"You have to send me a text message when you get to school, and even after school! Do you know the address of the rented house over there? Brother can't take care of you every day like before. Do you have to let me know where you go and what you do? No.

If you don't answer my call, you can't make me worry, understand?" Ye started to be verbose early in the morning, like an elderly grandma exhorting her grandson who was about to travel far away.

"I know, the most verbose brother in the world, if you keep nagging me, I won't be able to go to school in time!"

"Anyway, if you need anything, just contact me, got it?" Ye added uneasily after he put the cabbage in the car.

"I know!" Daichi smiled bitterly. The car finally set off. Her ears were finally a little clearer. The car was very warm. Daichi fell asleep in the car. When she woke up, she was already at the gate of the Youth School. She got out of the car.

Then he saw Tezuka standing not far away, and next to him was Fuji Shusuke, whom he met at the street tennis court last time. Why were they standing there? With doubts, Oculus walked over: "Good morning, Tezuka,

Fuji. Aren’t you going in?”

"We are waiting for you." Fuji said with a smile, "Your brother called and asked us to take good care of you."

Brother? Sure enough, he had said hello in advance. But for the sake of her own peaceful life in the future, Oculus' intuition told her that she should stay away from these tennis princes at school. Those fan groups were not just for decoration, "It doesn't matter, I

I’m not a disabled person, so it’s okay for me to be alone.”

"Does Xiaoli want to keep a distance from us?" Fuji began to exude his dark side.

"No," a gust of cold wind blew from Daichi's back, "I just don't want to trouble you. Besides, it's okay to be alone."

"Then you can come to us if you need anything." Tezuka, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, and then walked towards the teaching building. Fuji waved and left. Five minutes after they left, Ocula began to regret it, because she had just come to Qingxue.

She didn't know the road at all, and the school bell had just rang, and there were no classmates around to ask for help. She had to search from floor to floor, hoping to be lucky enough to find the classroom immediately, but she didn't find herself until she climbed to the top.

Classroom. Standing awkwardly at the door, the teacher's murderous gaze shot at Xiaoxiao like a knife: "You are the new transfer student? Why don't you have any concept of time?"

She knew she was wrong, so she smiled sheepishly and apologized. "Come in quickly, it won't be the same next time. There is an empty seat next to Tezuka-san, you can sit there." Tezuka? She turned to look at the back row,

Seeing the serious Tezuka, I suddenly regretted why I didn't follow Tezuka to the classroom just now. When I heard that Sato Ozu was going to sit next to Tezuka, the girls in the classroom immediately looked at Ozu viciously, as if to warn her not to get close to them.

Prince Tezuka stuck out his tongue uneasily and quickly walked to his seat and sat down. A white hand appeared in front of his eyes. Tezuka handed over a mathematics book and pointed to the page number. He cast a grateful look.

He took out his book and started to listen carefully to the lecture. Hearing the knowledge he had already mastered, he felt bored. He turned around and saw Tezuka's side face listening carefully to the lecture. He was immediately fascinated. He took out his sketchbook and started to divide the paper into black and white.

Two pieces. As the bell rang, Ocula also finished painting. There is always a special feeling in the profile of Tezuka in the painting.

"The class schedule is posted next to the podium. The next class is English."
Chapter completed!