"Everyone, please sit where I just told you. Don't sit in the wrong position." Itoigawa Marei directed the students to sit down in the Mingchuan Auditorium, and now they are preparing to hold the opening ceremony.

The first-year student's seat was closest to the podium. After following the team to the destination, Aikawa Yusheng waited for the other boys to go in and sit down, while he sat at the outermost position near the aisle - his legs were longer, and two people were sitting there.

There will be some stretch in the middle.

"Aikawa, how do I look? Do I look like a high school student?" Takamatsu Junzan, who was sitting next to him, pushed his short hair back with his hands and straightened his body and asked.

Today everyone is wearing the school uniforms issued yesterday.

"Takamatsu, you can be more confident, because you are just a high school student." Aikawa Yusheng commented after looking at him.

"Why are you avoiding the question of 'how am I looking?'" Takamatsu Junshan grasped the important point that is not the main point.

"Well, I think it's very good." Aikawa Yusheng said with a slight tilt of his head. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Takamatsu, have you ever thought about changing the size of your school uniform to a larger size? Your outfit is a bit too... too close-fitting.

Already."

"Stop comforting me. I'm aware of this problem too. Who told us that our uniforms should be measured during the spring break?" Gao Songjunshan said with a sad face. "I was admitted to the high school of my choice. My mother has been treating me to delicious food and drinks during the spring break."

Me, in just half a month, I have gained more than ten pounds... Who knows my pain."

"I don't understand anyway." Aikawa Yusheng patted his shoulder to express comfort, although the effect may be negative.

"I need to lose weight. I'm a man who wants to join the baseball team and shine in Koshien." After warming himself up, Takamatsu Kimiyama squinted at Aikawa Yusei and said somewhat sourly: "How do you understand?

Ah, the man who received a love letter in his shoe cabinet on the second day of school."

This is what Takamatsu Junshan saw in the morning. As soon as he opened the shoe cabinet, two pink envelopes slipped out. The most annoying thing was that this man whispered:

"Why would someone use this place as a mailbox? It's so strange. Isn't it said that letters have been replaced?"

It must be because I saw myself nearby and deliberately stimulated myself! It must be!

"But Aikawa, why are you only wearing a shirt? Aren't you cold?"

"....fine."

"I know, I understand your carefulness. Wear white short-sleeved shirts in the spring, and the senior sisters can notice you at a glance from our blue coats.

Aikawa, Aikawa, your city is too deep, how can ordinary high school students like us live like this!"

Takamatsu Junshan was heartbroken. He had to wear only a shirt tomorrow. Why didn't he think of it? What a cold thing.

"Ha...ha..." Aikawa Yusheng looked in the direction of the corridor slightly speechlessly, without explaining.

I can’t say that I only learned that wearing a jacket and a tie was entirely because of this morning. Looking at the package cover and how the student model looked wearing it, Aikawa Yusheng nodded with satisfaction. The clothes of this era are indeed very good.

But when the so-called tie was found to be just a rectangular strip of cloth, the "satisfaction" was shattered. There was no way it could turn into the one in the case picture.

Aikawa Yusheng, who had no time to look for videos to study on his mobile phone, finally chose to give up his coat and vest and only wore a shirt.

It was also because of this incident that Teacher Uigawa specifically asked him why, so he could only find an excuse to pass it by.

The seat across the aisle was gradually filled with people. It should be the seat of Class B of the first grade, because by coincidence, Shang Yingkongfeng was sitting in the same row in another corridor.

The sitting posture is upright and beautiful, with no expression, and she is looking forward indifferently. The legs slightly sideways under the skirt attract the attention again for two seconds.

"Good morning, Sakura-san." Aikawa Yusheng greeted politely.

Shangying Kongfeng did not respond.

Fearing that his voice was too soft, Aikawa Yusheng repeated it loudly. This time he must have heard it, because the classmates around the girl turned to look at him.

She still didn't respond, she seemed to be still a rude girl.

Perseverance is a good quality. Just when Aikawa Yusheng was about to shout loudly for the third time, Shangying Kongfeng finally turned to look at him, slightly helpless:

"Good morning, Aikawa-san."

The sound is clean and clear, reminding people of the first breath of air when they opened the window in the morning, and then they immediately looked away and no longer looked here.

The girl is really fickle. Yesterday, she was pestering her to do archery, but just one day later, she ignored her, Aikawa Yusheng thought to herself.

Soon the opening ceremony officially began.

"First of all, let us welcome the new two hundred and twenty-seven students to join our big family of Mingchuan..."

Amid applause, the pot-bellied principal came to the stage to speak.

...

Aikawa Yusheng was dozing off, his forehead resting on the back of the chair in front of him.

Even though he said "the most annoying thing is sleeping" when he introduced himself, it was true that Aikawa Yusheng was like this. He still couldn't bear the principal's speech for several hours. The assistant had to fill up the water glass next to him several times.

Secondary water.

It is very difficult to understand everything about admission rates, future prospects, teaching plans, and chicken soup of life.

I also roughly understand why an opening ceremony takes a whole morning.

What's more...

Aikawa Yusheng found that when he was dozing off, the [time] increased slightly. Could it be because many people present did this, so this is also a very [life-flavor] thing?

Although it might be a bit outrageous, it made him sleep more peacefully.

"Get up! Get up!" Awakened by the shaking of Takamatsu Junshan, Aikawa Yusheng rubbed his eyes. The world was not yet clear, and he asked:

"What's wrong? I'm done."

"No, I call you a good brother. Look, you are a super beautiful girl!" Takamatsu Junshang looked like a wolf that had been hungry for three days. No matter what he did with his hands or what he said, there was danger in his eyes.

The green light looks in one direction.

"Huh?" Following the direction he was looking, Aikawa Yusheng also looked over.

A girl with black hair reaching her waist stood quietly at the side of the stage.

But for Aikawa Yusheng, she is also considered an 'acquaintance' - she is the girl who met yesterday morning, eating rice balls under the cherry blossom tree.

Her delicate and graceful face, her thin and soft lips, and her long hair falling down her shoulders made her look a little weak.

Under the light on the stage, the profile of his face was dyed a soft golden yellow, and the ends of his black hair were shaped like crystal clusters and seemed to be glowing.

It was very beautiful. Aikawa Yusheng glanced at Kamizakura Kongfeng subconsciously and compared the two people.

It's hard to tell them apart, they are two different flowers. The girl on the stage will give people a desire to protect, while the miko lady under the stage will give people a desire to conquer.

It seemed that he was extremely sensitive to Aikawa Yusheng's gaze. After only looking at it for a few seconds, Shang Yingkongfeng turned to look at him, with doubts in his eyes.

"At noon..." Before the word 'good' came out of her mouth, the girl withdrew her gaze without interest, and even subconsciously turned her body to the other side - full of disgust.

Sure enough, the weak girl is more cute, Aikawa Yusheng looked back on the stage.

This time the girl didn't notice him because of his gaze, because too many people's eyes were focused on her at the moment.

"Next, I'll ask the president of the student union to come and talk to everyone about the school's rules and regulations. First-year students should pay attention, and second- and third-year students should just review them."

"Okay!" This time the applause was full of sincerity.

"Hello everyone, I am Amamiya Chiran, a third-year student, and I am currently the temporary president of the student council..."
Chapter completed!