Love Comes After Learning

But it's not bad, Asada isn't even afraid of Nino scolding him in front of his face, but he doesn't even get angry through a screen, he just finds it funny.

After adding her as a friend, he continued to type slowly.

Asada Shinichi: "Yeah, now is the era when idiots are popular. People like me can't do anything but get high marks in exams. It's so sad."

Nakano Nino: "Huh? Are you showing off? It's all boring, childish to death! It's really incomprehensible."

Asada Shinichi: "I don't blame you. After all, I don't want to use the words and deeds of middle school students to make you understand me. You can continue to find a sense of identity in children, haha."

Nakano Nino: "Tsk, you guy, are you so proud of arguing with girls? Are you still a little manly? No taste, low-level, slow typing!"

Asada twitched the corner of his mouth, and simply put the library in the other hand back into his schoolbag, then typed with both hands, replying to the message twice as fast as before—about three seconds per word.

Asada Shinichi: "I decided to engrave a "twelve points" stamp for you now, and you will use this stamp to cover up your score every time you take an exam. At least your score will look better. Anyway, there is no higher score than this. right?"

Nakano Nino: "Stop looking down on people! It's just something I wrote casually. How can I only have this kind of score when I'm serious? Don't use your narrow idiot view to measure this lady's ability."

Asada Shinichi: "Yeah, let me have a look? You don't need [-] points, just [-] points. If you have this kind of test paper, I will apologize to you. If you don't have it... you will definitely play tricks on punishment or something. Well, can I give you a present?"

Nakano Nino: "It's so disgusting, I don't want the things you gave me... No, I'd better accept it. After receiving it, I will sterilize it, smash it, and burn it. Would you like to give it back? (smirk)"

Asada Shinichi: "Send it, I will do what I say."

Nakano Nino: "Oh? What is it?"

Asada Shinichi: "The seal engraved with the word "stupid" is absolutely exquisite, and it also comes with a service to help you stamp your forehead, public power test, peace of mind and protection."

Nakano Nino: "..."

The phone vibrated violently, and she began to swipe angry stickers, as if the gnashing of teeth was transmitted through the screen; Asada couldn't help laughing, then swiped her finger, turned off the message reminder, and put the phone back in her pocket.

He really didn't expect to be so happy when bickering with people. Not to mention that he didn't have such a partner before, he basically seldom chatted with people by message. Send a message.

In just ten minutes, the number of words Er Nai chatted with him has exceeded San Jiu.Besides her parents, she is already the person Asada chats with the most on the Internet, and she has to lament this wonderful fate.

Maybe it was because Asada knew that Nakano Nino didn't like him at all, so Asada could send back the message so recklessly?Don't worry, don't think too much, don't worry about being misunderstood, anyway, there is no need to be polite to that guy, the first meeting is also the beginning of mutual hatred, after that, just keep fighting like this.

That's his reason.The reason why I decided to use chat software more to chat and quarrel with people in the future.

This is another good way to relieve stress besides reading...

With a relaxed and happy smile on his face, Shinichi Asada turned his stiff neck, flicked his sore fingers from typing, looked up, and saw the signboard of Ogata Udon shop in front of him.

The small shop with traditional Japanese structure is brightly lit and full of people. During dinner time, not only the noisy conversation, but also the aroma and smoke column rising with the evening breeze.

Asada stood in front of the store, with a smile on his face, he opened the door and walked in.

"Welcome, may I ask how many—eh?"

The greeting was stuck in her throat, and Rizu Ogata, who was wearing a store uniform, looked at the door in amazement, and the order plate in her hand almost slipped.

"Asa, Asada-san?! Why are you here?"

Asada stared at her wide eyes, and her slightly flustered cute face, and suddenly narrowed her eyes, her smile became more friendly.

"I'm here for dinner, are there any seats left?

Chapter 60 There are always some chapters that look weird

"...Your tempura udon, please take it easy."

Ogata put the noodle bowl in front of Asada, his small face was tense, his movements were stiff, and he seemed a little nervous.

Asada just raised her head and said "Thank you." She ignored her, but lowered her head and continued to reply to Sanjiu and Nino's messages.

I don’t know if it’s for comparison or because I’m really bored. Immediately after Er, Sanjiu has been sending messages over since just now, chatting about what to eat today, what generals from the Warring States Period I saw on TV, Fuutarou today Tried to teach them, but in the end only she and Yotsuba were willing to deal with such trivial things as him.

Unexpectedly, such a quiet person in reality can talk so much on the Internet... Although most of the topics are meaningless, like forcing an awkward chat, Asada sometimes doesn't know what to reply, so he can only use short Responses and stickers to get by.

But this is not annoying, because Asada has learned some things in the matter of "Internet chatting"... such as fast typing, and how to match text with stickers and other small skills.

It would be more interesting to chat with Nino.

There are so many words that hurt each other, and they taunt her and fight back against her from all aspects. Whenever she sees her speechless and angry response with a strong and vicious tongue, Asada feels a burst of joy in his heart, which perfectly proves that human beings build happiness. An evil creature above the suffering of others.

But this kind of "stress relief exercise" didn't last long, and Nino thought "I have nothing to talk about with people like you!"I want to block you, never see you again! 』Sneak away first, and really blocked him.

Asada could only turn off the chat interface with a full face of regret, and said to Sanjiu by the way, "We are going to have dinner now, we will chat when we are free", put the phone back in his pocket, and planned to go home and continue to study the interesting topic of online chatting. Study subject.

Then when he looked up, he saw Ogata Rizu sitting across from him at some point, frowning his willow eyebrows, staring straight at him with a pair of blue eyes as clear and exquisite as glass beads.

