I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

I Will Become the King of Shura Field Chapter 298

Si Gonghui let go of his little hand with unconsciousness, and immediately cocked: "Your boy's thoughts are really dirty, you will only look at the girl's figure."

Jingu Makoto retorted with a smile: "That's no way. Don't you girls also pay attention to the boy's appearance and height?"

Shigiya Kaguya curled his lips unconvincedly and said, "That's just a few cases. Like I don't care about these superficial things."

"Oh? It seems that Huiye sauce is still quite traditional, pursuing spiritual pleasure and spiritual communication."

"Of course~" Shimiya Kaguya seldom revealed her mate selection concept to Jingu Makoto.

"For a boy, he doesn't need to be handsome or have outstanding talents, but he must have a sense of responsibility and a firm goal, and the courage and conviction to not give up in the face of difficulties."

"These are the glamour points that really attract girls."

Jingong Cheng heard this, shrugged, and swallowed the almost uncontrollable complaint.

To put it nicely, the girl does not care too much about appearance, but at least it must conform to the girl's own aesthetics.

For example, if you have a perfect score of 100, you need at least 60 points to give the girl the most basic patience to get along with him.

If you fall below sixty points, any sense of responsibility is bullshit, because they will subconsciously ignore your existence.

Appearance is indeed not the decisive reason, but it often affects everything.

Assuming that the talent has 60 points, if the appearance is 90 points, then under the influence of good appearance, the overall perception can rise to 80 points.

And if the talent is ninety points, and the appearance is not even sixty points, the overall impression may really not even half of it.

There is a saying that a good-looking shell does not necessarily have an interesting soul, but without a good-looking shell, no one wants to understand your soul.

Of course, Makoto Jingu couldn't say these words, Shigiya Kaguya was still angry.

After Shigiya Kaguya finished speaking, she silently observed Makoto Jingong's reaction.

It seemed that he didn't have much reaction.

Shimiya Kaguya couldn't help poking his shoulder, and emphasized again: "You must have a sense of responsibility and a firm goal, and the courage and faith to not give up in the face of difficulties."

It was so obvious that Makoto Jingu could see through it almost at a glance.

Ha, it turned out to be told to myself on purpose.

Ah~

Jingu Makoto's gaze swept across Fujiwara Chika behind her, and those cute eyes were quietly staring at him.

Obviously, although she has been silent all the time, it does not mean that she is really in a daze the whole time.

Makoto Jingu shook his head and whispered softly: "That's a pity, I am a person with no ambitions, and I have a lazy personality, so I will give up lightly when I encounter some difficulties."

After he finished speaking, he nodded very seriously, as if to emphasize his "shortcomings" again.

Shigiya Kaguya couldn't help clenching her small fist, and it was the first time we saw him who could justify his shortcomings.

This damn guy is so thick-skinned!!!

Of course she wouldn't believe these bullshits, it was a fact that she was lazy, and in other respects, Kaguya didn't think Jingong Makoto was like that.

If it was true, he would not be worthy of him.

It is precisely because of this that she is even more depressed.

She had already hinted it very clearly, but every time he would respond straightforwardly with refusal.

Although he didn't say it directly... but is it different from rejection?

Do you like this?Sorry, I am just the opposite, so it is better not to have expectations of me.

Angrily, the aggrieved Sigiya Kaguya didn't know what else to say.

It's all so obvious, can it be more obvious?Is it possible to tell him directly: Do you work hard to become the type I like?

She could only lift her feet in shame, stomped on Jingu Makoto, and then left him behind.

Hiss~ It hurts.

Jingong Chengjian frowned unconsciously, and rolled his eyes while looking at her stinky back.

The lady who is really hard to serve.

At this time, Shinomiya Kaguya deliberately shook off Jingu Makoto, but he had to face Fujiwara Chika.

He just turned his head a little, and then grieved the eyes of thousands of flowers extremely.

Qianhua didn't say a word, but Jingong Makoto felt her a thousand words.

The eyes are the windows of the soul, and the expressions in the eyes can convey human emotions. This is not a joke.

Ugh...

Makoto Jingu actually had nothing to do, he really didn't want to tear his face.

Although it is to keep a distance from her, let her slowly fade away the liking for herself.

But he himself is the minister of the student union, and now he is also the executive committee member of the cultural festival. Every identity has to face Fujiwara Chika.

It can be said that in Gensawa Academy, it is difficult for Jingu Makoto to completely get rid of Fujiwara Chika.

Unless he resigns, he won't be an executive committee member of any cultural festival, so he will be an ordinary student honestly and quietly.

Even at this level, he and Qianhua are still in the same class. In the past, it was affirmative that they did not look up and lower their heads.

How can this hide?Is it possible to transfer school?

Jingu Makoto couldn't be soft-hearted to her, otherwise, he would give up early.

His emotional battlefield is different from ordinary people. It is not as simple as deciding between active and passive. He cannot lose once, and cannot break through concessions of principle once.

Otherwise, it would be unfair to other girls.

So, he couldn't be soft-hearted, and couldn't really tear his face with Qianhua, so he had no choice but to adopt this attitude of being close.

Of course, there is good news, at least for him.

Although Qianhua was also silent, she did not take the initiative to speak, nor did she want to take the initiative to admit defeat.

