[Tutorial] There are trees in the mountains

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Book Title: [Tutor] There Are Trees in the Mountains (Bai Zheng)

Author: Primrose dyes the wind

Jinjiang 2015.07.28 ended

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Mountains have trees, and trees have branches;

My heart pleases you... I don't know it.

Bai Lan: "Xiaozheng, what do you think the above two sentences mean?"

Zhengyi: "..."

Bai Lan: "Xiaozheng, you obviously like me, but you are so stubborn that you don't admit it. 23333"

Zhengyi: "Do you think I will talk to you before the stupid author changes [白正] in the title to [正白]?"

Bai Lan: "...QAQ!!!"

Content tags: Tutors, Love, Killing, Love, Love, Boys, Manga

Search keywords: Protagonist: Irie Masaichi, Bailan Jesso┃Supporting roles: Spana, Hibari Kyoya, Sawada Tsunayoshi, Rokudoku, etc.

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☆、Zhengyi and the aquarium

The dolphin in front of me is still jumping gracefully. The sea-blue creature with a faint smile jumped out of the water again and again under the command of the staff. The smooth body brought a series of clear water splashes, agile like a sea god, gentle Like a narcissus, it caused bursts of admiration and cheers from the crowd.

Irie pressed his stomach with one hand, but it still couldn't dilute the burning pain.

Irie's eyes kept chasing the dolphin's small eyes, with sarcasm and pity, and stared deeply at the only creature who could understand the pain with him.

In fact, many people subconsciously think that it is a funny joke when they hear stomach pain when they are nervous, and many times Irie will explain the reality of this phenomenon to them in a serious or friendly manner.But since that afternoon, the frequency of Irie's nervousness and stomach pain has been so high that he doesn't have any strength to argue anymore.

It's just that every time I got a stomachache, Irie would go to the aquarium alone, and stand silently in front of the dolphins for an entire afternoon.

There are a lot of onlookers, but basically they don’t know that dolphins, who are naturally smiling, are actually tormented by their keen hearing. Great torment.

In fact, the dolphins introduced into the aquarium basically rely on a lot of drugs to treat stomach ulcers caused by excessive stress.

Every time I pretend to pass by the workshop of the aquarium inadvertently, and catch a glimpse of those sealed, half-opened, empty antacid bottles, I seem to be able to see my next self in a thrilling way.

Sooner or later, I will suffer from stomach pain due to excessive tension.It's all because of that... that afternoon that shouldn't have happened.

It was a certain afternoon in my sophomore year. Masaichi Irie was reading in the library as usual. Suddenly, with the pain of an explosion in his mind, a certain memory that had been deliberately hidden emerged from the vortex of time and regained consciousness. .

Myself seven years ago.

Myself four years ago.

Seeing Bai Lan's self for the first time.

Resolutely wash away the memory of yourself.

Irie covered his painful head with his hands, and the book he was reading turned half a circle in front of his eyes, and fell heavily on the long wooden tabletop.

After about ten minutes, the pain in my mind gradually dissipated completely, and the shock brought by this sudden memory was slowly digested.Irie picked up the book on the table in an extremely calm state, turned to the page just now, and continued reading with a blank expression.

Although he hated this afternoon for ruining his almost lifelong comfort, Irie Masaichi never doubted his memory at all.He is skeptical of everything except his own judgment.

Bai Lan... must be defeated.

Although he is one of my few close friends, I wanted to make friends with him at the beginning...but also to knock him down before that time.

Although he looks harmless to humans and animals, and his personality is just as naughty and frivolous as a child, but memory will not lie, Bai Lan... He destroyed the world!So, so, he must be defeated!

The hand covering his stomach was slowly lowered and clenched into a fist.Once again, Irie confirmed his determination.

Brandon Jesso stood on the other side of the aquarium. He didn't even take the marshmallows to keep a low profile. He looked at the opposite scene through a large group of clownfish swimming around—a shy and lonely person stood in the crowd A young Japanese man with pair of square glasses and messy short red hair. He stood in the crowd without saying a word, frowning for an entire afternoon.

