The first day of being a student party.

"Xiao Ai, open the live broadcast room"

Getting up at half past six in the morning, making breakfast, making lunch, Yakumo Zi was very surprised, she used to feel troublesome even washing clothes, but now she ............

Did you change your body and change your personality?

At seven o'clock, Ayumi Aikawa yawned and came to the kitchen.

"Are you still a bun in the morning?"

"Hmm"

"If you eat steamed buns every morning, can't you change the way you eat them?" Ayumi Aikawa was speechless.

"Absolutely"

"Really?" Ayumi Aikawa's face was full of anticipation.

Yakumo Zi smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised a small spatula and said: "Bean paste buns, fresh meat buns, vegetable buns, whatever you choose"

"..............." someone looked embarrassed.

At 7:40,Everything is ready,Take out the school uniform of the school park that I received yesterday.。

Flower brown short-sleeved skirt.

How to say it, it's not very compatible with yourself, but other schools are required to wear school uniforms, and if you don't have it, you are likely to be troubled by the members of the student union at the school gate.

"Xiao Zi, you haven't received the textbook yet, have you?" Ayumi Aikawa saw Yakumo's school uniform on his school, and he was a little happy for some reason.

"Not yet, I was only given a school uniform yesterday, but forget it, I'm not going to study anyway, so I should experience life" Yakumo Zi fiddled with the hem of her skirt with a smile on her face.

Since it's summer, it's found that your thighs are exposed.

Compared with the century-old school uniforms in China, the school uniforms in this country are obviously much more humane, not only good-looking, but also not too hot.

"Step, do you think I look good?" Yakumo Zi turned around in front of him with a happy expression.

"Good-looking, I feel like you look good in whatever you wear, no way, look like a plus"

"Ouch, why is your mouth so sweet today?"

"Shall you tell the truth below?"

"Okay, don't be poor, come up, it's almost eight o'clock"

………………

At the gate of Chuangyou School Park,Students enter the school one after another.,Suddenly I don't know where a gust of wind is blowing.,Lifted the skirts of many female students.。

"Ah!!h

"Oh~~"

Most of the boys in the early morning were still confused, and they didn't expect that there would be welfare at all, and they disappeared in the moment of spring.

"Oh, it's a pity, I haven't seen it yet" The boys shook their heads in regret, but their eyes were almost straight, what if that strange wind came again?

"Damn, how can there be a gust of wind blowing on this sunny day? Weird, right? ”

"Hmph, let these boys pick up the cheap again"

"This wind is a bit weird, it can't be a demon wind, right?"

The wind blows on the flat ground, and it feels like it's blowing from the ground.

On the roof of the first-grade teaching building, the leaves of the towering trees suddenly swayed.

"Here we are"

"So fast?"

Yakumo Zi withdrew the blind eye, and the true faces of the two were revealed.

They were standing on a blood-colored flying sword more than half a meter wide.

Yakumo Zi jumped off the Zhuxian Sword, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and smiled with satisfaction: "Well, it's good, it only took a minute and a half."

A minute and a half............

Ayumi Aikawa was also shocked, it was impossible for him not to have twenty or thirty minutes before, several streets away.

A minute and a half also includes time to take off and slowly land.

"Let's go, Ayumi Aikawa from the second class" Yakumo Zi pointed a finger, put the Zhuxian Sword back into the system backpack, and then turned around and went downstairs.

Aikawa looked at her back, shook his head and smiled, and pulled his legs to follow.

Maybe that's not a bad thing to do.

Chuangyou School Park is a private high school, three grades, eighteen classes, seven or eight hundred students, plus teachers, some staff, nearly 1,000 people.

Class 1 is the best class in the first grade, and the gathering place of honor students.

Yakumo Zi also thought that the students in this class were a group of male gods and goddesses, first-class appearance, and very confident people.

Who knows, the imagination is rich, but the reality is cruel.

Sixty percent wore glasses and looked dull, a class of nerds.

The head teacher is a middle-aged man, with a national character face and a righteous face, what is his name Taro Okamoto.

When eight o'clock came, the bell rang for the self-study class.

Unlike the noisy of other classes, most of the people in the first class were studying seriously and reading books, and the remaining small part, although not like most of them, was also very quiet reading extracurricular books and did not disturb others.

"Okay, let's put down the book in our hands first, and the teacher has to announce a message."

"Huh?" The students in the first class raised their heads one after another, lowered their heads again and continued to read.

"Teacher, just say anything, the mock exam will be in a few days, we are very busy"

"Yes, Teacher"

"Uh............" Taro Okamoto twitched the corners of his mouth, helpless.

His students are good at everything, but they are too proud in their hearts and think that the top students will always be the first.

"Ahem, a new transfer student has joined our class today, everyone applauds and welcomes" Taro Okamoto was the first to applaud.

I thought that the students would applaud along with me, but I knew that except for a few who were clapping, everyone else was unmoved.

When Taro Okamoto saw this, he immediately covered his face with shame, he felt that he was really a failure as the head teacher of the first class.

Although the students did not cooperate at all, the introduction continued.

"Then we welcome Yakumo Purple to join our class, Yakumo, please come in"

"Click~" Yakumo Murasaki pushed open the classroom door and walked to the podium.

"Yakumo-san, tell me about yourself," Taro Okamoto smiled.

"Okay, Teacher"

Yakumo Zi looked at the more than thirty students in the audience, and they also raised their heads to observe and look at themselves.

"Hello everyone, my name is Yakumo Purple, in this semester, please give me a lot of advice" Yakumo Zi said expressionlessly.

"Bang Bang Bang" this time there are a lot more sounds.

"Welcome Yakumo-san"

"Yakumo-san, are you a nobleman?"

Yakumo Zi looked at the ponytail and glasses girl in the second row, and asked with a smile, "Classmate, why do you ask that?" ”

"Because I feel that Yakumo-san's temperament is different from ours"

Yakumo Zi smiled and didn't answer, and sat down in the penultimate row to find a place to post a window.

Taro Okamoto walked over with a stack of books in his arms and placed them on top of hers.

"Yakumo-san, here are your textbooks and tutorial materials"

"Thank you, teacher"

Yakumo put the books one by one into the drawer under the desk.

She took a Chinese textbook and put it on the table to make a appearance, while she herself held her head in her hand and looked out the window.

In order to supervise Ayumi Aikawa, I had to go to prison again, a place that once made me miserable.

About a few minutes later.

The classroom was unusually quiet, and nothing could be heard except the sound of breathing and flipping books.

Suddenly, a ball of paper fell on his desktop for no apparent reason.

Yakumo Zi picked up the paper ball and looked in the direction where it fell, and a long straight black girl wearing large-rimmed glasses was gesturing to her with incomprehensible gestures.

(End of chapter)