Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

Although Sobu High School is one of the more famous universities in Japan, foreign students are still very rare here.

Especially beautiful girls like Irena who have distinctive silver-gray hair color are one of the few in the minority.

Only Xiuzhiyuan has more opportunities to contact foreign students.

"Irena-san's eyes look good, don't they?"

"Yeah yeah? Feels like violets?"

"I think it's kind of like a sapphire."

"I feel like I have a little bit of them, are they colored contact lenses?"

Compared with boys, girls seem to care more about this issue.

Regarding the issue of Irena's pupils, Luo Zhen vaguely remembered that it was written in the materials read in the previous life that Irena's pupils were so-called glazed pupils, without mentioning the color.

(Actually, it was checked by the dog author who doubts his color blindness every day)

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a gemstone covered with a layer of mist, giving people a mysterious feeling.

With Irena's current outfit, she feels like a witch who traveled from the middle world.

"Huh? There are beautiful girls?!"

An Yilun, who was originally lying on the table with her eyes closed, suddenly raised her head and looked towards the front of the podium.

People around him seemed to be able to see the light in An Yilun's eyes.

After a few seconds-

"emmmmm..."

Seeing Irena with a gentle smile on the podium, An Yilun also showed a rather complicated expression.

An ordinary pretty girl. . . .

Feeling inexplicably lost.

After lying down on the table, An Yilun also continued to rest with his eyes closed.

The boy on the right was taken aback after noticing An Yilun's actions.

What's the matter with this guy?Why does it feel like he's not interested in the new classmate at all?

She is obviously a very beautiful girl, but this guy doesn't even take a second look.

Reminiscent of An Yilun's recent behavior of harassing some boys and trying to pull them into clubs.

Could it be that? !

Like lightning piercing the night sky, the male student on the right felt as if he understood something.

Inadvertently, he silently moved his butt away from An Yilun.

Although this posture is a bit distorted, everything is focused on the big chrysanthemum.

In fact, it's not that An Yilun is not interested in girls, but that he feels that Irena doesn't fit his aesthetics of heroines at all.

Always looking for boys is also because he thinks it is difficult for girls to get into the club.

He was a little taken aback, but not stupid.

As for the aesthetics of the heroine, what should I say?

His requirements for the heroine are quite harsh.

It is not enough to look good, but to write other characteristics.

For example, with soft tentacles and moist slime. . .

'No no no! '

With a sudden slap on the cheek, An Yilun also emptied those weird thoughts.

I don't know why recently, but he feels that his taste is getting stronger.

It started around before school started, and it was already difficult for ordinary girls to stimulate his excitement.

The wife of the paper man who is very fond of on weekdays also finds it boring.

Only a slightly heavier game can bring him back to his original happiness.

To put it simply, being his heroine is not only about looking good.

There must be something special that ordinary people don't have.

See the previous lines for details.

"Then Irena, find a place to sit down first, I will rearrange the seats tonight."

Shizuka Hiratsuka said to Irena.

Hiratsuka Shizuka had actually thought about rearranging the seats for a long time.

Normally, their teachers don't care about this.

But she has been thinking about this idea for a long time, among other things, that guy An Yilun must definitely be arranged in a higher place.

This guy has often been distracted in class recently.

Shizuka Hiratsuka was worried that An Yilun's results would be quite ugly if she continued like this.

"Okay, teacher."

Irena responded and walked straight to the end of the classroom, and sat behind Kono Sakura, that is, behind Rozen.

Irena spent some time yesterday catching up on things to know about going to school in Japan.

So if you just spend the first day, there is no problem at all.

And isn't there Rozen?

Seemingly noticing Luo Zhen's puzzled gaze, Irena returned a seemingly innocent smile to Luo Zhen.

"Cough cough."

With a slight flick of his wrist, Luo Zhen almost threw the pen in his hand.

Who is this?

Irena, known as the Scrap Witch.

There is a sentence in Moegirlpedia to describe her: She often uses gray or even illegal means to make money, such as using magic to make herself smaller and using cuteness to sell hallucinogenic matches.

Yes, this guy is a habitual offender.

After being caught by Fran, she will try to get away with it. It is said that Fran often sells some suspicious potions.

Should it be said that they are masters and apprentices?

If this guy is innocent, An Yilun can be called innocent.

Enduring the doubts in his heart, Luo Zhen didn't ask Irena what's going on for the time being.

If it was really arranged by the agency, Luo Zhen would definitely be given a reasonable explanation later.

'Om~'

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Luo Zhen felt that his mobile phone in his bag vibrated imperceptibly.

Taking out the paper ema casually and holding it in his hand, Luo Zhen began to check the information on his mobile phone.

Luo Zhen also said yesterday that if Irena personally wants to go outside to have a look, then the agency will arrange someone to supervise her.

Unfortunately, Luo Zhen was chosen.

Looking at the thumbs up at the end of the text message, Luo Zhen silently put away the phone.

With his eyes closed, he could guess who did the good deed.

'JOJO you bastard! '

"Ah!"

Joseph, who was in the research institute, sneezed involuntarily.

"Who is missing Mr. Joseph behind his back?"

Shaking his head, Joseph continued to deal with the work at hand.

He hasn't finished his report from last night.

It's all because Luo Zhen got off work early and left.

Luo Zhen looked back with a blank face, and Irena, who looked like a serious and good student, came into view.

But Luo Zhen knew that this guy actually didn't understand what Shizuka Hiratsuka was talking about.

After all, Shizuka Hiratsuka is a mandarin teacher, and Irena has never studied this kind of thing seriously.

Although the language is interlinked, it is no different from listening to heavenly scriptures.

Chapter 170 Eighth

Ask questions!

Who is this sad and beautiful woman who is sitting quietly on the seat, trying to pretend to be a good student but actually doesn't understand at all?

Unfortunately, it was me.

Throughout the class, Irena smiled awkwardly but politely.

Because she couldn't understand what Shizuka Hiratsuka was saying at all.

It seems that he is listening carefully, maybe he is still writing and drawing in the notebook.

But in fact, I didn't listen to anything. What was written in the notebook was the meal I ate last night.

If others see it, the newly established sense of mystery will probably collapse.

But maybe it will become more popular.

After all, everything a cute girl does is cute.

Even if the mood is capricious, there is no problem.