there's Hiratsuka Shizuka, who cares about the growth of students.。

But on the first Monday after the workplace apprenticeship, all it ushered in was Yukishita and Takeshita Ice, and he knew everything in advance, and he was not surprised by Yubihama's absence today, but Hikiya, who has been coming every day, did not come, but he was surprised.

"It seems that there are only two of us today, and Yubihama and they probably won't come." He took the familiar and unfamiliar ancient poetry collection, looked at the book under the snow and was about to secretly look in the direction of the door, and spoke.

"Please don't use a plural like 'they', I'm just more concerned about Yubihama, she didn't come at noon, she used to come." Yukishita knew that he had been discovered, and he didn't hide his concern for Yubihama anymore.

"Didn't email you? She should be able to say something if she doesn't speak, and she will always take care of other people's thoughts. ”

"Yes, she won't say anything if she doesn't speak, is there something wrong?" Under the snow, she unabashedly expressed her concern about Yubihama in front of him, and also let him know that Yubihama was the existence she cared about. But even so, it was impossible for her to take the initiative to practice Yubihama.

Originally, you didn't show so obvious in front of Biqigu at this time, did you start to let you accept and trust me, I'm really happy.

In the quiet classroom, even though the sound caused by the vibration of the mobile phone was small, but it was still heard by them, Takeshita Bingmi felt the movement in his pocket and said, "It's not my phone." ”

Got up under the snow and walked up to him, with a fresh scent, took out his phone from the bag on the table behind him and walked back to his seat and checked the information.

"It's from Hihama that her email came, saying that something can't come." After receiving Yubihama's message, the worry in Yukishita's heart seemed to be gone, and he put his phone in the upper right corner and continued to read the book.

Now you can rest assured that you will have to worry again if she doesn't come in two days, but I have no good reason to tell you. Let's see in a few days, and if it changes the course of things because of me, or let you decide for yourself that I'm there to support you.

Looking at the book under the snow, he reopened the ancient poetry book in his hand and looked at it. Although he himself doesn't know when he will be able to use this now, it will definitely not hurt to read it, and he can familiarize himself with the different ancient poems and the poems that he has learned and forgotten after reviewing.

When I came in, the door was not closed, revealing a large gap, and the air circulated and exchanged in the classroom, and the wind from outside could blow to every corner of the classroom, and the corner of the curtain tied by the window was lifted, and the long hair of the girl reading the book was also blown.

The two of them waited until the clouds were dyed red and the bell rang, packed up their belongings, and left the activity room.