Love Comes After Learning

Asada paused, and cooperated: "Why?"

Sanjiu took a deep breath, stared at him seriously and said, "I am being followed!"

Asada's pupils shrank for a moment, she stopped what she was doing, her gaze became cold, and she glanced at the fork in the road where she had just come in.

"You texted me forty-five seconds after class, and arrived here fifteen minutes later, so Uesugi is not suspected, he was still chatting with me just now.

Is it someone else?It is not easy for students to be noticed when they are mixed in the crowd. As an adult, if it is too conspicuous to follow you for more than ten minutes, is that a student stalker?Tsk, I didn't expect such a bad incident to happen in this Xiuzhiyuan Academy..."

Sanjiu looked at him in astonishment as he analyzed solemnly, and after a few seconds of reaction, she quickly waved her hands to explain.

"I, I didn't make it clear! It's Nina, and it's Nina who is following me."

"..." Asada took back the phone silently, and deleted the message that was about to be sent to the school's security department.

"Don't use such misunderstandings. Seeing how serious you are, I thought there was a tail offender in the school."

"I didn't know you would be so...worrying about me..." Sanjiu whispered more and more, and hurriedly ate the rice balls, covering her face with her hands to hide her blush.

Seeing her appearance, Asada decided to be straightforward: "Actually, I'm not worried about you, I just don't want suspicious people to appear in this school."

Sanjiu paused while eating, then pouted her cheeks and glared at him angrily: "So as a partner, you don't have to worry about me being followed by the tail criminal?"

"Uh, you can't say that..." Asada hesitated for a moment. He was afraid that he would be misunderstood when he said that he was worried, and he didn't know what "reason" to explain to Sanjiu. In the end, he could only bow his head and pretend to be innocent. something happens.

Seeing him running away like an ostrich, Sanjiu pursed her lips in obvious displeasure, and suddenly reached out to grab his drink.

"Don't give it to the bad-hearted Shinichi."

"Then... are you going to dump it?" Asada asked cautiously.

He knew that his speech was too straight, but when there was no ambiguity between the two of them, this kind of straight speech was the least thought-provoking.

Sanjiu gradually became expressionless, raised her chin, and her blue eyes were a bit cold: "Shinichi, guilty, sentenced, seppuku immediately!"

"What the hell?!" Asada really couldn't laugh or cry, just as she was thinking about whether there was any reason to appease her emotions, she suddenly saw a grain of white rice hanging from the corner of her mouth, probably left behind when she wolfed it down just now.

Immediately, it seemed like a flash of inspiration, and it seemed that the soul of the hero of the light novel possessed him.Asada got up and leaned forward, stretched out his hand involuntarily, touched Sanjiu's pretty face, and wanted to take off the rice grain and stuff it back into his mouth——

The moment!

Don't brake or slow down, step on the accelerator with your hand and make a [-]-degree turn.He pointed to the corner of his mouth and said calmly.

"Wipe your face, you're not a child, the food is sticking to your face."

"...Eh?" Sanjiu Ying's lips parted slightly, her round eyes stared at him for a while, as if she was trying to understand what happened just now.

Before she could react, Asada's hand circled in front of her cheek, and the touch of the air current from the sudden turn hadn't faded away, and the distance he got closer seemed never to be separated.

After she finished understanding, she blinked, and suddenly took off the rice by herself, and handed it to him.

"You want to eat?"

Asada couldn't understand her thinking circuit at all, and couldn't tell what she was thinking from her meager facial expressions, but this didn't stop him from complaining.

"I have it myself, so I don't need to eat it from your face!"

"Oh..." Sanjiu nodded, then threw the rice grains into his mouth, and hummed softly, "If you want to eat, I won't give it to you, evil-hearted Shinichi."

Shinichi Asada: "..."

Why are girls so complicated?I don't understand the meaning of your doing this at all!

He was speechless, he just wanted to finish the meal as soon as possible, teach her homework as agreed, and then go back to the classroom quickly - chatting with girls in this state makes people doubt whether their emotional intelligence has passed the test.

And Shinichi Asada, who started to eat faster, didn't notice that Sanjiu on the opposite side touched his cheek quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, suddenly Xiafei's cheeks, head lowered to her plump chest, and the roots of her ears were flushed.

