People are teaching, and Yang Nai at the same table

"I can't..."

Facing the sharp gazes from the two girlfriends beside him, Wu Yi turned his face slightly.

Although he didn't know why he was guilty.

In the next second, a dignified and elegant voice sounded.

"Ah, is this some kind of tea ceremony game, why don't you bring me one too?"

I saw Matsushita Chiaki walking from behind Kushida Kikyo and Karuizawa Megumi, passing them by while handing out the tea in her hand.

Although she said things that she didn't know the truth, the expression on her face clearly said "Actually, I understand everything."

"Wait, Panasonic, we are..."

Karuizawa Megumi was about to speak to stop it, but it was too late.

A third contender has appeared!

After Wu Yacha drank his third cup of tea, the atmosphere in the coffee shop was completely ignited.

Shura field!Shura field!Blood flowed like a river!

Everyone started booing and asking if there was another one.

Taking advantage of this gap, Haruka Hasebe, who had finished distributing pastries and snacks, slipped into the back kitchen with an empty basket.

But she didn't bring tea, she just brought out her best friend Sakura Airi.

"Don't be shy, Airi, if you like it, you have to fight for it yourself!"

"It's not... Haruka, what is this..."

Everyone saw a blue long-haired girl happily pushing a red-haired girl with a pretty figure and cute appearance out of the back kitchen.

The tea in the red-haired girl's hand seemed to be forced into it, and she was pushed in front of Wu Yacha under the soft and hard brewing of her best friend with a panicked look on her face.

"Uh... well, Auntie... Please, please drink tea..."

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touch……

Damn it, it’s not about Calvin or something, it’s just that when I wake up in the morning, I habitually stay in bed until ten o’clock, and then I get up and fiddle with watching videos and playing games or something. By the time I realize it, it’s already past two o’clock in the afternoon up...

Xiao Qin, Xiao Qin, you can no longer be so lazy!Alarm bells must be sounded!Wake up in the morning and start coding immediately!

Be in awe of Sister Xi, the god of pigeon killing!

This chapter could have reached 2496 words. As an apology, I stuck the number of words at 2. It is not based on the price of 5k2 chapters, but the price of [-]k chapters (weeping cat cat head)

Chapter 466 Yang Nai Transformation

Back to 10 minutes ago, in the school restaurant located 300 meters parallel to the east side of the shopping center, in the spacious separate compartment on the third floor, the mouth-watering aroma of barbecue permeates the whole room.

This is a rather quaint room, with eight pairs of bowls and chopsticks and eight people sitting cross-legged on the floor next to the low wooden barbecue table in the center.

The screen on the outer wall facing the dining table is fully opened to both sides, like a floor-to-ceiling window without glass, and the outside is similar to the fence of the balcony of an ancient temple.

Looking over the fence, the beautiful scenery of the sea and the sky in the distance comes into view, and the golden sunlight shines on the sea, sparkling.

At this moment, a breeze blows in from the outside, faintly carrying the laughter of the students and guests who came to participate in the cultural festival.

Sakayanagi reached out and took a plate of defrosted beef rolls from the dining cart pushed by the restaurant staff, and spread them out one by one on the half-empty barbecue paper with serving chopsticks.

The raw and cold beef rolls were heated at a high temperature, and the oil star exploded with a bang, and at the same time, there was a trace of pale hot smoke.

"How, are the dishes here satisfying everyone?" The chairman asked gently.

"Um↓Um↓!"

Katahara Mietou was concentrating on the barbecue in front of him, he didn't have time to speak, so he simply answered with a nasal voice that emphasized the fourth tone instead of himself.

No way, sweets and meat are the favorites of the president of the Bank of Japan in his life, and he has remained the same for decades from the age of 19 to the age of 90.

Katahara Sheaka whispered from the side and advised him to control a little bit.

It's not because of image reasons. After all, things like status and ability can also be used as beauty filters in many cases.

It's like if a person has a mediocre income and likes to buy figurines and play games, he will be said to be a two-dimensional idiot who does not seek to make progress.

But if a rich guy does the same thing, then he doesn't have any bad hobbies.

In the same way, if the person here was replaced by a disheveled homeless man who devoured the barbecue, he would probably be called poor.

But what if it's the president of the Bank of Japan and the president of the Boxing Association?

That's bold, do you understand!

To add icing on the cake, it is quite enviable that a 94-year-old man can still show off barbecue with such a good appetite and teeth.

But... After all, the age is there, and the sweetness of the oil should be as subtle as possible.

Goo!

Putting the grilled meat in his mouth hard, Katahara Mietou let out a sigh of relief, and continued the second half of the sentence.

"It would be great if we could have dessert later."

"That's natural."

Sakayanagi smiled calmly.

He has already arranged these.

"Hehehe~"

At this time, Yuqi Sakayanagi who was beside her also suddenly laughed lightly. She held her phone with her head down, and there seemed to be some message displayed on the screen.

Sakayanagi turned his head and glanced at his daughter, and didn't blame her for being ignorant of playing with the mobile phone at the dinner table, but just asked curiously.

"What's the matter, Youqi, smiling so happily?"

"Well, it can be regarded as a net profit of pocket money."

After replying to the message, Sakayanagi Yusu had a satisfied look on his face.

pocket money...

Hearing this tone, you don't need to think about who turned it over.

Katahara Mietou smiled at Wu Huiliyang.

