Kanagawa Taoist College Students

Little cousin is coming, Li Xuehao naturally welcomes, but to his surprise, Huang Jinqi Huang Sir has actually succeeded with his boss madamlee confession, can come to Japan for honeymoon, this speed is really fast.

Hanging up the phone with the non-stop little cousin, Li Xuehao returned to the room upstairs.

Another person was alone in the sleep of the next morning, got up and washed and changed the school uniform, and had eaten the breakfast made by Chiba Sayuri's increasingly exquisite cooking. Li Xuehao took the bag out of the door.

Going to school now has become his habit, not just as coping as before, because in school, there are people and things that he deserves.

When a person came to Sakurano High School, it actually started a light rain. Before the Ming Dynasty, he saw the sun rising, and it changed into a sky in a blink of an eye.

Some students took their bags and put them on their heads and quickly rushed into the school.

At the door, the members of the disciplines of the two duty officers maintained order, and they even ignored the rain that was getting worse and he insisted on his position meticulously.

Li Xuehao didn't want to be too special. He also picked up his bag and kept it on his head. But he didn't fly like other students, but he didn't walk.

It seems that a lot of rain has been drenched. In fact, under his secret hands and feet, there is basically no dripping. If you don't want to be too exaggerated, he can even not rain.

When I walked into the teaching building, I finally put down my schoolbag. Many students shook the rain on their bodies and changed into the indoor shoes.

Li Xuehao changed the indoor shoes and came out from the shoe rack. A big drink suddenly came from the door: "True--"

The loud drink did not scare him, but it scared a lot of girls and timid boys.

"Nakamura predecessors, is there anything?" Looking at the tall Nakamura Takashi ran over, Li Xuehao was not too cold, because there were many students around watching it.

"Please accept me as a disciple." Nakamura Takashi did not hesitate, ran to him, directly pushed Jinshan down the jade column and kneel down, not care about how many pairs of eyes would be shocked by the public.

"Do you misunderstand what?" Li Xuehao slightly retired two steps, he did not have the habit of being worshipped.

"No, please be sure to accept me as a disciple, please, Master Zhong!" Nakamura Takashi is very sincere, looking up and looking at him with all his face.

"Stop--" Li Xuehao was a little crying and laughing, even the "Master" was called out. Is this going to help him become famous?

Nakamura Takashi is the minister of Judo, and handsome and handsome, tall and tall, not only in Sakurano High School, but even in the whole Kanagawa Prefecture, is a celebrity-level high school student, almost no one in the school does not know him. Especially those girls who are glaring at him, if they know that he is so "worshiping" himself, it is estimated that he will become a "public enemy" of girls at once.

"Are you promised, Master Zhong!" Nakamura said that he agreed.

"No, I don't have the habit of collecting people. Okay... even if you want to accept the apprentice, you will only accept cute girls, Nakamura predecessors, unfortunately, you are not a girl." I thought I had a female apprentice, Seto Yoko. Li Xuehao still changed his mouth, and in this way, he can also seal the mouth of Nakamura’s history.

Sure enough, after listening to his words, Nakamura’s history was obviously shocked and stunned.

"There is one thing, I won't be judo. Even if you want to teach you something, it is completely different from what you learned before. You still find a judo master, Nakamura predecessor." Li Xuehao didn't want to blow him too badly. After all, Although Nakamura’s history is sometimes like a madman, it is not a bad person.

"Really?" He couldn't teach his judo. Nakamura's history has finally restored his spirit. He doesn't want to be rejected because he is not a girl. It's too pathetic.

"Yeah." Li Xuehao nodded.

"Well, it seems that I can only find a master of judo." Nakamura Takashi stood up from the ground, and there was no trace of his face. Because of the shyness and embarrassment of the teacher in the public, the mood was smooth.

"Yes, then... Goodbye!" Li Xuehao didn't want to do more entanglement with him. Many of the students around him saw the scene just now, and it is estimated that it will spread throughout the campus soon.

"Wait a minute, really." Nakamura Takashi did not intend to "leave" him, and grabbed his shoulders. Li Xuehao wanted to avoid it. Think about it.

"Really, I am not merciless, and my sister has been so badly beaten. Do you have no humble attitude as a younger generation to face the predecessors?" Nakamura Takashi, who has no teacher's mentality, said with great enthusiasm, but in his tone There is not much blame, but with some gloating, it seems that I am very happy to see his sister ugly.

"I am going to the classroom." Li Xuehao wants to turn a blind eye. This kid is also a white-eyed wolf. It is conceivable that he is usually suppressed by his sister.

"Now I haven't been in class yet, I said your kid, don't think that you can put people in your eyes when you are strong. If you say, I am also your predecessor, although I don't mind if you are rude to me, but Is it so difficult for me to speak?” Nakamura’s history is somewhat dissatisfied, and more is the tone of a woman who is abandoned by her husband.

