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You can search for the latest chapters by searching for "Japanese Entertainment Musicians Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu!The spring when the cherry blossoms bloom is the time when each major campus opens.

Outside the school gate, a stone monument stands tall.On the stone tablet, the words "Chiba Prefectural Abo High School" are engraved.

In the campus, cherry blossom petals are scattered in the wind, and ray of sunlight pours down from the gaps in the leaves... All the scenes in this scene show the beauty of spring.

"I hope you can have a fulfilling and happy high school career. I am your head teacher. You can call me Ito... Then, now we will start the roll call and the person who is read will answer'to'."

Standing on the podium, the head teacher named Ito looked at the dozens of people in the entire class, first glanced at the list of people in front of him, and then said aloud: "Ohara..."

"To!"

"Island..."

"To..."

"The mountain is real."

"To—"

As soon as Ito finished reciting his name, two voices, one male and one female, were heard not far away. These two completely different voices came from the same position, which immediately attracted the attention of the whole class.

I saw that at the center of attention of the audience at this time were the two men and women sitting next to each other.

But the expressions on the faces of these two people were very surprised, and there was a hint of anger in the accident.

"It is very rude to pretend to be someone else's name." It was the girl sitting on the right who spoke first.

Her facial features are correct and beautiful, and it is very obvious that she is very recognizable among the people. Paired with a pure white school uniform, it gives people a sense of innocence. The flaw is that her voice is slightly lowered.

People who are also angry about this, and the boy sitting next to her next to the window.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, fair skin, deep and three-dimensional features, and has a sense of similarity with Ozaki.

The boy at this time was also angry, and did not flinch from the question of the girl beside him: "I was called by this name. You are playing a prank? Right?"

The boy's voice is high-pitched, which is inversely proportional to the girl's low-pitched voice.Although he didn't speak loudly, he could still feel the penetrating power of his voice.

Bystanders are clear.Among the freshmen who witnessed the beginning and end of the incident, one suddenly opened his mouth to explain the current embarrassment of the two.

"Same name and last name?"

With the voice of not knowing who the owner is, the classroom was quiet for a while, and then there were successive surprises: the plot in the movie was actually staged in reality?

Obviously, Ito was also a little surprised by such a situation.After a brief astonishment, he opened his mouth again every word: "The mountain is real?"

"Here."

The same answer comes from the same two people.

The two people who had been displeased with each other before looked at each other again, but unlike the anger before, this time more emotions were temptation and surprise.

The first time may be accidental, and there are many reasons to explain it, such as reading too fast, close to the pronunciation, which leads to confusion... But the second and third times are still the same, that is a fact.

Although it was the first time to encounter this kind of problem, Ito remained calm as a head teacher.After reading through the string of names on the list, I finally found two students with "Takayama Kazumi" or "Takayamakazumi".

"So it's like this..."

Ito murmured, seeming to know something.

He stood up and picked up the chalk, turned around and wrote quickly on the blackboard.The students who noticed the head teacher's actions here also stopped their discussions and turned their attention to Ito, who was writing something on the blackboard.Wanbar Novel Network www.wanbar.net

After a while, two strings of Chinese characters appeared on the blackboard.

High mountain, Yingshan and sea.

Two strings of names written in chalk, one on the left and one on the right, appeared in everyone's vision.

"The pronunciation is the same, but the way of writing is completely different."

With the appearance of the two names on the blackboard, the curiosity of the teachers and students in the classroom was finally satisfied.

Ito raised his glasses and looked at the two people who were still arguing: The pronunciation of the names is the same, and it is a coincidence that even the seats are allocated so close.

Novelty returns to novelty. As the head teacher, Ito still distinguishes the priority.Clearing his throat, Ito said, "You will recognize your own names."

It only took less than a minute for Takayama Kazushima's mood to change from anger to doubt, to the current loss.When I think of spending my high school career with someone whose name sounds the same, I feel a bit complicated.

Hearing Ito's words, and the other "Takayama" sitting next to him did not move, he raised his hand and pointed to the name on the left: "I am on the left..."

After receiving the answer from the other party, Ito nodded.But then we have to face a difficult problem: "But... how do you distinguish between two people with the same pronunciation?"

"It's better to divide it into No.1 and No.2. Gaoshan No.1, Yingshan No.2..."

The voice of the students who did not know the source sounded. This proposal was approved by the whole class, leaving only the big and small eyes of the two high mountains sitting on the left side of the classroom.

Ito pressed his hand at the lecture table and shifted the focus of the discussion: "Okay, the discussion ends here." Taking a look at the two people next to the seats, Ito quickly looked away. Then he said, "Next, Yuka Sato."

"To..."

The center of gravity in the classroom quickly shifted from the two people with the same name and the same surname, and the eyes that had been watching this way before pulled away, letting them breathe a sigh of relief.

"Eagle Mountain...Eagle Mountain and the sea?"

Takayama spoke tentatively, even though he knew that this was calling the boy on his left, but the same pronunciation of the name always gave him the illusion and discomfort of talking to himself.

I heard the low voice of the girl who was angry at me before, and transferred the thoughts of Eagle Mountain and the sea from the cherry blossom petals floating in the wind outside the window to the classroom.

"What's the matter?" Looking to the right, Ying Shan and Hai saw this girl with the same pronunciation as his own name, and felt a little complicated.

She is indeed a beautiful girl. It would be nice if she had a different name from her.

"Sorry, I was too reckless just now." Takayama Kazuhiro's original low voice suddenly became a lot crisper at this time, perhaps because he pinched his throat to make it sound better.

But what attracted even more attention from Eagle Mountain and Hai was her right hand that was constantly rubbing her elbow, which was too conspicuous.

Frozen by the sudden apology of Takayama Kazuhiro, Yingshan and Hai responded after a while, "I also have my problem. I am angry at you without understanding the cause and effect of the matter..."

The first half of the sentence was still apologizing, Yingshan and Hai were then occupied by their own curiosity: "Are you not comfortable with your hands?"

As the second half of the sentence was spoken, Eagle Mountain and Hai's eyes rested on each other's elbows.

Although I mentioned this topic, the girl still didn't stop rubbing her elbow: "This is just a quirk of me, don't care...ah, yes, posipeace."

"Huh?" Yingshan and Haiwenyan were taken aback, watching the arcs of laughter that appeared at the corners of the girl's mouth when she laughed, and her funny smile, somehow their mood improved.

By the way, I also got some interest in this girl who behaved a little and had a strange tone: "What do you mean?"

"This means..." As soon as Takayama wanted to explain, he was interrupted by Ito on the podium not far away.

"Don't whisper during class time."

"very sorry!"