My Love Youth is Really Learned in Vain/my Spring Things Can't Be Learned in Vain

　Seeing the broken rope in her hand, Ling Yuanbian guessed that it must have been broken while walking the dog. No wonder the sausage has a collar around its neck.To put it simply, it is a mistake in walking the dog and the dog walks it.

　"Thank you, Student Yi"

　"Well, we know each other?"

　The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, Ling Yuan didn't seem to remember his classmates very much in his memory, it might as well be that he didn't plan to remember them.Except for Dongma, who was his back table, Ling Yuan didn't seem to have any impression of the others, and by the way, there was the one who worked in the store together...that Sha...wrong, it was Chuan or something.

　Even though he was thinking this way, Ling Yuan still skillfully wore a gentle and friendly smile on his face.Ling Yuan is quite confident in the fake smile function honed since childhood.

　In terms of Yuigahama Yui's character, she should have also agreed with a smile to eliminate the same embarrassment.

　However, this smirk is exactly the same as the smile Ling Yuan showed when he was admitted to the hospital because of Sabre a year ago.Yubibin clearly remembered that when he went to apologize, Yi Lingyuan also comforted himself with such a smile.Although Ling Yuan had already forgotten about this matter completely or had no intention of remembering at all.

　However, the Yuigahama at this time is not the uneasy and apologetic Yuigahama at that time, she is clumsy but unexpectedly sharp, but at this moment she can see that this smile is empty and false!

　Even so, she who is not acquainted with each other, or even a classmate who is not cared by Yi Lingyuan, will not expose Ling Yuan's smirk, let alone say anything outrageously.

　After all, wishful thinking about feelings is always powerless.

　"Well, actually at this time last year, it was because my family's Sabre made you hospitalized at the beginning of school." Yubibin said to Ling Yuan cautiously and apologetically.

　Although, because of that accident, he broke his leg and lay down in the hospital for several months, so the class actually formed his own small circle.But it's meaningless to Ling Yuan.

　With an elegant and handsome appearance, skills beyond ordinary people, and communication skills cultivated since childhood, it is too easy for Ling Yuan to integrate into this class.

　However, compared to these naive people who sing the meaningless waste of time in youth, Ling Yuan is really hard to be interested.

　It's not that I can't, but I don't want to.Although Ling Yuan did not have a contemptuous mentality, the gap between them was too far no matter from which aspect.

　"Oh, it's nothing, all I do is follow my own heart." Ling Yuan responded.

　"After all, nothing in this world is crueler than losing life." Ling Yuan still had that smile on his face, but Yuigahama Yui was able to capture that silence.

　"Well, can you stop smirking like that?" Yuigahama seemed to muster up the courage

　"Huh?" Ling Yuan never thought that the mask she had always used in school would be seen through by a natural girl.Obviously it looks stupid, but it is as insightful as Hiratsuka-sensei.

　He didn't answer, and Ling Yuan didn't want to say anything, after all, it's the most taboo to talk lightly.From Ling Yuan's point of view, he and that girl with pink hair just met by chance.The relationship between the two stopped there, they were just strangers in the same class.

　"Let's talk about it next time." Ling Yuan smiled more sincerely and gently than before.

　If someone who can't even see his hypocritical and weak appearance, Ling Yuan will naturally ignore him perfunctorily and mercilessly as he appears on the surface.

　But for this interesting dumpling, Ling Yuan doesn't mind having one more friend.

　Treating people who he doesn't approve of with a hypocritical mask and acting kindly and kindly is the result of Ling Yuan's education since he was a child. Which family Ling Yuan was born in must bear the responsibility he will bear in the future.

　But for the people he recognized, Ling Yuan would naturally not be so boring.

　Under the influence of his father, a business tycoon who followed the principle of equivalent exchange, Ling Yuan naturally understood: sincerity can only be exchanged for sincerity!

　...

　.......

　Of course, no matter how much truth is said, the current Ling Yuan still has to run all the way like an ordinary sophomore in high school in order not to be late.

