Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 108 The Difficulties of the Handsome Guy in Tokyo

The burning sensation lingered in the abdomen and gradually turned into pain.

Natsume Qingyu, who was curled up, had no choice but to open his eyes.

What an annoying way to wake up, last night's cake was too strong.

Slightly angry, he woke up the alarm clock that was still sleeping, and got up on time despite the noise.

When I came out of the toilet, my limbs suddenly felt relaxed, and my whole body felt as light as if a huge burden had been lifted off.

Yawning and opening the curtains, the summer sun secretly wakes up early.

The sunlight, which could not feel the temperature for the moment, penetrated into the room, and he stretched.

He moved his body again, dispelling most of the sleepiness.

A person's summer vacation has begun.

Natsume Kiyoha stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and stood blankly for a few minutes, thinking about the upcoming summer vacation arrangements.

Take off your pajamas and put on summer clothes suitable for going out.

Go into the bathroom, tidy up, and then go back to bed to tidy up.

Before finally leaving the house, he leaned the fufu doll, which was still functioning steadily, against the head of the bed and sat upright.

Everything is wonderful, just...

You have to make breakfast yourself.

"Your Majesty, please have a meal."

Natsume Qingyu held the dinner plate and gently opened the door of her mother's room, mumbling.

After being woken up, Ms. Hanada sat up on the bed like a zombie and took off her disheveled hair.

"Son, you must also learn to enjoy the holidays. It's not bad to get up late occasionally. If you sleep until noon, you can save one meal... instead of two meals. Isn't it wonderful? A holiday without sleeping in is completely It's a waste of life. Of course, it's too late to save lives now. As long as you go back to your room immediately, lift off the quilt and jump in, you can...sleep back and continue to replenish your soul."

After saying the last sentence, Ms. Hanada yawned, rolled up the quilt and lay down again.

She's saving her vacation.

The waiter Natsume Kiyoha, who was carrying the dinner plate, pulled the quilt on her mother's body with one hand and started tug of war.

“Once a self-disciplined person has lazy thoughts, he will be ruined.”

"Son, mom wants to discuss something with you."

Ms. Hanada gave up her struggle, and Natsume Kiyoha also stopped what she was doing.

"What."

"On the road to self-discipline, can you please not take Mom along with you?" Ms. Huatian's eyes were sincere, "Mom, I don't want to be self-disciplined."

Talking about self-discipline to a lazy person is worse than killing her.

"But then, the pastry shop will have to get up early for baking, so I'd better adapt to it in advance, which can be regarded as working hard for the future." Natsume Qingyu shook his head helplessly.

"How about we keep doing our job? If that doesn't work, mom will do odd jobs and clean for you."

The late emperor's business venture collapsed, and Ms. Hanada retreated.

"No, a gentleman's words are hard to follow." Natsume Qingyu stopped what he was doing and showed a terrifying smile.

"But I'm a woman."

"..."

After a lot of trouble, Ms. Huatian lost all sleep and began to enjoy her son's loving breakfast.

"Are you going out?" she asked as she stuffed bacon into her mouth.

"Well, during the rest of the summer, I want to achieve overtaking in corners!" Natsume Qingha picked up all the dolls on the floor of her mother's room.

Ms. Hanada subconsciously wanted to ask, whose car should I overtake?

Before the words came out, she quickly reacted.

"Is it Xiaolingyin?"

"She's right." Natsume Qingyu nodded.

"So honest."

"Having the courage to admit shortcomings is a kind of strength." Natsume Qingyu walked out the door, "Mom, I won't talk anymore, I have a lot to do today. You don't have to wait for me to eat at noon."

"Busy, please be busy, it's better to be busy." Ms. Huatian took a sip of hot milk, smiled gently, and switched her voice to an empty nester.

"You actually wish that your son was not at home, so that you could be free." Natsume Qingyu said firmly.

"How do you feel? You are the adult."

"Mom! You found it too late."

The Hanada family's only housekeeper gently opened the door.

I took the rickety tram to school and opened the door of the ministry in person.

He didn't see the smelly cat or the familiar figure. What greeted him was only dust and nasty dust mites.

But it doesn't matter, he's not here to participate in club activities.

After that, he started to be busy in the mobile classroom.

Open the windows to ventilate the air, blow away the dust accumulated on the bookshelves and books, and use a damp rag to polish the coffee table and window edges.

I went to the common area and borrowed a broom and mop to clean the floor, and put the dried rose arrangements in the flower bed outside the corridor.

After cleaning everything inside and out, Natsume Qingyu wiped away the sweat.

Only then did he take away the fruits of his labor with peace of mind, "The Courage to Be Disliked" on the bookshelf.

