My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

My Youth Love Story Sudden Change in Painting Style Chapter 384

When Yuihama Yui was blown by the wind in the corridor, the dumpling stirred up, rubbing his hands, stomping his feet, and pushing open the door of the ministry, and he heard the sound of the window rattling and shaking.

Two of her good friends are reading in silence.

The atmosphere is rare, without the smell of gunpowder-it's strange, they used to be cynic and sarcasm, and they kept going.

"Ah, Yui, close the door, it's windy."

Regarding the complaints of the small business, Yubihama closed the door obediently and looked at the two people. He always felt that there was a problem, but he just couldn't tell—somewhat reluctantly he said, "It seems, a typhoon is coming."

"That's a good thing. I don't care if the cool weather is sunny or cloudy."

"Because small businesses don't leave the house, they don't hate rainy weather."

"Long live the family, what's wrong with ordinary family cooks?"

Yukoshita was still reading boredly, Yui sighed helplessly: "Ah, ah haha... small businesses are really small businesses."

"A fool is really a fool... By the way, why don't you use your cell phone to send emails when you are in class, but to send notes?"

"Because you can't use your mobile phone in class."

"Oh, that makes sense, Tuanzi is a good student!"

Probably unable to listen to their hopelessly stupid conversation, Yukoshita snapped his book and said hesitantly: "Typhoon...If a typhoon comes, it will be very troublesome."

The two looked at her together.

Xuexia was blushing and looking around, staring at the guy severely on the way: "It's just... the clothes at home are still confiscated..."

"..."

What a stupid thing!

Even Yubihama thought this was stupid, so she had to take it up: "Taiwan and typhoons seem to be real. If the Keiyo Line is suspended, Koyuki can't go back, right?"

Yukoshita nodded in a panic: "Well, that's right."

Excluding the necessary limousine transportation, she should usually go to school on the Keiyo Line.

If a typhoon strikes Kanto, Chiba will turn into an isolated island on land. The Keiyo Line will lead to Sobu Line, Tokiwa Line, Toei Shinjuku Line and many other railway lines will be paralyzed.

"Right? If that's the case, then our home is pretty close..."

Tuanzi looked at her Xiaoxue blankly, inviting her to be a guest at home in a disguised form, and Biqigu echoed in a timely manner: "My home is not very far..."

Xuexia glanced at him with a sad expression: "...It doesn't matter, I'll walk back then."

According to the information he had obtained, Zong Wu Gao was about two stops away from Xuexia's home—no, the nearest station where she lived by herself temporarily. This was indeed not the distance to go back.

The black long straight girl listened to the roar of the violent wind outside the window, listened to the rustling sound of the cherry blossom tree, and said to herself with some anxiety: "The wind is too strong, I don't know how much rain it will be?"

Biqigu stood up and poured tea for the two of them.

"If a gust of wind or a few drops of rain prevents me from doing these easy things, how can such cowardice prepare me for the future planned for me?"

This sentence also comes from "Jane Eyre".

It just turned "laziness" into "cowardly."

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What is missing?The one who said that my group laughed at the Sichuanese said that I did not give him an explanation-the problem is that I not only explained it in the interim post, but also apologized and even revised the original text. Does he blame me for not reading the reply?

This person is definitely not from Sichuan!It feels like a North Korean, little family.

Ah, the candy is over, let me go to the codeword.

Finally begged to pat and feed.

Chapter 36 Damn, you are not enough!Do you still want to play with people~beasts?

I like rainy days.

Especially the rainy weather with dark clouds covering the top.

Of course, it would be even better if there was a hair dryer.

Under the gloomy sky, I was wearing a jacket or overalls, facing the blowing wind, put my hands in my pants without fear, staring coldly ahead, the dull hair on my head fluttered with the wind.

What a chic scene-until I saw such a strange thing when I went home last night.

[Picture: What do you do, who is he? Link: http://novel-cdn.kuangxiangit.com/uploads/chapterimgs/13844170328/090103-98706.jpg

……Ah, in general, this kind of weather is very good, I look forward to half of the rainy days in this month.

As a result, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear the next day.

The students are full of energy, and many of the Europeans are also full of energy, but I am not full of energy at all-the recent typhoon has no perseverance at all, which is really a headache.

What makes it even more troublesome is that Hiratsuka teacher delayed the class again-she also delayed the class with good reason.

"Please don't stop raising your hand if you don't agree not to end the get out of class!"

Everyone looked at each other and did not recall the meaning of what they said. After a short and strange silence, the cunning Chinese teacher calmly announced that he had borrowed ten minutes between classes...

I have never seen such a brazen person.

………………

Teacher Xiaojing is a fierce fellow.

This guy was quite rude in class, or for other reasons, he viciously asked Biqigu to get up and answer an inexplicable question. The wandering teenager shook his head indifferently and said that he didn't know, and then was taunted by Jing Kao.

"Humph, pigs are smarter than you!"

Hachiman stared at the lips of the woman who was uttering a lot of words, making the triumphant teacher a little panicked, and she quickly called Ye Shan Hayato: "Ye Shan, you answer!"

"..."

Ye Shan answered no, nor did he not answer.

The smarter than Bibi Kegu are pigs... Mr. Hiratsuka's words are really puzzling!

In the next class, the cultural festival executive committee members are selected. In the second grade, each class has to select two committee members, one man and one woman, to make soy sauce.

"Boy..."

Teacher Xiaojing was very fond of blind eyes, but when he saw him sneer at herself, she dispelled the idea.