Li Xuehao couldn’t help but hear goose bumps. I didn’t know that Nakamura’s history had such a side. I remember that when he first met, he was very proud and disdainful. But now it’s like changing someone, is this true? temperament?

While squatting up his shoulders and going upstairs, Nakamura’s history did not treat himself as an outsider: "Hey, how did you do with Fuyuan and a second-grade junior? How did it happen? Fuyuan is not angry, this is really Too amazing, in my imagination, if Fu Yuan does not kill you, he will kill the second-grade juniors, but she did nothing. This is the strangest..."

Seeing the incarnation of Nakamura Takashi became a gossip man, and Li Xuehao’s quirky response responded coldly: "No comment."

Nakamura Takashi was slightly disappointed, but quickly converges with a disappointing expression and continues to ask questions: "Well, this is just my personal curiosity, you don't have to answer me. Now I seriously ask you a question, you Have you ever defeated the master of Phytosanitary?"

"Yeah." Li Xuehao nodded faintly.

Nakamura Takashi sighed with a sigh: "The sister did not have the hope of revenge. She had already returned to Tokyo yesterday, saying that she would learn the most powerful moves with the Master Zhizhi, and then defeat you. Now even the Master Zhi Zhi is not your opponent. Even if my sister learned, I can't beat you."

Li Xuehao did not expect Nakamura to be so persistent, but he did not pay attention to this point. No matter whether Nakamura learned the "most powerful move", he could not defeat him. Of course, he will not fight her again.

When I came to the door of the Class C classroom for a year, Nakamura’s history had not yet planned to leave, and he walked into the classroom with him, and he said that he had a big call, and he left.

When he left, he also showed very "reluctance". Li Xuehao once again felt "scarred" and wondered if Nakamura had some special hobbies, and he would stay away from him next time.

After Nakamura’s long history left, Yamamoto was too sneaky to come over and see his eyes full of weirdness: “In the true world, did you really accept the Nakamura predecessors?”

"Hmm?" Li Xuehao looked at him and didn't understand what he was referring to.

"I am saying, did you really accept the marriage proposal of the Nakamura predecessors?" Yamamoto said too loudly, and he seemed very angry. The sound was loud enough for the other classmates in the class to hear, and then looked over together.

"Cough..." Li Xuehao almost didn't get drowned, couldn't help but glance at Yamamoto's good, "Good, do you want to die?"

"Look at it yourself." Yamamoto said too much, pointing the phone screen directly at him.

Li Xuehao looked at the past and found that it was a video. The video footage happened to be the scene of Nakamura Takashi’s knees on his knees. There was also a text next to him. It was said that the minister of Judo Society, Nakamura Takashi, and a junior in the lower grades confessed that The younger people finally accepted him.

"Who uploaded this?" After reading this video of distorted facts, Li Xuehao was out of the ground and angry. Is he always showing a low-key, so many people think he is very bully? Moreover, what happened not long ago was made in a blink of an eye, and he had to be suspicious of whether someone deliberately targeted him and poured water on him.

"I have a look, here is the uploader's screen name, Qian Liji..." When Yamamoto was too famous to read his name, there was a moment of blasphemy on his face.

Li Xuehao immediately noticed: "Do you know her?"

Yamamoto was shaking his head with a smile: "I know her, but she doesn't know me. I don't know if you have heard of her name. She is the minister of the Frontier News Agency.

Fujiki Thousand Miles? Li Xuehao frowned, this is a strange name, he heard it for the first time.

"In the real, the name of the schoolmaster is called Fujiki." Yamamoto said that he added a sentence.

"That is, this vine is thousands of miles and the schoolmaster has a blood relationship?" Li Xuehao looked at him, but the head of the school appeared, the middle-aged man with a half-bald hair and a slight blessing, was enrolled in school. He was seen at the ceremony.

"Yes, Fujiki is the daughter of the school's director. It can be said that we are the big lady of our Sakurano High School." Yamamoto Ryo added.

"No matter who she is, it is not worth forgiving to do this kind of thing." Li Xuehao understands the meaning of Yamamoto's good, implying that his partner is the daughter of the principal, so there is no need to be too much. However, this time, let's endure, then next time?

"Well, if you want to avenge her, I am with you, really." Yamamoto is too tempted to pat his chest.

"Well?" Li Xuehao looked at him with a special look. He generally encountered such troubles. He should be able to avoid it. When did he know how to advance and retreat together?

"Cough..." Yamamoto is too light and coughs, and his face is unnatural. "I told you, is Fujiki and the pure predecessor dead?"

Li Xuehao suddenly realized that he was venting his girlfriend and also said when this guy turned his temper.