I Am Reaching The Pinnacle Of My Life In The Magic Card World

The ringing of the bell for the second period in the afternoon means that the whole day of classes at Tomoeda Elementary School is over. Sakura Country’s classes have six classes a day, and school ends at 15:00. The rest of the time is spent on club activities. Clean the house every day, and if you have nothing to do or have any social activities, you can go home directly.

Tsukasa stayed still in his seat, his art book still open. He didn't plan to go back so early. After this day, he realized deeply that there were still many shortcomings and things he didn't understand about Sakura Country's courses. In order not to fall behind In order to achieve good results, you must work a hundred times harder than others and be prepared to stay in the classroom alone to review your homework.

When he was bored, he looked around at the classmates who had left one after another, then looked at the dense clouds outside the window of Kinomoto's seat, and sighed to himself, what a damn weather, the clouds never dispersed, and it didn't rain. It counted every half hour on time. The thunder made some timid female students cry.

What is rare and surprising is that Kinomoto, a little loli by the window, really didn't feel the loud thunder at all. The same happened to Daidoji next to him. Not to mention the micro-expression on his profile, he didn't even frown, as if he was used to it. , during breaks outside class, Tsukasa would also look at each other, and the two lolita would whisper to each other, for fear of being overheard.

Investigating the reason, Tsukaichi, who knew the identities behind the two men, knew very well that he had expelled the Thunder Beast that could not jump in the sky for a few days. Before this Thunder Beast, Kinomoto had several combat experiences in conquering the Clow card, and Daidoji, a die-hard bestie, will not miss any scene where Sakura excels. As the saying goes, once she is born, she is familiar with it twice, and she is familiar with it three times.

Everyone knew with their butts that Kinomoto must have noticed that the clouds contained the magic power of the Clow card, and was probably discussing how to take it back. Tsukasa, who is familiar with the plot, could only say with regret that before Hong Kong Kuo arrived, Kinomoto would not even think about it. Conquered.

"Yukoshita-san, can you leave your seat? We have to clean up."

A pleasant female voice floated into Tsukasa's ears. Following the source of the sound, at some point there was a little girl standing next to his desk, holding a broom tightly. The little girl's conspicuous and soft chestnut hair was slightly... With cute and cute facial features, you can truly understand the meaning of kawaii only when you look at it up close.

He silently left his seat and walked towards the garbage dump. In the puzzled eyes of Kinomoto and Daidoji, he grabbed a broom and said to the two classmates: "There is strength in numbers. Let's work together. This way we can go faster." Finish cleaning."

Tomoyo and Sakura looked at each other, each cleaning their own sections, with a clear division of labor, efficiency, effectiveness and convenience. There was no communication between the three of them during the whole process. One of them didn't like to talk, and the other couldn't talk about topics between best friends when outsiders were around.

Just like this, the garbage was swept into a pile. Tsukasa took the initiative to take out the garbage, and without waiting for their reaction, he went downstairs carrying the garbage bag.

Outside the classroom, Tomoyo watched Tsukasaka's back walking further and further away, and his impression of the lonely person had changed a lot.

In the classroom, Sakura set up the tables and chairs and came out to express her heartfelt thanks: "I thought Yukinoshita would be difficult to communicate with, but I didn't expect that he is a very good person in terms of personality."

"Sakura-chan thinks so too."

"Isn't it the same with Tomoyo-chan?"

"But in terms of body shape, Yukinoshita-san is thinner than any other male student in the class."

The observant Tomoyo added something later, which made Sakura nod her head. She could also see the loose cuffs of Tsukasa's clothes.

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Yau Chi Campus Large Garbage Dump

Tsukagai separates the recyclable and non-recyclable garbage and throws them into their respective areas. It is worth mentioning that Sakura Country has been more than ten years ahead of its time in terms of sanitation classification. This was still 1998, and the economic growth rate was in recession. , a country that has officially entered its twilight years.

Looking at the two large barrels of empty bottles and cans in the recyclable area, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought. These were probably five kilograms at least, and they should be worth some money if sold. Thinking of this, his heart was pounding. He was really excited. There were thousands of students in Tomoeda Elementary School, and a lot of empty bottles would be produced in a day. If they were all collected and recycled, it would be a huge source of income. ah.

His heartbeat was not as good as, well, slow down, Tsukasa reluctantly took two steps and looked back, took three steps and looked back, until he could no longer see the teacher. Back in the classroom, he unexpectedly saw Daidaiji and Kinomoto's two classmates express their gratitude by leaving a small snack on his desk and writing a note.

Contents of the note: Yukinoshita-san, thank you for your help. There is a little bit of our kindness on the table. Please don’t put it away. Thank you very much.

Unnecessarily, Tsukasa took a look at the beautifully packaged small cake with the image of Xiao Ke. It was coated with snow-white cream, and there was a faint aroma of eggs in the coating. On the top of the small cake, there was a big-faced yellow puppet with a slightly naughty smile in brackets, and some embellishments. A circle of red strawberries, the appearance and craftsmanship are beyond words, out of 100 points, he will definitely give it 99 points.

Afterwards, they got to know each other better and found out that the words were written by Tomoyo and the cake was left by Sakura. If he could leave a note, he must have encountered something urgent and left in a hurry without having time to express his gratitude in person.

A person's classroom is empty. The huge class no longer has the energy it had before school. The only two lines on the blackboard left in the lower left corner are the names of those on duty that day. It is dark and clean. A gentleman of Tianxingjian should constantly strive for self-improvement. He silently cheered himself up, sat in his seat, and read important textbooks such as Mandarin arithmetic and English.

I didn’t know much about English in my previous life, but I have to make up for it in this life no matter what. There are two types of Mandarin in Sakura Country, one is local Mandarin and the other is Chinese Mandarin. There are two essential differences. Hua Xia Mandarin is at its peak when he debuts at the tomb level. He is self-taught without a teacher, so there is no need to learn it. Therefore, the Mandarin of Sakura Country is also one of its shortcomings.

Linguistically, there is no barrier to communication in Sakura. Remember that there is no barrier to speaking. Once you write the characters for Sakura Country, you will be killed on the spot. This, this, this, this, this, one stroke of distorted and coy Japanese, the teacher has to click and press three question marks after reading it again. ? ? ?

In order to avoid this kind of situation from happening, should we not practice calligraphy before it happens? To practice calligraphy, he used a stupid method. He read a line of words and wrote them down. The words were ugly, and they were completely different from the words in a small note written by someone. The kind that dogs would dislike when they saw it.

He didn't worry about anything at all. He copied the Chinese textbooks from Japanese and firmly believed that practice makes perfect. As long as he practiced hard, he didn't seek to be elegant and beautiful, but just wanted to be understandable by ordinary people.

Copying once, twice, three times, and slowly memorizing the contents of the textbook, I don’t know the passage of time, I don’t know the dusk in the west, just like the harmony of heaven and man in martial arts novels, as long as the outside world does not disturb and destroy, you can continue to practice to the highest level of magical skills. steps.

Unknowingly, the hour hand of the circular wall clock on the blackboard pointed to five and the minute hand pointed to six. It was exactly 5:30 in the afternoon. At this time, the elementary school club activities were coming to an end. Several students from the next class who had finished their club activities returned to pick up their things. There was a lot of commotion and loud voices, which echoed in the corridor, and the sound of running and playing footsteps reached the ears of the tomb steps from a long distance.

The noise of the play grew louder, and Tsukasa closed his book without finishing, packed up his seat, and walked out of the classroom and out of Tomoeda Elementary School.