The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

"How are you?"

"I'm very good."

On the slope in the summer morning, Qing Gongfeng saw a girl who looked like a rose.

He quickened his pace and walked towards the rose flower, still talking to himself.

"Mr. Minister, didn't you get up at 07:30 and be here in just 10 minutes?"

The breeze was blowing, and the sun that could be seen directly emitted bright red light. Approaching her, Qing Gongfeng seemed to really smell the scent of roses.

"Isn't it a bit arbitrary to infer that I woke up at this time just based on one time, Kiyomiya-san?" She was referring to the news about Kaede Kiyomiya at 07:30 on Sunday morning.

Walking on her slender legs wrapped in black stockings, Qing Gongfeng felt her efforts.

"I think the Minister should be the kind of person who lives a very regular life."

Qing Gongfeng was walking leisurely with her schoolbag in hand, completely different from Chiyo Hanashanin who was struggling uphill.

"Also, the Minister went to school very late before, which also makes me more certain about this inference."

"That's it." Chiyo Hanashanyin nodded nonchalantly, and the fragrance of roses became more intense.

Qing Gongfeng stretched out his hand towards her.

"Ok?"

"Let me get the school bag."

"No need," she used the hand that wasn't holding her schoolbag to brush her hair off her shoulder. "Knowing your own shortcomings and overcoming them is also a quality that a good person should have."

"Then I would like to ask, Mr. Minister, on Saturday and Sunday, except for walking around with me last night, have you ever been out of the house at any other time?"

Qing Gongfeng asked, with a sincere look on his face.

Hanashanyin Chiyo glanced at Qing Gongfeng and did not answer.

"I see," Qing Gongfeng said thoughtfully, "even excellent people will not answer questions that are not good for themselves."

"Mr. Minister, your health is so poor. I'm worried that you will collapse from exhaustion when the time comes for the forest school."

"Why are you tired?"

"Cooking, collecting firewood, etc.!"

Qing Gongfeng suddenly thought of this question, does the eldest lady need to do this? Hanayamain Chiyo may just need to sit in the room, and someone will bring the food to her.

"Well, Mr. Minister, I feel that since I have participated in such an activity, I have to abandon my identity and have fun with the people in order to truly feel the meaning of collective activities. What do you think?"

He analyzed it for his dear minister very matter-of-factly and enthusiastically.

"...not so good."

They were getting closer and closer to the top of the slope, and Hanayamain Chiyo was walking with more difficulty and began to pant while talking.

"That's wrong, Mr. Minister. It's all wrong. Power and money are in the hands of good people and will only be used to benefit the people. Why don't you look at me..."

"To shut up."

"okay."

For some reason, Chiyo Hanazhanin, who had to take a breath every step of the way, was particularly forceful when he said this.

Qing Gongfeng maliciously speculated in his heart that Huashan Yuan Chiyo must have deliberately practiced this sentence in private.

He even considered the possibility of talking to her while going uphill. How sinister, Mr. Buchou.

The bright red sunshine shone on the slope, and they walked forward under the light.

Many people around them looked at the two of them, either with envy or curiosity.

One is famous since the beginning of school - the first one to faint at the opening ceremony in so many years. The other is a mysterious, elegant and beautiful eldest lady. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women will always attract the attention of many people, not to mention that it is full of youth. In a restless school.

They were whispering.

But neither of them took it seriously.

"See you at noon, Minister."

"Ah."

When we arrived in Class B, there were already many people.

Some were chatting, but most people were still reading.

Qing Gongfeng sat down, opened the window next to him, and took out "La Traviata" from his school bag.

After looking at the remaining pages, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be solved in the forest school this week.

Then, what should you read next?

The Minister should know better.

This distress disappeared like the clouds in the sky.

The weather is still good today, not like the rainy season at all, as it should be with continuous light rain.

It's a leisurely summer day.

Arrived for morning class.

"Yamamoto-kun, please pass on these forest school manuals to everyone first."

Tsurukawa Nanami stood on the podium and told everyone in Class B about the precautions of forest school. At this time two days later, she should give it again.

"Everyone must read the manual carefully. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"it is good--"

Someone replied in a long voice.

"We will leave the day after tomorrow and take the school bus. Let's go back and talk to our parents. The total cost including accommodation fees and other expenses will be..."

"it is good--"

"Also, when next week comes, everyone will know what to do." Before class started, Nanami Tsurukawa had a soft smile on her face.

"Focus on studying."

"Yes, Imaizumi-san is right." Nanami Tsurukawa clasped her hands and looked at Kaede Kiyomiya who was immersed in reading, "Relax when you need to relax, and you should also concentrate on studying when you should study, right, Kiyomiya-san?"

"Ah yes, Mr. Tsurukawa is right."

"Kiyomiya-san raised his head first and said this, which will be more convincing."

"Okay, Mr. Tsurukawa, you are right."

Qing Gongfeng reluctantly closed the book and raised his face to look at the young Mandarin teacher on the podium.