The heartbeat that had obviously stabilized began to speed up again.

Chapter 53 You Are Special

Ten minutes later, the bento and rice balls on the table had been replaced by workbooks, Asada pointed to the titles on the booklet.

"The past perfect tense is used here, because it is something that has already been done, and you can't just use was."

The tip of the pen tapped the paper, Sanjiu frowned and sighed softly.

"It's hard to remember..."

Asada thought about it, took her notebook, gestured to her, and began to write and draw on it, asking her: "Do you know the historical chronology?"

"I know, just like Mao Liyuan died in the second year of Yuangui, and the three parties joined forces in the third year of Yuangui, so we can record the major events that happened at that time into a table according to the time?" Sanjiu nodded, stood up slightly, curiously Watch him write.

The soft hair hangs down repeatedly, the scent of shampoo faintly penetrates into the tip of his nose, the girl's delicate face is close in front of his eyes, and the sound of soft breathing exudes seductive heat.

Asada pretended not to notice, lowered his head and spoke calmly.

"That's right, there are two types of memory methods: linear memory and image memory. Linear memory is a method of remembering things according to the clues of one, two, and three percent causality or sequence relationship, while image memory is a method of recording through simplification, exaggeration, and vividness. Interesting images to aid memory, and the combination of the two is a "linear chronology""

He pushed the notebook back, and a table was already drawn on it—although the straight line was not very straight and the size ratio was a little problematic, Sanjiu still admired it.

"The words are so beautiful."

"Thank you for not mentioning that my drawing is ugly." Asada sighed. Sure enough, the previous portrait was a miracle of flashes of inspiration. Apart from writing, his other manual skills are really unsightly.

But now the point is not that.

"Leaving aside the special form, just like Japanese has the difference between present and past tense, English also has the difference of past, present, and future, and the division is more detailed. How should we memorize it? The teacher should have taught similar things, but If you want to arrange according to the habit of human memory, past, past perfect, past future, present, present perfect... Supplemented with Japanese explanations and examples, it becomes as traceable as the historical chronology, and you can find the content of the story to remember more clearly."

"For example, Mary has a little sheep, Mary used to have a little sheep, and since raising a little sheep, Mary has become Super Marie... If you are not good at mechanical memory, let it be vivid , Think of reading as telling a story, so there will be less resistance."

Sanjiu listened carefully, her eyes became brighter and her smile became more and more obvious.

"I understand! It's like remembering when a certain general died when you want to remember when a certain battle happened! And if the way of death is interesting, you can remember it more clearly!"

"That's right, you're very intelligent." Asada nodded appreciatively, and Sanjiu smiled a little embarrassedly, with a gentle expression.

"It's Shinichi who taught me well. Sure enough, it was right to ask you to teach me. Fuutarou would never teach like that."

Asada shrugged his shoulders and was not pleased with the praise: "It's hard to say, after all, it's his first time as a tutor, and it's enough to worry about just getting along with you. It's natural that the quality of teaching will decline, right?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly froze.

"No, he probably hasn't started teaching you yet, right? How do you know that he can't teach like this?"

"Well... because Shinichi's teaching method is very personal, I don't think people like Fuutarou can teach this style." Touching the form on the paper with her finger, Sanjiu shook her head again, extremely determined road.

"No, no one can be the same as what Shinichi taught!"

"Yes, is it? It's no good for me to be praised so much." Asada couldn't help feeling a little shy after being praised so much, scratched his cheek and turned his head, "I haven't been teaching people formally for a long time. In terms of experience and skills, even ordinary people No tutor can compare."

Sanjiu looked at him seriously: "There may be someone who can teach me better than Shinichi, but there is absolutely no "teacher" who is more suitable for me than Shinichi!

Shinichi is special to me! "

"Special, what...?" Asada was stunned, and turned her head to stare at her, and the eyes of the two met and merged instantly.

The air gradually calmed down. Looking at those azure blue eyes, he seemed to see a touch of blue sky, and the clear and soft light and shadow spread all over the world in his pupils.

The spring breeze in April is half cool, but it can warm people's hearts. The branches of cherry blossoms are swaying gently, and the delicate powder snow is sprinkled.