Xiaozheng is a little strange recently, are these ugly fishes so beautiful?I don't even care about the stomachache.And...Xiaozheng has been looking at me recently, it seems a little strange, could it be that I did something strange?Bai Lan unconsciously rubbed the tiny flowers blooming in the flowerpot beside her with her fingers, and fell into reflection.

"Just stay by Xiaozheng's side these days and see what happened." Bai Lan came up with such a way.

"Xiaozheng~I'm back~"

In the middle of the night, a frivolous figure pushed open the door of the dormitory, a shirt with shiny metal ornaments in several places, a pair of tattered denim trousers full of rebellious youth style, fluffy and soft white hair, left The indigo tattoo of an inverted crown right now is Bai Lan.He leaned against the door of the dormitory that had not been closed, and thanked him with a smile, "Sure enough, Xiao is a good person, and he never forgot to leave the door open for me."

Zheng turned around expressionlessly, turned his back to him, and left a word angrily.

"My mother and sister would never have imagined that I would be able to forcefully resist the habit of closing the door before going to bed."

"So Xiaozheng is the best."

Bai Lan locked the door tightly with a smile, took advantage of the moonlight streaming in from the window sill, and climbed into her bed, without realizing that she was causing inconvenience to others, and fell asleep quickly.

That night, the willful and stubborn Bai Lan had a particularly sad dream.

There was no other content in that dream, but Xiao was looking at him, with the strange eyes this afternoon, sad and frantic, watching and watching, suddenly burst into tears.

The dream seemed to last the whole night, and it seemed to end in just a moment.

After dawn, Bai Lan said to Zheng Yi, "Xiao Zheng, you know, I had a very strange dream last night."

"What did Mr. Bai Lan dream about?"

Irie's tone of voice didn't seem interested at all.

"I dreamed..." Bai Lan looked at Zhengyi, suddenly tilted her head and smiled, "I dreamed that Xiaozheng suddenly turned into a dolphin in the sea."

Zhengyi was stunned.

☆、Sky and Prynne

The address of Zheng and Bai Lan has not changed, even if they are completely familiar with each other, they still call him "Mr. Bai Lan" politely.Prynne thought it was due to the unique indifference and alienation of the Japanese, but only Masaichi knew that it was because of the curiosity and awe that existed and have always existed when he first met Prynne at school.

Four years ago, his memory of Bai Lan was zero, leaving only an inexplicable note telling himself that he must make friends with a person named Bai Lan Jesso, otherwise the world would be destroyed.

For the next two years, he kept guessing who exactly this Bai Lan was, and why his future self would leave messages in such a serious tone.

Until he came to this foreign country beyond the ocean, at the gate of this engineering university, he finally met this person who had been speculating for two years.

"Mr. Bai Lan..." He called out after learning the other party's name.

Not because of politeness, but because of the awe that lasted two years.After that, the title cannot be changed.

Irie thought that calling the honorifics all the time would make the other party feel alienated, but Bai Lan didn't seem to mind these things, and still used the intimate nickname for Zheng Yi like everyone else—"Xiaozheng~"

"Hey, Xiaozheng!" Bai Lan rarely appeared in the school's teaching building, and he was holding a few books in his arms. He patted Zhengyi's shoulder standing in the corridor on the floor with a smile on his face, "This week, you and I Let's go to class together, don't go outside."

Zhengyi adjusted his glasses, and looked at Bai Lan with a serious expression, "It should have been like this a long time ago, I really don't know why Mr. Bai Lan chose to take the college entrance examination because you missed classes every day."

"Who knows, maybe it's for meeting Xiaozheng." Bai Lan looked up at the sky casually with a smile and said bad words.

That night, it was probably because Bai Lan suddenly talked about the dream. Zhengyi also had a strange dream. The scene of the dream was very familiar. It was me four years ago, lying in the memory-erasing machine I designed. moment.

Tears flowed out unconsciously, both in the dream and outside the dream.

It's obvious that I met a strange man for just a few minutes inexplicably after ten years of mistakenly entering the middle school, but why do I feel so sad when I want to erase everything about him from my mind?

Rao Zhengyi is a typical science man who claims to be logically rigorous and unprovable, and he can't prove this emotional proposition.