"Mr. Tsurukawa, I suggest that Kiyomiya-san be disqualified from participating in the forest school and let him come to school and study hard."

There was a sound of someone wanting to be beaten, and if nothing else happened, it was undoubtedly Yamazaki.

Some people laughed, and some girls had already turned their dissatisfied eyes to Yamazaki - Kiyomiya-san didn't go to the forest school, so how could they confess their love on such a romantic occasion as the Touya Festival?

"Huh? Is that okay? Mr. Tsurukawa, please do this!" This was Qing Gongfeng's voice.

"Hmm - it doesn't seem possible, Kiyomiya-san, Yamazaki-san."

Nanami Tsurukawa was a little troubled, she looked at Qing Gongfeng and said.

"Please participate in group activities well. If there is any reason why you can't participate, please tell me."

"Okay, I understand, Mr. Tsurukawa."

Qing Gongfeng lowered his head and lost motivation.

Tsurukawa Nanami hesitated to speak, but continued to tell everyone the precautions.

After finishing a series of things and making sure nothing was missed, Nanami Tsurukawa ordered them to study on their own.

She walked to Qing Gongfeng, who was still reading.

"Kyomiya-san."

"Huh?" Qing Gongfeng raised his head, put the bookmark into the page and closed the book, "What's the matter, Mr. Tsurukawa?"

"What book is Kiyomiya-san reading? Is it French?"

The title of the book was written on the cover, but Nanami Tsurukawa found that she couldn't understand it, so she asked.

"La Traviata by Xiao Dumas, original French."

Nanami Tsurukawa took the hardcover book and looked at it. It was full of sentences that she couldn't understand.

"It turns out that Kiyomiya-san's French is so good that he can already read the original work."

Tsurukawa Nanami exclaimed.

"You know a little bit, but sometimes you still have to look it up in a dictionary."

Qing Gongfeng didn't dare to boast about this. There was always a big mountain in front of him with no top visible - Hanashanyin Chiyo.

As of now, Qing Gongfeng still doesn't know how many languages ​​Hanashanyin Chiyo is proficient in.

"Come out with me first, Kiyomiya-san."

Putting the book gently back on the table, Tsurukawa Nanami said this.

"Okay, Mr. Tsurukawa."

Without asking why, Qing Gongfeng stood up and at the same time gave Ishigami a look while eavesdropping.

The two came to a corner of the corridor - where teachers usually scold students.

Even if Tsurukawa Nanami is wearing low-heeled leather shoes, she is still more than half a head shorter than Qing Gongfeng. This causes her to raise her head when speaking. Presumably, even when she is reprimanding students, she will lose a lot of dignity.

"Qingmiya-san doesn't want to participate in forest activities. Is there any reason?"

She asked, with concern in her eyes, and the breeze blew, causing the hair on her temples to fly.

Qing Gongfeng didn't expect that Nanami Tsurukawa called him out to ask this question. He clearly just said it casually in cooperation with Yamazaki.

"Tsurukawa-sensei, I'm sorry."

Qing Gongfeng bowed slightly. Lord Angel was still Lord Angel, and the light on his body made him unable to open his eyes.

"Huh? Why are you apologizing, Kiyomiya-san? Is there really something wrong?"

Qing Gongfeng's apology caught Nanami Tsurukawa off guard, thinking that Qing Gongfeng had some serious reason.

"Although I'm really not interested in forest schools, I'm still willing to go. What I said just now was just to coordinate with Yamazaki-san. I'm really sorry for making Mr. Tsurukawa worry."

Qing Gongfeng looked sincere.

"Really? I thought Kiyomiya-san didn't want to participate in these group activities because of his health."

Tsurukawa Nanami patted her chest and seemed to be relieved.

"Don't worry, Kiyomiya-san. When the time comes, I will assign Qingomiya-san to a cooking group where you don't have to exert any effort. Then you will only have to help the female students in our class cook."

She patted Qing Gongfeng on the shoulder and left everything to the teacher.

"Well, then I'll trouble Mr. Tsurukawa..."

"Qingmiya-san, do you have any concerns?"

"I can't say I'm worried, I just have something to explain." Qing Gongfeng scratched his face. This kind of thing was not explained clearly at the time. If he explained it after a long time, it would feel awkward and deceptive.

"Mr. Tsurukawa, my physical fitness is actually very good. The opening ceremony was just an accident. Just like a person will get sick no matter how healthy he is. I happened to be sick at that time."

Hearing this, Tsurukawa Nanami looked up and down Qing Gongfeng. Putting aside the beautiful face that would be dazzling after looking at it for a long time, he was very oppressive just because of his height of 1.8 meters. His eyes were bright and clear, his skin was also very good, and his complexion was Nothing unusual can be seen.

"Kesen said at that time that you were not sick."

She looked directly into Qing Gongfeng's eyes, worried that Qing Gongfeng only said such words to reassure her.

"It's a mental problem. I was quite tired at the time. Also, Mr. Tsurukawa, don't look at me like this. My swordsmanship level is very high."

