After falling into the Niangyaoquan, I became attached to the strongest

The melodious tune echoed in the classroom, and then floated out of the window along the wind and spread to the distance.

The people passing by downstairs have long been used to it, and they just stopped and watched curiously for a while, then lifted their feet and continued to do their own things.

In front of the desk, Haru Saotome propped her chin and was almost drowsy. She couldn't help complaining about why the music played by Principal Leyansi was so hypnotic, or that Xia Fei's energy was not over yet, and the drowsiness came quickly and suddenly.

Just when he loosened his grip and almost hit his head on the table, the continuous jazz music stopped abruptly.

"Let's be here today."

Leyansi Jiashen stopped his hand to pluck the strings, and turned his deep eyebrows to the only student in the classroom.

"I heard from Kusakabe that you agreed to participate in this exchange meeting."

Sunny woke up from a doze.

He rubbed his eyes, looked at the old man in front of him in some confusion, and waited for two seconds before realizing that he should answer the question just now.

"Anyway, you have to participate in the second grade, so you should get used to it in advance. Besides, I can't shirk if the seniors ask me."

Hearing this, Leyansi Jiashen sat quietly, as if seeing everything in his eyes made Qingli inexplicably guilty.

He curled his lips, hesitated for a moment and told the truth.

"It's because I want to eat Wagyu hot dogs. Senior sister said she would invite me."

There was a hint of doubt in Leyan Temple Jiashen's eyes.

"Is the reward for the mission not enough?"

Qingli said righteously: "No, generally speaking, other people's treats are more delicious, and it's nice not to have to spend money yourself."

Leyan Temple Jiashen: "......"

Aware of his little scheme, Leyansi Kashin snorted inexplicably, put the guitar sideways into the bag, Haruto stepped forward to take it skillfully, put the guitar bag on his back, and walked out of the classroom together.

"After the exchange meeting, I can give you a recommendation rating."

Hearing this, Qingli was stunned for a while: "Didn't you say that the matter of rank is not urgent?"

Leyan Temple Jiashen said unhurriedly: "Level [-] is still too low. With your current level, it is still no problem to exorcise the curse of level [-]. You can take your time later."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Kusakabe is already at the second level."

"But I'm not the output type."

"Yes, are you sure?"

The old man glanced lightly.

Haruhi: "..."

Well, he's not sure.

The former bad boy, fierce and fierce, Qingli said that he occasionally rushed to the front, but it was really occasional...

Besides, here, he is also correcting his habit of doing things when he disagrees with him, and he has restrained himself a lot compared to junior high school.

After all, this school doesn't have those annoying guys.

Put the guitar bag in the principal's office, and after answering a few questions from the principal, he quietly exited the room and rushed to the open space of the playground.

The training time agreed with the seniors arrived, and when he arrived with the magic tools assigned to him by the school, the gathering here was complete. It can be said that except for the group of fourth and fifth grades who had gone out to practice and would not return to school, almost the entire school Students are all gathered here.

Counting Qingli, there are six people in total.

There have never been many students in the High School of Conjuration, but this year there are very few.

Haruto trained with the seniors, got a general understanding of everyone's abilities, and then listened to their battle plans, all of which revolved around one center—on the premise that Gojo Satoru joined them, they avoided fighting with them and took detours.

The request given to Qingli is also very simple. If necessary, he can leave the large army and run first to ensure his own safety.

The seniors still trust the elementary school boy's ability to escape. Maybe his sword skills are not very good, but his escape is absolutely top-notch.

"That's about it, the rest will be explained slowly in the training later."

A senior in the third grade clapped his hands to end today's training and signaled everyone to leave.

Haruari's hand holding the knife for a long time is a bit

It was sore, and the throat was so dry that it smoked, so he simply put the magic tool on the bench and ran directly to the drinking pool to drink water and wash his face.

The footsteps of the people who were about to leave suddenly stopped in place, and they all watched him trot towards the pool unconsciously.

"That's coming again."

"Yes."

A few people sighed with emotion in a low voice, and in the next second, the boy who was originally a boy turned into a purple-haired girl who was half a head shorter. Everyone watched this scene in amazement as if watching a magic trick.

After being surrounded by everyone, Qingli felt the heavy change in front of her, and only then realized that she had transformed again.

It has been a year since he became this kind of physique that would turn into a woman when he touches cold water, even so, he is still not used to it, and from time to time he will change into a living person on the spot, it doesn't matter the occasion.

But this situation is inevitable, and he can't be asked not to touch cold water all the time. The whole school knows his physical condition, and it won't affect anything.

Probably the only disadvantage is that it needs to quickly adapt to the changes in the body when there is an accident during the mission, which is a bit troublesome.

But instead of worrying about yourself, sometimes the visual impact on others is a little more serious.

Perhaps the conjurer itself is different from ordinary people, and has a strong sense of curiosity. After the initial surprise, everyone present got used to Qingli's magical physique, and sometimes they were very happy to watch the live performance. adjustments in daily life.

