General Man: My Days Are Not Too Ordinary

"Mu Lin-san, your art-filled self-introduction just now is really shocking."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"Hehe, after being a teacher for so many years, I have never seen a bad student like you who has no respect for his superiority!"

"So?"

"Don't think I don't know what you were trying to do by introducing yourself."

"And then?"

"In the days to come, I will definitely let you participate in various activities in the class, school, and even the club in the name of the class teacher! So that you can't waste at all!!

"As long as you don't care about my waste performance."

Mu Lin shrugged indifferently, he really didn't care much about this extent.

"It's a pity that maybe other teachers will take care of the honor of the class, and I am quiet, I just want students to improve themselves, and let bad students stop from the precipice!"

"Oh, I hope you can do it."

Mulin's tone was like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, making Hiratsuka calm and breathless.

"By the way, I heard that your Chinese grades are very poor? Then take advantage of these two months and let me give you special counseling! Mu

Lin's flat expression finally changed, and it also made the beautiful teacher realize that she had grabbed his weakness.

"Everyone has something that everyone is good at, Chinese I'm not good at it, and it doesn't work if you give me special counseling."

"Not necessarily, in my opinion, you kid has unlimited potential."

"Label others with unlimited potential, and arbitrarily coach in areas they are not good at? I look down on teachers like you.

"At the level of high school, Chinese ordinary people can learn it except for students who are really flawed."

"I'm a waste, I can't learn."

"It really opened my eyes, at that time at the Aikido Hall, I claimed to beat ten teenagers with unlimited scenery, and now I actually call myself a waste, maybe others will believe it, but my client will not believe it."

"I'm good for nothing but fighting."

"I remember, just now you introduced yourself and said that you were good for nothing but good grades in science. Moreover, he also said that he was physically weak and sickly since childhood, and as a result, he fought better than anyone - hahahahahaha!

Hiratsuka laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, it's just..."

Hiratsuka Shizuki's eyes were cold.

"Your bad behavior of lying in front of dozens of people in the class makes me feel that students like you must be completely corrected with special methods!" Not to mention, you've been lying to me since I knew you!

"As a teacher, you have to respect the personal dreams of our students, right?"

Mu Lin was ready to persuade Hiratsuka Shizune with a soft look, making the latter curl the corners of his mouth proudly.

"Waste, how to think how to think that it is not a dream."

"Okay, it's almost class, I'll go first, see you Aunt Hiratsuka."

After saying this, Mu Lin quickly left the office.

But he didn't expect that at this time, Hiratsuka Shizune was not angry because of the title, but was very happy.

"Stinky boy, can't you just run away with the name of an angry person?"

"I always put my head on your hands before, but when it was finally my turn, right?"

"It's really feng shui in turns, who does the sky spare over!!"

"Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!

Hiratsuka hadn't laughed so heartily in a long time.

The laughter alarmed the other teachers in the office.

After noticing the strange eyes of others, Hiratsuka Shizuki laughed awkwardly for a while.

"That, that, I think of a happy thing, don't care."

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Eh, life..."

sighing so, Mu Lin walked into the classroom and sat down in his seat under the strange gazes of a group of people.

Not long after, the seat in front of the left, that is, the light peach-haired and gentle beautiful girl sitting in front of Miura Yuko, leaned over and asked, "That... Mulin-san, right? "

Hmm." Mu Lin responded faintly, always feeling that the eyes of this girl who liked to touch porcelain were full of sympathy and pity.

"My name is Yubihama Yui, please advise me more in the future!"

Yui Hihama gave a warm smile.

"Oh."

"That... What did Mr. Hiratsuka tell you to go to the office for? "

Maybe it's deliberately looking for a topic, like a pick-up, making the shy girl look evasive and poke her fingers.

"Nothing."

Mu Lin glanced at her.

This beautiful girl with peach hair is very kind and seems to want to help him because of his self-introduction.

Mu Lin's cold attitude made Yubihama a little unsure how to get close.

When racking your brain for a topic.

"Ahem! Ahem——! The

other party suddenly covered his mouth and coughed, and after Yui Hihama was worried and stopped, he stood up and walked to the window position.

While coughing, his legs and feet staggered forward.

At this time, a group of men and women chatting around the blond boy also noticed him.

And the warm-hearted blond boy named Hayama Hayato stood up directly and asked, "Mulin-san, what's wrong with you?" Do you need me to take you to the school infirmary?

"No, cough, I, I just need ventilation, na, I haven't been comfortable staying in a stuffy room since I was a child, in this stuffy classroom, I can't help but cough, you don't have to worry, I don't have a cold." Ahem——! Mu

Lin lay by the window and gulped for the fresh air outside.

Yubihama Yui worried, "In that case, what about class?" I remember that when I first started class, Mu Lin was also coughing, and coughing all the time would hurt my body.

"So what to do?"

A group of people were also very kind, discussing solutions, and finally, after thinking of the only solution, everyone couldn't help but look at Hayato Hayama.

Hayato Hayama, who was watched by everyone, said simply: "Okay then, Mulin-san, let's change seats."

"This, ahem! That's not quite good, right? Just coming, cough cough! Just grab your seat.

"It's okay, I can sit anywhere."

"Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome, after all, you just came to our class, no matter how I have to take care of you."

Under the praise of others, the good old man Hayama Hayato and Mubayashi changed seats.

Class time.

Mu Lin sat comfortably in his favorite position, looking at the autumn colors outside the window with his chin folded.

That comfortable and vicissitudes of appearance, how to look at how to make people feel proud.

A cold voice sounded on the side.

"Hey."

"Hey

!"

"Huh?" Mu Lin looked at Miura Yuko who frowned suspiciously.

"You wouldn't pretend on purpose, would you?"

"What deliberately pretended?" Mu Lin's face changed, and he covered his mouth, "Cough, cough, cough——!

Seeing this, the blonde girl sighed and said, "Forget it, it's nothing." Then he turned around and listened carefully.

And to her right, Hayato Hayama, was calling out to Shiwa Kasumigaoka who was sleeping on the table on her right.

"Kasumigaoka-san!"

"Kasumigaoka-san!!"

"Huh?" The repeated shouts made Kasumigaoka Shiwa's sleepy eyes show an impatient look.

"Kasumigaoka-san? Are you not feeling well?

"Nope."

"Don't sleep in class."

"Oh."

In a faint response, Shiwa Kasumigaoka continued to sleep on the table again, unable to wake up no matter how much Hayama shouted.

Helpless, he could only leave it alone.