After closing the doors and windows, he left the school and went straight to Shibuya Electronics Street.

I walked into a film and television equipment store and wanted to buy photographic equipment.

But being hasty, he forgot that he didn't understand this at all.

I wanted to ask Suzune Hatsukano for help, but I don't know what happened? I can't even press the send button.

I had no choice but to ask the store clerk for help, told her all my thoughts, and asked her to help with recommendations.

After that, let's listen to the woman talk about the situation in detail, and it's a lot of trouble.

Natsume Qingyu estimated the amount in his mind.

I came to the conclusion that learning photography will starve to death sooner or later.

If it weren't for the free shipping, he would have given up on his dream of photography.

After paying the money, filling in the address, he told the smiling clerk to mail it back safely to him.

It's all ocean.

If he can't stand the trouble, of course he is talking about himself.

After that, as a planner, he turned left when he went out and found a bookstore.

I bought "Digital SLR Photography from Beginner to Master", "Master Lens - 100 Advanced Techniques for Shooting Blockbusters at Low Cost", "Master Lens - 100 Advanced Techniques for Shooting First-Class Conversation Scenes" and "The Essence of Photography" in one go. ""Invisible Editing" "The Grammar of Editing"...

Proper theoretical knowledge one-stop service, this summer he became a cabbage.

"Handsome, do you need to mail it?" the clerk asked when checking out.

After spending so much money, what’s still missing?
"Mail it back." Natsume Qingyu showed a kind smile and said it quite generously.

After walking out of the store, for multiple reasons, he immediately took out the pen he carried and crossed out the violin on the list.

The heart is strong, but the time and money are insufficient.

The remaining energy should be used on the right path to defeat the Demon King first.

The rest will be discussed later.

The morning passed quickly.

His lunch is a pork chop with rice.

…………

afternoon. The atmosphere inside a certain martial arts gym in Tokyo was solemn.

A middle-aged man wearing a white martial arts uniform stood aloof with his hands behind his back, and the hot summer wind blew away the last hair on his head.

There was deep worry between his brows, and his eyes followed the final stubbornness.

Suddenly, he exuded a majestic aura, like a Super Saiyan.

He turned his head and stared at the young man behind him with burning eyes.

"Young man, why do I see timidity in your eyes?"

"The master's aura is too strong. I don't know if I can control the martial arts inheritance for a while." Natsume Qingyu didn't dare to clasp his fists carelessly, for fear that the other party would lose the last stubborn anger and give in to him.

Also, anyone who meets an older chuunibyou will be stunned for a few seconds.

This is a rare creature.

"Okay." The middle-aged man's expression remained normal, "Why are you seeking me?"

"I paid the tuition." Natsume Qingyu replied truthfully.

"No, classmate, you misunderstood me." The middle-aged man coughed lightly, stabilized his momentum, looked out the window and said leisurely, "I'm asking, why did you choose me among the vast crowd?"

"Good quality and low price!" The boy shouted loudly.

Isn't it? When I first looked at the roster of personal trainers, this person was the cheapest.

It’s not about being short of money, but considering the cost-effectiveness.

I spent the least amount of money to choose the teacher who was most compatible with my soul.

As the saying goes, a good teacher not only imparts knowledge and skills, but also ignites the inner fire of students.

What's more, he is a talented player and does not need the other party to ignite the passion in his heart.

Because everyone is a middle school student.

"No, classmate! You still misunderstood me." The middle-aged man touched his bald head, seemingly furious, and turned his head again, "I'm asking about that desire deep in your soul! Why do you want to improve yourself? "

Natsume Qingyu became vigilant. It seemed that he was not sick and could not talk at all that day.

"Strengthen your body, cultivate your sentiments, nourish your soul, believe in love and justice, and safeguard world peace!" the young man replied resolutely.

"What an ambition this is! It can be said that false support is welcomed at the peak, and true believers are welcomed at dusk! Very good, you have passed all the tests and have officially become my closed disciple." The middle-aged man nodded. He raised his head and showed some relief on his weather-beaten face, "As a teacher, I will teach you everything I have learned in my life."

"Wait a minute!"

Following the young man's voice, the two looked at each other in silence for a while.

"Disciple, what else can you do?" The middle-aged man frowned, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

"Master, with your men's self-defense skills, are you confident that you can repel a lecherous woman?"

"As someone who has experienced this, I can understand your difficulties. Being handsome is indeed a fault sometimes, just like a woman who is too beautiful."

The middle-aged man stared straight at the delicate and handsome young man, a trace of fascination flashed in his eyes, that was his lost youth.

"So is it possible?" Natsume Qingyu asked.

"Superficial! How dare you question me?"