As far as the eye can see, there are only pink and blue spots, and the rest are turned into a blank background. Only the girl in front of me is the most eye-catching.

The two stared at each other silently for tens of seconds before Sanjiu realized what she had said, quickly raised her notebook to cover her flushed face, and defended in a panic.

"Ah, no, I... I didn't mean that... I just thought... Shinichi's teaching method is very suitable for me... I don't have that kind of thought..."

"...Don't worry, I didn't misunderstand." Asada smiled helplessly and looked away.

He thought of Ogata Rizu from yesterday, and any strange thoughts turned into self-deprecating sighs in an instant.

"Continue to do your homework, and I'll help you check your answers when you're done, to see where you went wrong."

Sanjiu slowly poked her head out from behind the notebook, with a blush on her face and a slightly hesitant expression. When she was about to say something, Asada was already looking down at her book, and in the end she could only swallow her lips. He spoke, covered his expression with his hair, and started to write homework again.

In this way, time passed without wind and waves, and it was approaching class time.

After packing up her things, Sanjiu stood up and bowed slightly to Asada: "Thank you for taking the time to teach me today."

"Don't worry too much about it, it's just handy, not to mention that I like teaching people." Asada said indifferently, shaking the empty drink can in his hand, "And there are free drinks to drink, which is a good thing for me to kill two birds with one stone .”

"That's good." Keeping her gratitude in her heart, Sanjiu didn't say much, followed behind Asada, and left the cherry blossom pavilion.

On the way back, Sanjiu looked at Asada's back, hesitated to speak, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

"...Shinichi, I may not be able to eat here recently."

"Really?" Asada replied indifferently, but from the corner of his eyes, Sanjiu's expression became a little disappointed, and he said helplessly, "What happened?"

Sanjiu got closer to him, frowned lightly and complained: "I came late today because I was hiding from Er Nai. She always wanted to know where I went for lunch. I said I was looking for friends, but she said I just transferred to another school." Where did the friend come from? It must be someone who had a tryst, or was kidnapped by a fraud group..."

Asada twitched the corner of his mouth, and he could fully imagine the expression of that guy pointing at himself and scolding, "You are the scam group that kidnapped Sanjiu!"

Seeing that he was speechless, Sanjiu couldn't help but pursed her lips and chuckled, and then said: "There is still Yihua, she is very curious, if I run here every few days, she will definitely follow up quietly, and may even pull me away." Go to other sisters, and everyone will discover this place by then."

"You can move your whole body with one hair..." Asada scratched his hair. He couldn't tell Sanjiu not to come here in the future, and he didn't want more people to know the existence of Sakura Pavilion. Well, sooner or later all the Nakano quintuplets will gather here.

You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime. Should you just share your secret base like this?

... Well, it’s actually not bad, it’s just a matter of eating in another place.

What Asada likes is the space to eat and read alone, but he is too lazy to bother about this kind of thing-books can be read anywhere, and when immersed in the world of books, words are the most beautiful scenery.

But Sanjiu didn't think so.

"Don't worry, I will try my best to avoid them and not let them find out!" Sanjiu looked up at him, her face tensed and serious, "Although they are quintuplets, everyone else has their own things to do. So as long as I find a time when Yihua and Nino have something to do, I can come here."

Seeing her swearing, Asada was really embarrassed to say that he didn't care much about it, so he smiled at her: "Then please. If I have nothing to do, I will be here at noon, and there is no need to remind each other. We will meet naturally if there is a destiny. Come."

"Fate..." Sanjiu touched the earphone, her unconfident expression emerged, after a moment of hesitation, her eyes suddenly became firm, and she suddenly asked.

"Shinichi, do you have time after school?

Chapter 54 Facing glory, taking a step to change

"After school?" Asada replied without thinking, "Sorry, I have something to do, and I don't have time until six o'clock after school recently."

Sanjiu didn't expect him to refuse so simply, her footsteps could not help but pause, she clenched her fists in her cuffs quietly, the original determination faded in an instant, and an uncomfortable feeling enveloped her heart.

But she didn't show it, she just lowered her head and looked at the shadow on the ground, speaking calmly.

"Yes...that's it."

She didn't ask anything, because she realized that she didn't have the qualifications to investigate further.