Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

She went to the office with Yuki Hayakawa, and Teacher Yasuhara said he had something to discuss with them.

There’s no better time to ask that question than now.

"Just say it."

Watanabe Yu responded casually.

"I have a friend... No, why are you sitting up straight?"

Just as Kiriyama and Ma were about to continue speaking, they suddenly noticed that Watanabe Yu, who had been chatting just now, suddenly sat up straight and looked as if he was listening attentively.

"Because you want to consult about your relationship problems."

Watanabe Yu's answer was concise and to the point.

After the words were spoken, the discussion around them paused for a moment.

The next moment, many people's eyes quietly moved over here and pricked up their ears.

The girls' movements are smaller, while the boys' movements are much larger.

In the eyes of the boys in Class C of Grade One, it is no exaggeration to say that Watanabe Yu is their ultimate emotional strategist.

Many times, a casual remark he made during a casual chat would be remembered by them for a long time.

Of course, part of the reason was because they wanted to hear gossip about Kiriyama and Ma.

After Kiriyama Kazuma and Takakura Maki started dating, the couple has been very secretive. They neither show their affection in real life nor in the class group, which has left everyone scratching their heads.

But asking doesn’t seem to be appropriate.

——How is your love life going?

Just thinking about such a question was enough to make them silent.

"Okay - but this time it's really my friend."

Kiriyama and Ma nodded reluctantly, accepting Watanabe Yu's explanation, but to be on the safe side, he decided to emphasize it again.

"Yeah, I understand."

Watanabe Yu nodded slightly and gave Kiriyama and Ma a look that said 'I understand what you mean'.

"Anyway, my friend asked me a question, what behavior can prove that a girl really likes you, or really loves you."

Kiriyama and Ma said this truthfully.

Last night, he talked a lot with his junior high school friend, but neither of them could convince the other.

"Look at the details. Are you still struggling with the matter we discussed yesterday?"

At some point, Takakura Maki, who walked in from the back door of the classroom, took over the conversation. She let go of Hayakawa Yuki's hand and looked at her boyfriend helplessly.

"Yes, so what do you think, Watanabe?"

Kiriyama Hema nodded, but did not elaborate. He just turned his head to look at Watanabe Yu and waited for his answer.

"I personally think that this kind of thing cannot be proven, it can only be felt or not felt. If you can feel it, then it is true, if you can't feel it, then it is false. When something needs to be proven, it often means that you don't believe it."

Watanabe Yu paused and continued, "In a relationship, you no longer believe in the other person's love for you. Even if she (he) treats you well, you will hypnotize yourself and tell yourself that the other person has ulterior motives.

"For some things, just believe them, don't try to prove them.

“Just like the ‘standards’ we talked about before, before you meet the person you like, you will always list a lot of rules and regulations, using standards and frameworks to outline the person who meets your imagination.

“But when you actually meet that person, you will find that things are not quite the same as you imagined, and the other person is far from your standards, but you still like the other person hopelessly.

"Standards have always been reserved for those who don't like them."

In a sense, this was just a small part of his emotion.

"……really."

Kiriyama and Ma were silent for a moment, then smiled.

Watanabe Yu's idea was similar to his. He also discussed this idea with his friends yesterday, but his idea was not as thorough as Watanabe Yu's.

He simply discussed the topic on the surface.

"Teacher Watanabe!"

Suddenly, a boy who had a good relationship with Watanabe Yu stood up and looked at Watanabe Yu with admiration.

"?"

"Please guide me!"

The boy lowered his head and asked Watanabe Yu for help.

"I suggest you look for Kiriyama."

Watanabe Yu waved his hand and kicked the ball to Kiriyama Kazuma without hesitation.

The boy is a nice person, but he has no musical talent. His brain is very rigid, and he always thinks that he should use singing to pursue girls.

That hoarse voice, coupled with the tone-deaf singing, can only be described as a very postmodern rebellious art style.

"I suggest you change your singing habit first."

Kiriyama and Ma were not as tactful as Watanabe Yu, and they pointed out the point directly.

"That's impossible!"

The boy refused without a second thought.

"That's no use, next one."

Kiriyama and Ma waved their hands, then took out their cell phones and wrote down what Watanabe Yuu had just said.

Then he used this sentence to convince his friend!

He showed off his skills in front of his junior high school classmates and acted pretentiously!

"Tsk, how cold!"

The boy muttered something, smiled and sat down.