But the grudge in her eyes proved one thing: she didn't want to really cut him off completely.

Once a girl becomes cruel, it will be more cruel than a boy.

At any rate, the boy will occasionally remember that once a girl forgets, she will really forget, as if she really erased you from her world.

And as long as she still has you in her heart, and she can't really forget you, then there is much more room for manipulation.

Otherwise, there won't be so many examples of reuniting with the ex.

The girl is the most infatuated, and the most unfeeling.

Don't let her be too infatuated, and don't let her set foot on the unfeeling, just in the middle is the best way to get along.

She didn't speak, then Jingong Cheng could only speak first.

It wasn't the kind of confession, but the tone of an ordinary friend who was just as ordinary as before.

Chika Fujiwara pursed her lips, feeling very unhappy, but she still wanted to cooperate with him in acting.

After all, she didn't want to tear her face.

Two people who want to be decent can only get along like this.

Well, it feels like a cold war.

Chapter 117: A girl like snow!

This small cold war lasted until the three of them entered the building of the examination room.

The examination rooms of Makoto Jingu and Kaguya Shinomiya are on the second floor, while Chika Fujiwara is on the sixth floor.

Walking to the corner on the second floor, Sigiya Huiye waved her hand to say goodbye to Qianhua, and then turned around and prepared to walk to the examination room.

Fujiwara Qianhua didn't rush to walk. She stood at the top of the stairs. Even though there were people coming and going around, many people's eyes were cast on the trio.

Makoto Jingu also wanted to wave his hand at first and simply bid farewell.

But Qianhua's eyes made it difficult for him to leave so easily.

Yes, standing at the top of the stairs, Qianhua's eyes suddenly changed.

She pursed her mouth, her eyes fell on his face, her blue pupils gleamed with resentment, and the plea that she never wanted to suppress anymore.

Qianhua's eyes are very beautiful, smart and bright, containing cuteness and cuteness. If they look at each other, they can be easily cured by her.

But at this time, those eyes that should have been shining with cuteness and vitality, but they showed grievances and pleadings, resentful expectations, and various emotions were mixed together.

The girl has two weapons that are very destructive to the boy. One is her tears, and the other is her eyes.

Especially this kind of affectionate veins, but timidly stopped, watching with hidden anticipation.

I think she hates the cold war with him, and she doesn't want the relationship between the two of them to become alienated.

Knowing that it was his fault, it was his fascination that caused the trouble, but there was always an unwilling voice in her mind bothering her.

It is true that he is a little unfeeling, but the happiness he brings to her is also true. The feeling of being with him, carefree, without any worry, only full of satisfaction and comfort, is also true.

What is a sense of security?You don’t need to think about any troubles, just like lying on your favorite bed, curled up in a quilt, and sleeping peacefully is a sense of security; like lying on a sofa at home, without interference from others, you can laugh wildly while watching TV dramas. Image or etiquette, freeing the freedom in your heart, is a sense of security.

He is hateful, but he is also charming.

So she couldn't help it anymore, she wanted to end this cold war.

She didn't know if Jingong Makoto had the same idea, she just knew she couldn't help it.

Those who take the initiative first are losers, but it doesn’t matter anymore, does it?

There is not much reservedness left in front of him, and there is not much left to be proud of, so embarrassed that he has done the first kiss stupidly.

Can't help it, and can't figure out his mind, so let's get used to the temptation.

So she just stood at the top of the stairs, looking at him silently, without saying a word.

How can that boy be able to withstand such silent acting like a baby?

It's fine if it's an average girl, with enough concentration to send it away at will.

But in front of him, it was Chika Fujiwara.

That lovely and beautiful, perfect girl with innocent and throbbing attraction.

Jingu Makoto itself also belongs to the type of eating soft but not hard. If Qianhua simply adopts a cold attitude, it may be possible that Makoto Jingu can hold back a little bit of her favor.

However, she took the softest way and stared at him without saying a word, but the sparkling waves of her eyes had conveyed everything.

call...

Makoto Jingu was a little lost for a while.

But he must hold back this pity, hold back the urge to hold her comfortably.

Sometimes softheartedness can bring fatal weakness, so learn to be colder when necessary.

After thinking about it, he sighed and said softly to meet her expectant gaze: "Come on for the exam, be careful not to fall asleep in the exam room."

There was still some polite concern, and Chika Fujiwara was not satisfied with his answer.

She wrinkled her nose and whispered: "You have to be careful not to fall asleep in the examination room. I am not a kid."

She was still looking at him, obviously waiting for him to continue to say something.

Whatever it is, she wants him to continue.

It's just that her expectations still seem to be in vain, Jingu Makoto just nodded with a chuckle, then turned around: "I'll see you later."

After speaking, he never looked back, and gradually walked away with Si Gong Huiye beside him.

For no reason, Chika Fujiwara suddenly felt wronged, even though she felt a bit wronged.

But this kind of grievance reached its peak when she looked at the back of Makoto Jingu and Kaguya Sinomiya walking side by side.

She had been a little alienated from the conversation between the two before, and now she felt completely abandoned.

My best friends walked with the people I like, but I was left behind by them.

What I lost was not only love, but also precious friendship.

This kind of taste was intertwined, and Chika Fujiwara tried hard to think about it.