Asada couldn't help being stunned: "What, what's wrong?"

Ogata's cheeks bulged into a steamed bun face, and his eyes fell on the udon noodles in front of him.

"Noodles, it won't taste good if it soaks up."

"Ah..." I was so busy chatting, I even forgot that the noodles would suck up the soup, so I had to eat quickly...

Asada scratched her cheek in embarrassment. This is indeed a very rude behavior for the store owner. After all, it is food made with hard work, and no one wants to see the original deliciousness being spoiled like this.

He quickly picked up the chopsticks, pulled the bowl in front of him and was about to start: "It's okay, I prefer soft noodles, this level is about the same..."

But Ogata grabbed the side of the bowl, shook his head, and wanted to take it back: "Forget it, I'll give you another bowl, Ogata Udon can't serve the noodles that have become unpalatable to the guests."

"No, no, this looks delicious. I'm very hungry now, let me eat!" Asada also pressed the bowl hard to prevent her from taking it away.

Ogata's cheeks bulged even higher, a small well appeared on his forehead, his eyes showed displeasure, and his white arms were pulled back even more persistently.

"Student Asada, it's about the reputation of the store. Even if you are my educator, I will never give in here! Don't worry, there will be no extra money."

Asada gritted his teeth, his self-esteem was aroused, and he really didn't want to cost the Ogata family an extra bowl of noodles because of his rudeness, so he didn't back down, and responded firmly.

"It's not a matter of money! I'm a guest now, and the guest is God. God said he wants to eat soaked noodles. Do you want to give him a new bowl?"

"Student Asada, your sentence has grammatical errors and logic. I won't listen!"

Um? ?He was complained by Ogata, a language idiot, about grammatical errors and logic problems? !

Asada deeply felt that his dignity as an educator plummeted, and he clicked his tongue in displeasure. The hand holding the bowl did not move, but the hand holding the chopsticks rushed straight into the bowl!

He still has to teach her to study later, so he doesn't intend to waste time and get entangled with her here.

"I'm gonna start now!"

The chopsticks were inserted into the pile of soft and rotten noodles like lightning, and when he was about to pick them up, another pair of chopsticks sprang out from the side like a dragon, and pressed firmly on his chopsticks, not letting it move an inch.

Holding the bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, a tender lotus root arm slipped out of the cuff, Ogata had a serious face, and spoke seriously to Asada.

"Give up, Asada-san, you won't be able to win against the sons and daughters of restaurants."

"..." Asada tried to pull back his chopsticks, only to find that this guy's chopstick handling skills were superb. Once he clamped two chopsticks, his chopsticks would not move at all, just like the legendary martial artist who can kill flies with chopsticks. You can't slip.

In this case... I will eat this bowl of noodles today no matter what!

The reason is that you can't be underestimated by your own students!And don't waste food!

Asada felt ruthless in his heart, ready to go all out.

Shinichi Asada will try his best to complete what he finds a reason for himself to do.

Even if it looks childish and boring to others, but sticking to one's heart, one doesn't need to care about other people's eyes—just like Fumino Furuhashi and Rizu Ogata.

Human beings can give up many things for what they really want to do.

For example, a glorious future, such as moral integrity, such as IQ, such as... shame.

"I'm sorry, victory is not reserved for the strong, Ogata—"

Asada stood up suddenly, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth, and slammed his head towards the noodle bowl.

Xu Xu's face changed, and she saw what he wanted to do, but now she had no hands to stop him, she could only watch him open his mouth, even if it was ugly, even if it was ugly, she still had to use that awkward posture to grab his mouth. Return to your own victory and glory!

——It’s amazing, Asada-san.

As if time had slowed down, Ogata still had enough room to admire the young man in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

——To be so obsessed with victory, in comparison, my awareness is far from enough.

The blood of the cold day was slowly ignited, and the slightly dim eyes gradually lit up like candles, burning brighter and brighter!

——Whether it is the awareness of winning the game, or the awareness of learning liberal arts, or even the awareness of facing doubts and confusion and wanting to solve them, I am far from enough, and I am completely inferior to the current Asada-san.

She felt a sudden heat all over her body, and a surge of momentum flowed from her heart to her whole body in an instant, as if the cells were cheering everywhere, which made her smile.

—Yes, I am used to failure.

In terms of study and games, I don't understand people's hearts, so I always lose, and no one can win.

——Asada-san is used to success.The second grader, who is good at teaching, is so smart and powerful, but even in such a boring dispute, he is willing to do his best to win, instead of saying that I can't win and will definitely fail.

Then, what qualifications do I have to admit defeat to failure?

Asada-san, thank you...

As an educator, you have taught me one thing.

——Before winning the game, you must first win the self who is used to losing!

"—!"

The moment those words resounded in his mind, his body was already moving.

Getting up only half a second slower than Asada, Ogata left the chair with his whole body, his eyes widened, and he also rushed straight towards the noodle bowl.

There was a firmness on her face that never returned, and the flickering fire in her eyes was extremely dazzling, and her soul seemed to be completely ignited.

The unprecedented desire for victory made her grit her teeth and rush forward desperately.

The two arrived at the bowl almost at the same time.

The eyes meet in a thousandth of a second, and the distance between them is less than five centimeters, and even the pores on each other's faces can be clearly seen.

Through her glasses, Asada saw those clear and bright eyes.

Through his eyes, Ogata saw the determination to never turn back if he failed to achieve his goal.

They all saw the slightly raised corner of the other's mouth...it was a childish, childish smile.

Neither of them retreated, nor could they slow down.

Because before reacting, they were in close contact with each other.

Forehead and forehead, just like sparks hitting the earth, collided and impacted fiercely!

boom!

"hiss--!"