Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

She had actually thought about the idea her mother told her, but she was not as sure as her mother said.

After all, in her opinion, Ryoko was good at sneaking around, but as for Ayana, she could hardly imagine that a girl like that would act coquettishly to someone in a soft voice.

The main reason is... it's too contrasting.

"You can think about it again. Anyway, just remember one sentence. Don't be too deliberate. Be natural. This can be said to be an innate ability of girls."

Naoko Hayakawa gave another reminder, feeling worried.

The most frightening thing about acting like a spoiled child is overdoing it.

"I will."

Yuki Hayakawa adopted a serious tone and gave an affirmative answer again.

"Anyway, come on." Naoko Hayakawa picked up the sandwich. "I don't think this is very tasty. What do you think?"

"It's true that it doesn't taste good, but isn't this a fat-reducing meal? This is what a fat-reducing meal is like."

Yuki Hayakawa took over the conversation.

"I regret that I shouldn't have said I would eat a fat-reducing diet for a few days."

Naoko Hayakawa took a bite of the sandwich and showed a look of despair.

"Hold on a little longer. If you count the time, it will be over tomorrow. Come on!"

Yuki Hayakawa encouraged her mother.

"come on!"

Naoko Hayakawa responded weakly.

"By the way, how far have Ryoko and Yuu progressed?"

She asked with some curiosity.

"……do not know."

Yuki Hayakawa looked away, feeling a sour taste in her heart.

Ryoko is really good at sneaking away!

A pure thief!

She was obviously the one who came first!

But tomorrow is my home court!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel much better.

Two in one

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My next idea is to stabilize the update time first, and then increase the number of updated words. The goal is to move towards ten thousand words a day. In short, I will work harder!

As usual, I ask for a ticket la la la la la la ~~~

Chapter 162 Concept of Love

The next day, at 8:55 in the morning, Watanabe Yu arrived at Hayakawa's house on time.

After pressing the doorbell with ease, he naturally took two steps back.

This action is not for the sake of so-called gentlemanly manners, or to pay attention to one's own image at all times, but simply because he does not want the possibility of close contact between his face and the door panel.

Maki Takakura almost got hit before.

——To quote Gao Cang’s words, if she hadn’t reacted quickly and dodged in time, the frown on her face caused by pain that day would probably not have disappeared.

"coming!"

Along with the response from the video doorbell, the door of Hayakawa's house opened, and Yuki Hayakawa's figure appeared in Watanabe Yu's eyes.

Compared to the past, her outfit today was obviously more homely.

The upper body is a simple beige short-sleeved shirt, and the lower body is a matching beige shorts. Further down, there are white, slender and beautiful legs with amazing proportions.

Even without the embellishment of stockings, that pair of beautiful long legs is eye-catching enough.

At least Watanabe Yu looked at it a few more times out of appreciation.

"Please come in."

Yuki Hayakawa noticed Watanabe Yu's gaze, but she was not shy. She let him look at her until he looked away. Then she moved aside and motioned for him to come in.

"excuse me."

Watanabe Yu said something polite, walked into the entrance, then turned around and closed the door behind him.

"Here are the slippers."

Opening the shoe cabinet, Yuki Hayakawa squatted down naturally, took out a pair of brand new slippers from the cabinet, unwrapped the plastic packaging and placed them in front of him.

"Thank you. By the way, where's your aunt?"

Watanabe Yu put on his slippers and looked around the room with some curiosity.

Unfortunately, from his perspective, he could only see the spacious corridor.

"Mom has gone to work at the flower shop. There are only two of us at home now. You can relax a little."

Yuki Hayakawa misunderstood what Watanabe Yu meant and explained.

The last study session was like this. Because their mothers were there, both the usually talkative Kiriyama Kazuma and the usually outgoing Takakura Maki seemed very reserved and uncomfortable.

They were able to relax later because after delivering the fruit and saying the necessary greetings, their mother went back to the room, leaving the space for them.

"receive."

"Let's go to the recording studio and talk about it."

Yuki Hayakawa walked in front and led the way, followed closely by Yu Watanabe.

After walking down the long staircase, the two walked into the recording studio one after the other.

"The accompaniment sample is being output. It may take another ten minutes."

After sitting down on the sofa, Yuki Hayakawa glanced at the computer screen not far away and said something.