However, Watanabe Yu's words did benefit him a lot.

Subconsciously, he looked around and suddenly found that there were fewer people whispering. Many people took out notebooks or mobile phones and started typing.

Obviously recording something.

Quiet progress, right?

He muttered something in his heart, then took out a pen and started writing and drawing on the notebook.

"Speaking of which, the singer you recommended before was called Jay, right? He has been breaking out of the circle recently. First, he reached a cooperation with Director Ming Hai, and then he taught Naoto Kimura a lesson with the quality of his songs."

Sitting down in her seat, Takakura Maki continued chatting with Hayakawa Yuki.

"So did you listen to Jay's songs?"

Yuki Hayakawa asked in a natural tone.

"Yes, I listened to it. I even shared it in the class group. The new version of "Fireworks" is really nice, and so is "First Love."

Takakura Maki held her chin with her left hand and looked at Hayakawa Yuki thoughtfully.

"First Love" is an original song by Yu Watanabe, and she remembers it very clearly.

She was also one of the audience members at that BBQ buffet.

But even so, she found it hard to imagine that Jay was Watanabe. She was more inclined to believe that it was Watanabe who sold the song "First Love" to Jay.

After all, Jay's singing skills are much better than Watanabe Yu's.

However, to be on the safe side, she decided to test Yuki Hayakawa's attitude again.

During this period, everyone in the class discussed Jay a lot, but contrary to her usual behavior, Yuki Hayakawa, a loyal fan of Jay in the past, remained silent and basically did not participate in the topic.

It appears occasionally, and only selectively participates in topics such as the start of school.

"Which song do you personally like better?"

Yuki Hayakawa didn't notice her best friend's thoughts and took out the textbooks from the desk. According to the teachers, the remaining half would be taught in this semester.

"For me, it's 'First Love'."

Takakura Maki took in Yuki's expression in silence, and then began to murmur in her heart.

Yuki's expression seemed a little too natural.

Could it be that she was overthinking it?

"I like that song, too. As for the response online, it's the same. Everyone likes 'First Love' a little better."

Yuki Hayakawa raised her eyes and took a look at the bright words on the blackboard. She felt suffocated for no reason.

What is more difficult than the first day of school is that the first class on the first day of school is mathematics.

But it’s okay, at least today’s English class is in the afternoon and not right after math class.

"That's normal, after all..."

Boom, boom, boom.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and the chattering in the classroom stopped.

Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on the front.

The figure of Risa Yasuhara caught the eyes of many people.

Gudong.

Many boys swallowed subconsciously.

Everyone knows that Risa Yasuhara is a very interesting person in private, but everyone also knows how "scary" Risa Yasuhara is at work.

"What are you arguing about? It's the first day of school, right? Isn't math the first class? Take out your math books and prepare yourself."

Risa Yasuhara frowned and glanced at the audience.

Her voice was obviously not loud, but the aura of majesty that came from her without even being angry surged out all at once.

The students all tactfully lowered their eyes, silently took out their math books, and began to read them as Teacher Anyuan asked.

You could hear a pin drop in the classroom.

"This month's exam will be on the 1st and 2nd of next month. You'd better prepare in advance. We are very pressed for time. Ishihara, if the math teacher asks where Watanabe went, just say he went to the office."

After giving instructions to the squad leader, Risa Yasuhara turned to look at Yu Watanabe.

"Watanabe, come out with me."

1/2, going out for a trip, next chapter will be in the evening.

As usual, I ask for a ticket ahh ...

Chapter 187 Beginning [3K3]

Outside the principal's office.

"Remember what I told you?"

Risa Yasuhara lowered her voice and looked at Yu Watanabe very seriously.

"remember."

Watanabe Yu nodded solemnly.

He knew very well that Sister Risa repeated this sentence at this time not because she was afraid that he would forget it, but to emphasize it again.

After all, no matter how bad your memory is, you will not forget what we talked about yesterday afternoon the next morning.

"That's good. Anyway, just answer according to your own ideas. Don't be too nervous. Just say whatever you want to say. This is not your first interview with the principal. He is actually quite easy to talk to, isn't he?"

Risa Yasuhara patted Watanabe Yu's shoulder gently and continued to explain patiently.

"Yes, I know, Risa-san."

Watanabe Yu was not impatient.

"I've already told you, don't yell in school... Oh, never mind, remember, your identity is quite valuable, remember not to let go so quickly, you can do whatever you want from now on, I'll go back to prepare for class first."