"Did you hear me, didn't hear Mio-chan!"

Xiaohui revived, and after the whole person was deflated, he sat up again.

Her little feet under the table began to stomp up slightly: "It's just a childhood sweetheart, and it's the kind I haven't seen in a long time!" ”

Mio Izumi thought for a moment: "The so-called green plum falling from the sky? ”

"Mio-chan shut up, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand ACG! Definitely not that kind of relationship! Xiaohui suddenly said righteously and sternly.

How do you fight green plums from the sky? They must just be the kind of neighbors who lived relatively close to each other and knew each other since childhood, and they didn't even have a good feeling.

Xiaohui comforted herself in her heart.

Mio Izumi looked at Megumi's self-deception and smiled helplessly.

Among the people in the sports club, Xiaohui is the most pure, and the cerebellum is full of love brains, and she is deceived by men to go to the ditch.

And he is also a member of the Senior Appearance Association, so it is enough to make Xiaohui so hot.

Mio Izumi also secretly looked at Natsume Naoki, who was talking to his childhood friend, but he was thinking about something else.

"Eh, Mio-chan, where are you going? Where are you going, everyone? Are you going to leave me behind? ”

"We don't have a penchant for robbers! Come on, Xiaohui, let's go back to the activity room after eating! Come back as soon as you fail, and we'll comfort you! ”

"Why do you have to assume that I will fail! Hum! ”

Watching the good girlfriends of the sports club go away together, Xiao Hui pouted and the little pearls were about to fall, but after thinking about it, she suddenly wiped the corners of her eyes and changed them to a very heroic expression, staring at Naoki Natsume's silhouette.

If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent, and my Megumi Tosaka will get off the list today!

After eating, Naoki Natsume said goodbye to Mao Asai and prepared to go to the library to take a break to read a book before going to the afternoon class.

And Asai Mao went back to buy groceries, take out the garbage, and continue the work of a maid today.

Not surprisingly, Naoki Natsume was terrorized by a girl who claimed to be the Faculty of Physical Education and the Department of Physical Education on the way to the library...... Ah no, suddenly accosted.

Because the incident suddenly scared Naoki Natsume, it was natural to decline the girl's request for contact information.

The girl left with tears in her eyes, crying and crying.

………………

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Naoki Natsume appeared at the door of the small classroom on time.

To his surprise, he didn't expect to meet an acquaintance on the first afternoon of class.

"Hey, Naoki! This way, this way! ”

Kitahara waved his hand at the end of the room.

"Before I entered the classroom, I was still wondering if you kid also chose this C language, but I was quite disappointed when I didn't see you when I came in." Kitahara Hayato moved his ass and ran inside, giving Naoki Natsume a seat: "It's early for me to co-authorize." ”

"Do you want to learn C if you learn signals? I thought you only learned PLC. Naoki Natsume sat down, smiled and chatted.

It's been a while before the professor comes, and the university doesn't care about any class bell or anything like that, as long as the professor doesn't start the roll call, it won't be counted as a class.

Even the definition of tardiness is based on the preferences of each professor, and it is true freedom of learning.

Hayato Kitahara put his hands behind the chair in a dashing manner, looked at the entire classroom with the best view, and shrugged his shoulders: "It's a good thing to study more, I don't want to be unemployed after graduation." I don't know what other people think, anyway, I use C language to make a single-chip microcomputer than assembly language. ”

"That's right." Naoki Natsume laughed softly when he heard this.

Ask, how to make a doctor high blood pressure in a sentence?

I listen to the Internet......

So how do you get more than two programmers to fight?

I think C is the best language in the world.

But no matter how programmers play, there is an indisputable fact that assembly language will always be at the bottom of the food chain, even worse than Python.

"Eh, what's the situation with that girl at noon?" Kitahara stabbed Naoki Natsume.

Probably because he didn't want to discuss his studies with this study freak, he began to shift the topic to the areas he was most interested in.

Regardless of men and women, gossip is always the primary productive force in addition to color.