Qing Gongfeng took a few steps back, using his arm as a sword, gesticulating in front of Tsurukawa Nanami.

"Kendo? Well - even if Kiyomiya-san says so, I can't understand it."

Tsurukawa Nanami frowned in distress. Under the preconception, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that Qing Gongfeng was trying to show off.

"How about I go run a few laps on the playground and show Mr. Tsurukawa?"

"There's no need for this, I believe what Kiyomiya-san says."

Tsurukawa Nanami's eyes were full of care when she looked at Qing Gongfeng, and the halo above her head became brighter and brighter, as if she would fly to the clouds in the next second, spreading love and justice to the world.

Kiyomiya-san must have suffered a lot due to his poor health. The concern from people around him may only make him suffer more. Maybe Kiyomiya-san's biggest wish when he was a child was that others would regard him as a healthy ordinary person.

Hmm - so depressing and heavy.

She seemed to see the young boy silently licking his wounds in the dark corner, like a lonely little beast.

Nanami Tsurukawa had already covered her mouth in her mind - she was afraid that her distressed voice would leak out from the corner of her mouth.

"..."

Qing Gong Kaede covered his face. Although he did not have the mind-reading ability of Chiyo Hanazhanin, he could still see that Nanami Tsurukawa was just pretending to believe in him. He might even have imagined countless small theaters in his mind - about Qing Gong Kaede's tragic and dark story. of childhood.

"Qingmiya-san, don't worry, I believe Qingmiya-san is in good health."

Saying this, Nanami Tsurukawa may have felt that her tone was not firm enough. She clenched her fists as if she was cheering Qing Gongfeng on.

"Mr. Tsurukawa, please extend your hand first."

Qing Gongfeng decided not to explain and replaced words with actions.

"Extend your hand? Oh okay."

She stretched out her hand as Qing Gongfeng said. Her fingers were as slender as green onions, and her nails were trimmed very neatly. This was a hand that could be used as a touch.

At this moment, the identities of the two people seemed to have been reversed. Qing Gongfeng turned into a tall teacher. He might be teaching mathematics or physics, but it doesn't matter. The scene now is like a strict teacher trying to punish students corporally. .

Qing Gongfeng grabbed Tsurukawa Nanami's hand, said "I'm sorry", and pressed it on her stomach.

Although he doesn't exercise every day like he used to, his 8-point physique is here, his six-pack abdominal muscles are not uniform for the time being, and his vest line can be clearly felt.

Although having abdominal muscles may not necessarily be healthy, the first impression people give is: Ah, this person has abdominal muscles, he should be very strong and healthy.

Qing Gongfeng grabbed Tsurukawa Nanami's hand and rubbed it on his stomach, as if asking her to confirm the number of her abdominal muscles and the depth of her waistcoat line.

Tsurukawa Nanami has been stunned on the spot, allowing Qing Gongfeng to tease her like this, it should not be considered a tease, this is just to explain the matter clearly.

Finally, after Nanami Tsurukawa rubbed her hand up and down Qing Gongfeng's belly three times, she reacted.

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She anxiously threw away her hand, as if she had touched a red-hot iron, and for the first time her face, which was sometimes gentle and sometimes serious, moved.

"Let Mr. Tsurukawa touch my abdominal muscles."

Qing Gongfeng was a little surprised in his calmness. The surprise came from the fact that Mr. Hechuan was young and beautiful. He must have a lot of suitors and must have a lot of love experience. But looking at it now, he must have guessed wrong.

"Why did Kiyomiya-san do this?"

Nanami Tsurukawa forced herself to calm down. She pushed the hair from the left temple behind her ear and asked.

"Having abdominal muscles means that my body is very healthy, right?" Qing Gongfeng said sincerely, "Actually, I wanted to explain it to Mr. Tsurukawa during the sports festival, but I didn't have the chance at that time, so I kept putting it off until Now."

He patted his chest and said, "Tsurukawa-san, please rest assured that I am in good health."

"...Well, okay, the teacher believes you, but don't do such a thing suddenly next time. I am the teacher and you are my student. Let others see it and it will bring bad reputation to you."

Tsurukawa Nanami's face returned to its former gentleness, and she gave serious instructions.

"Okay, I understand, Mr. Tsurukawa, it won't be like this next time."

Qing Gongfeng bowed his head obediently.

"Well, okay, there's nothing wrong with that. Qing Gong-san should go back to morning class first."

"Okay, Mr. Tsurukawa, goodbye."

"Well, go back."

Tsurukawa Nanami then tucked the hair on her right cheek behind her ear and watched Qing Gongfeng return to class.

The next second, she hurriedly walked into the bathroom, opened a stall, and got in as if to escape something.

Nanami Tsurukawa looked at her hand, and the hard touch seemed to return to her hand. She quickly shook it again, as if she had been burned.

She remembered the words of her best friend Shiratori Mori.

"It's amazing, today's high school students."