I refuse to be a plagiarist

However, every family has its own problems.

When dealing with this matter, Hasegawa Hide, as an outsider, was ultimately too one-sided in his considerations.

For example, Hayasaka Ai's other identities behind the valet, and some undercurrents within the Shinomiya family...

These are information that Hasegawa Hide, as an outsider, has no access to and no channels to learn about.

"...Don't worry, I will think about myself."

Faced with her friend's desire to help her, Hayasaka Ai looked at him blankly, then closed her eyes with a slight smile on her lips.

The intention was good, but for some reasons, there were things deep in her heart that she didn't want to tell others.

Whether it is Kaguya Shinomiya who grew up with him, or the young man in front of him who accidentally broke into his world.

"Well, now that you've said that, I won't be that 'Idle Ma Sister' anymore."

“Idle Lady Ma?

Is this someone you know?

“Haha, I know her, but she may not know me.

A kind old lady living in the neighborhood often does bad things with good intentions.

If you want to know her story, I can tell you."

"Okay."

.........

Just like the day before, Hayasaka Ai applied for vacation in advance from her family.

The short period of free time made her, who had been tense all the time, feel a little comfortable.

Although it might affect the so-called attendance system afterwards, after being enlightened by a certain guy, she has now adhered to her professional ethics, but she is no longer overly obsessed with those things...

Chapter 114: Interlude

Since you are a student, you must shoulder the responsibilities that a student should bear.

In class, you need to punch in daily, and take exams and so on...you can't take it off.

——Midterm test!

"Hey! Nara, how are you preparing this time?"

"Oh...it's very troublesome.

Tell me, why in the world do midterm exams exist?"

“Who knows?

The person who invented this must be a crazy person! "

........

Among students, very few people like exams and tests.

It’s not that I hate this periodic testing process. After all, it’s a rare opportunity to see how good I am.

The root of everyone's resistance is actually the parent-teacher meetings that follow the exams.

For most people, that kind of gathering, which is a combination of Gaomi and Versailles, is a nightmare from their school days and can easily leave irreparable trauma to young minds.

Not to mention whether I can recall it when I have a nightmare, but it will be pulled out from the depths of my mind from time to time when I talk about the past.

However, for Hasegawa Hide himself, since coming to this world, things like parent-teacher meetings have basically nothing to do with him.

In addition, he is now an individual who is extremely biased in one subject due to cultural differences. After the teachers in school got used to it, no one would make things difficult for him anymore. He is a rare person who has no pressure at all.

But even so, he could still vaguely remember the scenes at parent-teacher meetings when he was a child.

On the day of the parents' meeting, the various behaviors among the students were extremely real, highlighting Mr. Lu Xun's words "people's sorrows and joys are not shared": the students who study well can't wait until their parents come before leaving, so that they can be praised by the teacher in front of their parents; as for those whose academic performance is relatively unsatisfactory, they basically run away when school is over.

The two-day stage test passed in a flash.

The endless stream of people in the corridors and on campus makes a passerby among them feel like he is reliving his childhood.

But this time, there is no place for him among the many protagonists.

He knew that compared with other students in the class, he could have such thoughts at this time, which was a relief and an intermittent way of expressing his sorrow.

【Thinking about it now, I actually miss it quite a bit. 】

Lying on the rooftop of the teaching building and looking at the clear sky.

Looking at the floating clouds in the sky that did not "block his view", and the faint sounds coming from the teaching building, he could not help but think of the scene before he traveled through time when he rode a bicycle with his classmates to escape the parent-teacher meeting and settle accounts later.

Unlike the schedule in Japan, most of the first stage tests of the new semester in China, apart from the entrance examination, are held at a time when the summer heat has not completely dissipated, but the touch of bicycle wheels passing over the fallen leaves has already brought the breath of autumn.

He used to be a good kid with good character and good academic performance, but after entering high school, he became the type who just wanted to get by.

Although it did not affect other students in the class, it had basically nothing to do with the traditional concept of "good kid" which focuses on academic performance.

Therefore, if your child is called out by the teacher at a parent-teacher conference, he or she will basically not receive any good comments, and will most likely receive a lecture of love when he or she returns home.

So in the afternoons when the parents let school go early, a group of kids would just ride their bikes aimlessly on the road. Sometimes they would gather in an Internet cafe to play for a while, and sometimes they would simply enjoy the leisurely pace of cycling.

Everyone present basically knew what would happen to them when they got home, so they just had fun. Sometimes they even thought, "It wouldn't be bad if it continued like this."

It is unclear what the other consequences will be, but at least he won't be scolded. It can be said that the ostrich tactic was used to the fullest extent.

But what needs to be faced still needs to be faced.

When it is time for everyone to go home, they will make a small pledge-like gesture before leaving, encouraging each other and promising to survive the night.

The promise is beautiful, but what needs to be faced must be faced.

It is said that "You can escape the first day but not the fifteenth day". No matter how happy you are now, you will have to face the strong wind in tears when you go home. How miserable it is.

After all, there is nothing we can do about it.

If I occasionally encountered this kind of situation when I was in middle school, I could still use the Ah Q spirit to excuse myself on the way home, for example, "The last time I was beaten was some time ago" and "I should not have to go through any more 'wind and rain' now that I've grown up." And so on.

Heavy lessons are inevitable.

However, for boys of that age, remembering to eat but not to be beaten is also a skill that must be retained.

Just look at the middle-aged and elderly people who are holding their mobile phones and watching short videos non-stop, and you will know that at that age full of fantasy and courage, it is almost impossible to calm down and focus on studying. The passionate online battles in Internet cafes and the back-and-forth on the court are what everyone really desires in their hearts.