"What's going on?" Naoki Natsume glanced at him and shook his head: "Don't think about it, it's just ...... In the past, when I was a child, my neighbor was barely a childhood sweetheart, and I was separated for many years, and I met again, and I found that it was actually a senior and a junior in the same major, so I just had a meal occasionally. ”

"Tsk, what do you mean by having a meal once in a while?" Kitahara frowned, looked at him with an expression of "what's the matter with you", and hated that iron could not become steel: "That girl's name is Asai, right?" ”

"Well, Mao Asai."

"Do you think she's pretty?"

"You ......"

"Shut up and answer my questions. Pretty, isn't it? ”

"Hmm." Naoki Natsume thought for a moment and nodded in acknowledgement.

From the first day when Asai Mao knocked on the door, he knew that this was definitely a beautiful embryo that captivated the country and the city.

"So she has a boyfriend?"

Hayato Kitahara asked the question he was most worried about.

If she has a boyfriend and is not Waseda University, then it means that there is no reason for boys to harass her again, and she has a lot of time to attract girls to circle around her?

This must not be allowed to happen!

Naoki Natsume thought about it, with that guy's character who seems to be a good maid but hides the attributes of S to the fun person, it is estimated that there will be no bizarre creature like a boyfriend.

After all, the boys in her eyes only seem to have two situations: "garbage" and "garbage that can be used after washing".

Fortunately, she belongs to the garbage classification that she doesn't hate so much.

So Naoki Natsume shook his head: "There shouldn't be." ”

"If you don't have a boyfriend and you still think you're pretty, then you have it!" Kitahara Hayato patted him on the shoulder and gave him a hearty smile of "Don't worry, just leave the rest to the good big brother".

Huh?

Naoki Natsume was stunned.

I'll just leave it to you!

You single-core stupid with a mind full of singles!

Naoki Natsume began to worry about his relationship with Mao Asai.

There was only one class in the afternoon, and it was over in about an hour.

Kitahara Hayato said that his part-time job time has not yet arrived, and it is boring to go home, and it won't take long to go to the video game city over there to play video at the Shadow Bridge Station, so he plans to take Naoki Natsume to the club union center to see if there is a favorite club.

There are more than 1,000 clubs in Waseda, and there is no rule that each person can choose only one club.

Walking through the flower beds, through the atrium with bright windows, and past the couples snuggled up to the benches listening to songs with the same headphones, Naoki Natsume and Hayato Kitahara arrived at the community registration office.

Volunteers are on duty until the evening, and he hands them a pamphlet about all the clubs and their introductions.

Naoki Natsume looked at it and asked, "Don't you have a basketball club?" I am still so active in part-time work, is it really necessary to choose other clubs? ”

Kitahara Hayato rummaged through the booklet, and it seemed that he already had a target in mind.

"You don't understand, a guy like you who can get a girlfriend with his face won't understand our sadness."

"And which club are you going to join again?"

"This!"

Kitahara Hayato flipped through what he was looking for, flipped the booklet upside down and showed it to Naoki Natsume.

"Samba Club ......" Naoki Natsume was a little puzzled: "You can still dance?" ”

"So you don't understand!" Kitahara Hayato shook his head and sighed lightly: "Go and search the video of last year's Waseda Samba work, and you will know why I entered the Samba Club." ”

Samba culture has a large audience in Japan, and Brazil is probably the place with the largest number of Japanese immigrants in the world, and those people brought this culture back to Japan when they returned home.

Kitahara Hayato took out a lot of filled forms from his bosom and handed them to the volunteers of the Joint Center of Societies and asked him to hand them over to the head of the Samba Club.

"It's not just me, Yamada and the others were clamoring to come after seeing the Samba event in person last year, so I brought their application form with me today."

When he said this, he casually asked, "Naoki, do you want to come to the Samba Club too?" I heard that the scale of their work this year is larger, and they definitely need manpower, and the success rate is very large. ”

Naoki Natsume shook his head and said seriously, "I still want to join the sports club." ”

Kitahara was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head to look at him.

"Are you serious?"

"I'm serious."