　Ling Yuan, who always liked to stroll while admiring the cherry blossoms, had to run on the road because of an older leftover girl who couldn't get married and stayed in bed. Ling Yuan spent a lot of time.

　Step on the bell and step into the classroom.

　Thanks to Ling Yuan's excellent grades, the teacher acted as if he hadn't seen it, and let Ling Yuan quietly go to his seat from the back door.

　Then, as always, I chatted with my back table Touma Kazusa——

Chapter 3 Touma Kazusa in the second music classroom

　"Ask! What is the variation when pronounced as [i] ending in y"

　"Why do I have to answer this kind of question!"

　"Touma, you still have five seconds to think."

　"Hmm~ change y to i and add ly"

　"The next question, what is the subject of 'first, the color of the sneakers that I want are red instead of black'"

　"How could I have such a problem!" Touma shouted unbearably.

　But Ling Yuan, who felt ashamed to be the culprit, retorted righteously, "Well~ I was checking your English, and you were reprimanded by the teacher for being terrible at French, did you really read the basic grammar I bought for you? "

　"No way race!!" Dong Ma looked at Ling Yuan viciously.

　Although it looks very imposing, or angry, but this is a classroom, and classes are in progress.

　Sure enough, the teacher didn't just sit idly by, "Student Dongma invites you out!"

　The eyes of the whole class were all focused, gloating, indifferent, indifferent, and the only worried sight - which came from the Fenmao Tuanzi, seemed to be a little worried about the situation of Ling Yuan and Dongma.

　It's hard to imagine that there would be so much malice in this class looking at Touma Kazusa.

　To this guy's poor communication skills and awkward personality, he hardly communicated in the class, and he remembered beating up a boy who approached her as soon as school started.And the attitude of girls like creatures towards a tall, beautiful, aloof and rebellious genius music girl can be imagined.

　If it is a boy, he will definitely be sought after, but what if it is a girl?Still in the same class as myself.How could these jealous creatures not gloat.

　Touma gave the teacher a cold look, and walked out silently.

　Ling Yuan nodded to the teacher and followed out.

　Ling Yuan, who has been wearing the mask of a good student, will definitely be dealt with lightly according to the usual principles or punished with thunder and rain to show these people.

　However, Ling Yuan didn't think these things were as important as going to Dongma.As for the false appearance maintained on weekdays, in Ling Yuan's view, it is nothing but worthless!

　Rather, with Ling Yuan's family background, no one would dare to stop him from committing crimes in this private Zongwu High School, even if it is called Zongwu High School full of rich second generations.

　Seeing the furious Dong Ma walking quickly away, Ling Yuan chased after him.

　"If you want me to apologize to that bastard teacher, please go back! Chairman" Touma said coldly.

　"The school festival in the first year of high school has been over for a long time, so you don't need to call me by that name. Also, I'm not here to be a lobbyist. What I want to say is whether to have another competition!"

　"Aren't you going to admit defeat, four to one king?" Dongma Hesha, whose face was cold, thought of something, his face softened, and his tone was rarely teased.

　"Please don't call me by that title!!!" Ling Yuan covered his face as if he had been dug out of the black history!

　"Isn't it? You swear to compete with me, and you say that I will decide whatever you want, and the result is a disastrous four to one king." Walking forward coldly, he didn't want Ling Yuan to see his smile at this moment.

　"Hey! You clearly misinterpreted my meaning without authorization!" Ling Yuan said with an aggrieved face.

　"Obviously I mean the competition on the piano! You can choose the piano piece you want! In the end, someone turned into a piano, violin, guitar, drum, and bass competition without authorization. I said that I only know how to play the piano. !"

　"I don't care about this." Ling Yuan didn't see that Dongma Hesha had lost the coldness on his face at this moment, and instead had a beautiful smile.

　"Having said that, someone still stays at my house from time to time, right?"

　"Since I have agreed to Ms. Yoko's commission, I will naturally complete it. By the way, is this how you treat your piano teacher, Touma-san?"

