i'm not interested in big success

There are so many scumbags in this world.

This thought flashed through the minds of the two of Wu Xia, and then they dissed the person who seemed to have cheated the feelings of the Emperor of Ice, Keigo Atobe, with the girl.

When the two of them entered the female perspective, they were smooth and smooth, which made Xiaojie surprised and admired (?), and Qi Ya gossip sideways.

When the few people separated, Gojo Wu Xia Youjie seemed to have become a girl's best girlfriend candidate. He only needed two more shopping appointments before he could ignore gender differences and succeed in becoming a high-ranking girl.

"Let's act in groups." Xia Youjie looked at the three children who hadn't grown up, sighed, and took over the task of leading the team, "If you find anything, send it on your mobile phone. By the way, let's build a group. Share the clues in a timely manner.”

This operation of building a group by downloading instant messaging and chat software was learned from Ju Heya in the previous module.

No way, in 06 when they were there, the technology of mobile phones was not very developed.Multi-person communication modes such as chat rooms and forums usually exist on the web page.

So when I discovered the various new functions of the mobile phone, I was astonished!

I just hate being trapped in the module, without a net, unable to flex my fists, wandering in the new world of the ship.

"Wow, can mobile phones still do this?" Xiaojie widened his eyes in surprise, eager to try, "When I return to the real world, I also want to buy my own mobile phone! I don't know if it's expensive... "

While learning how to operate, Qi Ya poured cold water on it and said, "Don't think about it, our mobile phones don't have such advanced functions."

He poked his fingers back and forth on the smart touch screen, and said with emotion: "It's better to say that there are not even a few touch-screen phones, and most of them still need buttons to control."

"Xiaojie, don't be lazy, come and learn how to operate!"

"Good~!"

The friends of the two teams with the same color scheme were all meeting each other to play with their mobile phones. This scene attracted the attention of the passing Bingdi students.

"Everyone—" A familiar voice came from afar.

The four of them, who were focused on playing with their phones, raised their heads in unison, watching the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee, who had held a long-winded meeting earlier, rushing in this direction.

"What are you doing? Don't you go to work? It's just that you haven't arrived at your posts..." Matsumoto put his hips on his hips, with a look of resentment, as if he wanted to chant sutras.

The four who were still obsessed with mobile game promotional videos all put on pain masks.

Master, stop reading.

Now go to work!

The investigators tacitly divided into two groups, turned around and ran away.

They took a long leg and slid fast, only the chairman of the discipline committee was left with his words stuck in his throat.

After those few people merged into the lively crowd, Matsumoto put away his depressed expression, put his chin up and laughed: "I can't beat you, can I still beat you?"

Matsumoto firmly believes that he became the talkative person he is now, all because of these difficult thorns in the department who forced him to find another way.

According to the work arrangement, these four athletes with extraordinary strength will be responsible for maintaining order near the booth with the largest flow of people, and mediating disputes is also their job.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie were sitting in the cosplay cafe opened by their class. The shop occupied an excellent location, which happened to be in the middle of the snack street.

While eating snacks, the two watched the six directions, paying attention to the movement around them at any time.

Gojo Satoru ordered another strawberry mousse. His leisurely appearance without work made his classmates who were busy entertaining guests and making delicacies grit their teeth with envy.

"Since I have nothing to do, I'll come here to put on makeup and contribute to the class." The class leader in charge of scheduling was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, and felt angry when he saw the two people who were bathing in the sun and enjoying the quiet time.

"I have something to do, isn't this working?" Wujo Gou sipped his milk tea and huddled happily on the beanbag sofa.

God, he really likes the future world, there are so many varieties of milk tea, happiness.

Compared to his calm answer, Xia Youjie's gentle voice was much more pleasing to the eye: "We're going to go on patrol in a while, let him rest for a while."

The squad leader was fooled away by the gentle handsome guy, and his head was still dizzy.

It wasn't until 20 minutes after she served Gojo Satoru that the two of them moved from the sun to the shade through the crowd, did she suddenly regain her senses—wait!Didn't Xia Youjie say the same thing half an hour ago!Had she been duped twice for the same reason? ? ?

Just when the squad leader rolled up his sleeves and angrily wanted to settle accounts with these two slobs, the two who had been leisurely and casually holding their hands together suddenly stood up and walked straight ahead obliquely.

The squad leader subconsciously looked over and found a graceful black-haired girl surrounded by several boys in front of a takoyaki stall a few meters away.

Among the boys, there were gentlemen holding letters with flowers and expensive gifts.

There are also tall and big straight ball players who want to catch the girl's fair wrist directly and hug the girl's shoulder.

The area occupied by this group of pedestrians is quite surprising, not to mention that human beings love to eat melons.

As soon as he saw this kind of emotional Shura field, Qun Xuan immediately surrounded it, and he didn't forget to call his friends, and the encirclement became bigger and bigger until it blocked the road.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie rushed over out of duty-by the way, let's see if this is a module clue, this introduction is really long.

The squad leader didn't know what they were thinking, she kept her eyes on melons, just because she knew the girl in the innermost circle.

It's better to say that all the students in the school know each other.

"As expected of Koizumi, it's so terrifying..."

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After the annoying guy was finally sent away, the temperature in the chairman's office rose.

Atobe took out some of the papers on the table and gave orders: "Come and help me deal with it."

Ju Heya:?

"You asked me to come to the Ice Emperor Academy Festival today, didn't you just want to take me to eat, drink and have fun, and help me improve my food?" What the hell is processing documents?

And he didn't do this part-time job three months before the first entrance exam, okay?The hands are born.

