"Thank you for putting together a list of anime for me, Takamatsu, what a good brother." Walking into the classroom with Tianhe Natsuri, when he passed Takamatsu Jun Mountain, Aikawa Yusheng patted him on the shoulder and said.

On the weekend, in order to further integrate into high school life, Aikawa asked Takamatsu Kimiyama for a list of the hottest anime worth watching in modern times.

Prepare for a day off or every evening and watch when the marginal benefit of studying drops to zero, so that you can also increase the conversation with your classmates.

I didn't expect Gao Song Junshan to do it very seriously and in detail, not only with classification, recommendation index, and thunder points, but also without any spoilers, the recommendation copywriting gimmick is full.

"What's polite, it's a trivial matter, and at the same time, mission is also my life belief." Takamatsu Junshan patted his chest, and at the same time his eyes were sharp.

"Are you free tomorrow?" Aikawa asked suddenly.

"Yes."

"Is there time the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"What about yesterday?"

“？ Isn't yesterday already in the past? I'm busy clearing the Old Man's Ring. Takamatsu Junzan didn't understand what Aikawa Yusheng wanted to express, and scratched his head in confusion.

"Alas, what a coincidence, if you were free yesterday, I would have invited you to dinner and thank you."

With a face full of regret, Aikawa Yusheng sat down in his place, looked at the distant sky, and blocked his right ear - there was no need to listen to Takamatsu Junshan's words later.

"If you don't want to repay the favor, just say it, bastard!"

When the window was opened, a warm breath squeezed into the classroom from the outside, invading Aikawa Yusheng's body.

Pink had been replaced by emerald green, and the cherry blossoms had all but disappeared, and the only proof that they had ever existed was probably some pink residue under the trees that had not been swept away.

The sunlight became a little warmer, and the meridians of the zelkova leaves on both sides of the ramp were illuminated.

Today is April 25th, Monday, the third week of school.

It didn't take long for the sound of the heels of Iugawa Shinri's heels hitting the ground outside the door.

"Last week's test, the results are out." With a faint smile, Iyukawa Marei looked around the classroom, watching everyone's expressions turn from relaxed on holidays to nervous.

After all, it is still a high-quality institution of higher learning, and everyone still values it very much for grades.

"Because it's just a test, the results won't be announced to the whole school, and students who do poorly don't have to worry. However, in two weeks' time, we will have our first monthly test, and everyone's results will be posted on the score wall on the lower floor, and the time will be ......"

Even at this time, Aikawa Yusheng was previewing the English textbook and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Now the students whose names I have registered for will come up and get the score slips."

"Yuka Nishiguchi."

"Here!"

“.......”

"Aikawa Yusheng."

"Here!"

Aikawa Yusheng stepped onto the stage and took the long and narrow note from the hand of Iyukawa Shinri, and he felt the heavy weight of his strength far beyond the limits of human beings.

It's time to witness the results of your hard work over the past few weeks.

"A trip to the office after school at noon." When Iyukawa Marei handed the report slip to Aikawa Yusheng, he said in a voice that only two people could hear.

Well, Aikawa Yusheng already has a bad premonition.

[Mandarin: 245 points|English: 127 points|Mathematics: 128 points|Politics: 67 points|Geography: 55 points|History: 68 points|Biology: 40 points|Physics: 28 points|Chemistry|29 points—Ranking: 243, deviation value: 34]

In the position, Yusheng Aikawa, who carefully opened the score slip, saw this scene.

“.......”

First of all, the maximum score is 300 points in Chinese language and mathematics, 200 points in English, and 100 points in other subjects.

Now look at this report slip again, what is miserable?

Regardless of whether it is divided into arts and sciences, it is an achievement that I can't bear to look at directly.

If 60% is considered to pass, Aikawa Yusheng only has a pass in Japanese, English, politics and history, and in addition to the three subjects of Japanese, he still passes the edges.

"Nerd, how's the test?" Tianhe Natsuri received the report slip behind Aikawa Yusheng, and after coming down, he turned his back and asked.

"It's about the same as expected." Aikawa Yusheng pushed the non-existent glasses with his index finger and said very calmly.

Indeed, it was about the same as expected, and the two subjects that I spent the most time on were Bahasa Malaysia and English, and I was able to pass English, which has proved that my efforts were not in vain.

"Tsk, people like you, and they still say 'almost', they definitely did very well in the test, let me guess, the whole school ranks in the single digits, or the top three?"

"What should 'people like us' say if they fail the test?" Aikawa Yusheng humbly asks for advice, and it is very likely that he needs to apply what he has learned after the first monthly test.

"Oops, I didn't play well this time, and I didn't get a full score in mathematics, if only this question was good, maybe I could pull the second place for more points."

"Probably so." After Tianhe Xiali finished the performance, he shrugged his shoulders.

"That's too cheap, isn't it?" Aikawa Yusheng rubbed his chin and groaned, and it didn't seem to be quite his level.

"That's how a is."

"Tianhe, how did you do in the exam?"

Tianhe Natsuri covered the report slip on her chest, and even if she let go of her hand at this time, the note would not fall, and she leaned back a little defensively, looked at Aikawa Yusheng and said:

"Don't you know that a girl's grades are the same as a girl's age? But if we exchange transcripts, then I don't mind. ”

"Forget it, I'm not interested in other people's grades." Hearing this, Xiangchuan Yusheng immediately waved his hand, and he had better wait until after the monthly test to lose face.

"Huh-"

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At the end of school at noon, the orange-yellow sunlight sprinkled over the overhead corridor, and Aikawa Yusheng refused the lunch invitations of several classmates and went to the office alone.

The office is located in a shady place in the back of the sun, and the slightest cold air seeps through the door.

"Knock knock!" Aikawa Yusheng knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Hearing the voice of Iyukawa Shinri, Aikawa Yusheng pushed open the door and approached.

His pace paused slightly, and with a little snickering on his face, he walked in.

There are three people in the office, two of whom are acquaintances with Yusheng Aikawa.

One is the head teacher of the Uogawa Mare, and the other is the Sakura Sky Wind, and the person I don't know should be the head teacher of the first grade B class, and at the moment he is talking to the Sakura Sky Wind.

Seeing him walk in, Kamizakura Sky Wind just glanced at him lightly, and then stopped looking at him.

It's a shame to have poor grades, but if you know someone whose grades are as bad as your own, you suddenly feel less ashamed, whether it's a human or a monster, you will have such a strange psychology.

So the world's most powerful youkai felt a lot relieved.

"Here, Aikawa, sit down."

When Aikawa Yusheng walked to his side, Iyukawa Mamori put down the red pen in his hand to correct the homework, looked at this young man who would blush even if he looked at it for a long time, and sighed with a headache.

"Aikawa, do you know how many of us are in the first grade?"

“244？” Lowering his head, a well-behaved and scolded teenager, he tentatively looked at Iyukawa Zhenli and asked.

He is 243.

"You know yourself very well, but it's not thorough enough, there are only 243 people in the first grade!" Reaching out and kneading his temples, Iyukawa Marei picked up the red pen and tapped it on Aikawa Yusheng's shoulder with the cap.

"Or do you think in your heart that there will be someone with worse grades than you?"

"Nope." At this time, it is absolutely impossible to justify, Aikawa Yusheng has no teacher.

It's just that I originally hoped that Sakura's grades were worse than herself, after all, it was rare to see her study as hard as herself, and at present, this wish has been shattered.