behind the glitz of the net king

Chaobuki Zhijun opened the door to Echizen Longyue with drowsy hair and fluffy hair. He probably fumbled for the door handle and didn't even pull the light. The room was darker than the corridor.

Echizen Longyue fell asleep as soon as he returned to the room, and Chaobuki Naojun realized that Echizen Longyue was behaving abnormally.

She didn't take apart Long Yue's expression at that time, she didn't know that it was the embarrassment that hadn't been shaken off at that time, mixed with melancholy and persistent stubbornness in her eyes.

Her carmine slanted bangs seemed to cover all the stories.

The principal of the third English class in the morning listened to the class. Lihai University’s classroom discipline has always been strict, and this time the whole class listened with full energy.Even those who usually wander off try their best to express themselves, and everyone competes for the limelight in front of the principal.

Only the unlucky Echizen Longyue was shot unfortunately.

She was in good shape in the first two classes, and when the English teacher stepped onto the podium in the third class, she felt that the time was long.In addition, it was really tiring to sleep on the park bench for a while last night, and the drowsiness crept out quietly.

At the beginning, she deliberately lowered her yawning, seeing that the people around her were not paying attention, and the sleepiness became worse.

It developed to the point where she had to rest her elbows on the table, resting her forehead with one hand, looking like she was in deep thought.Consciousness was finally overwhelmed by drowsiness, and she obviously felt a lot of movement when she slipped her hand.

This made Echizen Long Yue wake up immediately, and also made the smile of the teacher who was beaming and speaking grammar froze.

Echizen Longyue's first reaction was that luckily Yukimura Seichi didn't see the scene just now.After a while, she began to think about how long she would be punished to stand. She felt that her skin was too thin to care about the eyes of people who had nothing to do with her.It's just that she still doesn't want to embarrass Yukimura Seiichi.

So-called ideas and so on.

Even if it was against a water basin or something, she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes tightly to survive.She doesn't care what the rest of the people think, and she doesn't want him to belong to the rest of the people.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the English teacher's voice stopped abruptly, and the time of this class was used up just right.The English teacher laughed a lot after hanging up a class, and the principal nodded appreciatively with a face-saving expression.

It's just that the poor student has to suppress his mood and pretend to be enthusiastic, and the teacher will talk a little longer, but his eyes can't help but drift away.Those who come to join classes are not like waiting at the door of the classroom as usual, they can only wander back and forth around the classroom.

Echizen Long Yue could only feel the headmaster's gaze flashing past him as he walked by.Echizen Long Yue kept saying in his heart that it was over.

Naturally, the English teacher wanted to goug him secretly, and Echizen Long Yue consciously moved to the office.Echizen Long Yue was not afraid of being treated like a prisoner by the teacher, but hated that the teacher would look into Long Yue's eyes without exception, as if trying to spy on something.

Perhaps it was Yukimura Seiichi who used to look at Echizen Ryuetsu with the same eyes, and since then she hated being stared straight into the eyes.This made her feel unspeakable discomfort and fear.

The English teacher's new and old grudges are counted together, starting with the criticism of Long Yue's attitude towards English learning.The English teacher has always regarded "Miyahara Bangi" as tasteless, tasteless to eat, and a pity to discard.

What English needs to work hard to rely on natural intelligence is not enough, what English must be learned must be taken seriously, in a sense it is the father language.

The homeroom teacher who was drinking water shook his hand violently, but the spray did not come out, and he couldn't avoid choking hard.Echizen Longyue's attention shifted to the iron box confiscated on the head teacher's desk. Although it was rusty, the workmanship was complicated and fine.

Echizen Longyue was very cooperative in front of the teacher's lecture, but it was just an appearance.Although she had to admit that some aspects were true, like any student who indulged his temper, she wanted what she was used to and liked.

Later, in front of the English teacher's long story, Echizen Longyue was very docile and did not complain at all, even though he said in his heart that he wanted to kill or cut you whatever you wanted.While the teachers were discussing the punishment, Echizen Longyue continued to focus on the carved iron box.

No matter how well-behaved Long Yue usually is, after all, it will damage the image of the class, so he can't be soft. Some teachers want to cover up Long Yue a little, but when they see the English teacher's righteous tone, they can only pretend that they don't think about anything.

Only the homeroom teacher smoothed things over nicely, and the final result was that Long Yue was fined to clean the tennis court and the corridor on the second floor for a whole week.

This was the original plan, but subsequent twists and turns delayed the unequal treaty for a long time.

The right to decide has never been in her hands, and she was born to be forced to accept what fate forced her to do.But she felt that it was enough for her to have some ideas, but she refused to appoint any one breath, unwilling to bow her head and admit defeat.

You stuff it for me to use it well and use it badly, the hand grows on me.This is the general idea derived from what Echizen Longyue thought at that time after struggling in the human world for a long time.

Who knows if she can persevere after experiencing all the cruel turmoil, she has always been the original Echizen Longyue.Moods may change, but people don't.

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