Come on again, Yukino

"Oh."

Haruhi just wanted to nod subconsciously,

"Hey?"

Raising his head and looking at Asakura and Nagato on the side, he realized that there seemed to be something wrong in what Hiratsuka said just now.

Shouldn't it be...

The corners of his mouth trembled a little, thinking of Hiratsuka's back just like jojo's dashing departure.

At the same time, an ominous premonition rose in my heart...

Bajiquan! ?

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Chapter 53 How about I call you Master

"Well...Although I have always known that Hiratsuka-sensei's combat effectiveness is very strong, but every time I see this kind of combat effectiveness that hardly belongs to human beings, I am really curious about what happened in Hiratsuka-sensei's student days to be able to Let her grow into what she is now, and she can directly kick up four locomotives at a speed that the naked eye can't see. This is completely out of the field that humans should enter."

Leaning against the window, watching the group of delinquent teenagers who were already lying unconscious on the playground are being brought into the teaching room one by one by the dean of education and several physical education teachers, and they are standing in the far corner of the playground like a hero. Inside, like the back of a lonely woman smoking a cigarette, it will always be deeply engraved in Haruhi's mind.

Just in the past 2 minutes, a crushing massacre occurred on the playground of Zongwu High School.

Stormy winds, violent winds, violent storms, wind and rain,

Haruhi used as many adjectives as he could think of to recreate what just happened.

Hiratsuka Shizuo is a teacher. Although she likes to use force against her students most of the time, it is obvious that when she first went to the playground, she just wanted to drive away the bad guys.

However, one of them, a yellow-haired man with no head, glanced at Shizuo Hiratsuka who was smoking a cigarette at them, so he had to taunt the latter with a "long-winded aunt who likes to preach".

Then, the group of bad guys who sat on the locomotive and had bad luck lost all their memories together.

Gee.

Haruhi was a little gloating.

"If Koyuki can be called Sobuko's Frozen Princess by relying on Iaizan and his fierce Aikido, then this Hiratsuka-sensei who can be invincible to Sobugao with just one punch and one kick, She should be the Emperor Wu who is called the supreme Wu Gaoli, she is obviously just an ordinary high school teacher."

Although Haruhi doesn't really like other people's meddling in his own affairs, and he doesn't think what those little gangsters can do to him, but this one just now, Hiratsuka Shizuo has shown with her actual actions that Haruhi wants to leave the classroom , you can only pass the level of her fist first.

If possible, Haruhi would also like to ask the big teacher who also witnessed the scene on the playground in another classroom, and ask him if he would be lucky to be able to survive the miracle of Hiratsuka's iron fist all these years.

"Thinking about it this way, I quickly found one for Hiratsuka-sensei's single reason. It's really amazing."

The tide ebbs and flows, the clouds roll between the clouds,

Haruhi, who was sitting in the classroom, silently watched Hiratsuka Shizuka solve the incident that she forcibly quelled before it even started.

At the moment when everything was over, Haruhi's mouth showed a complicated and unspeakable smile.

Because unlike Shizuo Hiratsuka who almost gave up on her in the previous life, the teacher Hiratsuka in this life is helping him more like she is partial. As a teacher, she helps him correct his original shortcomings.

Except for Xiaoxue, he was rarely cared by other people to such an extent. Although he was a little moved,

but,

He had some little doubts.

……

"Haruhi, come to my office."

Soon,

After calming down the manic mood after the war, Shizuka called Haruhi to her office.

Sitting on the office chair, Shizuo Hiratsuka told Haruhi all the information she had learned in the dean's office.

"Those bastards just explained to the director and the others, saying that it was the head of the spring who took the initiative not long ago, is this really the case?"

When Hiratsuka Shizuo asked, the floating white windbreaker was still as clean as it was in the classroom, and the massacre just now was not qualified to be stained with a trace of dust.

"Definitely not. I saw a few of them harassing girls from other schools outside, so out of the kindness of human nature, I barely beat them up. There shouldn't be anything wrong with that."

Of course, as for looting their savings after beating them up, Haruhi didn't mention a word to Shizuo Hiratsuka, who was obviously still on his side.

"I'll just say, those bastards who don't know how to be polite at all, how can they be compared with the students I teach, even if it is Haruhi, who has the worst character in the class, you are a thousand times better than them. right."

