Top Students Don't Need Superpowers

Yihua sat down on the seat next to Asakawa, and laughed again, her crescent eyes were curved and very pretty.

Asakawa Naoki said unhurriedly: "Bite whose tongue?"

"Ehhh?" Yihua raised her hand to cover her pink lips, "Asakawa-kun is too hot."

"satyr."

"Dirty."

"abnormal."

"bully."

Asakawa Naoki looked disgusted: "I didn't say I bit you."

"Ugh-"

Yihua puffed up her cheeks, stretched out her hand and secretly grabbed Asakawa's sleeve, raised her head and raised her chin, revealing a white neck, and said in a tone of self-sacrifice, "In order to protect the safety of others, Mr. Asakawa should come and bully me."

Asakawa Naoki swiped the phone screen, "I'm not interested in bullying the weak."

"Hey, is that so?" Yihua blinked her eyes, leaned closer, and whispered, "Call my sister quickly, there is a special reward for you."

"..."

A cricket is a flower, only the ability to make troubles is far superior to others!

Naoki Asakawa stretched out his right hand silently, and poked Yihua's waist.

"what……"

The girl's low voice blurted out.

The girl sitting in front of Kazuka turned her head and looked at Kazuka lying on the table, and then looked at Asakawa with doubtful eyes.

"Yamada-san, is there something wrong?"

Asakawa Naoki looked at each other calmly.

When many people do bad things, because their psychological quality is not good enough, they always want to hide and get away with it, but they don't know that the more guilty they are, the more suspicious they will be!

"Huh?" The girl with ponytail was startled slightly, and said in surprise, "Student Asakawa knows my name?"

"It's strange if you don't know." Asakawa Naoki put down his phone and said naturally, "We were classmates in the first grade."

Although he has never spoken to most of his classmates, he has a good memory, and there are many teachers who ask questions in class.

"No, that's right." The ponytail girl blushed slightly, a little flattered, "I haven't talked to Asakawa-san before, I thought Asakawa-san didn't know me..."

"My memory has always been good." Naoki Asakawa smiled, "If I remember correctly, when you introduced yourself at the beginning of school, you also said that you like tennis and painting, like sweets, and hate green peppers..."

"It's amazing." The ponytail girl opened her eyes wide, "I still remember what happened so long ago, no wonder Asakawa-san's academic performance is so good."

Asakawa-san has a super nice smile.

The speaking voice is also nice.

It's not like always saying strange things like the rumors...

Ahhh!You obviously haven't spoken before, but you still remember so many things, so you shouldn't be secretly following me, right?

Thinking of this, the blush on the ponytail girl's face became a little stronger.

"stare--"

A resentful gaze looked over.

"Asakawa-kun, that's too much!"

The phone buzzed and vibrated.

Asakawa Naoki glanced at it, it was a message from Ikka.

"Chatting with other girls in front of me, even I will be jealous!"

"I can't hold it in my heart anymore, it will overflow soon."

"Just now I said I wouldn't bully the weak, but in the blink of an eye I made a sneak attack, I don't talk about martial arts, you're a big pig."

"Hurry up and coax me, or I will cry for you."

"..."

The news bombarded me again and again, followed by many emoticons of forty-meter-long knives.

Seeing Asakawa bowing his head and playing with his mobile phone, the girl with ponytail could only turn around aggrievedly. As for the strange cry just now, she had already forgotten it.

The class bell rang soon.

Naoki Asakawa put away his mobile phone and began to attend class. It is the basic rule for students not to play with mobile phones in class.

Naoki Asakawa listened to the class for a while, observing Kazuka out of the corner of his eye.

In May, I am very serious in class, sitting upright, keeping my eyes straight, and keeping my ears out of the window. When I encounter something I don’t understand, I will write it down in my notebook and ask Asakawa after class.

As for Yihua's attitude in class... I can't say at all.

His left hand propped his chin, his eyes were empty, and he looked out of the window. It has been three minutes since the class, and he only looked at the blackboard twice in the middle, as if he was wandering away, thinking about the philosophy of life and the universe... The next moment, Yihua's head suddenly nodded Down.