Spare Me, Great Lord!

Lu Shu froze for a while when he entered the class. In his impression, the class should be full of seats. However, the island country is not. There are about 30 people in a class, and it will be re-classified every year. It is called the exercise of students' social skills.

The students in the class seem to have begun to ignore Yosuke Kirahara. Even when Lu Shu passed by a boy's desk, his schoolbag was also mischievously smeared with a sticker on the school bag. Lu Shu raised his eyebrows. There was no response.

Although I was irritable last night, the conservatives should not go out and talk everywhere, so Lu Shu ’s current establishment can still be stabilized ...

After all, lurking requires lurking, and Lu Shu knows that nothing can come in his own temper.

He walked back to his seat with his schoolbag attached to the poster, and Taniguchi's meticulously marked his seat wherever he was: the penultimate row and the third from the right.

As I continued to move forward, Lu Shu heard some people in the class discussing that this afternoon their high school was going to have a discussion with Kendo of the Kiyomizu High School. Yayoi Sakurai in the other school was very powerful.

Suddenly, he felt someone gently tearing away the stickers on his schoolbag. Lv Shu froze and turned to look back. A girl leaned out of her seat to help him uncover the stickers, and then to the front The boy glared: "Noguchi is expensive, you are too much!"

Those boys disagreed: "Chiba, you are too busy to do business, you have helped him for two years!"

"As long as I still have a class with him, I will continue to help," said the girl called Chiba.

Lu Shusi thought for a moment, maybe this girl had been re-classified twice since high school and Yosuke Kirahara had a class? And still protect this Yosuke Kirahara? What a strange feeling ...

Lu Shu didn't really have a sense of substitution for Yosuke Tongyuan. Even the girl named Chiba said justice for him, he didn't feel much thankful.

Tongyuan Yosuke's class is on the first floor. He looks out the window with his chin in his arms. Xijing in autumn is beautiful, and the yellow leaves keep falling. Some students are holding brooms and sweeping the floor outside. This is probably today's daily status.

Chiba came to Lu Shu: "Tongyuan Jun, I heard that you are sick, are you better now?"

Lu Shu froze for a moment and said in Japanese: "Oh, much better, thank you."

After talking, Lu Shu continued to hold his head and looked out the window, and ... fell asleep ...

Suddenly a bell rang, and a paper ball smashed lightly on Lu Shu's head. Lu Shu wiped his face and raised his head. He happened to see several boys frolicking towards him. He looked down at the paper. The regiment just stopped rolling.

Everyone sets up ... Lu Shu reenters his head and continues to sleep. I do n’t know what happened. I thought that without taking the exams here, Lu Shu would have no interest in studying ...

In fact, Lu Shu is a very utilitarian and realistic person. In China, he is not a tycoon because he loves learning, but he understands learning and college entrance examination, which is the best shortcut to success and social resources at that time. .

He never made the ranking in the school, but for his own future.

Chiba looked at Lu Shufu's figure on the table during the class. She always felt that Yosuke Kirabara had changed, but she couldn't tell what was going on.

The girl next to her took out the mirror to tidy up her hair and suddenly said to Chiba: "Aren't you going to love Kirin?"

"No," Chiba quickly shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense, it's just that his parents have just passed away. As classmates, we should have cared about him."

Just finished, another paper ball hit Lu Shu's head ...

Lu Shu's fists suddenly clenched ... Man set ... Man set cannot collapse ...

I finally got to noon after school, and the students in the class took out their lunches one by one to prepare for lunch. At this time, several boys came to Lu Shu with their shoulders smiling, their school uniforms were considered handsome by them. Look on your shoulders.

Someone patted Lu Shu, who was still lying on the table: "Hey, Tongyuan, as a classmate, please share your bento for everyone."

Lv Shu looked up at him and found that he had n’t spoken yet. Someone took out the lunch box from his table bucket, and the boy shouted exaggeratedly when he opened it: "Wow, your parents died. Exquisite rice ball. "

The boy grabbed a rice ball and broke the orange salmon roe in his hand, and a grain of salmon roe was not damaged at all, and it was crystal clear.

Lv Shu could see that the Gukou literary generation was indeed distracted ...

"I said ... how do you put the rice **** back?" Lu Shu said calmly, and the people can't collapse!

Several boys looked at each other, seeming to be unbelievable, and then suddenly burst into laughter: "Tongyuan actually rejected us today! What a rare thing! Tongyuan, will you beat us?"

Lu Shu touched his head and slowly unbuttoned the neckline. All the students who were eating were suddenly shocked to see that Yosuke Tongyuan stood up and threw a punch at the boy in front of him with lightning punch. They didn't stop there, but they watched Yosuke Kirahara punch like a movie, punching, punching, and punching all seven boys in front of him.

At that moment, the overturned desks, the flying textbooks, and the mouths of the students who couldn't close, seemed to freeze.

In the afternoon, a lot of sunlight shone in the classroom, but the classroom was like an absurd stage play, and the protagonist, Yosuke Tongyuan, which everyone would only ignore.

Then, in the next moment, the sunlight was smashed into the swift figure of Yosuke Kirahara, and the light and shadow were reflected from the window on the opposite classroom wall ~ www.readwn.com ~ The light and shadow are beautiful and unreasonable.

Just five minutes later, Lu Shu returned to his desk and took his chopsticks, picking and choosing among 7 lunches ...

Lu Shu pointed at a yellow lunch box and suddenly asked, "Whose one is this?"

In a row of boys squatting in front of Lu Shu, a thin, short boy raised his hand carefully: "Mine."

"It's too salty. Put less salt tomorrow," Lu Shu pouted.

"Negative emotion value from Noguchi Yuki, +666 ..."

"Who is this stainless steel? How poor is your family, so cold ?!"

"From ..."

Lu Shu looked sadly out of the window, and his own set up was so collapsed!

Lu Shu felt that Nie Ting must have expected that his design would collapse sooner or later, but he must not have thought that he collapsed so quickly ...