Wandering in Tokyo, witches and monsters are all targeting me Chapter 33: If you want to know the number of first graders, you don't need to count them one by one.
Chapter 33: If you want to know the number of first graders, you don't need to count them one by one.
"Thank you for putting together the anime list for me so carefully, Takamatsu, you are such a good brother." He walked into the classroom with Tianhe Xia Li and passed by Takamatsu Junshan, Aikawa Yusheng patted him on the shoulder and said.
During the weekend, in order to further integrate into high school life, Aikawa Yusheng asked Takamatsu Kimiyama for a list of the most popular anime worth watching in modern times.
Prepare a rest day or every night to take a look when the marginal benefit of learning drops to 0. This can also increase the number of chat topics with your classmates.
Unexpectedly, Takamatsu Junshan was very serious and detailed. Not only did he have classifications, recommendation indexes, and highlights, but he also had no spoilers, and the recommendation copywriting was full of gimmicks.
"Why are you so polite? It's a trivial matter. At the same time, preaching is also my life belief." Gao Songjunshan patted his chest and looked sharply at the same time.
"Are you free tomorrow?" Aikawa Yusheng suddenly asked.
"Yes, I have."
"Are you free the day after tomorrow?"
"Yes."
"How about yesterday?"
"Isn't yesterday already over? I was busy clearing the old ring." Takamatsu Junshan didn't understand what Aikawa Yusheng wanted to express, and scratched his head in confusion.
"Oh, what a coincidence. If you were free yesterday, I would treat you to dinner and thank you very much."
With regret on his face, Aikawa Yusheng sat down in his seat, looked at the distant sky, and blocked his right ear - there was no need to listen to Takamatsu Junzan's words later.
"If you don't want to repay the favor, just say so, you bastard!"
Opening the window, the warm breath from outside squeezed into the classroom and invaded Aikawa Yusheng's body.
The pink color was replaced by emerald green, and the cherry blossoms almost disappeared. The only thing that can prove that they once existed is probably some pink residue under the tree that has not been swept away.
The sunlight became a little warmer, and the meridians of the zelkova leaves on both sides of the slope were illuminated clearly.
Today is April 25th, the third week of school, Monday.
Not long after, the sound of the heels of Itoigawa Maaei's high heels hitting the ground was heard outside the door.
"The results of last week's proficiency test have come out." With a faint smile, Itoigawa Marei looked around the classroom, watching everyone's expressions change from relaxed during the holidays to nervous.
After all, it is still a high-quality institution of higher learning, and everyone still values the results.
"Because it is just a basic test, the results will not be announced to the whole school. Students who do poorly in the test don't have to worry. However, in two weeks, we will have the first monthly test, and everyone's results will be posted on the
The grade wall on the first floor downstairs, when the time comes..."
Even at this time, Aikawa Yusheng was previewing the English textbook and swallowed subconsciously.
"Now, the students whose names I have reported come up and receive their score slips."
"Nishiguchi Yuka."
"arrive!"
"...."
"Aikawa Yusheng."
"arrive!"
Aikawa Yusei walked onto the stage and took the long and narrow piece of paper from Itoigawa Marei's hand. His strength far exceeded the limit of human beings, and he felt its heavy weight.
It’s time to witness the results of your hard work these past few weeks.
"I'll go to the office after school at noon." Itoigawa Marei said in a voice that only two people could hear when handing the score sheet to Aikawa Yuo.
Okay, Aikawa Yusheng already has a bad premonition.
In his seat, Aikawa Yusheng, who carefully opened the score sheet, saw this scene.
"...."
First of all, the full score for Chinese language and mathematics is 300 points, English is 200 points, and other subjects are all 100 points.
Now look at this score sheet again, what does it mean to be miserable?
Regardless of whether it is based on liberal arts or science, it is a problem that cannot be looked upon directly.
If 60% is considered a pass, Aikawa Yusheng only passed Chinese, English, politics and history, and except for Chinese, he still passed the three subjects.
"Nerd, how did you do in the exam?" Tianhe Xia Li received the score slip from behind Aikawa Yusheng. After coming down, he turned around and asked.
"It's about the same as expected." Aikawa Yusheng pushed his non-existent glasses with his index finger and said very calmly.
It was indeed similar to what I expected. The two subjects I spent the most time on were Chinese and English. Being able to pass the test in English proved that my efforts were not in vain.
"Tsk, people like you still say 'almost', and they definitely did very well in the exam. Let me guess, are you ranked in the single digits in the school, or in the top three?"
"That's what people like us should say when they fail the test?" Aikawa Yusheng asked humbly for advice. It is very likely that he will need to apply what he learned after the first monthly test.
"Oops, I didn't perform well this time. I didn't even get full marks in math. If only this question was good, maybe I could get more points for second place."
"That's about it." Tianhe Xia Li shrugged his shoulders after finishing his performance.
"This is too cheap." Yusheng Aikawa rubbed his chin and muttered, and it seemed that this was not in line with his own level.
"That's what a bitch is like."
"Classmate Tianhe, how did you do in the exam?"
Tianhe Xia Li held the score note against her chest. Even if she let go of her hand, the note would not fall. She leaned back defensively, looked at Aikawa Yusheng and said:
"Don't you know that you can't ask a girl's grades if they are the same as her age? But if we exchange score slips, then I don't mind."
"Forget it, I'm not interested in other people's results." Hearing this, Xiangchuan Yusheng waved his hands immediately, saying that he should wait until after the monthly test before embarrassing himself.
"whispering sound--"
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When school was over at noon, the orange-yellow sunshine filled the overhead corridor. Aikawa Yusheng declined the lunch invitations of several classmates and went to the office alone.
The office is located in a cool place with no sunshine, and a bit of air-conditioning seeps out from inside the door.
"Dong dong dong!" Aikawa Yusheng knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
Hearing Itoigawa Marei's voice, Aikawa Yuo opened the door and approached.
He paused for a moment and walked in with a little joy on his face.
There were three people in the office, two of whom Aikawa Yusheng knew.
One is the homeroom teacher Uigawa Marei, and the other is Kamizakura Kongfeng. The unknown person should be the homeroom teacher of Class B of the first grade. At the moment, he is talking to Kamizakura Kongfeng in a serious and thoughtful manner.
Seeing him walking in, Shangying Kongfeng just glanced at him lightly and stopped looking at him.
It's embarrassing to have poor grades, but if you know someone who has the same bad grades as you, you suddenly feel less shameful. Whether they are humans or monsters, they all have this strange mentality.
So the most powerful monster in the world felt a lot relieved.
"Here, Aikawa, sit down."
When Aikawa Yusheng came to her side, Itoikawa Mahei put down the red pen she was using to mark her homework. She looked at the boy who would blush even if she looked at him for a long time, and sighed with a headache.
"Aikawa, do you know how many people there are in our first grade class?"
"244?" The boy, who had his head lowered and looked like he was being scolded, looked at Itoigawa Marei tentatively and asked.
He is No. 243.
"You have a very clear understanding of yourself, but it is not clear enough. There are only 243 people in the first grade!" Reaching out to rub his temples, Itoigawa Marei picked up the red pen and used the pen cap to mark Aikawa Yusheng.
A tap on his shoulder.
"Or do you feel in your heart that there will be someone with worse grades than you?"
"No." There is absolutely no excuse at this time. Aikawa Yusheng is self-taught.
It's just that I originally hoped that Ying Kongfeng's grades would be worse than mine. After all, it was rare to see her study as hard as myself. At present, this wish has been shattered.