　"Whispering!" Hearing Ling Yuan mentioning that person, the originally soothing mood sank again. The woman I had always regarded as my enemy, the woman who I regarded as everything, abandoned me mercilessly and went to Europe. Everything at that moment is so false.

　(Sure enough, this knot is still not untied?) Ling Yuan is not an idiot, let alone a person with low EQ. He deliberately mentioned Touma Yoko in front of Touma Kazusa just to know if the knot in his heart has been untied.

　Ling Yuan is not a saint, but an idiot who can't walk without seeing women.The reason why he went to get close to Touma Hesa ​​was that when Touma Hesa ​​understood Ms. Yaozi, she wanted to support her but would not wait for her.When Yikai accepted the commission of Touma Yoko to become Touma Kazusa's piano teacher, Touma Yoko asked Ling Yuan to untie the dead knot caused by her daughter's paranoia and eccentricity if possible.

　When Ling Yuan asked why it was her, Touma Yoko's answer was "It's a woman's intuition, Ling Yuan-jun's words can change my silly daughter!"

　When Ling Yuan was hesitating whether to accept it or not, he saw Dongma Hesha who was stroking the puppy toy but kept crying.

　He is obviously a bad guy with aloofness and eccentric temperament, but he cries like a child.

　At that time, Ling Yuan, who had just run away from home, suddenly thought of her mother in this life—the woman who gently played the dream of love to herself.When she passed away, Ling Yuan seemed to cry worse than Dongma Hesha, but her heart became softer after she had lived a new life.

　So Ling Yuan went to approach this aloof, glamorous but sharp guy.

　"Hey, what do you want to compete?" Touma asked.

　"guitar!"

　"Because of the help of a kind-hearted person, my current guitar level has risen in a straight line."

　"Well-wishers"

　"Which one is from the second music classroom?"

　"what?"

　Seeing Touma's expression, Ling Yuan couldn't help snickering, the piano player in the second music classroom was Touma Kazusa, and he would know about this kind of thing in the music class.

　But seeing Dongma pretending to be stupid, Ling Yuan couldn't help but feel molested.

　"Well, what a gentle person."

　"Yes!..Is it~?" Seeing Dongma's expression, Ling Yuan couldn't help but chuckled.

　"Although we only played together on Wednesday afternoon, they guided me gently every time."

　"Hmm...um~" Touma blushed and walked quickly with her head down.

　"If the rhythm is wrong, take me back, if it is slow, stop and wait for me, even if you make many mistakes, wait patiently."

　"The first... the first music teacher is here! This time I will play first!" Before Ling Yuan could speak, he quickly went to play the guitar and fiddled with the tuning.

　Ling Yuan turned around and his body trembled slightly because he was suppressing a smile.

　(No, this guy is too funny, hahaha)

　As for the final result of the competition?

　Touma Kazusa, who was flustered because of someone's bad taste, lost as expected.

Chapter 4 Ling Yuan Threatened with Photos

　Lunch break

　Ling Yuan, who lives alone, naturally doesn't carry such things as bento.

　As for Xiaojing?

　Ling Yuan said that this guy can only make lunch for himself.Let an older leftover woman who has to take care of herself every day make lunch for herself?

　Ling Yuan thinks that it is more appropriate for people to be more practical. (serious face)

　From the above, Ling Yuan went to the student cafeteria to eat as usual.After all, it is a well-known private aristocratic school, and the food is still acceptable.

　Like chow mein and bread, I probably only go there on rainy days or when the mood comes up.After all, the school’s canteen is as brutal as the Spring Festival travel trains of a certain dynasty, and the morning and evening rush hour subways of a certain imperial capital, all of which are squeezed by 360 degrees of manpower, and walking is like floating.

　"So, it's really enjoyable to be here after lunch~" On a bench in the school, Ling Yuan sat lazily on it, pulling off his tie to reveal his fair collarbone, making the faces of several passing school girls turn pink.

　Not long after school started, the cherry blossoms were still in full bloom, but a few cherry blossoms were falling leisurely, which was especially beautiful under the mottled light and shadow of the branches and leaves.