Atobe Keigoui would not be swayed by this cryptic accusation, but shook the stack of papers in his hand, and said as a matter of course: "If I don't finish the work, I won't have time to take you to the booth."

Ju Heya: "...you can give me the voucher and I can go shopping by myself."

The two looked at each other.

The young master Atobe had a murderous smile on his face.

Tachibana and Ya were like punctured balloons, their smiles froze, and they worked hard to take over the inexplicably extra work.

"If you don't handle it well, don't look for me if you have a problem."

"If your IQ is really that low, I suggest you go back to the stove and rebuild."

Ju Heya: "..."

What happened to the funny Tsundere in the past? !

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The two people with high IQs quickly regained the tacit understanding of cooperating with the work a long time ago, and spent more than 20 minutes to complete the agency matters.

Atobe Keigo pushed the edge of the table and stood up, picked up the school uniform suit jacket on the hanger, and put it on smartly: "Let's go."

Ju Heya waited as quietly as chickens for the young master to take them shopping.

When Atobe passed by him, he glanced at the mask he put on again with disdain: "Take off that not gorgeous thing."

"Masks can bring an indescribable sense of security to society." Ju Heya tried to convince the young master with evidence.

At the same time, probably because he was used to the operation of the running group, he raised his head at 45 degrees, and those bright green emerald eyes looked straight at Keigo Atobe pitifully.

"...Pick it off, you still have to pick it off when you eat later." However, the person he was staring at turned his head ruthlessly, unmoved.

Ju Heya: fine.

White fingers hooked off the black mask and stuffed it into the big pocket of the sports shorts.

Tachibana and Ya suddenly felt a weight on their head.

Atobe Keigo patted his head through the hat.

There is a bit of gentleness hidden in the proud and confident tone of the young master: "The group of people used to be in the high school, and the few left in the junior high school, there is this uncle who can't make waves. Even if you are no longer a student of Bingdi, you can come back. No need to hide it."

"..."

Tachibana and Ya nodded.

Wearing a mask is really about avoiding being recognized by unsavory people.Now that someone is backing me, I don't need to cover myself, it's so hot.

Thinking so in his heart, Tachibana Heya smirked at Atobe: "So that's why you didn't care about your senior's head?"

"Ah?" Keigo Atobe showed the most gorgeous, beautiful and attractive expression of my uncle when he dominated the tennis court again.

The ice emperor's eyes swept away, and Ju Heya read the meaning - whatever the king did was legally and reasonably allowed.

Does this guy think he is Gilgamesh?

Xiaoju secretly complained and followed the opponent's footsteps.

The two came to one of the main places of the school festival - the snack street where the classes with food stalls gathered.

Keigo Atobe is worthy of being the superstar of Ice Emperor. Whenever he appears in a crowded place, his fans will unconsciously want to surround him.

However, his "orders" are also quite useful in the support group.

As long as one of the support team conveyed the meaning of "need private space", everyone would disperse consciously, only occasionally looking at this side secretly.

Ju Heya tugged on their hats, feeling suffocated: "Otherwise, I'd better put on the mask."

Help!

It's been so long since he walked shoulder to shoulder with Atobe Keigoi, he even forgot that this person is a humanoid self-propelled luminous body.

"What did you say?" Keigo Atobe looked back at him, and with his right hand, he was handing the voucher issued by the student union to the stall selling fried chicken and rice crackers.

Ju Heya smelled the aroma of chicken popcorn, and her stomach groaned in disbelief.

Fortunately, the surrounding environment is noisy, and others cannot hear qwq.

It's not because he's greedy, who told him to get up so early, but he only ate two bites of biscuits, so he's already hungry.

Can people live with food?cannot.

"I didn't say anything." Tachibana and Ya succumbed to the aroma of the delicious food, and stretched out their hands to receive the "reward from the king".

At worst, he is half a step behind the trail department and messes around under the lights (hehe).

"It's really not gorgeous." When Atobe said this, he didn't know whether it was Tachibana Heya who ate while walking and eating, or himself who actually bought people snacks at the roadside stall.

They were about to go to the other stalls in the back, when they suddenly found that there was a commotion in front of them, crowded with people, and there was a tendency to block the road.

"What's the matter?" Tachibana and Ya, who found Atobe stopped and were eating snacks behind him, looked dazed and looked around.

Atobu frowned slightly, turned around, put his hand behind his back, and led the people out.

The gossip instinct engraved in DNA drove Tachibana and Ya to turn their heads.

They just happened to reach the higher steps, and he was able to catch a glimpse of the beautiful girl with outstanding temperament in the middle of the crowd.

Those eyebrows...why do they look familiar?

Ju and Ya tilted their heads to observe, and the chicken popcorn stopped chewing.

It shouldn't be, if there are acquaintances with such good looks, he won't be unable to remember their names.

For example, his junior Hocho Taro, whom he only met a few times, and Yukimura Seichi, who he only met once in the tennis club exchange match...he remembers them all very clearly.

"It's Hanarei Koizumi." Atobe stood beside him and announced the answer.

"... Huh?" Tachibana Heya tried hard to compare that tall and elegant figure with the girl who always bowed her head timidly in her memory.

No, it's only been so long, has Koizumi-senpai's changes gone too far?It is a gradual process for a person to make a change, right?

"Do you think...she was being worn?" Tachibana Heya recalled the Huaxia online novels she had read, moved closer to Atobe Jingwu, and whispered.

Atobe Keigo glanced at him, flipped through the address book in his hand and said coolly: "I don't know if I wear it or not, I just want to ask who is the disciplinary committee in charge of this area." Hurry up and get rid of these people occupying the space.

Which class are they from?On such a busy day of the school festival, do you think there is not enough time for one or two to act in love scenes?

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