Why do I have to pay so much for things a few years later?

Because it's all my own fault.

Why did he have to betray Bai Lan?

Because it's all my own fault.

Why...why can no one tell me what to do?I'm already close to Bai Lan...and even became his friend...but how should I betray?Why is no one telling me what to do?

Because it's all my own fault.

Because it's all my own fault.

So how painful and difficult it should be.

The starless and moonless night is dark and dark, dragging people's cowardice and obscurity into the cold and wet swamp, sinking deeper and deeper, and the more they think about it, the more desperate they become.

Zhengyi buried his face in the soft pillow, feeling that he couldn't see any hope.

"Xiaozheng, it's rare that we don't have any class today." Bai Lan held the bag of marshmallows in one hand, stuffing them into her mouth while talking, "Why don't we play choice and take this opportunity to perfect it thoroughly."

Zheng Zheng, who had just finished washing up, sighed helplessly, "What do you mean, we just don't have any classes, Mr. Bai Lan, you clearly took a copy of my schedule at the beginning, didn't you? The naming rights have been decided, so is there anything that Choice needs to improve?"

"Then what are you playing today?" Bai Lan tilted her head and asked.

"Mr. Bai Lan usually has a lot of things to do? Although I don't have class today, I have something to do. I may not be able to accompany you, Mr. Bai Lan." Zheng Zheng rejected all possibilities one by one.

Bai Lan sighed, and threw the bag of cotton candy on the table, "It's too much, Xiaozheng, I came back to accompany you because I saw that you were not in the right mood these days, okay, you are disgusting me. Would you rather go to the aquarium with those ugly fish creatures than stay with me?"

Zheng was caught off guard, his pupils shrank in shock, and suddenly remembered the dream that Bai Lan mentioned yesterday. He seemed to have thought of something, and his voice dropped involuntarily. He asked, "How does Mr. Bai Lan know that I often go to see dolphins recently?"

"Because I am everywhere." Bai Lan whistled, facing the world outside the building, with open arms, "No matter where Xiaozheng is, I can see and find it."

Irie subconsciously looked in the direction he was looking, but was surprised that today's weather was so good, the clouds rolled freely under the blue foreign sky, and there was a bit of poetry and leisure in his hometown, so he couldn't help asking, "Everywhere, Is it an indeterminate floating cloud?"

"It's not floating clouds, it's Dakong, Xiaozheng." Bai Lan narrowed her eyes, her tone was meaningful.

"Dakong?"

"Floating clouds always dissipate, and there are places that can't be reached in a lifetime. Only Dakong is the world itself, everything, everything." Bai Lan said seriously, "So, no matter what Xiaozheng is, Dakong can understand it. "

"Whatever." Zhengyi rolled his eyes.

At this time, Zhengyi didn't have the concept of attributes yet, so he thought that these remarks were just Bai Lan's excuse for the previous follow-up.

"Today is the final of the mechanical competition I participated in. If Mr. Bai Lan can understand, please play the role of Daikong who has nothing today."

Bai Lan was stunned for a moment, not knowing that Xiaozheng really had arrangements today, and it seemed that outsiders were not welcome in the damn competition.

A pink cotton candy was squeezed between the fingers like this, and it turned into a horrible appearance.

Suddenly, Bai Lan seemed to think of something, and asked with a smile, "I have never asked Xiaozheng about his future plans. It seems that Xiaozheng is only interested in machinery. Are you planning to take up such a job after graduation?"

"It should be." Zhengyi thought for a while, then nodded, "The only thing I can do is machinery."

"Should I go back to Japan to develop, or just look for a job in the United States?" Bai Lan continued to ask.

"..." Zhengyi almost said "following you". After a period of silence, he shook his head, "I can't decide yet, let's see when I graduate."

"Oh." Bai Lan raised her head and threw a pink-blue marshmallow into her mouth.

"What about you, Mr. Bai Lan? Will you stay in the United States?" Zheng Yi asked, looking at Bai Lan's cynical face.

"I'll go back to Italy." Bai Lan replied without any hesitation.

"Why?" Zhengyi couldn't help blurting out, asking the reason for such a decision.

