"My English score is a bit poor, but my Chinese is very good." Teacher Imai Shunkatsu said.
"Thank you, teacher." Yu Xian, a young student, took the test paper.
When get out of class was over at noon, Mr. Imai called him into the office for a heart-to-heart talk.
"It's not easy to get such a score while sleeping in class." Teacher Imai likes the child in front of him from the bottom of his heart. He is good-looking, kind-hearted, and very talented.
"I was sleeping on my stomach in class because I was sick?" Teacher Imai asked.
Yu Xian childishly nodded.
In fact, I didn’t get much rest because I stayed up late writing.
Moreover, during the exam, in order to obtain ordinary grades, I also worked very hard to score points.
Mathematics and English are relatively easy to score, just make a few more mistakes. Chinese is a bit more difficult, mainly because you can’t make mistakes. You can get some points no matter which aspect you write, so you can only write the composition deliberately.
A little bit worse, especially if you have to endure the strong desire for expression in your heart and rack your brains to write a qualified running account.
"I won't do it next time." Yu Xian bowed and apologized.
It’s not that there won’t be a next time, it’s that there will never be a next time.
Card points are no longer needed.
This should be his last time in class.
During morning practice, he called Principal Kazuki Sawano and explained his plan to join Class S.
No one knew how happy the principal was. He almost smashed the fish tank on his desk by mistake, and even wanted to make the little goldfish into a grilled fish for Yu Xian's junior student to entertain himself.
The production of Class S nameplate magnetic cards has begun.
The scholarship is fully funded and tripled.
By the afternoon at the latest, this month's scholarship will be credited to the ID card and sent to him along with the card.
The performance in the cultural performance report will be promoted in the first round of comprehensive media tomorrow. Whether from Tokyo or Osaka, even in the remote countryside, his singing can be heard.
The initial information for applying for the Tokyo ranking has been submitted by the Tokyo University Art Headquarters to the Council of Ministers for review. After the review is completed, the Council of Ministers will set an initial ranking for Yuzuru.
Six students in Class S are preparing a welcome party for him.
We originally planned to go to a high-end restaurant in Ginza to have a party, but due to the news of Shen Huiling's participation, everyone's training volume increased to more than five times that before, and they were too tired to spare time and energy.
So I planned to celebrate in the training room.
The happiest one among them was Chie Fujiwara. She bought several large boxes of snacks and carried them over by herself.
Next came Natsume Qingyin. This girl from the Royal Sisters family happily changed into a small dress and dressed up specially. Maybe she wanted Yu Xian's childish eyes to stay on her for a while longer. It can be said that it was very beautiful.
Common teenage thoughts.
Kiruma Hiiragi was also very happy.
Yuxian Zhisheng is not only a companion to him, but also a master-like existence.
He is a very grateful child. Although his family is very poor and his scholarship money is usually spent, this time he spent the pocket money he had saved for a long time and bought several large boxes of Bozi soda.
Black Mutong is okay.
She is just a tsundere, nervous and looking forward to it.
But his face was calm, as if Yuxian Zhisheng owed her money and refused to pay it back.
Huai Yiyong, the squad leader of Class S, said it was okay. Yuxian came as a child anyway, and it did not affect his status as squad leader. He had to follow his own instructions anyway.
But Sawano Kazuki just called him over for a chat.
Judging from the appearance of this orthodox principal, he seems to be trying to force him to step down.
Dahuai Yiyong expressed strong uneasiness.
Akagi Ryosuke patted his shoulder and said it doesn't matter, brother, I support you. As long as I'm here, you and I are like sleeping dragons and phoenixes. Even if that kid comes, he can't be arrogant. What's more, besides singing and knocking
Nothing but a bottle.
Dahuai Yiyong asked with a smile, "Should we show a little kindness and make him our little brother?"
Akagi Ryosuke shook his head and said that he was not qualified to be our little brother.
They both looked serious, as if they were having a meeting to discuss.
Kuro Mutong listened on the sidelines, trying very hard not to laugh.
Finally I couldn't bear it any longer and ran to the changing room, holding my stomach and giggling.
After a while, she came out calmly and said to these two wise men, I support you in accepting him as your younger brother.
Akagi Ryosuke nodded deeply and said that since you support it, then we will consider it.
Kurobutong once again held his stomach and got into the changing room.
Then they waited all morning and decorated the training room with colorful decorations.
Half of the snacks were eaten, and most of the Bozi soda was consumed, but Yu Xian was not born yet.
Principal Sawano was surprised when he walked in. What are you doing in such a big way? Yu Bao is still in class.
"Hurry up and pack up. The school bus from Class S in the Central District will be here soon." Kazuki Sawano said.
"What are Class S from Central District doing?" Dahuai Yiyong was puzzled.
"There is a competition today." Kazuki Sawano said.
