Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

After Luo Zhen's introduction, Ming Piaoling stepped forward and said very actively.

"My name is Yui Hirasawa, and I'm Makoto's classmate."

"We're not in the same class."

Ignoring Luo Zhen's complaints, Hirasawa Yui took Naruto Mukuro's hand and began to ask questions.

Although Naruko Mukuro was a little uncomfortable at first, he quickly chatted with Heizawa Yui.

Girls always gossip, and Ming Piaoling is very curious about Luo Zhen's affairs in school.

And Ping Zewei, who was lost in the sound of "Senior Wei", quickly told all the things about Luo Zhen, including the things in the middle school period.

Then Luo Zhen dragged him by the collar and threw it aside.

Chapter 140 The So-called Stereotype

"Then, Senior Wei, Senior Luo Zhen, I'm leaving first."

Standing at the intersection, Ming Piaoling waved to Luo Zhenping and Ping Zewei who were on the opposite side of the road.

Along the way, she heard a lot about Luo Zhen from Yui Hirasawa, including the period she didn't know.

It was a surprise.

Only the senior Luo Zhen mentioned by the seniors and the current senior Luo Zhen are completely two people.

"Walk slowly."

"Goodbye, Muling, I will miss you."

"Don't use such a misleading tone."

Luo Zhen took out a paper fan from nowhere, and slapped Yui Pingze on the head with a slap.

People who didn't know heard Yui Hirasawa's tone and thought that something happened to the muku in her mouth.

It's just an ordinary parting. Is there any need to be so sad?

Looking at Yui Hirasawa who was full of reluctance, Luo Zhen thought helplessly.

If Ping Zewei could hear Luo Zhen's heartfelt words, he would definitely tell him: it is very necessary!

As a senior without the majesty of a senior, the first time Hirasawa Yui heard the word "Senior Yui" was from Azusa Nakano.

Unfortunately, soon Nakano Azusa stopped calling her that.

The image of a reliable senior that Nakano Azusa had tried so hard to imagine was completely defeated by this guy himself.

Just when Yui Hirasawa was feeling sad about this, Naruko Mukuro appeared.

The gentle voice of 'Senior Wei' quickly made Yui Hirasawa completely addicted to it, unable to extricate himself.

"Also, don't hit me on the head!"

After recovering, Hirasawa looked at Luo Zhen with a dissatisfied face and said.

The two waited for the red light noisily, and Ming Piaoling, who hadn't gone far, turned his head and smiled helplessly.

It feels like a bickering child.

"Ok?"

The moment Naruto Mukuro turned her head, she caught a strange man in the crowd.

The man was fully dressed, and he could even be said to be ready to go on a date.

But Naruto Mukuro was sure he wasn't on a date.

As the daughter of Naruto, Naruto also inherited her father's terrifying powers of observation.

First of all, his face is very haggard, and he looks very sad.The whole person walked on the road in a hurry.

It's like a middle-aged man who learns that his relatives have been involved in an accident.

Number two, who goes on a date with a doll in their arms?

His eyes shifted to the doll in the man's arms, and Naruto Mukuro's eyes were very subtle.

This puppet is so ugly.

And it's wood.

It turns out that human XP has reached this point now?

Anyway, it is also covered with a layer of silicone on the outside, and it is not too expensive.

Shaking his head, Naruto no longer thought about this man.

Although her father is a criminal police officer, she herself has no interest in this kind of thing, and naturally she will not choose to do some deadly behavior.

Don't even think about stalking men.

She still has to go to school.

Taking a step forward, Naruto Mukuro walked towards the school.

The man also didn't notice the existence of Naruto Mukuro, but continued to look for something anxiously while holding the doll in his arms.

If you get close, you can still hear him muttering:

"Don't worry, don't worry."

"I'll help you find it."

"Please, please don't be sad."

Pedestrians passing by all looked sideways at him, as if they regarded him as a strange person.

This idea became more firm after seeing the doll in his arms.

This person is definitely a weirdo who will appear in urban legends.

Thinking of this, passers-by distanced themselves from the man one after another.

And the man didn't care about these pedestrians, but continued to look for something anxiously.

Not long after, Luo Zhen and Ping Ze Yui appeared in their respective classrooms on time.

When Luo Zhen stuffed the schoolbag into the belly of the table, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

For the other students in this classroom, these two days are just ordinary days.

Going to and from school as always, going out to play or staying at home on weekends as always.

There were no waves, and nothing special happened.

But for Luo Zhen, these two days felt like a long time had passed.

About thirty chapters long.

"Student Luo Zhen, how is your body?"

Kono Sakura, who was sitting in the back row, took the initiative to ask.

Luo Zhen didn't come to class on the previous Thursday and Friday.

The excuse is also very old-fashioned, 'I'm sick, I don't feel well, if I have to go to school, it will cause trouble for others. '

If it is in our case, the second half of the sentence is very redundant.

The teacher doesn't care about that either.

But if it is placed in Japan, the probability of success in asking for leave in the second half of the sentence will be much higher.

After all, one of the things that many people have been taught since childhood is 'Don't trouble others'.

Luo Zhen doesn't comment on this point, in fact, it's nothing to brag about.

It is nothing more than a matter of education.

If you insist on bragging, then Luo Zhen can only talk to you with his messy understanding of politics.

Among other things, it is enough to say that a well-known 'Japanese manga artists are politically rotten'.

Although Luo Zhen also knows that this kind of thing cannot be generalized, and it is too stereotyped.

But who makes some people like to use stereotypes to say things.

Whoops, that's a bit far-fetched.

"It's okay, I feel better now."

Nodding, Luo Zhen said with a smile.

Even though he can skip school openly and aboveboard at any time, the feeling of not coming to school is still very cool.

The two chatted every sentence until the closing time of the school was approaching.

"almost."

Pulling a chair, Luo Zhen looked out the window with some expectation.

As a celebrity of Sobu High School, Sakamoto can always play new tricks on the point of going to school and entering the school gate.

Every time he gets stuck, he is always fighting wits with the doorman and security guard.

Of course, the results all ended in Sakamoto's victory.

"Da da da da da da da da..."

In the distance, there was a burst of dense footsteps.

The security uncle who was about to close the gate suddenly became sharp.

'It's that guy! '

Turning his head, Sakamoto, whose glasses reflected a strange light in the sunlight, was moving forward at a high speed.

Surprisingly, he was holding a long bamboo in his hand, as if he was about to jump high.

"Wait? High jump?"

The security guard who had almost closed the door suddenly realized something.

But it can be too late.