"This is the solution idea shared by Kyosuke Hojo from Class F in class, although you may not be able to do it to his level at your current level, but it is still necessary to write it down and watch it repeatedly."

The math teacher on the podium, Ide, was foaming at the mouth, and the passion seemed to be the ultimate teacher who had crossed over from some hot-blooded comics.

"Even if you can't be as powerful as Hojo-san, learning a little bit of his thinking is enough to bring you a lot of good."

What was written on the blackboard was what he told his classmates in Class F of the first grade last class, which was only suitable for Kyosuke Hojo, not for other students' method of solving the problem.

This is the first-grade J class, also known as the international liberal arts class, and the students in the class are mainly the children of various returnees and the children of middle and high-level companies of large companies. It can be said that every time Zongwu High School holds a school celebration, that is, a campus festival and other activities, the parents of these students in the class, one of them is all invited, and every year they will dedicate a lot of new teaching equipment or simply a teaching building to Zongwu High School.

It is precisely for this reason that the average class size of the total martial arts high school is 30 people, and the J class has become 38 a year. The seat number 38 is the reserved seat of Kyosuke Hojo. At this moment, a girl with long black straight hair is sitting there elegantly, if you replace the desk and test papers in front of you with a round table and a teacup, it will be a beautiful picture of a girl enjoying spring.

Yes, I will sit in this position, but I like to observe the ugliness and mental activities of my classmates in the class when I am bored after class.

The girl's sitting posture was still light and elegant, but one hand was slowly raised to cover her forehead.

A sigh came from her mouth.

Why, why is Ide-sensei's expression so similar to Sakura at noon.

There was an illusion under the snow, as if the man on the stage would take out the test paper that had fallen into small squares from the pocket of his gray suit at any moment, and shake it open to show them Kyosuke Hojo's perfect score exam paper.

"Qiang Qiang~~"

Sakura Yamauchi's energetic voice rang in her head.

It's a nightmare, the girl sincerely hopes that when she goes to Ruyi Liao after school, she won't see that guy has framed two full-score exam papers and hung them on the wall.

This is a girl's unfounded worries.,If Sakura really had the habit of doing this.,Ruyiliao's wall wouldn't be able to be pasted for a long time.。 In fact, even the trophies of Kyosuke Hojo to participate in various kendo competitions and math competitions were divided between Sakura and Mikiko Hojo, and they were all treasured in their rooms.

Forcibly let himself ignore the speechless mood, and wrote down the notes seriously under the snow.

As Suvorov still hangs on the Kremlin wall with Lenin today:

"A foolish man is characterized by pride, a mediocre man is characterized by meanness, and a true person of good character and learning is characterized by a noble sentiment and a modest attitude."

And she, under the snow, is adhering to a humble heart and constantly learning, even if it is a person with a bad character like Kyosuke Hojo, she can still be with a peaceful mind, and strive to learn from him what can make her improve.

It should be noted that the arrogant fool in this sentence is by no means an allusion to Sakura Yamauchi, who showed off in front of him for ten minutes with two full-score test papers. She is at best a somewhat ignorant little girl, naughty but still cute. It's completely different from Kasumigaoka Shiyu.

That's it.,The girl's notes are full of Kyosuke Hojo's solution ideas.。

……

Miki Okuji, who was hangover, slowly opened her eyes, looked at Shizune Hiratsuka, who was sleeping like a child in a large font next to her, and reached out to pull up the quilt that had only one corner on her small belly, wiping the saliva from the corner of the big child's mouth.

Standing up barefoot on the thick carpet, he looked down at his body wearing only underwear, and looked around for clothes but couldn't find them, so he could only pick up the neatly folded pink nightgown on the bedside table and put it on.

Picked up the glass, drank water and walked out of the bedroom.

Although Hiratsuka's luxury apartment is divided into many areas, there is only one door in the main hall, and there is only one door frame in the other places, and the main style is trust.

As soon as she stepped out of the bedroom door, she saw the black sofa backrest, and the upper part of Yukino Baixiang was exposed.

Although Yono also has a similar hairstyle, Yukino's thin shoulders and bob that give people a special feeling are always recognizable at a glance.

