My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 23 US-Soviet Summit Kitagawa Talks 2
There are many reasons for complicated moods.

For example, I had a not-so-good dream last night.

For example, the car breaks down on the way to school.

For example, a carefully sharpened pencil accidentally breaks the lead.

For example, something happened that was beyond our control.

Xia Xilin never liked being caught off guard.

She likes to be prepared no matter what happens.

After eating bento alone on the rooftop during lunch break, she did not go back to the classroom, but sat alone in the tea art club, quietly waiting for the arrival of 03:30 in the afternoon.

During this period, Niijima sent a stack of information, which recorded all the observation data of Fujiwara Starry Sky by Kuko.

"Thank you, and say hello to your sister for me."

Niijima pouted behind her back.

If it weren't for my sister's order, who would want to have anything to do with a monster like you.

Xia Xilin looked at the information in her hands quietly, and keywords were extracted one by one.

Detective Agency for Strange Talking Things, free removal of ghosts, urban legends that can transcend, unknown methods, multiple faces, suspected schizophrenia, no love history, suspicious sexual orientation.
Ok.

Xia Xilin retracted her evaluation of him.

This is not an ordinary high school student at all, and he really has a lot of bad intentions.

Extending from a piece of campus love news to social issues, while separating myself from the news center's discussion points, it has attracted a lot of attention and encouragement from the Internet public opinion, and then through a post full of hostility towards the country, all the current dissatisfaction Blame it on the authorities.

When the hot topic reached its climax, he returned gorgeously through the post expressing support, and successfully brought the topic back from social issues to campus love, and back to him, Fujiwara Xingkong himself.

If there were only campus love news from the beginning, this topic would never have attracted so much attention.Even if Xia Xilin participated in it, everyone would just laugh it off as celebrity gossip.

From the campus-society-campus, this ingenious release and grasp has given Fujiwara Xingkong its own momentum.

It also made Xia Xilin feel more restrained when facing him.

Up to now, it is no longer a simple matter of killing him and filling the sea.If she does this, I believe that many people will be willing to be a free detective and bring some fun to the Xia Xi family.

It must be admitted that in this confrontation between the dark and the light, Xia Xilin was passive throughout and had no power to fight back.

But what next?
After both sides show their cards, can you still plan behind your back so calmly?
In the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union, who was the final winner? History has already given the answer.

Can you still make waves?

Xia Xilin was looking forward to it.

……

Tea Club.

Fujiwara Xingkong directly opened the door and walked in.

In the line of sight, there is only half of the classroom, and the back half is blocked by the screen, so it is impossible to see what is behind.

In front of the classroom, the girl sat on a chair by the window and read quietly.

Under the slanting sunset, the scenery was as beautiful as a painting, giving people the illusion that even if the end of the world came, she would always sit there and continue reading.

Xia Xilin heard the sound of the door opening and looked up.

"Hello, senior." Fujiwara Xingkong greeted, and was about to close the door behind her back, but she heard her say, "No need, let them listen."

Cheers from the melon-eating crowd came from behind.

Private Kitagawa High School itself is the best private high school in Tokyo, and there are countless top academics in it.

And Xia Xilin was particularly prominent among them.

The grades are quite excellent, regardless of the section test or the mock test, he is firmly seated at the top of the third grade.

Coupled with a wealthy background that only appears in novels, and an appearance that would make gods jealous, with the blessing of all the beautiful conditions, she is worthy of the title of the most beautiful girl.

As for Fujiwara Xingkong, in the public impression, he is just an ordinary and unknown high school student.

What kind of sparks will be created in the collision between the two?

Netizens on 2ch expressed their great anticipation, wishing they could parachute to Beichuan High School now and eat melons on the spot.

Fujiwara Xingkong moved a chair and sat down opposite her.

As soon as she sat on her buttocks, she heard her say: "The ability to control public opinion is so good, have you considered entering the public relations industry after graduating from university?"

Fujiwara Xingkong said with a smile: "I have no objection if the senior sister's family has related business."

Xia Xilin stretched, with an imperceptible smile on her face, or she might not be smiling at all.

The pendulum clock hanging on the wall was ticking, the sound was slow but loud.

Fujiwara Xingkong glanced at the book in her hand, and started the topic: ""The Catcher in the Rye", does senior sister also like to read this book?"

Xia Xilin glanced at the book cover.

"People who love life and work hard will instinctively dislike this book." Fujiwara Xingkong's tone was calm, but he made a conclusion that could not be refuted.

"Students in the school, walking in the sunshine and the shadow of trees, enjoy a stable time without being responsible for society. The audience of this book will not be such people, because it is difficult for them to understand this kind of life that is not in sight because the future is far away. Bringing anger and confusion."

"On the contrary." Xia Xilin took over the words: "When they feel tired and tired of the whole world, knowing that there is someone like them, even if it is just a virtual character, that is also a kind of comfort."

A consolation that doesn't help.

"Just after winning the Second World War, it has become a political, economic and military power. The prosperous New York has become the representative of the whole country. People pretend to be successful and happy in their careers in the prosperity and prosperity, while the spiritual world is barren."

She went on to say that from the perspective of Xingkong Fujiwara, her high nose bridge gave off a sharp feeling, loud, steep, and flexible like a whip.

"Holden hates the surrounding environment, wants to resist but doesn't know what to resist, hates the world but doesn't want to die, and, most importantly, for freedom, although he doesn't know what it is, he still has it. A strong yearning for freedom."

"I understand." After listening to her words, Fujiwara Hoshizora nodded and said, "The prosperous New York symbolizes the Natsuki family, and you are Holden."

"You're very self-righteous." Xia Xilin didn't deny it.

He smiled and asked, "Holden wandered the streets for three days and two nights, but he didn't go anywhere in the end. Did you say sorry to him?"

She replied: "No need."

"Very good." Fujiwara Xingkong clapped his hands, "Girl, you have grown up."

For the first time, Xia Xilin showed a puzzled expression on his indifferent face.

"It's naive to feel guilty about a person who is imaginary. And to be indifferent to a real unfortunate person is to grow up."

Xia Xilin picked up the bookmark and put it between the title pages, put the book aside, and met his gaze for the first time.

"It's okay to intercede, Sato's family and your uncle's family, you can only choose one."

"It's a pleasure to talk to smart people." Fujiwara Xingkong smiled triumphantly, and said, "I choose my uncle."

"Yeah." Xia Xilin took out her mobile phone and made a call: "Sachiko, check how many foreign branches are there in the company Naoto Fujiwara belongs to?"

"Huh?" Fujiwara Xingkong smelled a dangerous atmosphere.

Xia Xilin ignored him and gave the order directly after listening to the report on the phone.

"Let's get in touch and transfer him to Vietnam. As for when he will be transferred back, let him know and see how his nephew performs."

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone, and her gaze fell back to Fujiwara Xingkong with a dark face.

(End of this chapter)