What they imagine about me is so scary.

He has a very good figure. Even through thick clothes, you can see that this person has an excellent figure. The suit looks slim on him, and his whole body is the perfect support.

"So high!" Even Miura Yuko, who has always regarded herself as the top female top, couldn't help but exclaimed at this moment.

Really high

This guy is about 1.9 meters tall...

Man walks onto the podium

Hiratsuka Shizuka patted his waist and introduced everyone, "This is the new classmate. Hey, kid, please introduce yourself to everyone."

I never expected that Shizuka Hiratsuka could stand together with this person and do such a powerless thing.

If the man's face hadn't been colder

Hayama Hayato even thought that Hiratsuka Shizuka would be beaten into pieces by the Desert Eagle that the man took out from his waist in a second.

"Kitashima River"

A tone so bland that it seems colorless

"Nice to meet you all."

It was obviously a polite way of saying 'Hello everyone', but for some reason the words suddenly changed in Kitajimagawa's mouth when everyone in the group heard them: "You all can go to hell."

He seemed not to say hello, but to sentence everyone to death.

"This person..." Although he had not formally communicated with Kitajima Chuan, he felt that he was already afraid of him in his heart at this moment.

It's really scary...

There was an eerie silence in the entire classroom after Kitajima Chuan introduced himself.

"Okay, let's welcome Kitajimagawa-san." Hiratsuka Shizuka reacted to the strange atmosphere and quickly made amends.

moment

The thunderous applause sounded, which was in sharp contrast to Kitajima Chuan's calm face.

......

It was as if the person being welcomed at this moment was not Kitajima Chuan, but a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

He welcomed the applause of the crowd and naturally walked to an empty seat in the back row by the window.

Wherever he passed, the classmates who had just been clapping their hands immediately put down their hands and held their breath, fearing that Kitajima would catch him if he breathed too loudly.

Kitajima Chuan, on the other hand, was thinking about what his campus life would be like in the future. It was a wonderful feeling.

After all, it’s this feeling of seeing each other again after a long separation.

Bei Daochuan sat down, stretched out his hand, and touched the brown wooden desk.

This feeling...

It's amazing...

He looked at the campus outside the window

"It shouldn't be too bad..."

Kitajimachuan thought so...

Chapter 9: The so-called campus, the so-called youth

Kitajima's memory of his past school life is rather vague, but he vaguely remembers that he was in a boarding school. He spent his youth with his roommates who were just idiots. The most impressive thing about him was that one year he was in a boarding school. After winning the championship, the whole school shouted: Awesome.

As for Neon's teaching model, he has never understood it and has never heard of it. He heard that Neon's club is relatively famous.

But to be honest, Bei Daochuan is not very interested in this so-called club. This is the same whether it was before or now. For Bei Daochuan, a club is a group of energetic young people gathering together. On the one hand, it was for the limelight, and on the other hand, it was created for fun, and it was a refuge sought under the so-called system of the school.

Although this explanation is strange, it is indeed Kitajimagawa's understanding of club activities.

But compared to so-called club activities...

What he is obviously more troubled about now is...

Even though Hiratsuka Shizuka is still speaking on the podium, the communication in the audience is still uninterrupted. Almost every three or four seconds, no less than one girl from the football team will look at him. In this short period of four seconds, In the 10-minute class, a total of seven girls discussed his appearance, fourteen boys discussed his identity, and seven of the fourteen boys were studying Kitajima Chuan's true purpose of coming to this school.

good guy....

In this class, at least nine girls secretly picked up their mobile phones and took a photo towards Kitajima River. The most outrageous girl didn't even turn off the flash...

Bei Daochuan didn't like this feeling. This feeling of being like a star in the spotlight made Bei Daochuan feel like he was actually a monkey from the zoo.

Although he has been criticized by many people because of his unique abilities, and he has been immune to this criticism to a certain extent, he still feels a little uncomfortable when he is in the same classroom with the same class.

After all, no matter how much criticism he received in the past, it was still at the level of a passerby.

But for now, they are all classmates. As long as Kitajima Chuan does not transfer to another school or die, he will continue to be classmates with these guys sitting in this classroom in the next three years.

"It's very distressing..."

Bei Daochuan murmured to himself

I looked at the classmates in the class

There doesn't seem to be any particularly troublesome thorns. There seem to be two of them, but it feels harmless.

It seems that they are all just freshmen in the sense of student days, and there is no such thing as the kind of guy who can fly into the sky and escape the earth just by looking at him.

As for whether there is any strange guy in the class, Kitajima Chuan actually found one guy.

