The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

In the unusually spacious Japanese-style classroom, I was led to the podium by a teacher who claimed to be Noctua Masodo.

This classroom is very large, but there is only a row of four desks in total (one of them is newly added), and two people are already sitting there.

A beautiful young lady with short hair and tear moles on her eyes, and a temperamental little brother with single eyelids who wears buns on her head and trousers on her feet.

"The house is full of nitro, Xia Youjie."

The uncle pointed to two people and briefly introduced them to me.

Although the skills are lit up, the name in Japanese is really long and hard to remember [强颜笑笑.jpg]

If I had known that I would end up here, I would not be obsessed with the handsome guys of Mouwei, but watch two more Japanese dramas and chase them more.

I put aside the infinite regrets in my heart, bowed slightly like the people who have watched a few Japanese dramas sporadically, and said: "It's the first time we meet, please take care of me."

I've heard before that people here pay great attention to these etiquettes. I hope it won't make a bad impression. I have to say, I'm not used to it.

"Morning!"

Just as he was thinking, a somewhat familiar voice came from the door.

I looked back, and sure enough, I saw the handsome little brother who carried me to Teacher Ye Moth last night and then disappeared in a flash, walking in casually with his hands in his pockets.

He took off the blindfold and replaced it with a pair of round-framed sunglasses. The white hair fell down, covering the handsome brow bone, and the exposed half of the face was still too good-looking.

Teacher Noctua next to him asked him what he was doing and why he was late again.

And he waved his hand at the other party nonchalantly, his eyes fixed on me following the movement, and then walked straight towards me.

As the other party approached, I raised my head a little bit, feeling my neck a little sore.

It was too dark last night, I didn't notice, he is really tall and tall.

It feels like 1.9 meters.

I secretly estimated in my heart.

While thinking, the other party has already stood in front of me.

I saw him push up the sunglasses with one hand, and then I finally met those particularly special blue eyes again.

Looking at it during the day, the color of the pupils of the other party is a little lighter, especially when he is expressionless, there is even a sense of cold distance, which reminds people of the infinitely extending edge of the sky.

Time passed slowly, and after an unknown amount of time, as if he had confirmed something, he blinked and suddenly showed me a bright smile.

"Hi, I'm Gojo Satoru."

Five enlightenment.

gojosatoru

For countless days and nights after that, the name lingered in my heart.

I really don't want to admit it, but at the moment I saw that smile, I seemed, somehow, to fall in love at first sight.

The above are the first two encounters between Wujo Satoru and I.

Whether it was the first meeting at night or the reunion during the day, it was too short.

He just sat in the classroom for less than half a class, and then he received some notice, got up and left with the little brother with single eyelids, leaving only the young lady with tears and a friendly smile at me.

From the mouth of Teacher Ye Moth, I have simply learned that this is not the place where I grew up and lived, but another kind of special world-it is special because of the existence of magic power.

Mantra power, described by the knowledge points that Chinese people are more familiar with, is similar to the spiritual power in the world of Xianxia and the internal power in the world of martial arts. In short, it is a special talent that can help you do many things that ordinary people cannot do.

Correspondingly, people who can use spell power are called conjurers.

The place where I crossed over was a school specializing in cultivating conjurers, and Wujo Satoru was a second-year student here.

It's a pity that I'm just an ordinary person wearing clothes. After preliminary tests, the God of Time Traveling didn't give me the ability to become a magician except for the language pack. Fortunately, Teacher Ye Moth made the decision, so I can temporarily live in the magic world. high school.

By the way, how do conjurers... do things?

Looking at the young lady who looked down at the book, I thought curiously.

Do you take out your wand and chant a spell like Harry Potter, or shout "Gyrannosaurus evolution" like a Digimon?

Replacing Gojo Satoru with their words, no matter how you think about it, it feels full of disobedience.

Especially the kind of Digimon, if there are more people watching, it will be social death.

I was amused by my own brain hole.

Teacher Noctua left at some time, the young lady who was concentrating on reading heard my smile and looked up.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay." I frantically waved my hands, signaling her to continue and leave me alone, "I'm sorry."

The young lady bent her talking eyes towards me, and said softly, "It's okay."

God, she is so beautiful!

Ahhhh, so, a gentle young lady is the treasure of the world!

At this moment, I quietly set a small goal in my heart.

Before get out of class ends, I want to get the contact information of the young lady.

What?You ask me what to do with my little brother Wutiao?

What is that, can I eat it :)