one liter smile

——When I think about the past, I will cry and feel uncomfortable. The reality is too cruel and harsh, and I have never given it to my dreams. Once I imagine the future, different tears will flow out.

"Hello, we are representatives of Fenglian Group in this negotiation..."

"Ah, welcome, welcome, I am Oda, the reception director of the chaebol of Daoming Temple, all distinguished guests, please..."

Recalling what happened in the afternoon, Aya rested her chin and buried her head again.

[Fenglian's work has already started. It turned out that the people who interviewed me that day were the president and vice president of Fenglian.I don't know what potential they saw in me from those weird questions, why they were so assured that I would not mess things up, and actually took a 15-year-old boy to negotiate with the head of the Daoming Temple chaebol.

I accidentally met the eldest young master's mother on such an occasion. It seems that even the Daoming Si family, who is incomparably wealthy, also attaches great importance to the cooperation with Fenglian Group.

However, Asi's mother looks really young, capable and powerful, she is a very good CEO, but she is obviously not a good and competent mother.

The basketball game is about to be held, Shinichi will play the first half, and I will play the second half.Although I really hope that I can win the game beautifully for the first time, but Kawamoto-senpai's sentence of treating guests to dinner suddenly makes me not very hopeful that the school will win.

The chorus competition was about to start, and a big man of his own was pushed out to be a conductor.Aso Yaodou is indeed a person who offends me, after my revenge comes back, I must stay away from him!

Maybe I'm about to be hospitalized. Recently, I feel a little unstable when holding a pen, and my writing is crooked. I spend a lot more time writing in my diary every day.Of course, there have been good things recently. The salary given by Fenglian has been credited to the account, which is very generous and beyond my expectation.

My first birthday here will be next month.

The weekend is coming...going home.Who picked up the phone? 】Writing the last word vigorously, Ya Ye scratched her head, looked at the fairly neat handwriting on the diary, sighed deeply, slowly closed the book, and put it in the bottom drawer of the desk.

"Hey, why haven't you slept yet?" Shinichi was wearing a skull pajamas, rubbing his eyes in a daze, and ran to Yaya's room and knocked on the door. Unexpectedly, he pushed the door and came in before the door knocked?

"Oh, didn't you sleep too?" Ya also didn't look back, she knew who it was just by hearing the voice.

"I said Yaya, why didn't you lock the door? Even though we are the only ones living on this floor! But it's not absolutely safe." This man is so dull!Shinichi hated iron for being weak.

"Well, you also know that this floor is just the two of us, besides you and me, what else is worth locking up?" Yaya put away her pen, looked back at Shinichi with a smile.

He didn't expect that there were so few people staying in Indri.

That's right, either the rich or the poor students, the hierarchy is too serious.

Rich people disdain to live in dormitories, and those without money can't afford to live in dormitories.

This is the case in Yingde, where there is only money and no money.But... Ya also thought of the bank card in her drawer that had already been charged with a lot of money.

In fact, I now have a little money.

Although, there is still no comparison with the rich second-generation young masters and ladies!

Seeing Aya's indifferent attitude, Shinichi was speechless and stared at the sky.

God knows how many people miss Yaye in school!And Senior Kawamoto, the more I think about it, the more wrong I am!

Shinichi finally had a sudden realization, a rare flash of wit.

He thought Kawamoto-senpai had something wrong with Yaya, and he must be planning something bad!

"Aya, good boy, you are going to sleep at night, you must lock them up, otherwise Miss Sadako will break into the door in the middle of the night, and Ya also doesn't want to see a ghost sitting on the bedside when you open your eyes, right?"

"Shinichi, you're a liar now..."

"..."

So cold~~hiss~~

Aya ignored Shinichi, got into the bed and closed his eyes and went to sleep. After Shinichi checked that the doors and windows in Aya's room were all right, he backed out, and helped Aya turn off the lights and lock the door.

Maybe put more alarms in Yaya's room!There are also electric batons, grenades, ah, bah, bah, bah, what if the grenade is dry, what if it blows up?

PS: Most of the Zhen family is in the arms business

At this time, Daoming Temple Mansion——

The young master was lying on his sofa in a daze, when he heard the "bang" of the door, the old woman at home was surrounded by a group of assistant servants and walked into the resplendent hall, full of aura.

"Well, so you are at home." Daoming Sifeng said lightly.

The young master stood up unnaturally, the muscles all over his body tensed up uncontrollably.With a mocking sneer on his face, the eldest young master grinned, "Is this what you want to say to your son you haven't seen in half a year?"

Facing his son who was always so 'rebellious', Daoming Sifeng's expression remained the same, as if he was used to the other party talking to her like this.

With a wave of his hand, he quickly summoned the butler, and ordered in a low voice, "Prepare the meal, stay at home for dinner tonight."

Even now, it's past nine o'clock.

Daomingsi’s chefs are on call 24 hours a day.

On the 15-meter-long mahogany dining table, Daoming Temple's mother and son looked at each other silently, and no one spoke.Daoming Sisi had eaten dinner with F4 outside, so his appetite was average, so he ate a few mouthfuls for a token.

