The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

Patting her face, Qianliu helped her up: "Hey...!!!, obediently go take a bath, wait: I'll take you to school."

"Oh."

Despite her reluctance, Mashiro obediently got up slowly and staggered out of the room to go to the bathroom.

I don't know how to change clothes.

With a sigh, she picked out a uniform and suitable underwear from the closet, and Chiryu followed behind to bring it to her.

Putting the clothes in the basket in the changing room, there was already the sound of the shower head in the bathroom. Just as Qianliu was about to go out, he saw a dark trace of dried up in the changing basket next to the new clothes. He couldn't help but understand why Zhenbai suddenly said After that, he will take the initiative to invite him.

When leaving the changing room, an email came from the phone, from Yono Yukinoshita.

"Thank you very much for your help. In order to express my gratitude, my mother asked me to invite you to come to my house and thank you in person. When are you free?"

After reading the email and the cute emoji with a smiling face at the end, Qianliu quickly replied, "No need."

Pressing the send button, he started making a simple sandwich breakfast.

I don't know if it was courtesy or knowing his nature, Yang Nai didn't send any more emails.

After about ten minutes, she dried her hair for Mashiro who was eating the sandwich, and sent it to Qianliu... She went to Shui Gao.

Out of the Sakura Village, the dry air, the biting cold wind, and the chill running up the back from the soles of the feet are annoying, but they are not hated to the bone.

Rather, it has become a familiar feeling and a matter of course since the beginning of winter.

After crossing the main road to the shopping street, Mashiro took a coin and bought a can of drink from the vending machine on the side of the road. After taking a sip, he remembered Qianyu next to him: "Do you want to drink?"

"Need not."

Watching the girl sip her drink, Qian Liu suddenly felt a sudden cold on her face.

He looked up at the sky, and saw sparse snowflakes fluttering in the sky.

There are very few snowy days in Tokyo. Generally, two or three snowfalls are not bad. Although it may snow from December to March, Qianliu has only seen three snowfalls in the past few years.

The surrounding passers-by seemed to be surprised by the sudden snowflakes, and there were many curious children jumping up and down with cheers.

Snowflakes tend to get bigger and bigger over time.

Arriving at Shui Gao before the snow fell, and watching Mashiro go to the art department with a sleepy look, Qianliu looked at the snowflakes outside and couldn't leave for a while.

Forget it, let's stay at the water height today.

Anyway... Graduating in a few days, cherish the last time on campus.

Feilu reminds you: three things to read and collect,

Chapter [-] What else did I say

But even if he stayed at school, he didn't want to go to class.

First, I went to the staff room to chat with Yang Cai for a while, under the joking of Xiaochun and Chihiro, then I casually talked about the future of the university.

Qianliu himself didn't want to go to university, even if he didn't need to spend much time on it.

For ordinary students in the eleventh district, going to university is definitely a very worthwhile thing, because they can get in touch with higher-level people and improve their class.

The so-called happy learning method is nothing but a plaything to deceive the people at the bottom. Due to the serious class solidification, ordinary people want to break their reputation, only by working hard to get into a good university.

This is universal no matter where, people who have the ability will get a life that most people can't achieve if they change to any country.

It's just that the eleventh district is more profound, or the country of capital is...that's it.

The major figures in the congressional political circles are basically from Dongda University. Dongda, the predecessor of Imperial University, has long monopolized the power of the upper class.

Ordinary people can only get ahead if they join that... small circle, draw up relationships, and let their seniors support them.

Of course, if you are good enough, someone will naturally appreciate your value and come to you.

Therefore, a person's life is nothing more than constantly improving his own value as a bargaining chip. To put it bluntly, it is very realistic.

However, the thousand flow ratio is [-] percent.

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% of people have to be lucky, ah no, it may not be appropriate to describe it as lucky, with his ability, even if he does not have such good resources, sooner or later he will be able to make some things that subvert the world by himself.

The question is whether you want it or not.

But since there are good resources and contacts, Qianliu will naturally not be so stupid and arrogant not to use them at all, that is called wasting resources, and being able to use resources reasonably is also an ability in itself.

Thinking of this.... I don't think so, Qianliu exited the staff room, instead of going to the classroom, he set off towards the roof instead.

He hadn't been to the first floor of the building for a long time, and as soon as he stepped into the corridor, he found that the door of the first music classroom was left open, and he walked straight in.

No one was there, it was quiet.

The piano donated by Yaozi was covered with a thin cloth, and he came to sit down in front of the piano: Qianliu flipped the piano cover, he hadn't touched the instrument for a long time.

Looking at the faintly dwindling snowflakes outside the window, he pondered for a moment on a whim, and put his hands on the black and white keys of the piano.

Immediately, a brief introduction sounded, and after just ten seconds, it was an extremely brisk single note with a marching style, and then it was repeated in the form of chords.

Like the sound of a clear spring, these ...... fast sound groups are like the winter wind rolling up dead leaves, and the listener's mind will have the scene of the dead leaves dancing in the air.