It’s not that she wanted to delay time, but the demo of You’s accompaniment was sent at the last minute. To be precise, it was sent an hour ago, which made her a little flustered.

"It's okay, don't worry. Besides, it was my problem in the first place, and I posted it too late."

Watanabe Yu leaned back on the soft sofa, looking relaxed.

Aunt Hayakawa was obviously more willing to spend money on the software facilities in the decoration.

Take the sofa he is sitting on now, for example. It is quite comfortable to sit on. The only drawback is that it is too soft and not very friendly to patients with lumbar disc herniation.

"That's nothing, but...are you planning on recording several songs this time?"

Sitting on the single sofa, Yuki Hayakawa held up her chin with her left hand and looked at Yu Watanabe with interest.

Maybe it’s because she hasn’t been exposed to the sun much during this period, her milky white skin is much smoother and whiter than before.

Under the cold light from the overhead light, the delicate white skin was covered with a halo, like top-grade silk. Just by looking at it, one could feel its top-grade delicate texture.

"Yes."

Watanabe Yu nodded.

From yesterday to this morning, he sent a total of four music scores to Yuki Hayakawa, including one Japanese song and three Chinese songs.

“Can we finish recording today?”

There was a hint of worry in Yuki Hayakawa's tone.

She hoped that they wouldn't finish recording today so that they would have another excuse to meet tomorrow.

But she certainly couldn't say that, she still had to cover up what needed to be covered up.

Of course, part of the reason was that she was afraid that laughing too loudly would scare You.

"If everything goes well, it should be fine."

Watanabe Yu nodded and gave Hayakawa Yuki an affirmative look.

He had already thought about this problem before coming. Even if things didn't go smoothly and he had to start over many times, he would be able to finish the recording today. It was just a matter of how long it would take to finish.

If everything goes well, it will end earlier; if not, it will end a little later.

"Then we have to work harder!"

Yuki Hayakawa blinked and encouraged the two of them.

"Ah."

Watanabe Yu nodded slightly and gave an affirmative answer.

"By the way, I have a question for you."

Yuki Hayakawa coughed lightly, picked up the unused microphone on the coffee table, and handed it to Watanabe Yu.

"May I ask what does Teacher Jay think of love?"

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Watanabe Yu was stunned for a second.

The scope of this topic is indeed quite wide, just like the shift from the international situation to kangaroos and the Vatican, and then to philosophy and the theory of relativity.

The main point is a break.

"That's not what I wanted to ask. It was the listeners of your song who asked." Hayakawa Yuki paused, "Didn't you see what they wrote on the message board on your homepage?"

"I did not see."

Watanabe Yu shook his head frankly.

In this regard, it is no exaggeration to say that he was a hands-off boss. He uploaded the songs and then didn't care about them anymore.

"Anyway, this is their question. I found it quite interesting, so I asked it."

The curiosity in Yuki Hayakawa's eyes grew stronger.

She personally prefers to talk to him about this topic rather than talking to Mr. Watanabe about "Norwegian Wood".

To conquer a person, you must first know his view on love, right?

“Love is a luxury.”

Watanabe Yu rubbed his chin and expressed his point of view.

Love without material things is like a mess, but love with material things will be caught by the police.

“…Why is it a luxury item?”

Yuki Hayakawa raised her eyes and asked this question curiously.

"Because we have to live, most people have already tried their best to live. On this basis, we also have to maintain our feelings for each other and remember some important dates, so..."

Watanabe Yu paused, and his tone became a little more frivolous.

"After facing the reality, romance alone is not enough. Dialogues like oh, rose, oh, jack, you_jump_I_jump only exist in movies."

It must be said that "Titanic" did teach him a hard lesson in his childhood.

"Rose? Jack?"

Yuki Hayakawa looked confused.

She didn't quite understand what Watanabe Yu meant.

"The male and female protagonists of a movie." Watanabe Yuya realized that he had slipped up and quickly changed the subject, "Anyway, this is not the point."

"Ok."

Yuki Hayakawa spread her hands and didn't intend to ask any further questions.

"But..." She changed the subject, "Why do I feel that you are so pessimistic about love?"

"Maybe it's because I'm more realistic?" Watanabe tilted his head. "Heh, just kidding. This is just a casual chat, isn't it?"