Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

When I went to school and took the subway, those umbrellas that were wet by the rain, even if I deliberately avoided them, when I got off the station, I still couldn't avoid some water stains on my body, and the trouser legs were the hardest hit.

Even my mood became worse because of these unavoidable trivialities.

If it wasn't for the age requirement, Xiaosan would have taken the driver's license test, bought a car by himself and went to...

"If a student buys a car, can he drive to the school? Speaking of which, does the school have any parking spaces for students?"

When Xiaosan walked to the school gate, his thoughts completely drifted to the things about the driver's license and buying a car. Instead, he ignored the trivial things that made him unhappy, and only slowly came back to his senses when he was in the classroom.

But when he recovered from the driver's license issue, looking at the gloomy sky outside the classroom window and the humid air, his mood became gloomy again.

Except for him, everyone else who had arrived in the classroom was in the same mood, and no one was happy because of the weather.

Like those associations that need training, the mood is extra irritable, casual exercise will make the whole body sweat, and the occasional drizzle makes the original training all of a sudden become extremely annoying.

"Is it all here? Roll call, and then get ready for class."

Kawakami Sadayo spoke in a more lazy tone than usual and called out the names of the students in the class as usual, and after confirming that everyone was present, today's class began.

It's just that when she was in class, her tone was also full of weakness, which made most of the students sitting below show drowsy expressions.

For the Chinese course, Xiaosan was still a little confident, and he didn't listen carefully to Kawakami Sadayo's superficial course full of hypnotic effects, casually took out the extracurricular books in his desk belly, and quietly flipped through them.

Kawakami Sadayo just raised his head and observed the situation of the students below. Seeing Xiaosan's movements, his brows twitched slightly. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he thought that his handle was still in the hands of the other party, and the voice of the lecture was interrupted for a moment. Still acted as if he hadn’t seen anything, and continued with his lessons.

Having experienced many things, she has already deeply realized the true meaning of the so-called "loose education".

As long as the students below didn't make any big noises, or whispered, just simply lost in thought, or drew subtle creatures in those notebooks, she just pretended not to see them.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she quickly closed her textbook, left the sentence 'end of get out of class' in a relieved tone, and quickly turned and left the classroom.

Although the students sitting in the classroom have some comments about Sadayo Kawakami's teaching method, but for the few teachers who can't procrastinate, everyone in the classroom still has a pretty good sense of Sadayo Kawakami.

However, Xiaosan, who has been reading books, doesn't have so many thoughts, and he doesn't have any practical experience in the matter of dismissing get out of class.

"The new version of Monster Hunter is out recently, which weapon do you think is better?"

"Ah, yesterday, I met a former classmate on the street and said that I got a boyfriend, why haven't I?"

"Sure enough, it is the cutest sauce. This time, I am going to buy ten albums and shake hands with purezi sauce. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

When various voices and conversations reached Xiaosan's ears, they were subconsciously ignored and blocked by him, and his whole attention fell on the book in his hand.

According to the direction of the series requested by Okumuragawa, Xiao San is constantly drawing materials to supplement his various poses.

"Well, may I ask Akizuki Takasan, is Akizuki-kun in this class? I'm An Yilun from class C. I have something to ask for Akizuki-kun. I don't know if you can call me..."

As if hearing someone mentioning his name, the inexplicably sensitive Xiaosan gradually moved his eyes away from the book and looked in the direction of the door.

Wearing a school uniform and glasses, filled with an inexplicably familiar lonely atmosphere, Xiaosan couldn't help looking at those lonely classmates who were talking about games and idols in the classroom, and then turned his eyes again, falling On the student at the door, his eyes moved slightly.

It is the breath of the strong.

Resolutely withdrawing his gaze, Xiao San just pretended that he didn't hear or see anything, and put his attention on the book in his hand again, not going to pay attention to that guy he didn't know at all.

"Well, Mr. Qiuyue, it seems that someone is looking for you at the door."

But he wanted to pretend he didn't see anything, but someone couldn't help but help the guy who seemed to be in trouble, and sent a message to Xiaosan, which caused Xiaosan a little headache.

The soft words, and that gentle smile, even girls may not be as cute as her.

Xiao San's lifelong enemy, Kohinata Makoto.

"Really? I see."

Looking up at Hinata next to him, Xiaosan lowered his head again, as if he didn't hear anything, making Hinata look at the door in some embarrassment.

An Yilun, who was waiting at the door, was also hesitant, but when he thought of what that person had said to him, he still took his own steps with difficulty, walked into this strange class with endless courage, and walked towards that strange class. The boy who might be his target walks away.

Looking at the boy walking towards Xiaosan, Yan Ye, who had been paying attention to Xiaosan in the classroom, gave the boy a strange look.

Koga Yuika, who was sitting on the seat, stood up slowly, and approached Xiaosan little by little. She was still a little curious about the fact that someone came to Xiaosan.

"Excuse me, are you Qiuyue's classmate? I'm Ai Lunya from the class next door, Kasumigaoka-senpai..."

"Don't mention that random woman in front of me."

"With... Akizuki-san... and Kasumigaoka-senpai, did anything happen?"

Originally, I wanted to say that the other party recommended me to come and find him, but before I finished speaking, I got something from Xiao San's mouth that seemed to be something extraordinary. I was surprised to see him sitting in front of the desk, his eyes didn't fluctuate, and his attention seemed to be at a loss. Schoolboy with book in hands.

Sighing slowly, Xiaosan closed the "Complete Explanation of Classical Literature and Art" in his hand, and looked slightly sideways at the strange boy standing by his desk.

Although it was only the first time they met, Xiaosan already vaguely smelled a breath similar to himself from the other party, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he was inexplicably disgusted.

"What's the matter with me?"

Seeing that Xiaosan didn't talk about Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, An Yilun didn't pay too much attention to it. A gleam flashed in his calm eyes, and he stretched out his hand to gently push the glasses on the bridge of his nose. His temperament became full of confidence in an instant.

"I would like to invite Qiuyue-kun to join my fan club."

"What do you mean?"

"Last time I invited Kasumigaoka Shiyu-senpai, and I wanted to invite her to join my club and be the script creator of my work, but she was rejected by the other party, saying that there are people in this school who are better than her, That is Qiuyue-kun you, so..."

"So you came to see me?"

"That's right, in order to fulfill my long-cherished wish and ambition, I would like to invite Mr. Qiuyue to join my club!"