After a while, the middle-aged man waved his hand and walked quickly to the window. His back looked inexplicably lonely, and his tone changed from pride to emotion, "I come from a martial arts family, and I have learned unique kicking techniques since I was born. I haven't even learned to walk yet. In order to fall asleep peacefully, I had to listen to "Nunchaku" by the famous overseas singer Zhou Cake Lun. In kindergarten, I started doing chili pepper exercises and walked two kilometers a day. From elementary school to junior high school, I idolized Saitama and insisted on doing a hundred push-ups. , a hundred sit-ups, a hundred squats and a ten-kilometer long-distance run, improved endurance and physical fitness. Even if I meet senior opponents, I can leapfrog and compete! For this reason, I still don’t have a girlfriend. I have been improving my martial arts and eager to reach the top. After half a lifetime of hard work, I have achieved such a brilliant achievement today."

At the end of his words, he slowly turned back, his eyes shining with golden light.

"What achievement?" Natsume Qingyu touched his nose.

"P.E. teacher."

Natsume Qingyu raised his head slightly, feeling his thoughts surging.

Fuzzy intertwined lines shuttle through the nerves like fish.

Finally, he gave up thinking and chose to follow his heart.

"Refund."

Natsume Kiyoha held the first half of the curse words in her heart in the elegant spirit of a handsome Tokyo guy.

He pouted, turned around, opened the door, and prepared to run away.

Sure enough, cheap stuff doesn’t mean good stuff.

Maybe the physical fitness of the part-time physical education teacher outside the school is not as good as his.

"A physical education teacher from Tokyo University! Vice president of the Tokyo Taekwondo Association. He knows a little bit about kickboxing."

The middle-aged man suddenly grabbed the young man, and he was not going to let go of the God of Wealth.

As soon as these words came out, Natsume Qingyu stopped and became quiet.

Dongda's political status in Heguo is understandable.

Whether it is liberal arts or science, they are the future elites of society.

So, being an arts and sports student shouldn’t be too bad, right? What's more, he is also the second in command of the Taekwondo Association.

Natsume Qingyu decided to trust his own vision and never doubt the people he hired!

"Please master, please guide me."

"Sure enough, you should not be too low-key as a person." The middle-aged man glared at the young man, "Do you know what Zhou caught when I was one and a half years old?"

"Is it Tian Cong Yun Sword, Tian Yu Yu Zhan or Budu Yuhun?" Natsume Qingyu said casually.

"Naive, you only know the three mythical swords?" The middle-aged man concentrated.

"No, I just think this will make you look more handsome." Natsume Qingyu shook his head lightly, "May I ask Master, what did you catch?"

"Security baton."

"..." Natsume Qingyu's eyes turned into horizontal lines.

Why does this happen? Are both parents security guards?

Sensing the reappearance of distrust in the young man's eyes, the middle-aged man said:
"Don't underestimate it, it is a weapon to protect national security! It has hinted that I will have such a bright future since I was a child."

What an outrageous explanation.

"I have small ambitions. I don't seek to protect the greater self, but only protect the small self." Natsume Kiyoha tried to bring the patient back to the topic.

"Of course it's no problem." The middle-aged man pretended to be calm.

"Then if the other party has learned the women's self-defense technique and can fight a brown bear, what are my chances of winning if I learn it?" Natsume Qingyu asked sincerely.

He didn't react until he said it. How could self-defense be used in active attacks?
What a provocation to the spirit of the righteous partners!
as predicted.

The middle-aged man seemed to have noticed the injustice in the young man's words, and his face turned cold as if he was extremely disappointed.

"If it's not right, forget it..." Natsume Qingyu tried to smooth things over.

"That's wrong. With your physical appearance and talent, there is absolutely no problem in surpassing the former, but judging from the current situation..." The middle-aged man spread out a palm.

"Fifty-five!" Natsume Qingyu said excitedly.

"No."

"?"

Natsume Qingyu looked over with question marks.

I saw the middle-aged man's palms clenched, gritted his teeth, and said shyly:
"You have to pay more!"

Natsume Qingyu's brain immediately shut down, his expression became distorted, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Good guy, he finally understood it today.

It turns out that the biggest difficulty in becoming a handsome guy in Tokyo is not maintaining noble moral character, but money!

But how can a man who is upright and upright be content with the power of a woman?
In order to defeat the vicious woman in his heart, he risked his life.

　Thank you to all the families who have read this far!
　　Thanks to [Eternal Life] for the reward!

　　Thanks to [Pure Glory] [Book Friends 20230611131931087] [Book Friends 20220413093246012] [Book Friends 2023100424446919] for their monthly votes!

　　Thanks to all friends who voted for recommendation!

　　(This character will not appear later, because the male protagonist must be given a learning chapter.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)