My youth love story can definitely be written

"Well, I said, are we talking too much?"

"Don't worry, that woman didn't use violence, it's definitely not a big problem!"

"No, I'm not talking about this. I mean, since you two have become executive committee members of the class, I also want to just be the executive committee chairperson. Anyway, I will be pulled down by both of you. The water is out, but it’s not as if Hiratsuka Teacher Shizuka can hear my request now."

Biqigu turned his head in amazement, Xuexia blinked his big eyes and stared at him without showing any weakness, his face was cold, and he couldn't even find any signs of vain.

"Under the snow?"

"what's up?"

"You are such a devil!"

"Then you want to purify me?"

Biqigu was dumb, he looked at Xuexia, and looked away when he was impatient with what the other person looked at.

"How much have you changed, Xuexia."

"Humans are always fickle."

Yukoshita responded concisely.

Zhen Bai, who silently followed Huang Quan into the ministry room, suddenly raised her head from the front of the flower board. She looked at Biqigu with expressionless expression.

"Hachiman, the pencil is broken."

"So?"

"Help me cut."

"No, do your own things."

Rejected by Higiya, Shiro frowned. She wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yubihama who was sitting next to her.

"Let me help you!"

Yubihama smiled and took the pencil in Masaki's hand, and said while looking for a pencil sharpener.

"I have some confidence in sharpening pencils! I have never used a mechanical pencil sharpener since I was young!"

Bichigu silently watched Yubihama spinning the pencil in his hand while humming a little, and sighed in his heart: I just hope you don't cut the pencil like a pear.

Resounding the life of the summer when Shizuka Hiratsuka used to capture a young man under the name of a house, Biqigu silently wrote a eulogy for this white pencil in his heart.

Zhen Bai didn't have as much thought as Kegu, she just stared at Yubihama's face earnestly for a long time, then thanked her, and sat and watched Yubihama sharpen her pencil.

157 Yukinoshita made a change, but Hiratsuka could not feel any joy.

There are people in the world who have too strong self-centered ideas. They only want to satisfy their own desires and ask everyone to be themselves. But unlike me, they don’t have the self-consciousness of being everyone. Don't want to sacrifice for others, don't care about others' pain, always thinking about asking others to treat him well.

When you treat him kindly, he will think it is something that should be done. When you think he is too insane to pay attention to him, he will think that you are sorry for him. In short, there is a word for this kind of person. Correctly and vividly summarize their characteristics-Mom's mental retardation.

Higiya believes that Sagami Minami is that kind of person.

When the teacher delegated the task, he was awkward, and he didn't want to speak. When others asked for his position, he felt that his position was robbed, and then became disgusting.

It's really unappetizing.

Well, but she probably forgot it?

What a veritable caste system is implemented in this class!Even if Yubihama, a member of the Brahmin class, has a better temper and will not care about you, other people in this class will not tolerate the provocation of a small Kshatriya!It is important to know that the offenses of the superiors to the subordinates are very carefree.

Higiya gloated with misfortune and watched Sagami Minami's head bowed and "I was wrong" after being taught by Miura's nose. Although he didn't know why, he just looked at this woman very uncomfortably.

So, how can I say it now is a person of the Vaisha class, right?Right?Can't I still be the Sudra class now?Hey hey hey, don't tell me that I have fallen into the Dalit class!

Not to mention that Biqigu was there alone, but Xuexia has solved the problem.

"You mean you want to be the executive chairman of the cultural festival?"

Hiratsuka gave Yuukishita a surprised look, she scratched her head and said.

"Didn't you refuse? Why did you change your mind again?"

"Shouldn't the person who knows this matter most be Hiratsuka-teacher you?"

Xuexia said that it was neither salty nor light, and her calm tone contained icy winds.

"Using Higiya-kun to pull Yuihama-kun into the water, and then using the two of them to drag me in... I saw you with admiration, Hiratsuka-teacher."

"Eh?"

Hearing this, Hiratsuka was stunned for a while, and then she quickly reacted, touching the back of her head and smiling dryly.

"Ahahaha, what you said, even I will make progress ahahaha."

Seeing Hiratsuka Shizuka who kept "hahaha", Yukinoshita narrowed her eyes suspiciously. Considering that the female teacher uses her fists more than her brain, she thinks she might have thought too much. too much.

"Now, Hiratsuka teacher."

Yukoshita quietly looked at Hiratsuka Jing, without any modification, so the pale flap of her mouth opened and closed slightly.

"You, don't you just want to calculate Biqigu?"

"..."

"Eh? What are you talking about? Calculate Biqigu? Why should I calculate him? I am his teacher! How can I calculate him?"

"Teacher Shizuka Hiratsuka..."

Xuexia sighed slightly.

"You really have muscles in your brain..."

She looked helplessly at Hiratsuka Jingdao,

"Just swindling you casually, you immediately showed up..."

"Looks stiff, leaning back, and in this room where the temperature is controlled at 21 degrees by the air conditioner, how much do you have to be afraid of heat to sweat? And the most important point is—"

Yukoshita looked at Hiratsuka's eyes, and said earnestly.

"Teacher Hiratsuka, please don't stammer the next time you lie?"

"..."

Shizuka Hiratsuka blushed and looked at Xuexia. Of course, don’t get me wrong. She didn’t decide to kill her mouth because she became angry. It was just embarrassment and shyness. To be honest, she didn’t think so much, she just wanted to be overcast. Biqigu is only, although such an idea can never be raised against students, but I don't know why.