Parent-Teacher Conferences are like failing a course in college. When we were students, we would basically make a big deal out of the "first time" when it happened, as if we had committed a heinous crime, and take all problems so seriously.

But after getting familiar with the process, with the attitude of "it's just the same thing", you will gradually get used to it from being terrified at the beginning...

Hasegawa could still vaguely remember the homework for that winter vacation. Because he was addicted to games and fun, he didn't do a single word until the last day.

Facing a blank exercise book, my mind was filled with a feeling of "I'm going to die".

When I asked my friends on QQ one by one whether they had finished their homework, a reply of "I haven't done anything either" followed by various emoticons full of personal characteristics seemed to be the best and most secure answer during that time.

Thinking of this, he smiled, as if he had returned to the green and ignorant past, to the youth when he had no worries except studying and his parents' nagging.

Because of a failed exam, I wanted to "wander around the world" with my friends who shared the same pain. Even doing holiday homework next to the person I liked was a sign of fate.

You can call it naive or pure.

At least when thinking back on it, as the person involved, there will always be a little bit of indescribable sadness in my heart, and a faint yearning to go back to the past and make up for past regrets.

Looking at the azure sky and the white clouds floating quietly, at this moment, time seems to stand still.

The midsummer wind blew across the iron railings of the rooftop.

He squinted his eyes and wanted to doze off. At this moment, he seemed to be back in that classroom filled with the afterglow of the sunset, where he would never be able to return. He felt so comfortable that he almost decided to live like this for the rest of his life.

Chapter 115: Snow Mother's Three-Time Strategy

It's okay to feel sentimental occasionally, but if you just fall asleep, it's somewhat irresponsible towards your own life.

It's like even though everyone says they want to lie down, this behavior is ultimately a cry for class barriers. After all, only a few people are willing to give up everything and live a life like a Sanhe God.

Continuous progress is the indomitable will engraved in the bones of the Chinese people.

Although there seem to be many people who are pessimistic, as long as there is a little opportunity, they will do their best to climb up, right?

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In fact, the so-called midsummer also has its limitations.

Although this season is full of heat, there is no way to avoid the law of sunset and moonrise.

As time goes by, the temperature on the rooftop is no longer as mild as before.

Even though Hasegawa was in good shape, when he was wearing a short-sleeved white shirt and night fell, the unstoppable chill made him want to go home and get into bed.

【Withdraw. 】

He stood up and gently brushed off the dust that was inevitably on his clothes and pants.

At this point in time, the parents and students attending the parent-teacher conference have basically left, making the originally noisy campus somewhat quiet.

Combined with the twilight that shines through the branches and onto the school playground, the middle school students who are there inevitably feel a sense of excitement and a little nervousness as they explore the "campus urban legend" in person.

Hasegawa Hide is no exception.

It is said that a man remains a boy until he dies. Although he will not go so far as to look for those illusory urban legends, he will occasionally have some subtle curiosity and take some time to explore campus stories full of adult colors.

After all, Japanese high school students are very bold in certain areas.

Even if you can't find any Hachisha-sama or the shrine maiden in the cave, from a probability perspective, there is a high possibility of accidentally discovering a few senior and junior students who are trying to find excitement on campus.

Of course, perhaps thanks to the relatively good school spirit at his school, even though his free time has gradually become more relaxed since the end of the last school year, he has not seen any hidden scenes so far.

After all, this is just a decision made out of interest.

In terms of persistence, it is not like when I was a kid trying to complete an RPG game. I would not give up until I got a Happy End and even resisted eating dinner, forgetting to eat and sleep.

It is really unrealistic to ask him to bring out that reckless heroism again and put it on something as childish as this.

But looking at today, all he missed were the vague urban legends or the campus romance that could not be seen in public, but he did not escape the girl who had been stalking him.

To be more precise, it was the girl and her mother.

——Yukinoshita Haruno, and her mother, who had always wanted to have a quick face-to-face talk with her but had never found a suitable opportunity.

At the entrance of the campus, a black luxury car was parked quietly.

Before Hasegawa, who had just left the school gate, could stop and watch out of curiosity, Yukinoshita Haruno, who had been waiting nearby for a long time, grabbed his sleeve:

"Finally I've waited for you!

I knew you hadn't gone back yet.

Where on earth did you hide? You made me wait for so long..."

"Um... have you been waiting for me here?

Sorry, the temperature is nice today, I accidentally fell asleep on the rooftop......"

He touched his head embarrassedly.

Although they had not made an appointment in advance, making a girl wait at the door for so long really made him feel guilty.

"What is it?"

"that........

Come here, I will tell you...”

Faced with Hasegawa's question, Yang No came back to his senses from the joy of finally waiting for his target, and pulled his sleeve mysteriously, as if he was hiding from something, wanting to pass some mysterious information to the young man.

Unfortunately, it was still too late.

There is no way that the noise outside the car can be hidden from the person inside the car.

Before Yang Nai could lean over to someone's ear and say something, the car door opened and a handsome urban beauty in a suit walked out.

Although it was only the first time they met, from the other party's appearance that was very similar to Yukinoshita Haruno, as well as the subtle and mysterious aura of a superior that emanated from her, he was able to vaguely guess the identity of the "aunt" in front of him.

[This is probably Haruno's mother.....]

Her jet-black hair was tied up at the back of her head.

Like Hayasaka Ai's mother, Aunt Hayasaka Nao, the first impression that Yuki's mother gave Hasegawa was also full of a dreamy and awkward feeling of a middle-aged woman growing older in reverse.