"Are we going to compete with Class S from the Central District?" Akagi Ryosuke shrugged, without even thinking about it, I must be needed for such a big scene, there is really no way.
"This is a competition between him and Central District S Class."
...
"get out of class is over." Teacher Imai Shunkatsu said.
The students stood up and bowed, but all looked at Yuxian Zhisheng.
The news of Yuzuru's transfer to Class S was notified to the general education area before the last class at noon. Teacher Imai Shunkatsu entered the classroom five minutes early to tell the students in the class the news.
The time we spend together is actually very short.
Counting it down, it’s less than a week.
But Yu Xian's youth had already left a deep impression on them.
First, he stood up for Aoi Takura, who has albinism, and usually gave everyone small gifts. When it was his turn to be on duty, the classroom would be cleaned spotlessly, and he would speak very gently.
But today he is leaving.
Even though he's right next door.
But it is this wall that opens the chasm between life.
The female class monitor organized the female students in the class to fold a lot of paper cranes. In fact, no one listened carefully during this class and kept making small movements with their hands. In the end, Teacher Imai Shunkatsu stopped teaching and instead talked about his youth.
At that time, everyone knew that he did it on purpose, so the boys also folded paper cranes together.
There are not too many paper cranes, they are packed in a plastic bag.
The female monitor smiled and handed the bag containing the paper cranes to Yu Xian's hands.
"Yu Xian-san, can we see you on TV in the future?" she asked.
"I will." Yu Xianzhisheng put the bag into his schoolbag.
He packed up his textbooks, stood on the podium, and bowed to everyone.
The students clapped vigorously.
Until he walked out of the classroom and the teaching building, it seemed that he could still hear the warm applause.
...
Heimutong leaned against the doorpost and watched Yu Xian childishly approach step by step.
The look on her face was a little angry, and she kept tapping her feet wearing white canvas shoes.
"What's wrong?" Yu Xian childishly blinked.
He knew from Yuan and Yilong that Kurobutong was a arrogant girl, but he was not a sinner, and there was no need for her to make a bad face for him as soon as she came up.
"Just now, Kirima Hiiragi was beaten to tears by Class S from Chuo District."
Kurobutou suppressed the anger in his heart and whispered: "The students from Class S in the Central District read your art performance report and gave you the nickname Bottle Man. Kirima Hiiraichi became angry and wanted to fight with him.
He competed to stand up for you, and then he was defeated and was hiding in the dressing room wiping his tears alone."
"Actually, with Kiruma's strength, he will not be defeated, but the opponent chose the piano music reenactment competition."
"Piano music reproduction competition?" Yu Xian asked naively.
"Yes, both parties each come up with a piano piece. After I play it once, you can reproduce my piece. After you finish playing it, I will reproduce yours. Let's see who can reproduce the other's piece more accurately."
"The other party is very despicable. He knew that Hiiragi Kirima only had the song "Higashino's Hometown", so he made preparations in advance. But what the other party brought out was a T3-level piano piece bought from the treasury. It was difficult to just listen to it.
It reappeared once, so Kirima Hiiragi lost."
"Yeah." Yuxian nodded naively.
He had seen this kind of competition rules in a movie called "The Pianist on the Sea".
But does this have anything to do with me...I didn't ask him to compare.
Nicknames are not something worth caring about. The more famous a person is, the more they will be hated by villains. Not to mention nicknames, some people will say anything to disgust you, and will even deliberately intercept clips of your speech to show them to you.
You put the hat on.
If you can't even bear this blow, it will be very dangerous to enter society. After all, verbal violence is merciless.
To be honest, I don’t even care about the dirty things other people say, I just turn around and do whatever I need to do.
If you take it seriously, it will make you look ridiculous.
A truly strong person must first be able to see people clearly. If an important person says harsh words to you, then you definitely need to pay attention to it. If it is an irrelevant little bug who says it, you will lose if you ignore it.
He has experienced a lot of this before and understands that it is the same no matter which world he is in. He has long been indifferent.
"Do you think this has nothing to do with you?"
Seeing Yu Xian's innocent look on his face, Kuroki's childishness came out.
"This has nothing to do with me in the first place."
Yu Xian was stunned.
"Don't you know that Class S in the Central District is here for you?" Kurobutou shouted.
Instantly, I felt that the Class S magnetic card in my hand was a bit hot.
It's really hard to get this triple scholarship. It's just a fantasy to try to fish in it. The money has just arrived and it's not enough to keep you warm. Now the trouble is coming.
"Don't forget that you still owe me a favor." Hei Mutong said.
"Remember." Yuxian nodded naively.
"Well, you can repay the favor you owe me now. I ask you to participate in this competition, severely defeat the Class S students in the Central District, and avenge Kirima Hiiragi."
Heimutong paused, a little uneasy: "Is this within your ability?"