He inadvertently glanced to the right. It was a guy with eyes rich in DHA, and his whole body exuded a rotten aura.

It is completely opposite to the youthful atmosphere of this high school.

It's like watching a campus love idol drama and a zombie suddenly appears and bites the head off.

........

What a strange metaphor...

I don’t know why, but Kitajima gradually discovered that after he came to this world, his inner activities became more and more abundant.

The heart of complaining seems to be so strong that it can't stop at all.

........

Just as Kitajima was stunned

"Kitashimagawa-san, please get up and answer this question."

Hiratsuka Shizuka stood on the podium, holding a piece of chalk and looking towards Kitajima River.

At this moment, Kitajima Chuan once again attracted the attention of the whole class.

Everyone saw Bei Daochuan standing up calmly

Then he said very confidently

"I do not know."

That confident tone, steady breath, and that face as calm as a mirror lake.

"Oh, sit down." Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't seem very surprised and just asked Kitajima Chuan to sit down.

Without answering, Kitajimachuan sat down as if he had never stood up.

The atmosphere in the classroom became weird.

It's not that Kitajima Chuan didn't answer because he thought it was troublesome or wanted to be in the limelight, but...

Damn it!

But it’s Neon’s Chinese studies class!

What he studied in the Chinese studies class before was "The Analects of Confucius", "Theory of Six Kingdoms", "Tang Poems", "Diary of a Madman" and "Hometown". What is the Chinese studies class here?

I really can't understand it.

The memories in his mind must have been returned to his original junior high school teacher long ago.

Very distressed...

This is his study

I guess it's easy to get stabbed...

When I thought of the beautiful, gentle and virtuous Kasugano Tsubaki receiving Kitajimagawa's report card one day, she slowly put down her smile and put on a sad expression, and then said to Kitajimagawa in disappointment:

"Kuan-kun...how could this happen?"

Ah ah ah ah ah!

No way

Absolutely not! ! ! !

If something like that happened, Kitajima Chuan felt that he would be violent.

It seems that I need to find a way to catch up on my studies.

He wants to protect Aunt Chunzi’s smile! ! ! !

Chapter 10: Miura Yuko’s heart is pounding!

"get out of class is over!"

As the bell rang, Hiratsuka Shizuka, the Chinese studies teacher, walked out of the classroom.

Everyone's hearts seemed to suddenly relax, and everyone began to feel very relaxed.

only one exception

That man doesn't fit in with the students in school uniforms around him

He held his face with his left hand wearing the watch, looking at the scenery outside the window. Who knows what kind of scenery this school has that is worthy of attracting him?

Who knows?

But at this moment, he was leaning lazily against the wall in a suit, and his sharp black eyes seemed a little calmer at this moment.

Even though the class was very lively, he seemed to have nothing to do with it.

Suddenly, in this foreign land, Kitajima's mind recalled what the gentleman from his hometown once wrote in a book: There was a man downstairs who was dying of illness, and the family in the next room was singing on the gramophone; opposite there were children playing.There were two people upstairs laughing wildly; there was also the sound of playing cards.There is a woman on a boat in the river crying for her dead mother.Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same. I just think they are noisy.

Yes, they fell in love, they worked hard, and they felt the joys and sorrows of youth, but it had nothing to do with him, Kitajima Chuan.

What a wonderful feeling.

It's like a feeling of aloofness.

call!

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

I just wanted to be a cool and handsome man.

He was stopped by a small hand of Bai Zhe with pink nails.

Everyone looked at the hand slapped on Bei Daochuan's desk in astonishment.

The owner of this pretty little hand is really known as the only female assistant in Class C, Miura Yuko.

"Kitashima River, please add a line."

Listen to the other party's strange tone

Kitajima slowly raised his head.

She has a better face, but the only flaw is that her face with good-looking facial features is covered with makeup. In fact, girls of her age don’t need to wear makeup. A light makeup is actually enough. This is the age when girls are most beautiful. Everything. No cosmetics can beat time.

Her hair was dyed blonde and slightly curled at the ends. Her skirt was cut very short, which was not the normal length of other girls in this school. She had short socks, strong calves, and a very good figure.

Although Kitajimachuan was just observing

But paired with his murderous cold face, it was as if he was observing a dead person.

The atmosphere of the whole class suddenly became deadly silent

No one dared to speak out, for fear that if they spoke louder, the Desert Eagle Kitajima took out from his pocket would be shot into pieces. Of course, they were also confused as to why Miura Yuko was so arrogant. Showing off in front of this guy, isn't this just squatting in the toilet and using a flashlight in the middle of the night, looking for shit to [die]?

The person involved actually regrets it