Wu Huiliyang drank the sake in the cup and rolled his eyes lightly, which roughly translates to laughing at your sister.

Garuda rolled away from the seat with a grunt, before he could put down his chopsticks, Mao went to Sakayanagi's side, his eyes widened excitedly.

"Brother turned over? How many are there?"

"About 50..."

Arisu Sakayanagi showed her the transfer records.

"There are so many, I'm biased!" Jialou Luo pouted dissatisfiedly, "My brother only gave out a red envelope of [-] yuan on my birthday."

"That's it, it's a pity that these are points, which can only be used in this school. Although they have the same value as Japanese yen, they can't be used instead of Japanese yen. Otherwise, I can give Garuda a huge red envelope right now. .”

Sakayanagi Youqi groaned softly after thinking for a while, then snapped his fingers slightly.

"That's fine. Let's go to the shopping mall after dinner later. You can ask Garuda anything you want. Let's treat it as a birthday gift as compensation, how about it?"

"Oh, no problem! Long live Arisu-san!"

"Hehehe~"

The laughter of the girls here echoed on the dining table, while Yukinoshita Haruno, who was sitting with his mother over there, felt like an outsider.

Almost as long as she can remember, she has been learning the way of dealing with people since she was a child, and she can come up with the most suitable solution no matter what the occasion.

It can not only make people feel friendly, but also maintain an appropriate distance. To use an inappropriate metaphor, there is no leaf in the thousands of flowers.

But the current situation made her feel a bit out of touch...

No, you can't say that either.

It is actually possible to interject if you insist, but you are just not used to it.

It seems that she is wearing a prom red wine evening dress, while on the opposite side is a beer fondue tank top.

On her side, she was polite and euphemistic, and her words were tight-knit, while the family on the other side had already started hooking shoulders and blowing wine bottles.

It's not that I can't blend in, but I always feel that something is a little weird.

Or is this just throwing tiles of power?

Full of random thoughts, Yukinoshita Yoshino subconsciously glanced sideways, wondering what his mother, who was always well-rounded and powerful, would do in the same situation.

However, when she raised her head, her eyes met in the air, and she was surprised to find that the mother beside her was looking at her at the same time.

……Eh?

The girl was stunned.

"Sakayanagi."

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Katahara Mietou said slowly.

"About the boxing club I said before, do you still maintain your original idea?"

"Well, I still maintain my original idea." Sakayanagi Chengshu said in a low voice but seriously, "Although it may be a bit impolite to say so, joining the boxing club really doesn't help me much, maybe I am Such a man with no ambition."

He even laughed to himself at the end.

Cheng Shou, on the other hand, is Shou Cheng, which translates as maintaining the achievements of the ancestors and not letting them fall.

In fact, since Sakayanagi took over the school from his father, there has been almost no change in essence in the past few decades except that the facilities in the school have been constantly updated and iterated.

He, Sakayanagi Chengshou, is indeed only a capital of success.

This has nothing to do with the size of the ability, but with the size of the ambition.

If it's just to keep this school, then it really doesn't matter whether you join the boxing club or not.

Katahara Mietou was not angry when the invitation was rejected, he hummed in a low voice, took the wine glass filled with sake with the help of his daughter, and drank it down in one gulp.

"However, even if you think so, what would your daughter think?"

Chapter 467 Yang Nai Transformation

Habitat?

Not understanding why his daughter was suddenly mentioned, Sakayanagi looked to the side with some doubts.

At this time, a certain white-haired loli was busy discussing with her sister-in-law where to play next, and had no time to pay attention to his old father.

"Hui Liyang, have I told you about the history of the boxing club before?"

"how could I know……"

Adhering to the idea of ​​"I can't turn a blind eye to the one who should cooperate with your performance", Wu Huili, who was forced to open the business, said angrily.

But he really doesn't know the history of the origin of the boxing club.

At the beginning, both he and Katahara Mietou won the position of president of the Kengan Club after betting their entire wealth and their lives. The only thing in their heads was to defeat all the opponents in front of them. Take your time to learn about the historical origin of the Boxing Association, Barabara.

In the end, although he did win, Wu Huiliyang returned to the Wu clan not long after he was canonized as the first generation of Mietang Zhiya, and took up the position of patriarch.

So in the next few decades, he still didn't know much about the history of the boxing club, and he didn't have much interest in learning about it.

After all, history is pioneered by later generations. As the first generation of Fang Mietang, he has already opened a new page of history with his own fists, so why bother to chew on what the predecessors left behind.

But now it's okay to be idle anyway, the chat at the dinner table is used as a storyteller, so just listen to it.

"That was about 300 years ago..."

Katahara Mietou began to narrate slowly, with a look of nostalgia on his old face.

"It was the fifth year of Zhengde, a peaceful and prosperous age in the history books. For merchants at that time, the highest achievement and honor was to become a royal merchant exclusively for the royal family. As long as they could become a royal merchant, they would be eligible to provide goods for the royal family. It is a stable and lucrative channel for making money.”

"In order to obtain this honor, the merchants tried their best to hoard the army, and secretly fought with their competitors, and the whole land of Japan was bleeding and drifting."

"At that time, businessmen had only two choices. Either they had enough troops to kill their competitors, or they were killed by their competitors. They either killed or were killed. No one dared to stop first."

"Violence is the best safety device, but endless violence does not bring any meaning."