"Because...it's a tradition." Bai Lan only answered in this way, then closed her eyes and stopped explaining.

"Oh." Zhengyi didn't ask any more questions, and only responded lightly, but various conjectures began to unfold in his heart.Italy?Tradition?What kind of work does Bai Lan want to do?

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☆, Italy and fairy tales

At the scene of the mechanical competition, Zhengyi met an unexpected friend, Spana.

Like Prynne, the blond-haired and blue-eyed Spana is also Italian.Zheng Yihui knew him because he participated in a large-scale mechanical competition when he was in high school. At that time, the two teams fighting for the championship were the two of them.Also because of that wonderful duel, the two cherished each other and became confidants.

"What a coincidence, Spana!" Zhengyi waved happily at Spana.

"Zhengyi!" Spana was also very excited when he saw Zhengyi, holding a wrench-shaped lollipop in his hand, and waved his hand regardless, "That's great, it seems that we all accepted the high school participation. The walks won in that game. In this way, we can communicate more conveniently in the future.”

"Are you still researching combat robots this time?" Zhengyi asked.

"Fighting is the style that a man should have. My pursuit of robots is to develop the fighting function to the extreme." Spana replied as a matter of course.

Although at first glance Spana looks like a decadent otaku, with a casual attitude towards life from head to toe, but it is strange to have such rigid interests.

"If you only achieve the ultimate in combat, I might win the championship again this time." Zhengyi made a rare joke.Only when he was facing machines or talking about them would he look a little like a normal young boy.

In the face of Zhengyi's challenge, Spana did not show any weakness, "Do you think I will not have any reflections after I lost to you last time, Zhengyi?"

Zheng Yi smiled, "Everything will be decided later on the field. How about those who failed to win the championship paid for today's lunch?"

Probably because this is a competition organized by mechanical enthusiasts in the school. The judges are from students of all grades. Since most young people have a bit of a competitive heart, they have a stubborn preference for the direct and brutal ability of fighting. With less demand for other, more specialized skills, Spana won the race by sheer popularity.

"Although the championship is not very authentic, there is no doubt that I won." With a lollipop in his mouth, Spana sat lazily on the back of the chair opposite Zhengyi, watching him whisper to Zhengyi. The waiter around you orders.

"If it's just a competition of this level, I won't be too happy to win the championship." Zheng finished his meal at one o'clock, turned around, and said seriously.

Spana listened, sighed, took out the lollipop, and echoed, "Yeah, with our current strength, 90.00% of the games above seven cannot show the level we want to show. In the future , Let’s immerse ourselves in studying your own, participating in competitions is just a waste of time.”

"However, speaking of it this way, it's really a lonely future." Spana continued to add.

Zhengyi felt the same way.Moreover, these words brought back the topic of the conversation with Bai Lan this morning, when he asked Spana: "Spana, if you concentrate on researching combat robots, what kind of job do you plan to find after graduation?"

"Looking for a job?" Spana was taken aback, then smiled wryly, "I haven't really considered this issue, because it is very likely that I will go back to Italy after my studies."

It's back to Italy again... Zhengyi felt an inexplicable thump in his heart, and intuitively felt that this had something to do with Bai Lan's choice.

"Why did you go back to Italy?" Zhengyi asked tentatively, "If it's based on your interests, the United States or Japan are countries with more advanced robotics, right?"

"Not everyone can do things according to their own interests. My father is still waiting for me to go back to take over his job." Spana bit the lollipop again and said vaguely, "Fortunately, father I also work as a senior technician, so I won’t waste my skills when I go back.”

"Is that so." Zhengyi was stirring the black tea in front of him with a spoon, and didn't ask any more questions.

"What about Zhengyi?" Spana was interested by Zhengyi's question, "Zhengyi asked such a question, must have planned his future in advance, right? Is Zhengyi planning to return to Japan after graduation?"

"No..." Zhengyi didn't expect the same question to be asked by Spana. To be honest, this kind of answer is really hard to say. Do you want to tell him that he is also planning to go to Italy?If you ask why, you can't tell the truth.Zhengyi shook his head, and passed vaguely, "No, I also thought of the question just now. As for my whereabouts, I really don't have any definite idea."