This woman is not only weak, but even her body seems to be blown up by the wind at any time.

"Good morning, Yukino." She whispered hello.

"Now I think it's noon, Miki."

Yukino turned his head, and Miki Okuji saw the dorayaki that the other party was holding in his hand.

"Noon?"

She turned her head to look at the huge floor-to-ceiling window next to her, and through the white gauze curtains, the sun was indeed fierce at noon.

"Oh no, we need to hurry up and open the store." Okuji hurriedly said that if the store is not opened, it is necessary to notify the staff of the store in advance and put a notice on the door.

"Peace of mind, your investors have already arranged everything for you."

Yukino said with a gentle smile, then raised his left hand, which was not holding the dorayaki, and beckoned:

"If your stomach isn't upset, come and eat a snack, it was sent by Kyosuke."

"Kyosuke?"

Miki Okuji was stunned for a moment, then walked over and sat next to Yukino, the leather sofa was a little cool, and it passed to her buttocks through the cotton nightgown, which made her suddenly refreshed, and her hangover brain cleared up a lot, and the memories of last night began to surface.

"Oh, yes, Kyosuke called last night, and Xiao Jing scolded for a long time." She smiled and opened the paper bag on the table and pulled out a dorayaki.

"That's right, Xiao Jing said that she would teach Kyosuke that trick a hard lesson." Yukino laughed too.

But as soon as this sentence came out, the air in the living room froze, and the smile on Okuji's face slowly disappeared.

silent

Both of them have very delicate and good-looking mouths, but the palm-sized dorayaki slowly disappears at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Miki Okuji's empty stomach was suppressed, and the whole person felt a lot more comfortable.

"Yukino, what do you think of staying in Ruyiliao?" She broke the stagnant air, her voice surprisingly calm, and she couldn't hear much emotion.

Yukino Baixiang slowly ate the last small piece of dorayaki, straightened his slender index finger and thumb, stretched out his little tongue, and carefully licked the crumbs off his fingers.

Then he turned his head and looked at Miki Okuji sitting beside him, and the black eyes that seemed to contain countless secrets were still gentle like a pool of spring water:

"It's delicious."

"Yukino?" Miki Okuji shouted softly.

"Miki-chan, I, as long as I can eat delicious food like this, I will feel very happy."

Yukino's voice is light and fluttering, gentle like a marshmallow-like cloud, which can make people sink into it entirely.

Miki Okuji looked at the other party's black eyes, and still could only see a pool of spring water, but this time it was the sea of spring. This weak woman will not be shaken in the slightest by her words.

"Is it delicious food like this......" she repeated.

The paper bag is printed with the Meiji Memorial Museum's beautiful logo, and it is not cheap at first glance. If an ordinary person says this, it can be understood that he can become wealthy and eat at such a high-end place every day.

But both of them know that "delicious" refers to the exclusive magic "sent by Kyosuke Hojo".

"That's right." Miki Okuji nodded, swallowing more of what she wanted to say.

In the face of a woman who can be happy as long as she can eat something delicious, do you want to deprive her of this only pleasure?

"Where's Yono?" She asked instead.

"I've gone to class." Yukino smiled, picked up another dorayaki, and squinted his eyes and ate happily.

"Oh yes, she's still a student."

Just like Kyosuke, Yono under the snow, this school girl can't tell that she's just a college student in her daily interactions, whether it's drinking or shopping, she is cunning like a mature social person who has been in the social arena for several years.

"She's not going to have it easy." Okuji sighed.

They have known each other for a long time, and Hiratsuka Jing is Yangna's high school teacher, so even if the other party hasn't deliberately talked about his own affairs, he naturally understands a lot in his daily relationship.

For example, the skillful wine pushing technique, it was Xiao Jing who was obviously persuaded to drink, but in the end, Yang Nai didn't drink much, and Xiao Jing got drunk early.

Another example is the amazing amount of alcohol, after pouring down Xiao Jing with a bad taste, she took turns to find herself and Yukino to drink, this time she was drinking very honestly, but she was still drunk.

These are all honed when she attended various banquets on behalf of the Xuexia family and maintained relationships. She's only been drinking for a year, but before that.

