Let’s talk about the fight between boys and girls the next morning. The eyes of the two little animals began to sparkle. The yearning expressions on their faces completely betrayed their inner thoughts. It seemed that,

It is indeed human nature to join in the fun. And the simpler the person, the more obvious it is.

Then, when Ono said that the squad leader and I fell down at the same time, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became quiet. I was drinking milk with a smile while listening to Ono's exaggerated story, and I suddenly felt a faint murderous aura around me. I hadn't seen it for a long time.

The feeling made my nerves tense instantly, and I looked out the window reflexively, but found nothing.

Ono was still talking about what happened that day with a face full of intoxication, not noticing anything wrong with the atmosphere at all.

"...This kind of thing usually only appears in romance novels. And in the end, the prince and princess will definitely experience a bumpy but romantic road to love..."

At this point, Ono has been completely immersed in his own fantasy, completely unaware of the growing murderous intent around him and the increasingly weird looks on the boys' faces... Since that day, every time he mentioned this

She will always fall into this state.

I was made more and more uncomfortable by this increasingly weird atmosphere. The murderous aura also made me worried that someone outside was following me, but I couldn't show it. After thinking about it, I still felt that I should find a reason as soon as possible.

It would be better to go home, so as to avoid causing trouble for Ono, Atobe and the others.

I put down my fork, stretched out my right hand in front of Ono and snapped my fingers. "Come back to your senses!"

Ono was brought back to reality by the snap of my fingers. He shouted at me dissatisfied: "Murong, you interrupted my thoughts again..."

I corrected me righteously: "That is an unrealistic fantasy!"

After hearing what I said, Xiaoye was unconvinced again.

"How could it be an unrealistic fantasy? Don't you think it's very romantic? Every girl would look forward to such a love, right?"

I raised my eyebrows without comment.

When Ono saw that I was silent, he turned around and asked Hyotei's people. As a result, he found that Atobe and Renzu had cold faces.

Ono felt bored and sat there muttering angrily. He kept talking about how it was unimaginative and not romantic at all...

I glanced out the window uneasily again. I was wondering about finding an excuse to go home first so as not to offend the old man sitting opposite me. At this time, he spoke.

"That's it for today! I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."

After saying that, Atobe took out the phone and called the driver.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart. God helped me, his uncle was so considerate today! Thinking of this, I couldn't help but showed a big smile to him. He was stunned for a moment, and then snorted.

Don't look away.

I was wondering in my heart, did I offend him by smiling at him? I couldn’t figure it out...

At this moment, the Trace Department is still struggling with what they just heard. Just now I heard Ono say that Murong and Tezuka fell together, and... The more I thought about it, the more unhappy I became.

Atobe's hands were tightly packed in his pockets, trying desperately to suppress the unhappiness in his heart that wanted to roar loudly. The environment and lifestyle he grew up in made him hide his emotions very well, but the feeling in his heart

The murderous aura emitted by the inexplicable anger still made Murong, who had always been sensitive, feel it.

Tezuka...I will not lose to you!

After secretly making this determination in his heart, Atobe stood up, put on his coat and strode out of the store.

I watched Atobe walk out of the store with a puzzled expression and walked into his extravagantly gorgeous special-purpose limousine. Then I turned my head and lowered my voice and said to the Hyotei people who were still sitting there: "What's going on with your minister today?"

Already? It feels weird..."

Xiangri also leaned over and imitated me and answered in a lowered voice: "I don't know what happened. I was in a good mood when I first came here. I even happily closed the store for a day and called all the clerks.

Come……."

"That's right, they also said they would give you double wages today!" Cilang also joined the discussion in a whisper.

"How can Atobu decide their wages?" Ono.

I looked at Ono expressionlessly.

"For them to say this, there is only one truth, and that is: this store is opened by the Atobe family!"

"Murong, you are so smart!" Xiang Ri and Ci Lang's low-pitched duet!