In short, there are still too few tasks, so that I have time to watch his excitement.

Qingli was always speechless, and let them watch if they wanted to, without losing a piece of meat.

But the next time seniors want to watch him perform, they can consider charging some performance fees.

I really want to eat Wagyu hot dog...

Why doesn't the exchange come sooner.

Although you can buy it yourself, isn't it meaningless to buy it yourself!

Qingli was itchy but still maintained a cold face: "I'm going back."

The others immediately booed and asked to stay: "Oh, don't go, it's hard to become this image, it's so cute."

Because he is not a real girl at heart, everyone's attitude is very casual.

Qingli's complexion did not change, she thought for a while and said, "It's also possible—"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand silently, squeezed his index finger and thumb together, and made a gesture of money.

"Ask for money."

Those present: "......"

The people present immediately dispersed and went back to their dormitories.

slip away.

After dismissing all the seniors, Haruto turned her attention to the only one left behind, Kusakabe Atsuya, habitually stood beside him, and was about to go back to the dormitory with him.

Kusakabe Atsuya was not sensitive to his image at the moment, and raised his hand to signal him to stay away.

"Don't get so close to me, I'm afraid that people who don't know you will misunderstand our relationship with your image."

Hearing what he said, Qingli had a dazed expression at first, as if she didn't understand it. After groping for a while and then looking at herself now, she realized what he meant.

Qingli glanced at the people around her clearly.

"Senior Kusakabe is worrying too much, your face is not my style."

He seemed to feel that this was a bit of a personal attack, so he continued: "And I have no intention of dating anyone, Kusakabe's mother can rest assured."

Kusakabe's mother: "......"

This person seems to have accidentally revealed some important information.

The exchange meeting came day by day in Qingli's anticipation.

That morning, people from the Tokyo school came from afar and arrived at the gate of the Kyoto High School.

Fortunately, they were also six.

Unfortunately, the rumored Six Eyes is also among them.

The other party stood at the end, whether it was the white hair shining in the sun or the above-average size, he was very eye-catching. His brows and eyes were slightly lowered, and he looked indifferent to everything.

Paying attention to the people present, he blatantly lowered his head and fiddled with the phone.

Being defiant and arrogant is infuriating.

The expressions on the faces of every member of the Kyoto school when they saw Gojo Satoru were wonderful.

"Plan B."

Someone behind the line whispered something.

This sentence is very low, if you don't listen carefully, it's hard to distinguish, everyone doesn't show it on the face, but they all listened to it, and then thought about it in their hearts.

The premise of plan a is that Gojo Satoshi is absent, while plan b is the opposite.

Even though they had prepared for the worst, they still doubted life when they really faced that Wujo Satoru.

Can they really handle this one?

I heard that the other party was rated as a first-level right after the beginning of school. If this continues, it is not impossible to be promoted to a special-level in the future.

At this time, an untimely voice sounded from the student team of the Kyoto School, interrupting their thoughts.

"That Gojo Satoru is quite handsome."

Those who heard this looked at the source of the sound in unison, and saw that the elementary school boy who was blocked by the crowd at the end was whispering to Kusakabe Atsuya who was beside him. Seeing them, the elementary school boy blinked for no reason, not knowing why Everyone sees themselves that way.

Everyone was speechless for a few seconds, they all turned their eyes away and pretended not to hear that, they just moved quietly to block the elementary school students more tightly.

Only Atsuya Kusakabe pressed the back of the client's head, pressed down the head of the incomprehensible junior, and reminded him in a low voice.

"Keep your voice down, you are not afraid of being heard by the other party."

He glanced vaguely at the person in the Tokyo team in the distance, and said in a cool tone, "The sunglasses are almost covering your face at such a distance, how can you tell?"

Qingli replied without thinking: "Intuition."

Kusakabe Atsuya: "......"

Atsuya Kusakabe: "...don't waste your intuition on strange things."

Besides, is this sentence strange for a boy like you!

At the same time, the Tokyo school team was not as quiet as it appeared on the surface.

The second-year Mingming seemed to have caught something interesting, covered her mouth and let out a chuckle, just in time to attract the attention of the female student at the same time beside her.

An Geji didn't understand why she was so happy, and asked curiously, "Mingming, what's wrong with you?"

"Accidentally overheard a few very interesting conversations at the Kyoto school."

"What is it?"

Mingming smiled and said, "Someone is praising Wutiao-kun for being handsome."

An Geji was dumbfounded, with a look of contempt on her face.

"...What's so funny about this kind of dialogue, is the Kyoto school also a group of superficial people who only look at their faces?"

Before she finished speaking, there was a voice behind her that she hated deeply.

Gojo Satoru moved up behind the two seniors and casually interjected into the discussion.

"What are you talking about? I seem to hear someone complimenting me for being handsome? I still have a good eye."

He touched his chin while talking, looking extremely proud.

To this, An Geji responded with a sneer.

"You heard it wrong. I suggest you go to a doctor to have a look at your ears."