It's just that Daoming Sifeng, who was looking at him opposite, didn't think so.

She clapped her hands, "Housekeeper."

"Madam? What are your orders?"

"Call the chef in charge tonight."

"Yes, please wait a moment, madam."

The butler quickly went down to summon the chef, but Daoming Sisi, who was bored picking up a piece of cucumber, suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the premonition to come true.

"Excuse me, madam, what do you want me to do?" The chef immediately saluted and asked with a smile on his face.

Daoming Sifeng slashed at him, then looked back at his son who barely moved his knife and fork, said unhurriedly but mercilessly, "It's nothing serious, just to inform you that you don't have to come to work tomorrow."

"I..." The chef's smile froze, and the housekeeper was also slightly taken aback.

The director of Daoming Temple smiled wryly in his heart. It has been like this since he was a child. Once there is something wrong with him, everyone around him will suffer.

He tried to restore it countless times, but was ruthlessly dismissed and reprimanded countless times.

She said that he was a descendant of the Daoming Temple family and the future heir of the Daoming Temple chaebol.You can't be weak, and you can't spend your thoughts on these boring little people.

Looking at the chef who was carried away by the bodyguards, Sisi Daoming lowered his eyes silently.

He still remembered that the people he pleaded for always ended up tragically.So from an early age, he learned to look at these things with a cold eye, watching the old woman tossing alone, watching her do things that he thought were good for his son.

Oh, this is his mother.

...no offline...

"Stop, the boys will sing again, and the girls performed very well this time." Ya Ye tapped the baton a few times, glanced at the crowd, and signaled the man with glasses to start playing the tune again.

Since you have asked me to be the conductor, you must be mentally prepared, I am very strict.

A group of boys were crying, silently flipping back to the score on the first page.If God gave them another chance to choose, I guess...they would still choose Ban Hua as the conductor, oh, pain and happiness.

After being dug out to the bottom, the hard-working man with glasses who came out to play the piano was silent, he knew Ban Hua would retaliate!My fingers hurt so much, this is the tenth time.

Aoi is very happy, because Ya is also a very responsible student.Whether it is as a class committee or as a chorus conductor.

Teachers like students who are good at learning and capable, and Bijing is no exception.

Although he... was also forced to join the chorus camp.

This is really hard work by the whole class, the girls covered their mouths and laughed.

流れるseasonの真ん中で, ふと日の长さを感じます

せわしく过ぎる日々の中に，私とあなたで梦を描く……

The singing came from the classroom, the closed classroom door, and the wide open glass windows.

The young master was leaning against the big tree downstairs in Yaye's class, listening to the bursts of singing from upstairs.

Beside them were the other three people from F4 who were sleeping rickety.

"Kai, don't press my stomach."

"Well, it's soft...comfortable..." Hua Zelei rubbed against each other, but didn't move away.

The aura emanating from the whole body seems to be warning, if you dare to touch me, I will immediately jump over and kill you!

Meizuo's hair was full of black lines, Ximen covered his face and snickered.

After the chorus practice, Ya was also pulled into the corner by a man on his way to WC.

Unprepared, he almost hit the wall, but because of a powerful arm, he was dragged away from the track where he was going to hit the wall.

It's Haruka Aso ==!

A person who has a particularly serious conflict with Yaya.

"What's the matter, classmate Aso?" Ya also asked after rubbing the soles of Aso's shoes twice, looking at him.

Haruka Aso withdrew his attacked foot, took out a pink mobile phone from his pocket, raised his eyebrows, and looked at him playfully, "Hey, it's yours."

In fact, this is all nonsense. The screen saver of the mobile phone is Ya Ye's pretty smiling face, which is fake.

!!!

It's in his hands? ?

See, sure enough, Aya rubbed her chin and seriously considered the issue of shifting.

Jianya didn't take it right away?Aso thought that the other party suspected his purpose or the channel to obtain the mobile phone, and his teasing expression stopped, and he hurriedly explained, "I just picked it up in the classroom, and I saw Sugiura-san helping you inquire about the mobile phone, so... this is not I stole it, really!"

"Uh..." Did I say anything to him?

Ya also tilted her head, realizing that this little boy was unexpectedly... naive?Personality is not as gloomy as it seems.

"Hey, do you want me...I..."

"Oh, bring it here." Ya Ye spread out his palm, and the other party immediately offered it obediently, without even the thought of laughing at Pink.

All in all, the innocent little Aso meets Yaya who is at the level of the Dark Lord, it really is not enough to watch.

Although they still clash with each other, Aya still doesn't think about changing classes anymore, and her opinion of Haruto Aso is a little better.

This little boy actually doesn't know anything... And Ya also thinks that he seems to be too deeply influenced by the original work.

Avoiding Hemoto, deliberately avoiding Aso, etc., he suddenly felt that in fact, some things, some people, still have to be experienced by themselves to have a real feeling.

The original work is a book, an adapted Japanese drama, not real life, nor the days he experienced.

"Thank you, Aso-san." Yaya said when the other party turned to leave.