After parting from Spana, Masaichi went to the library again.This time he didn't go straight to the category of mechanical engineering as usual, but came to the corner of literature and language and picked out a few simple Italian books.

If you want to stay with Bai Lan and go to Italy, it would be better to learn some of the language there.Just as I thought.

"Huh? Xiaozheng wants to learn Italian?" A familiar light voice sounded behind him, Zhengzheng was startled one by one, couldn't help but feel a burning stomachache, bent down and held the book with his hands tightly covering his stomach.

Turning around, it was indeed Bai Lan.How did you meet him here?Zhengyi felt his stomach hurt even worse. "Mr. Bai Lan, why are you here?"

"Come to borrow a book." Bai Lan waved a blue-gray book, with a lonely and elegant cover, absurd illustrations, and two lines of concise and clear words, Fiabeitaliane-Contesitaliens.

I just heard this book, Italian Fairy Tales, which are Italian folk tales collected and annotated by writer Italo Calvino, and they are comparable to Grimm's Fairy Tales.It's just...why does Bai Lan read these fairy tales for children?

Bai Lan seemed to understand Zhengyi's puzzled expression, and smiled, "In human literary creation, if you have to say something that can be read, then it's just a fairy tale. No matter what you want, like, or hate, It can be said without resorting to hypocritical embellishments. There is a kind of primitive and rough beauty."

"Speaking of which, I still don't know why Xiaozheng wants to learn Italian all of a sudden." Bai Lan suddenly changed the subject, staring straight at the introductory Italian book in Zheng's hand.

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☆、Italian and Tsunayoshi Sawada

"Well... I heard that Italy is a very beautiful country, and I thought I might travel there in the future, and, Mr. Bai Lan also said that he would stay in Italy... So I want to know the language there first." Faced with the sudden appearance Bai Lan behind him, holding an Italian tutorial in his arms, explained in this way.

In this case, the logic should be suspicious, right?While thinking this way, my stomach hurts more and more.

"Hey, Xiaozheng, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Your face looks paler and paler." Bai Lan also noticed Zhengyi's strangeness, and he took out a bag of cotton candy strangely from nowhere, " Would you like some cotton candy?"

Zheng Yi turned his head with a black line on his face, "No, no more cotton candy, I just have a stomachache."

"Eating marshmallows can relieve stomach pain," Bai Lan held out a marshmallow with his slender fingers, with a serious face, "I won't lie to you."

Zhengyi hesitated to take the pink and white marshmallow and put it in his mouth. The soft elastic touch and sweet taste made him feel very uncomfortable, so the black line on his face became more obvious. He pushed Bailan away and stretched it out. The bag full of cotton candy in front of me.

"I think it would be more effective if I go back to the dormitory and have a quiet rest, rather than marshmallows."

Seeing that Zhengyi really wanted to rest alone, Bai Lan sent him back to the dormitory and left consciously.

Lying on the bed alone, reading a newly borrowed book.Although it is just a simple introductory book, foreign language is another huge system after all, and the Japanese are also recognized as having no language talent. They are jokingly said that they can learn any language into Japanese. Looking at the rows of foreign letters, I feel I was watching rows of ants crawling past my eyes.

"Sure enough, learning a foreign language requires personal guidance." Zhengyi said to himself with emotion.

But who to teach?Prynne?No, just rejected his cotton candy.Although I don't know what is the necessary connection between refusing marshmallows and not wanting him to teach, but as a smart person like Bai Lan, he must have unconsciously drawn out his original intention of learning Italian.

So, Spana?It doesn't work either.Zhengyi shook his head again. For Spana, he had to explain to him why he wanted to learn Italian but still didn't know how to speak it.

After much deliberation, Zhengyi decided to turn on the computer and seek a reliable power in the vast network.

He found a Japanese forum for learning Italian. Many of its members are Japanese who are going or have already gone to Italy for various reasons. They also exchanged a lot of experience on Italian learning.

As soon as he strolled inside, he wandered around all afternoon, until the sky outside the window darkened slightly, and he came back to his senses and prepared to go offline.