Listening to Xiaojing, it seems that when I was in high school, I often suddenly asked for leave during class. Then he was picked up by the luxury car of the Xuexia family, and accompanied his parents to get to know the relationship network of the Xuexia family, and prepared for taking over the Xuexia family in the future.

Can such a person get drunk easily?

"yes~"

Yukino was still squinting and enjoying the food, who was easy, she didn't feel that she had suffered less than anyone else. That's why she cherishes it more than anyone else now.

Miki was drunk last night, she didn't.

At that time, when Kyosuke said to Yono, "Even if you don't get drunk, let's drink less, and pay attention to your health", although Yono quickly covered it up with a smile, Yukino still noticed the emotion on the other party's face.

After that, although Yang Nai had already walked to the corner with her mobile phone, she may have been a little drunk at the time, and she didn't realize that her mobile phone had pressed the release button when Xiao Jing was competing for it before, so she could hear the conversation between the two clearly.

"I hate it~~ People aren't lying~~ The sentence you said, 'Even if you don't get drunk, drink less' is as powerful as an emetic drug, and it captured my whole body~~

Ala, Kyosuke, don't you know? It's not like I can't get drunk, but if I can't hold it, I'll vomit, and it feels like a cool breath rushing straight to my head, and my skull is about to be lifted."

This is what Yono said, and it is completely inconsistent with the level of her previous speech. It's vomiting and a skull, obviously drinking with herself and others, with her social experience, it is completely impossible to say such a thing. Even if I had to say it, I would use a more beautiful metaphor.

Therefore, if this seems to be a strong drunken word, it is obvious whether it is drunk nonsense or drunk true feelings.

Will she be the next person to be saved by Hojo-kun?

Yukino wasn't curious, and she didn't plan to pay attention, as long as she could eat until it was delicious.

"It seems that Yono's sister has also become a student of Xiao Jing now?" Miki Okuji flipped through more images from her memory, and also saw the photos sent by the clerk on her phone.

"Well, my student too." Yukino said this without hesitation.

"I have to hurry up and help Xiao Jing find a boyfriend." Miki Okuji said with a headache.

This woman has no male friends at all, so as long as she is free, she comes to herself and others. Yes, I don't have a boyfriend with Yukino, but I have a lovesick object, which is completely different from her single dog.

"yes." Yukino agreed.

If it weren't for Hiratsuka's invitation, I would have enjoyed the sashimi made by Hojo-kun at home yesterday. He can still let him feed himself when no one is around, just thinking about it, Yukino can't wait to put on his wings and fly home.

Knock –

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

The sound of shouting came from the direction of the bedroom, and the two turned their heads, and Hiratsuka Shizuna, who was wearing only white underwear, was leaning against the door frame, covering her head with one hand, and holding her right foot with the other hand and screaming in pain.

Good guys, this is making a noise that deals damage to the building twice.

The movement was completely different from that of Miki Okuji when she woke up, so that the two people in the living room looked at each other, and they both shook their heads silently.

Such a character, it's a waste of that face, big breasts and long legs.

Thinking so, the two of them hurriedly stood up and walked over to support their friends.

"Sure enough, the most annoying part of drinking is getting up the next day, which is really uncomfortable." Shizune Hiratsuka leans her upper body on the back of the sofa, a custom-made sofa that perfectly matches her body length, allowing her head to rest on top of the backrest.

"Miki-chan, Yuki-chan, I also drink water." She closed her eyes and shouted indistinctly, as if she was going to fall asleep again at any moment.

"Xiaojing, you are the only time you look most like a girl."

Miki Okuji dropped this sentence and walked to the bedroom, ready to get a piece of clothing to put on for her friend, while Yukino stood up and brought the decanting soup that Kyosuke Hojo had made before.

"I'm not a girl, I'm a mature and stable elite society!"

The drunken man on the couch still didn't open his eyes, and his hands were caressing his smooth skin, as if he was looking for a cigarette case.

"Who took my clothes off?"

Fever, less watch, sleeping, thank you to the bigwigs for monthly passes and tips, recommended tickets.

More tomorrow

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