Tokyo host

Chapter 47 You seem to be in love

"I lost." Ninomiya Ye stood on the spot, ignoring the pain and reddening of the wrist, "You can do whatever you want with me."

"What's the matter...are you from the Edo period?" Makoto Futaba sighed speechlessly, he glanced at Yu Yu, who was standing not far away, "No matter how much you don't like Gongbai-kun, There is no right to keep others from coming to school."

Ninomiya Ye didn't speak, but was a little surprised by Makoto Futaba's actions.

"Okay, I don't have anything else to say."

After speaking, Shuangye Cheng returned to Gong Baiyuyou without looking back. Looking at the expressionless girl, he smiled: "Class is over, let's go back."

Gong Baiyu nodded lightly after seeing that Shuangye Cheng was not injured.

Seeing the backs of Makoto Futaba and Gong Baiyuyou gradually fade away, Ninomiya Ye slowly picked up the bamboo sword that had fallen on the ground, and at this moment, the weak girl also trotted over.

When she saw Ninomiya Ye's injured wrist, her face was full of panic: "Minister, your hand is so serious."

"It's okay, just go to the infirmary to get a bandage."

"Wait for me!"

……

Makoto Futaba and Yuu Gongbaiyu returned to the classroom. At this time, almost everyone in the class turned their attention to——

The teacher is a bald old man, but he didn't embarrass the top students of the first and second seats in the two grades too much, even if he was already late for a long time, he just coughed lightly: "Since you are back, then come to the seat soon. All right."

Futaba Makoto nodded, and returned to their seats with Gong Baiyuyou.

"Then, open the 78th page of the book..." Perhaps because Makoto Futaba and the others don't know what they are talking about, the teacher also emphasized the number of pages in the book.

Makoto Futaba took out his textbook. He first glanced at Nana in the morning, and found that the other party was looking at the blackboard intently, with no expression of joy or sorrow on his face.

Futaba Makoto had no choice but to support his face with one hand, yawning as if sleepy.

Sure enough, he still had to explain it to Nana. After all, it was not good to keep misunderstanding, but he didn't know how to speak, and he had not seen Nana look so angry and aggrieved for a long time.

Did you do it wrong?
Futaba Makoto began to doubt himself.

Inadvertently, he suddenly noticed that Gong Baiyuyou, who was beside him, seemed to be observing himself, and his eyes were as calm as ever, just like the ancient water in a deep well couldn't make waves.

Shuangye Cheng was a little puzzled, so he asked with his mouth: what's the matter?
Gong Baiyuyou gently shook her head.

Shuangye Cheng had to continue the class, and in less than half a minute, he turned his head again - at this time Gong Baiyu's eyes still stayed on him.

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

At this time, Gong Baiyuyou handed over the notebook——

[ω) I don't have a textbook. ]
"It turned out to be the reason... Teacher." Shuangye Cheng looked at it, and then raised his hand directly, which attracted the eyes of the classmates.

The teacher also asked, "What's the matter, Futaba-san?"

"Student Gongbai doesn't have any textbooks, so I'll make a table with her." Shuangye Cheng said.

"Okay." The teacher nodded, there was nothing wrong with that.

Futaba Cheng stood up, then put his table and Gong Bai Yuyou's table together. After sitting down, the scent on the tip of the nose became stronger. Gong Bai Yuyou always had a refreshing floral fragrance on her body. Don't know where it came from.

Little did she know that this scene fell into Nana's eyes in the morning, but she clenched her skirt tightly.

Obviously just wanted to sit closer, Ah Cheng, the big carrot chicken.

Makoto Futaba didn't notice Nana's reaction in the morning, he spread the textbook flat in the middle of the desk: "Okay."

Continuing the class, Makoto Futaba, who was sleep-deprived, soon fell asleep because of the biological clock.

Gong Baiyuyou retracted his gaze from the textbook at this time, but found that Shuangye Cheng lay on the table and fell asleep beside him.

When Futaba Cheng fell asleep, he was very quiet, with straight eyebrows like a sword, a high nose bridge and a tough face like a knife, even if he was asleep at this time, he always attracted people's attention.

Gong Baiyu looked at him quietly.

A second later, she took out her notebook and began to scribble. About a minute later, a manga-like Makoto Futaba appeared in her notebook.

Gong Baiyuyou skillfully began to split the mirror, and then in the comic squares, there appeared boys and girls with simple strokes. The boy's appearance was very similar to Futaba Makoto's comic image, and the girl was a man with long black hair. And the three-none girl with Peas Eyes.

The first comic square: Boys are sleeping in class.

The second comic square: The girl sneaked under the table after noticing it.

The third comic box: The boy woke up immediately, looked around in a panic and reminded the girl in a low voice.

Fourth comic square:  …

Stop writing.

Gong Bai Yuyu recalled the material he had taken in the classroom with Futaba Makoto, and seemed to have found new inspiration.

However, in this case, you have to collect more materials.

Gong Baiyu drew on the notebook quietly, his eyes waved.

At this time, the teacher who was teaching on the podium noticed Gong Baiyuyou's appearance and nodded with satisfaction.

It is very valuable for an excellent classmate like Gong Bai Yuyu to take notes seriously in class. It is no wonder that she can become the head of the grade. As for Futaba, who sleeps next to her, she must be studying very late every night. sleep.

Two really good kids.

The teacher continued to lecture, and his volume increased a lot, for fear that the students in the back row would not be able to hear.

After two classes in a row, Shuangye Cheng woke up leisurely.

The table was still in the state of the table with Gong Baiyuyou, and after Futaba Cheng yawned, he realized what Gong Baiyuyou was drawing on the side.

Although a little curious, he didn't go to peek.

It's impossible to draw a book in the school in broad daylight. If someone finds out, wouldn't it be a death sentence on the spot.

The third class was physical education, and Takahashi Tetsuya came over:
"Acheng, we have to change clothes. It will be gym class later."

"Okay." Shuangye Cheng nodded and glanced at Gong Baiyuyou, "I'm going to change clothes, don't you bring your sportswear?"

After all, he had never seen Gong Baiyuyou's backpack, not only a textbook for class, but maybe even a sports suit.

Gong Baiyuyou shook his head, and motioned Futaba Cheng to change his clothes.

"Then I'll go first." After Shuangye Cheng finished speaking, he stood up and Takahashi Tetsuya left the classroom, but he still subconsciously wondered if Gong Baiyuyou would be fine without even wearing a doll costume.

Walking in the aisle outside the classroom, Tetsuya Takahashi finally couldn't help but ask:
"I said Ah Cheng, what is the relationship between you and Gong Bai?"

"What's the matter?" Shuangye Cheng thought for a while and stretched out his finger, "Strictly speaking, comrade-in-arms."

"Comrade-in-arms?"

"It can also be said to be an ant on a rope." Makoto Futaba said.

Takahashi Tetsu also looked at Shuangye Cheng, and after a few seconds he suddenly sighed: "But why do I feel like you are in love."

"Love?" Shuangye Cheng was stunned for a moment.

(End of this chapter)