[[[CP|W:210|H:140|A:C]]] pardon Kawahara?

Liu Mengchao raised his eyebrows and looked at the classmates who suddenly rushed in. It looks like a somewhat reckless teenager.,And the popularity is not bad.。 At least the people in the class didn't show much disgust, and the expressions on their faces were a little more surprised.

Liu Mengchao leaned back in his chair and looked at the people who entered the class one after another.

Twelve people. When he entered the class, there were twelve people in the class, including the pardon envoy Kawahara, who had just entered, a total of thirteen people.

The corners of Liu Mengchao's mouth suddenly opened, and he smiled silently.

There are a total of twenty-eight sets of tables and chairs in this class, and it seems that the substitute named Qingyun is very considerate of the situation of his group, and has reduced a lot, and the people who should have appeared in the class have been reduced.

Ahem......

Liu Mengchao was still thinking about the number of people in the class, but another person had already walked into the classroom.

"Who is he?"

Liu Mengchao poked his head and asked the person who had just sat down next to him, pardoning Kawahara.

"He?" Kawahara shook his head and said, "His name is Daisuke Kakui, and I wasn't in the same class, but I heard that he is not in good health and has asthma. Therefore, I don't usually skip physical education classes. ”

"Asthma?"

Liu Mengchao doesn't have much research on the symptoms, but from the physique of the people who come in, Liu Mengchao can still guess one or two points.

This person, Daisuke Wakui, looks very thin, with bulging pockets, and looks like he should be pretending to be a special medicine for fast-acting asthma.

This chronic disease, once it starts, is often more difficult if it is not sent to the hospital in the first place.

"What about him?"

Liu Mengchao's eyes glanced forward.

Medium hair, his eyes are a little confused, he looks like a miniature version of Zhao Weijie, an otaku, more than his hands, but he still has a very homely appearance.

"He seemed to be happy." Liu Mengchao quietly lowered the desk and pointed at the person who had just walked into the classroom.

"It's Junta Nakao."

Kawahara lowered his head, fiddled with his pencil case, and said nonchalantly.

"You don't like him very much."

Liu Mengchao smiled and broke through the careful thinking of the pardon envoy Kawahara.

"I ...... There is no dislike of him. Kawahara raised his head again and looked at Shunta Nakao, who walked in

You're lying.

Liu Mengchao smiled slightly, looked at the pardon envoy Heyuan, and didn't say a word.

When ordinary people lie, they are often prone to repeat the questioner's words mechanically, and then they will suddenly find a reasonable reason.

For example, I don't know him very well.

"I just don't know him very well."

"Not very familiar?" Liu Mengchao read the explanation of the pardon envoy Kawahara in his mouth, and said with a smile, "It's because you and he both like the same person." ”

As soon as Liu Mengchao's words came out, Pardon Kawahara was like seeing a ghost, looking at Liu Mengchao, his hand unconsciously put down, and quietly rubbed his legs.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just casually saying, don't you just don't confess if you say something like this?" Liu Mengchao smiled and bent down and picked up the ballpoint pen that Kawahara had fallen to the ground.

"Smack."

The ballpoint pen was placed on the table of the pardon envoy Heyuan, and at this time, Liu Mengchao's voice said slowly.

"When a person is nervous, he especially likes to find psychological comfort by rubbing his hands. It's a little secret, and you don't just want to tell anyone about it. ”

"Good ......" Kawahara only felt that his back was suddenly filled with cold sweat, and he couldn't suppress it slowly seeping out from the tiniest pores, bit by bit.

"Bang!"

When Kawahara was embarrassed, a basketball flew straight in from outside.

With a snap, it hit the face of the pardon envoy Kawahara who was in a daze, and a refraction bounced towards Liu Mengchao's face. …,