I smiled at them both, then turned to ask Ninzu: "What do you think? Atobe..." We turned around to look at Atobe sitting in the car at the door.

Renzu knew as soon as he looked at Atobe's frowning expression that the young master would go crazy if he was kept waiting any longer. So he smiled evilly and said, "I'll call you tonight to discuss this issue. Atobe

He is tired of waiting."

I nodded and said goodbye to them, then drank the milk in the cup in one gulp, turned to Xiaoye and said with a smile: "Let's go!"

When I walked out of the store, I was about to take a good look around, but suddenly I found that the murderous intention had disappeared inexplicably. I looked around carefully and found nothing special.

I'm a little confused. It's true that weird things happen every year, but there are so many this year. Atobe is the same, and so is the murderous aura...

"Hey Murong, since we're all out today, why don't we stop by and buy some Christmas gifts!" Ono said happily looking at the newly opened large supermarket not far away.

I took a closer look. There were two big words "Special Offer" written on the banner hanging in the supermarket. My eyes flashed. In the past, in order to raise tuition for myself, almost everything I bought was on sale.

Now that I see this familiar word again, the blood in my body boils again.

Hum hum, I dare to take the second place in the rush to buy. I haven’t met anyone who dares to take the first place so far. Just think of it as a nostalgia for the previous life!

"Okay! Let's set off now!" I said with high spirits, looking at the banner.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Ono waved his hand, and the two of us ran straight towards the supermarket.

In the evening, Renzu did call me. However, after talking to him, not only did I not understand, but I felt even more confused. When I was in college, adolescent psychology has always been my weakness, and I am a teenager.

At that time, just thinking about how to fill one's stomach, the brain cells were not enough. How could there be time to rebel in the United States! Today's children are becoming more and more unpredictable because of their good material conditions.

.The Ono family is quite ordinary and their thoughts are easy to understand, but Atobe and Ninzu always feel that there is a generation gap with them and they can't understand what they are thinking.

And here, Renzu frowned as soon as he closed the phone. Did Murong really chase Yukimura so crazily before? Or were those rumors made up by the eldest lady of the Ito family? Atobe's emotions even made Yue Ren and Yukito.

Cilang and the others could feel it, but she still looked like she didn't understand at all. Is it because she was too slow, or was it just because of the reason?

What do you mean? Forget it, I have said everything I need to say, and the hint has been so obvious. If she doesn't understand it anymore, there is nothing I can do about it. But this is not bad, at least it will not be so boring. Moreover, Atobe seems to have

You haven't discovered your own feelings! This kind of story plot is more exciting. I really want to know what will happen next! It's really exciting.

At Christmas time, everyone was busy preparing for the graduation ceremony. Therefore, this originally joyful holiday could not help but bring with it a hint of sadness about the upcoming departure. However, this did not hinder everyone's enthusiasm for work.

In the drama club.

President Masao Shinno is standing on the stage, holding the script in his left hand and the paper trumpet Ono made yesterday in his right hand, where he is busy directing the chaotic crowd below the stage...

"...Ono, that banner needs to be raised a little higher...Yes, just get there...Chiba, that poster doesn't work, go get a more colorful one. And..."

Not only the drama club, but other clubs are also very busy.

On the tennis club side, the old members who have retired from the club have also put on sportswear and are guiding the juniors there. Everyone is also training seriously, because everyone knows that in a short time, these will lead everyone to become

The seniors who won the national championship went to the high school, and it would be difficult to get guidance from them. So everyone cherishes the remaining time.

Soon, the annual graduation ceremony of Qingxue finally arrived.

On this day, everyone wore very formal clothes to welcome the last day of junior high school. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself in the mirror. Today is the last time to wear the uniform of junior high school. Starting from tomorrow, I will

Say goodbye to this green vegetable outfit. Although I don’t think it looks very good, but when I think that this outfit can only be used as a souvenir from now on, I still feel a little reluctant to part with it.
Chapter completed!