Just before leaving, Zhengyi saw a very familiar name, Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Is it a coincidence?This doesn't look like a net name either. Could it be that someone also has this name, or is it really the child of that scary neighbor back then, Bing Sheng's junior?

I opened the posting records of this person whose ID is Tsunayoshi Sawada. From the bits and pieces of news, it can be seen that he has studied in Bingsheng, and he said that he only went to study in an Italian university this year. Then In this case, the grade is also corresponding.

Isn't that how you can meet acquaintances?Well, I'm actually not too familiar with it.

Zhengyi tried to send a message to Sawada, "Sawada-kun? Did you study in Bingsheng in junior high school?"

"Irie-kun? Is that you? What a coincidence!" Sawada Tsunayoshi replied quickly.

Shoichi's ID also uses his real name, but he is still surprised that Sawada, who should have only met him a few times, still remembers him after such a long time.

"It's a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet a classmate from junior high school on the website. Did Sawada-kun go to study in Italy?"

"Well. I need to inherit some of the family business in Italy, so I simply chose to go to university in Italy. What about Mr. Irie? Are you still staying in Japan?"

Italy?Family business?Zheng Yi frowned subconsciously when he saw these two words.It seems that these words have been mentioned all the time recently.What industry is it?Bai Lan, Spana, Sawada, their so-called industries, could they be the same?Zhengyi couldn't figure it out at all, but it was hard to ask someone he just chatted with.

"No, I also left Japan. I am currently studying in the United States, but I am learning Italian for some reasons. Sawada-kun has been in Italy for a long time. If you don't mind, can you guide me in Italian learning through the Internet in the future?"

We knock on such information carefully.

And Tsunayoshi Sawada's reply was also very straightforward, "No problem! REBORN has always disliked my lack of proficiency in Italian, and I have been thinking about improving my skills by guiding novices to learn."

In this way, Masaichi kept in touch with Tsunayoshi Sawada on the other side of the ocean, learning Italian silently by himself.I don't know what kind of situation it will be used in, Zhengyi thought silently.

But recently, Bai Lan has been entangled with Zhengyi for several days, but she didn't find the reason for Zhengyi's abnormal mood.So he returned to the previous situation where his whereabouts were strange, often disappearing for several days, and he finally didn't take classes seriously during school days, and pestered Zhengyi to play around whenever he had time.

Most of the time, Bai Lan came back late at night, and every time Zhengyi wondered if he often went to places with great jet lag.

In the beginning, Bai Lan would come back refreshed, without any other traces except for a gust of wind.Later, it seemed that he didn't mind hiding anything anymore, and every time he finished his work, he just opened the door and walked in. Zhengyi, who was sleepless in the dark, could always feel some subtle things at this time, such as the remaining murderous aura , the remaining blood... Those breaths constituted another strange and complicated world.

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☆, Bai Lan and Fairy Tale Poems

Regarding Bai Lan's behavior, Zhengyi never asked anything, but his heart became more and more uneasy.

Those cruel murderous aura and residual blood aura are all clamoring, Bai Lan is indeed not a harmless roommate, but a heinous sinner who will rule the world in a few years to achieve rape and even destroy it!

But why does such a person have such a gentle smile and words?

Will smile and become a friend of a lonely person like me who is not good at talking with others, will hand me a bag of marshmallows at any time, and play games with me with machines and strategies that others don't even want to touch, I will notice that I go to the aquarium every day and stay by my side worriedly for several days...

God, you didn’t point out to me the path to defeat Bai Lan, so why would you wantonly lay down these thorns of fetters under my feet?

For several consecutive nights, Zhengyi tossed and turned facing the bright moonlight outside the window.

The consequence of insomnia at night is lack of energy during the day and two obvious panda eyes.

"Eh?! Irie-kun, what happened to you recently? Why are you suddenly so haggard?" As soon as the video was connected, Sawada Tsunayoshi on the other side of the screen was startled by Shoichi's appearance.

"No, it's just that there is a very important thing that must be done. I haven't got a clue until now, and I feel a little anxious before I know it." Zhengyi shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

"No matter what it is, there will always be a way to solve it. Don't force yourself too much, Mr. Irie." Tsuna persuaded kindly, "If you can, you can also discuss it with your friends. The power of a person to be brave is always limited. .”

