Top Students Don't Need Superpowers

"Why would I bite the meat bun!" Wu Yue couldn't help shouting.

"Because..." Sanjiu tilted her head, "Very cute?"

"It's not cute at all, others will only be curious about what I bit into!" Wuyue handed over the eraser, "Hurry up and erase it, you have learned badly from Asakawa."

"That's not the case." Sanjiu felt a little guilty, and turned her head to look elsewhere.

"Student Asakawa, get out of class is almost over." After a while, May asked, "Are you alright?"

"It'll be fine right now."

Naoki Asakawa stopped what he was doing, and looked up at Sanjiu.

"stare--"

Sanjiu was still looking at Naoki Asakawa curiously, but after persisting for three seconds, she was quickly defeated, her cheeks slightly puffed up, and she turned her head to look elsewhere.

Asakawa Naoki's gaze was fixed, he fell to the drawing board, and began to write quickly.

"Finished."

The last minute of the countdown when the bell rang, Asakawa Naoki finally stopped the pencil in his hand, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"let me see."

May and Sanjiu looked at it curiously, and the moment their eyes fell on the painting, they subconsciously held their breath.

It is not an ordinary portrait sketch, but a full-body painting. In early spring and April, the grass grows and the warblers fly.

The girl in the painting is standing under a cherry blossom tree, with a pair of earphones hanging around her neck. Her long bangs cover one side of her eyes. It is obvious that the wind is blowing, and the cherry blossoms are falling down. In the painting, Sanjiu clenches her left hand slightly , covered the hem of the skirt blown by the wind, raised her right hand to her ear, and clung to the hair fluttering in the wind, her pink cheeks were slightly puffed up, revealing a little distressed expression...the pink cheeks were slightly puffed up, her eyes The little movement of the slight slant seems to be a stroke of magic, which makes the girl in the painting bright and vivid in an instant.

"This is..." Sanjiu blinked her eyes, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, "The afternoon when you first met Asakawa?"

It was the first day when he just transferred to another school. After school, he walked to the corner of the atrium alone, stood under a cherry blossom tree, and waited for Wuyue and others to familiarize themselves with the campus. In the end, Naoki Asakawa came.

The boy who mistook himself for May handed over a can of hot coffee, a drink from a strange boy, of course he refused.

Later, I was still asking myself in the library for my contact information, so frivolous, and since then I called him frivolous Asakawa, and then I forgot the time while reading a book that afternoon, accidentally lost my way, and happened to meet Asakawa on the way to the tram stop, We ate takoyaki together... The takoyaki that night seemed to be particularly delicious, probably because I was very hungry.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang on time, and the art classroom suddenly became noisy.

"Okay." Naoki Asakawa stood up and said, "Hand in your homework."

"Oh……"

Sanjiu was one step behind Wuyue, and suddenly reached out and tugged at the corner of Naoki Asakawa's clothes.

"Huh?" Asakawa Naoki turned to look at Sanjiu, "What's wrong?"

Sanjiu turned her head to look out of the window, her ears that fell outside her hair felt slightly hot: "Can I not hand in my homework?"

"What's the reason?"

"Because, because it's embarrassing." Sanjiu pursed her pink lips and said in a low voice, "The teacher will definitely say it's very good when he sees it, and maybe he will post it in the exhibition frame outside the classroom and be surrounded by people..."

One of the traditions of art class is that after each class, the teacher will post the most satisfactory works on the wall outside the classroom. Some people think it is very face-saving, but for others who are thin-skinned and introverted, maybe It is equivalent to public execution.

"Forget about it..."

With Sanjiu's introverted and shy personality, it would undoubtedly be a torment if she was really stuck on the wall and people watched.

"I understand." Asakawa Naoki quickly made a decision, "Then I won't hand it in."

"Eh?" Sanjiu looked up, "Is it okay?"

"Don't underestimate the hidden privileges of top students." Naoki Asakawa straightened his neckline and complained, "It's not about handing in test papers for exams. Tell the teacher about this kind of thing, and just make up for it afterwards."

"That's good." Sanjiu heaved a sigh of relief, pulled off Naoki Asakawa's clothes again, turned her head and said, "Give me the painting... I will destroy it."

Naoki Asakawa said speechlessly: "It's my brainchild, isn't it too much to destroy?"

"Anyway, just give it to me." Sanjiu turned her head, "I don't want you to worry about holding it."

There is nothing to worry about!If you can draw the first picture of this kind of thing by yourself, you can draw the second picture, so you won't be like some restless adolescent boys doing strange things in front of the portraits of female classmates!

After briefly explaining the situation to the art teacher, Naoki Asakawa was the last to leave the art classroom. When returning to the classroom, he happened to meet the silver-haired loli who came out of the bathroom.

Chapter 145 Thank You Teacher For Your Kindness

"Asa, Asakawa-san."

Seeing Asakawa Naoki approaching, the silver-haired loli Feng Xiaochun quickly showed a flustered and shy expression, and hurriedly stretched her hand behind her back to cover her little butt.

Hey, what are you doing covering your ass?

Could it be that you, like that bad girl, like to walk around campus without wearing fat clothes?

Although I looked at your butt more in the classroom before, it was just a biological instinct of human beings. It’s like walking on the street and seeing a beautiful girl, you can’t help paying attention, so you don’t smell each other’s butt like dogs. The way to say hello to you!If you really do that kind of thing, you will be regarded as an idiot and sentenced to death!

Naoki Asakawa finished complaining silently in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged: "When can you give me your contact information?"

"That, that..."

The silver-haired loli faltered, her eyes fluttered shyly, and her small face was soon stained with carmine.

(Asakawa-san is so anxious to ask for my contact information...do you just like ass so much?)

(If you ask for contact information, you must want to ask me out on a date.)