"Although I am happy that Hiratsuka-sensei can praise me, I have no intention of being happy at all."

"Let's not be an example, I have helped you to beg the dean of education, but the director said that you still have to submit a review letter, the content should be no less than [-] words, the words should be sincere, and the attitude of admitting mistakes should be positive, I understand. Is it?"

"..."

I'm going to write a review again.

Looking at the blank piece of paper that Shizuka Hiratsuka handed over, Haruhi sighed inwardly.

The review I wrote last time for the test is still posted on the publicity board at the door. For this matter, Xiaoxue has blamed herself for a long time.

Now you want me to write a review again?Can't write it?

Haruhi turned his eyes to the teacher in embarrassment.

Looking at Haruhi's appearance that she doesn't really want to write,

Shizuka Hiratsuka's face also showed a touch of embarrassment. After thinking about it, she took out a blank piece of paper from her drawer, took out two pens embarrassingly, and smiled dryly at Haruhi.

"Don't worry, this time it's not just you alone, I also have to pay for the behavior I just shot, and it's four times as much as you, a full two thousand words; you can hang it on the propaganda board with me. Shame, anyway, technology is so advanced, a review can be copied on a mobile phone in at most [-] minutes, now, grab a chair next to you, sit down, and write in the office."

"Don't lie to me, don't just post my review alone on the propaganda wall, it will be very embarrassing."

Although he took the cell phone that Hiratsuka Shizuo handed over, Haruhi glanced at the older woman in front of him again, a little uneasy.

By the way, do teachers also need to write reviews?

"I won't lie to you, hurry up and write."

"Understood, just trust you once."

……

…………

"By the way, if I finish writing this review, can I call you Hiratsuka-sensei as a master in the future?"

"Master? Why do you want to call this when you think of it? Could it be that you want to learn Bajiquan with me?"

"It's not such a simple reason, although I really want to learn the trick of Mr. Hiratsuka, Tieshan."

In the office, the teachers and students, one big and one small, were casually chatting about something while they were copying the review at their desks.

"Then why do you think of calling me master? Obviously, the word teacher is no different from master."

Stopping the pen in his hand, Shizuo Hiratsuka raised his head in confusion.

Then, in the eyes of Teacher Jing, Haruhi laughed embarrassingly.

"Although my Chinese grades were not very good before, I have heard the proverb that I am a teacher for one day and a parent for life."

The boy's voice fell,

Shizuo Hiratsuka suddenly stopped the pen she was writing on, and put her hands on the desk, with a slightly suspicious gaze, she just stared at Haruhi blankly, silent, not knowing what she was thinking. .

"..."

In the quiet space, looking at Shizuo Hiratsuka who was stunned, Haruhi touched his nose subconsciously, touched his head and smiled smugly.

A ray of sunlight outside the window shone on the two of them, and Haruhi's facial features, which were originally vultures, became a little softer because of this.

He spoke softly.

"I'm also worried that the future Hiratsuka-sensei will not be able to find a lover, and that there will be no heirs. If it really reaches that level, then as a master and your apprentice, I can treat you as my mother. Treated, even I may inherit a large amount of inheritance after your death for nothing, and finally marry Shizuka and embark on the pinnacle of life."

"..."

"Hello? Master? Hey, why are you crying? I was just making an analogy, maybe you can find a boyfriend when you are 40 years old, don't give up hope!!"

"Go away! I have no apprentice like you, Shizuka Hiratsuka!!"

(ps: I don’t ask for votes today, I have something to tell you.

Because the editor in charge told me today that this novel is going to be on the shelves next week, so let me prepare in advance, so you can treat today's remarks as a testimonial. Will take one.

Ha, after thinking about it, it has been almost two weeks, but in less than two weeks, I have written a total of 15 words, and because the number of words has increased too fast, plus the recommended position for next week, That's just two.

Yep, just two.

I went to ask those bigwigs, and they said that most of the authors can be put on the shelves with around 12 or 15, and I am one of the rare special cases, because the update is too fast, which caused my I have to wait until the number of words is about 20 to be put on the shelves. I told them that there is nothing I can do. For more people to read, I can only use this endless amount of updates to make up for my lack of writing skills.