The other party's tense face loosened, the corners of his mouth moved, and finally... a faint smile appeared.

"It's nothing, I'll go back first."

At this moment, something began to loosen.

This is an incomprehensible campus that brings together students with top grades in Japan and also the richest students in Japan.

There are showing off wealth, campus violence, and campus blackmail, but they still cannot stop the determination of a large number of students to apply for Yingde.

Here, it is heaven, or it can be hell.

Because here, it can be changed by three words.

"Look, red note!!"

"Someone got a red note!!"

"Where is!"

"Master F4's red note!"

"It's Takayuki Kimoto from Group A of the second grade, that bitch who wore the same brooch as Master Domyoji yesterday!!"

"Catch the bastard! You actually use the same thing as Lord Daoming Si!"

"Group B is dismissed now."

"Group D is now free to move around!"

"Physical education class is free now."

The teachers are always so quick to respond, they are the first people to leave the classroom before the students pour out of the classroom in large numbers.

Red note - this will mean that Yingde College will become the enemy of F4 from now on, and there will never be peace.

And Yingde is a noble school founded by the four most influential families in the political and business circles to cultivate outstanding offspring.

Here, they are the absolute masters, Japan, they will also be the masters.

They are people who have been assigned identities from birth, F4, the young masters of the four major families.

Splashing ink, paint, oil, and water here are outdated practices.

Group fights, throwing eggs and vegetable leaves, as soon as the red note is posted, the normally docile and pleasant ladies of the big family will immediately turn into wolves, and viciously pounce on the person who is pasted with the punitive red note.

"Grab that tree!"

"Quick, on the third floor, go up!"

"I saw that he went to the rooftop just now, go and catch him!"

"Ah~~" Aya hurriedly grabbed Shinichi's arm and was almost knocked over by the crowd.

"Aya, let's back off, this is too cruel." Shinichi helped Yaya, cursing all kinds of men who just bumped into Yaya in his heart.

Damn it, what kind of red note is it at this time.

What a nuisance, what if Aya gets hurt?

"I'm fine, Shinichi, let's go back to the classroom first." It's too dangerous outside, although he really wanted to see what the scene was like after the red note was posted.

"Well, I think there must not be many people in our class participating." Zhen nodded in response.

At the same time, there was Shancai from the second year group who was speechless, standing not far from Yaya and Shinichi, watching with a bitter face a large number of students rushing to besiege Shumoto.

He had seen that boy before, he was a student in the class next to theirs.

The family is also considered to have a small achievement. I heard that I recently went to France to buy a limited-edition brooch. After showing it off at school, I found that I had a 'collision' with the young master of Daoming Temple. He was posted the next day. red note.

In fact, there used to be cases of shirt bumping in school, but Daoming Si was not in school most of the time, and he didn't have time to investigate one by one. Sometimes he just turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.But just last night, I was stimulated by my old woman, and there was an evil fire in my heart that I had nowhere to vent.

Therefore, the tree's life is not good, and it is used as a punching bag by the young master.

"Baga, what kind of school is this!!" Shancai stomped her feet and turned her head sullenly to go back to the classroom, but inadvertently saw the person being supported by Shinichi.

Is it... that beautiful boy who bought dim sum? ?

God, so he is also in Yingde? ?Came to such a dangerous place?

PS: Shancai overslept and missed the opening ceremony

Under the tree in the teaching building, Meizuo was rescued from Huazelei's "tiger pressure", rubbed her stomach with lingering fear, with a bitter face, hugged Daomingsi's thigh and cried.

"Whoa, Asi, let me deal with that person later, I feel so wronged now, I need to vent, definitely need to vent!!"

The young master ignored him.

Ximen patted Mei Zuo's head very pitifully, and said softly, "Ling must be good, and you can't make trouble with Asi. You see that Asi's face is not very good, so you can't grab the target with him, you know? If you really feel wronged, go out Turn right and find someone to blow off steam!"

"Wuuuu, Zong Erlang, you don't love me anymore!!" Mei made a 'cry', but unfortunately there was not a single tear.

Acting still needs to be improved!

"Of course I don't love you anymore, I've always loved Lei very much!" Ximen immediately squeezed Huaze Lei's shoulders, flattering him.

Ahem, I have to please, otherwise I will be the next one to be crushed.

Hua Zelei glanced at him and accepted the massage comfortably.

Misaku bit her small handkerchief, and looked at the unscrupulous companions sadly, "Look, Ah Si——they bullied me!"

"Haha, Ling, you are wrong. Asi Tongziji doesn't like your type. Maybe it will be useful if you recruit Xiaoya!" Ximen said inadvertently, but it seemed that someone had been hit by it unintentionally. My mind is normal.

"I said, you've had enough fun." The young master said, stood up, and looked around the three of them, "When you've had enough fun, get up and leave."

"Hey hey, enough fun is enough." Several people stood up immediately, and even Hua Zelei rubbed his eyes sleepily and got up.

Mei Zuo put away her hippie smiling face, and Ximen also restored his son Pian Pian.

Next, it's time for F4, are you... ready?