"Thank you, I'll think about it, now let's start Italian lessons, Sawada-kun."

Although Sawada's bright brown eyes were full of kindness, Shoichi still didn't want to talk about this topic with outsiders any more.This is my own business, I can't delay it, and I can't... ask for help.

Tsuna understood what Zhengyi meant, but just smiled kindly, and didn't say any more.He opened the notes he had organized, and when he was about to start, he suddenly remembered something, so he asked, "If Mr. Irie has been busy with that matter, will studying Italian for an hour a day take up your time?"

Masaichi was a little surprised at Tsunayoshi's thoughtfulness, and while being grateful, shook his head and explained, "It doesn't matter, as long as Sawada-kun doesn't bother you. Italian... for what I'm going to do. Said, very likely and very necessary."

"What would it be like if there were no hair on the head/It would be full of flowers/You can tell at a glance/Who is kind-hearted and who is sad/A person with a bouquet of roses on his forehead will not do bad things/Has grown on his head Silent violet man, with a bit of black humour/And the man with the straggly nettle/Must be confused, every morning in vain/Waste a bottle or two of pomade."

When Zhengyi returned to the dormitory from the laboratory, he heard such a pleasant voice reading a short poem. The foreign language was low and smooth, like the gurgling stream in the mountains in early spring.

That was Bai Lan's return, and what he was reading was exactly what he copied in his notebook at noon today.

"Gianni Rodari's fairy tale poems, your taste is not bad, Xiaozheng." Bai Lan put down the notebook, turned around, and smiled frivolously at Zhengzheng.

"It's wrong to tamper with other people's things, Mr. Bai Lan." I should have been annoyed when I found out that my things were being flipped by others at will, but it seems that because I heard Bai Lan's poems just now, I could hear the gods. Once I realized that I couldn't get angry at all.

It's just a surprise that a frivolous young man like Bai Lan can also read the poem with such a peaceful mood.

"If I don't look at the traces left by Xiaozheng at any time, how can I know what Xiaozheng is doing and thinking at all times." Bai Lan has no consciousness of respecting other people's privacy at all, flipping through the notebook in her hand casually Flipping through the pages, I picked up a marshmallow from the table and threw it into my mouth from time to time, just like reading comics with snacks, "But I'm really surprised that Xiaozheng is serious about learning Italian."

Bai Lan put down the notebook in her hand, raised her violet eyes and looked at Zhengyi. Her soft white hair made one feel the urge to touch it, but what he said made Zhengyi feel a little stomach ache.

"Why do you want to learn Italian? If Xiaozheng doesn't want to say it, I won't ask, but if Xiaozheng wants to learn, I still suggest that someone who is proficient in Italian will teach it to be effective. I will be Xiaozheng's Italian How about the teacher, promise to make Xiaozheng into a Japanese who is proficient in all Italian fairy tales and customs."

"No, no need," Zhengyi directly refused, "I happened to meet an alumnus from junior high school on the Internet. He is now studying in Italy. These days, Tsunayoshi-kun is guiding me in my Italian studies. Suddenly It shouldn't be a good idea to switch."

"Gangji?" For some reason, Bai Lan's expression seemed a little weird.

"Well, his name is Sawada Tsunayoshi, we should be regarded as neighbors in Japan." Masaichi explained unpreparedly.

Bai Lan is in a bad mood recently, and so is Gang Ji.But Zhengyi didn't know this. At this time, he was still in an Italian fairy tale poem, and he was still far away from the world where the mafia existed.

The destruction of Pengo Li's ring is the reason why Bai Lan and Gang Ji are in a bad mood.

Tsunaji will be depressed because the Vongola Ring is after all the emblem passed down from generation to generation since the establishment of the first generation of the family, and it also entrusts the will of the first generation and his guardians, although it is to prevent the Mafia families from In order to compete for the power of the ring and cause uncontrollable violence, I have to do this, but I feel a little sad in my heart.

Bai Lan was upset because Peng Lie pointed out that