Of course, if people who don't want to read it because it's on the shelves will delete this book from the shelf from now on, I won't say anything. After all, I've been with me for half a month, day and night. Waiting for the update is also a fate.

Because no one will know what will happen to my novel in the future, it may be flat and unsatisfactory, and maybe it will hit the streets because of the dismal data.

First of all, I am an out-and-out Yukino, and all the fan fiction I have written are related to Yukino. As for who I am, you can guess for yourself. Two-dimensional love, love for Yukino, love for wanting bad money, so I wrote this book, let's do it again, Yukino.

I remember that when I had 268 words, the collection was 2.7, and the number of clicks was 6. When I had 1088 words, the collection was 10, and the number of clicks was [-]. Click and collect thousands of authors, I am very envious, very envious, but only in my heart, because I know that just being envious without making any effort is equivalent to farting.

I buried myself in the update. When I had 15 words, I remember almost [-] collections. Now, [-] words and [-] collections.

I have never felt how good my writing is, why there are so many people reading it,

But every time I see someone in the book review area and the Tucao area complimenting me that the candy I wrote is really good, I am very happy, very happy. Since they like to read it, there must be a reason for it.

Even now, some people are telling me that the male protagonist is a scumbag, naive, like a child, likes to avoid responsibility, he is obviously a rebirth, and he can't even open a hook, what's so cool about it.

And I will only silently mute him, delete the comments and complain, and then lock him in the little black room (smiling, silently watching my comments get more footsteps.

I wrote this book first because of Yukino, but because it is true that I have some regrets about the youth I used to have. If we had a good person like Koyuki, Hiratsuka-sensei, and Yukino-sensei at that time, then even, even if that What can we do when we become a little naive.

I know that it is impossible for everyone to like this novel, and there must be some who hate it. In my heart, since I hate it, I just quit it in the upper left corner. There is no need to hurt my fragile heart.

Sometimes I just stayed up late to code a chapter, and I wanted to see the happy expressions of readers, but I was caught off guard when I saw a super slanderous remark in a comment or a rant, and the loss in the middle of the night, I think you must have never experienced it.

Not long ago, it was reported and the chapters in it were re-removed. These have been said before, so I will not repeat them.

Since it's about to be put on the shelves, I still want to tell you that if you like to watch it, keep it, and if you don't like it, just delete the favorite.

When it was put on the shelves, it was updated ten times in a row, and I also promised you that it would not be pulled down, and I would still update it three to four times a day.

As for the bounty that many bosses have told me, I really didn't plan to put it up, but for the sake of the viscosity of this book, let me just say it casually. The current data is: 1497 monthly tickets, 24905 recommended tickets, and 67468 rewards , Blade 888, for every [-] additional monthly votes, one more update is added on the basis of ten more. For recommended votes, according to your daily votes, I also put [-] plus one more, because the daily recommended votes will exceed three thousand.As for the reward, five thousand plus one more, the blade is also one hundred, and so on.

Of course, these are little things.

Everything is just to talk about as a testimonial.

Let's end it like this, we'll see you later, there should be another update after twelve o'clock.

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Chapter 54 The Joy of Feeding

on the roof,

Facing the bento placed in front of him,

However, Haruhi rarely touched it, instead he squatted silently and stretched his wrists.

"what happened to you?"

The girl in front of her asked curiously.

Haruhi waved the hand that didn't touch the pen and smiled reluctantly: "Actually, it's nothing, I just wrote a [-]-word review, and at the end of it, my finger joints felt a little numb and stiff. ."

As he spoke, the teenager kept complaining: "You know, since I graduated from college, I haven't written so many words with a pen. I really don't understand what the dean is thinking. The review book is here. It’s not like I haven’t written such documents in the company before, but we just typed one by hand, and finally printed it out and signed it. Now it’s better, and I have to let you write word by word with a pen from beginning to end. Handwriting, isn't this embarrassing?"

"So you really wrote it? Or a [-]-word review?"

Without waiting for the end of the spring activities, Yukinoshita, who was eating a bento in small sips, raised his eyebrows slightly at this moment, and his eyebrows were mixed with schadenfreude towards the boy in front of him.

"What do you think, you have seen the scene of Xiaoxue that happened on the playground in the morning. To be precise, it should be five hundred words plus two thousand words... To be honest, I also blame myself for being rushed by the master's rhetoric. dizzy."