My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Confession?

……Not a confession?

Was confessed by a much smaller high school boy?

Should you be happy?

I should be happy...I am glad you are a dead head!

Biqigu turned his eyes and frowned, "No one inside?"

Hiratsuka came back to her senses, suppressed her complex thoughts, and looked at this guy who was a little shorter than her: "Now, Bi Kegu, what did you mean by that sentence?"

Knocked on the door again, Xiaojing's face didn't know why there was a little strange red on her face: "Also, just call me teacher, don't add the prefix Xiaojing..."

"I mean it's simple--"

Seeing that no one had opened the door yet, and no one spoke, Hachiman-kun's face suddenly sank, and he lifted it with a kick, kicked the door open, and answered the question: "—— fasten the condom, there may be love ahead Waiting for you... I will break it!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door was kicked open, and the two people looked inside, a little dazed.

In a small classroom, there are neatly arranged tables and chairs at the back, a few books are placed on the podium, and the blackboard is clean without any handwriting.

In the morning, the gentle spring sunshine came in through the white curtains, which was a bit dazzling white.

The curtain was blown by the wind, and the cherry blossom trees outside the window fell and a few pink petals fell to the feet of the girl sitting in the center of the classroom.

"bright and clean……"

The young man who seemed to be distracted suddenly closed the door with a "bang"!

"I just saw..."

He slightly hesitated to explain to the teacher who looked bad: "I saw a tigress..."

Teacher Xiaojing stepped on him, opened the door again, and greeted the girl who had already put down the book inside: "Oh, Xuexia!"

It is a black long straight, the real black long straight, wearing the same dark green Zongwu high school uniform, beautiful appearance, quiet, sitting on a chair in the middle of the classroom, there is nothing besides his knees On a book.

It looks very beautiful.

Also very lonely.

Hachiman-kun did not squint, looked at the girl's... feet, and withdrew his gaze in disdain.

Damn black silk...

The girl turned her head and seemed to have been immersed in her own world until someone kicked the door: "Hiratsuka-sensei? I should have asked you to knock on the door before coming in."

The voice is elegant and melancholy, and he is a sensible person.

There was a trace of sullenness in his soothing tone, and he seemed to be very concerned about such small things.

Biqigu’s brain began to analyze this person, and came to the conclusion for the time being—not the same as the coquettish cheap goods outside, this is a very careful literary girl who cares about details...

Those who care about details are fools.

Shizuka Hiratsuka walked over, and Hachiman at the back only noticed that Teacher Xiaojing’s hair was not a little bit long, and the tips of her hair had gone over her knees!

Hey!What is this strange property?

"You didn't respond even if I knocked on the door?"

"Teacher Xiaojing, people may have hearing problems, so don't be so aggressive..."

Hiratsuka was speechless.

I started taunting as soon as I met, Biqigu...

There was a smile hidden deep in her eyes: "Good job!"

The girl's gaze condensed, and she stared at the dead fish eyes without emotion.

………………

I know this girl—to be precise, I have heard of her name.

Yes, the school is this kind of place. It’s a big place, hundreds of people, all kinds of flowers, grass schools, flowers, schools, and grasses are coming out, and they are still very famous. I went out of the school to find the uncle who bought the sesame seed. Never heard of it.

The same grade as me, in the J group of the international education class, that girl accounted for 90% of the class, and is known as an elite class-yes, the bitch class that boys talk privately...

And the one who shines in it is this beautiful girl named Yukino Yukoshita.

How should I say, God is generally fair, and I will be stingy with your looks, and vice versa. The girls in the international class are prehistoric animals, and the rest are mediocre, and my F group , Big breasts and no brains are inseparable.

So Xuexia is indeed an exception.

People are good-looking, and they study very well—though they have a cold personality—ahhh, but I can breathe a sigh of relief no matter what.

The brains are so good, there are too many beautiful girls this year.

For example, Haruong, such as Youxi-go to your sister's Gui Yanye, who is she who has a big breast and no brain?

Although this guy is the same, he is better than others.

Yawata breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard the girl's questioning.

"What's the matter with the male behind you? Just opened the door in a very rude way, and said nasty things, Hiratsuka-sensei, should you call the police?"

...Sure enough, put on a sack and have a fight!

………………

I try to apply skin cream every morning now-just because I need to pay attention to my face.

Chapter 8 I have a good collection of many movies related to teachers

You have to understand that being mocked by a beautiful girl is not a good thing, especially if there is a third person standing here.

You can understand, especially you high school students and college freshmen who are still in the sub-peak period of estrus-understand the mood of public ridicule by the beautiful bitches who put their eyes on their heads?

The third person stood awkwardly between the two. Hiratsuka suddenly realized that the aura of these two students was really big, and he couldn't stand it at all in the buffer zone.

One is the cold iceberg princess, with icy eyes in the air, and snow in April.

One is the old-fashioned conservative pedagogy, with dead fish eyes embedded in the face of majesty and righteousness, and the ridiculous Dafa is overwhelming.

"Let me talk about my intention..."