I uninstalled Huangmao System

High school students are a strange age. If they are slightly different from themselves or the public, they will happily regard it as a derogatory statement.

But Yamada thought that this should have nothing to do with age. No matter what age group, there will be scary people and gentle people. It would be too unfair to define them by age.

At least, there are gentle people around him.

"That's it, that's good. If you encounter anything, remember to tell me." Hoshino Mori Hoshino showed a kind smile.

"Thank you, President."

Jinguji Yue and Yang Miyao walked in front together. Although they did not eavesdrop on purpose, the conversation between Hoshino Mori Hoshino and Yamada Kanade still reached the young man's ears.

"Hey, senior." Yang Gongyao beside him suddenly said.

"what?"

"Can we rest for the examination tomorrow morning?"

Jingujizuki raised her eyebrows slightly, imitating her tone on the weekend, and said deliberately provocatively: "Are you afraid?"

"Humph."

She also sneered with her nose, and then showed a slightly frustrated expression.

"When I returned to class this morning, everyone still regarded me as the mascot. I'm not saying that being a mascot is not good, but I clearly want to complete the work of the student union seriously.

"But everyone doesn't care about this at all, they are all saying things like 'Yao Jiang is so awesome', 'Yao Jiang is amazing' and so on.

“I feel like I drew my Hiragana name on the sand in the park with my feet, and the adults laughed and complimented me on how awesome I was.

"Ah, but I'm not saying that I hate the classmates in the class, I'm just a little unwilling to do so."

"Not reconciled?"

"If we looked as tall and powerful as our president, senior, even if we did the same thing, they might treat us with a completely different expression."

"First of all, I think the word tall and mighty is not appropriate, at least not mighty." The young man said.

Yang Gongyao thought for a while: "Then tall."

"Tall, big." Jinguji Yue pointed straightly.

The little animal's eyes widened immediately, and he didn't expect that the boy still had this side.

"Senior, this is so disgusting."

Jinguji Yue raised his hand, and Yang Gongyao immediately took a few steps forward.

The boy withdrew his hand, put it in his trouser pocket, and said slowly: "What I mean is that you are destined to never grow into the figure of President Hoshino Mori in this life."

"Although it is true, we are really going to be angry."

"But, there's no need to want to be like someone else. At least I don't think there's any need to become someone else. No one can become someone else.

"Have you seen "Volleyball Boys"?"

"Hmm... I've read it. Why did you suddenly jump to the topic of comics?"

"Isn't Hinata born very short? Of course he would not accept being called short, but he never thought of saying that he wanted to become someone completely different from himself."

"We are not jump protagonists."

"But he's very handsome. I think Yang Gong, you should be a handsome person."

Yang Gongyao was stunned for a moment, raised his neck in disbelief, and looked at Jinguji Yue: "Handsome? Are we?"

"This morning, you are already very handsome if you can drink Iwasaki and the others without mercy."

"Iwasaki? Who is that?" Yang Gongyao tilted his head in confusion.

"Um...remember that hot girl from Shibuya?"

"The one showing cleavage."

"Yes, those are the people."

"A little impression."

"If Yang Gong hadn't stopped them first, I don't know if I would have stopped them. For this reason, I should actually thank you."

"Senior, are you afraid of those people?"

"It's not that I'm afraid of them. To be precise, I don't want to interact with them."

Yang Gongyao said "Oh" as if he didn't understand, and after a while, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hehe, I was praised by my senior for being handsome. I'm happier than I imagined."

Jingujizuki suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you going to have a rest tomorrow?"

"How come, we can't let the seniors look down on us." The girl put her hands on her hips in an air of pride, feeling very proud.

"That's it."

"Hey, senior."

"Ok?"

"Let me tell you a secret."

"what?"

The girl leaned forward and lowered her voice: "Actually, the senior is quite handsome."

Jingujizuki thought for a while: "...this morning?"

"Pfft... God knows, go home!"

The short girl carried her schoolbag and rushed down the long slope. Her cheerful laughter accompanied by the wind disappeared in this silent autumn dusk.

Thanks to "I'm used to watching idle birds and idle flowers" for the reward.

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Chapter 67 67 Romantic comedies can never escape the sports warehouse incident,

Tuesday, October 9th.

Early in the morning, Jinguji Yue and Yang Gongyao were already waiting at the school gate.

Compared with yesterday morning, there were fewer lazy students, but there were still students whose appearance did not meet the regulations.

Iwasaki and the others were wearing their uniforms neatly today, and there was no situation like yesterday. Therefore, Jinguji Yue did not cause any trouble for them, and he himself breathed a sigh of relief.

The only thing that bothered him was that several girls from the first grade came to him openly and asked for their contact information, but they were all chased away by Yang Gongyao.

It is indeed a convenient mascot for the first grade.

Jingujizuki thought so.

"Really, what do you mean by 'we want to monopolize the senior'! Bah, bah, bah!"

Looking at the retreating figures of the first-year girls, Yang Gongyao crossed his arms and muttered angrily on the spot.

She suddenly thought of something, turned to look at Jinguji Yue, and said with a rare embarrassment: "Seniors, don't take their words seriously, we don't think that."

"Huh? What did they say?" Jinguji Yue chose to play dumb.

"Damn it!" Yang Gongyao shouted angrily.

……

……

Returning to the classroom of Grade 2 A, Tsuki Jinguji, who used to be treated as a transparent person, can now clearly feel the eyes of the people around her looking at her.

"Jingu Temple."

As soon as Jinguji sat down, someone came to his seat.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Jingujizuki raised his head and looked at this girl. Jingujiji only knew that her name was Hanamori, and she was a member of the top female student group in the class. Jingujijizuki had never had any contact with her.

It is a matter of course that a class is divided into several groups. Most of them are divided by gender. Those who are good at studies and sports are in the same club and like otaku culture.

Those small groups with both men and women can basically be regarded as live-charges and dominate the atmosphere of the entire class.

"I am from the shogi club. Can you approve our club's funding application as soon as possible? There is only one month left before the cultural festival. I hope the school will allocate funds to purchase chess equipment and hold a shogi competition during the cultural festival."

"Regarding funding matters, they need to be formally reviewed by the student union, and then notifications will be issued based on the application time of each club."

"Aren't you the vice-president? Why don't you just make the decision? I'm really in a hurry here."

"I'm sorry, but I haven't been given that right."

"what the hell."

"Forget it, Hanamori-san, the vice-president of Jinguji Temple has no time to deal with little characters like us." A boy beside him said with a smile.

Although Hanamori didn't look bored, he returned to his seat expressionlessly.

As a result, the surrounding discussions were like pieces of fish carcasses that had been beaten ashore by the waves and stayed peacefully on the beach.

Jingujizuki sighed in his heart, neither defending nor refuting, nor having any intention to argue with them. He just sat in his seat, like a statue that couldn't understand human words.

"Hey, you didn't respond to this, you boring guy."

When Hasebe walked into the classroom and announced the start of today's class meeting, similar sounds disappeared from his ears.

It's a pity that Jinguji Yue has a memory that is different from ordinary people. Even if the surrounding voices disappeared with the teacher's appearance, his ears could not calm down.

I glanced at the window sill and saw that the paper crane from yesterday had long since disappeared. Perhaps it had flown to a place where no one could find it.

very nice.

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The afternoon physical education class was held outdoors, and Jinguji Yue sat alone under a tree on the playground with her eyes closed and meditative.

Next to his ears, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old was laughing with youthful laughter. He tilted his head slightly to prevent the dappled sunlight that filtered through the leaves from shining on his eyelids.