"Well......" After listening to the process of the bet with the Tuyumen in the deleted version of the Qing Palace, Kamijo lowered his eyelids and pursed his lips secretly, but he didn't say anything.

He also knew that the bet between the Qing Palace and the Tuyumen guy was definitely more than that, but he knew even more that when he was in school now, especially in front of ordinary classmates, this kind of thing was inconvenient to mention.

"Well, this kind of thing has nothing to do with us anyway, right?" Kamijo sighed and took a bite of his bento, "But if you want to talk about war......"

"If the real war starts, how can it have nothing to do with you?" With a strange Kansai accent, then a young man with short blond hair and sunglasses walked over from the door with a smile, "Here, Qing Palace, the pork chop rice is out of sale, and I bought you a chicken chop." ”

"Oh, thanks." Qing Gong didn't care about taking the lunch, "But what Tuyumen said is right, if the war really starts, it will be impossible for you to escape!" ”

Kamijo's expression was grim, although he didn't know why the Qing Palace and the Earth Imperial Gate wanted to say this in front of Himejin, but now he didn't seem to be able to answer.

"Well, after all, once the war starts, things like meat, vegetables, and the like will definitely go up in price." Tu Yumen looked at Shangjo as a matter of course, and smiled, "After all, you still have a mouth to raise, don't you?" ”

The corners of the mouth twitched wildly on the "......", this guy's brain circuit is really unusual.

"Hmm...... If that's how it is calculated," Shangjo thought about it for a while, and suddenly found that this was really a problem for him, and couldn't help twitching the corners ......of his mouth, "Isn't it appropriate to eat a big meal now?" ”

"Hmm...... Why don't we go and eat hot pot? Tsuchigomon's eyes lit up, "Speaking of hot pot, I know a delicious sukiyabe......"

"What? Eat hot pot? A boy on the side heard the conversation of several people, and immediately became excited, "Could it be that our Level 5 adults are going to have a treat?" ”

"Get out of the way!" Qing Gong scolded with a smile, "I can't afford to ask for the hot pot for the whole class, at most it's milk tea or something." ”

"That's all right!" The boy smiled, turned around and shouted to his classmates, "Qing Gong wants to invite everyone to drink milk tea!" There is also a hot pot in the evening! ”

At this time, the class suddenly exploded, and everyone suddenly whispered, the boys were loudly discussing the delicious restaurants around them, and the girls were gathering together and whispering, and their eyes flashed with excitement from time to time.

After all, the word war is still too far away for them, and they do not understand the true meaning of war. For them, the war may mean that the price of daily necessities and food will rise in peacetime, but they also complain a few words at most, and they don't care too much.

The world of ordinary people has always been stable and simple.

"Hey, hey, make it clear for me." Qing Gong rolled his eyes helplessly, "I said it in advance, I can't afford to ask for hot pot." ”

"How about starting with milk tea?" Tuyumen smiled, and the two of them with blue-haired earrings hugged Qing Gong's shoulders, "As for the hot pot, we voted on it?" ”

"I really can't help you." The blow on the side snorted helplessly, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, strode up to the podium, and shook his long hair heroically, "Okay, let's vote for the event of going to eat hot pot tonight!" ”

"Why did you suddenly get into the hot pot......" Shangjo looked at the classmates around him who were suddenly excited, and looked at Qing Gong a little blankly, "Don't they know ......?"

"Don't forget, Ah Shang." Qing Gong leaned against Shangjo's desk and said softly, "They're just ordinary students in the school city." ”

"It's very difficult for the average student to understand such a thing as war." Qing Gong looked at the excited classmates around him, and still said softly, "For them, the war is just a special period that affects their lives a little, and the result is similar to the closure of shops or the renovation of restaurants. ”

"But it's also the life of ordinary people." Qing Gong chuckled lightly and spread his hands slightly, "For you and me, this kind of life is actually a rare opportunity." ”

Hearing this, Kamijo couldn't help but nod his head, agreeing with this in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, his high school years from beginning to end, it seems that there are no days that are ordinary, although he tries his best to avoid trouble, but he is still uncontrollably involved in various incidents, coupled with his character, it is difficult to ignore things, and it makes him feel a little emotional about the words of the Qing Palace.

"However, this is just an embellishment of life." Qing Gong laughed, "Life always has to go on." ”

"War is the art of performance." Qing Gong said softly, "Although I don't like this sentence very much, we might as well take it as an attitude towards our current life." ”

"Now, it doesn't matter if you take a break."

Outside the classroom.

"I heard that Teacher Yueyong, there is a new runaway girl living in your house?" In the corridor, Huang Quanchuan looked at Teacher Xiaomeng beside him, and joked as he walked.

"Hmm." Teacher Xiaomeng smiled and nodded, "I've been a little lonely since Xiao Jishen moved into the school dormitory, but it's fine after Xiao Jiebiao comes." ”

"Hey, the guy who hosted me was very merciful." Huang Quanchuan sighed exaggeratedly, "I actually moved away without making a sound." ”

"Well......" Teacher Xiaomeng obviously knows about one party's affairs, and she can only be silent about this.

After all, it's not something they can control.

"However, don't worry too much, after all, ......" Teacher Xiaomeng was just about to say something, and a burst of earth-shaking cheers suddenly broke out in his classroom on the side, and the floor under his feet trembled slightly, startling Teacher Xiaomeng.

"It's decided! Go eat sukiyaki tonight! In the classroom, a familiar female voice came out clearly, and with these words, the class was boiling.

"Roar!"

"Hey!" Hearing the loud noise in the class, Teacher Xiaomeng's eyes immediately widened, and she opened the classroom door and shouted loudly inside, "What are you doing!" Don't be so loud, okay! ”

The classroom door opened, and then, the figure of Qing Gong walked out, and when he saw Teacher Xiaomeng and Huang Quanchuan with a smile on his face, the young man smiled and spoke.

"Now, good afternoon, two teachers." Qing Gong smiled, "We are discussing going to eat hot pot at night, I don't know what flavor of milk tea the two teachers want to drink?" ”

Teacher Xiaomeng > Huang Quanchuan: "......??? ”