My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

The girl's voice faded suddenly: "There are also jobs in the class."

"... Isn't that more boring? What are the activities of your class?"

When asked about this, Xuexia looked very annoying.

Chicken group...Well, class J is a fashion show or something, and the international education class is a class with more than 90% of girls. In order to easily attract customers, just use your face.

In this way, Xuexia's outing is definitely inevitable.

Suddenly I wanted to take a look at Yukoshita who was unhappy being forced onto the stage while wearing dazzling costumes.

Surely it will be fun, right?

Xuexia, who looks dissatisfied and impatient, but has to do it, is like Xiaowu Lori who has been bullied on various occasions-the little girl who dares not to speak is definitely the same as the one at home. Ka Jun, who is often bullied, has a fight.

Now, she seemed reluctant, but in fact she didn't know how happy to be held by him and walk around the campus.

"Why did Komachi and Komachi suddenly run away?"

In order to conceal her panic, Yukino had to ignore the attention of passers-by while changing the subject seriously.

To tell you a little secret, if Yukino Yukoshita said something irrelevant seriously, then she must be changing the subject.

And if she seems to casually say something irrelevant, then she must have meant something, or she is talking about it.

"Probably I saw some acquaintance."

Yahata sighed, "My sister is an incredible child."

"Ok?"

"She is not the same as me. Although she is a child who can coordinate well with her surroundings, she unexpectedly likes to act alone. Simply put, she can switch modes between active and solitary at will."

"Lonely or something should be learned from you, right?"

"nonsense."

"So who did you learn from Mr. Biqigu's loneliness?"

"I, I was born lonely!"

Xuexia, her boy held hands (wrists to be exact) and patrolled around the campus, with a touch of warmth in her eyes than usual.

In terms of reasons, at least one-third of this cultural festival is due to her. Probably she is both conscious and proud of this event.

"Of course, there are also reasons to be with the boys you like."

Yukino glared at him slightly with unhappy eyes.

Biqigu continued to boast: "After all, having a boy like me with me is a very noticeable thing."

"They will probably wonder if I am blind."

Now that the sun broke through the clouds, the girl's face might be slightly ruddy because of the sunlight coming in.

The teenager smiled slightly: "Perhaps I'm guessing if I am so rich that I can support you?"

Yukino frowned unhappily: "I don't like those who attribute love failure to poverty. People who have not done it at least are not qualified to envy talented people. People who cannot succeed are because they cannot think of successful people. It took so much effort to succeed."

It is true that money can be exchanged for a lot of things and can consume the efforts of others, but it is by no means the only criterion for measuring the quality of life.

After all... living well with money, living well without money.

Please pay attention to the pronunciation of polyphonic characters.

"...Perhaps what you said also makes sense."

He suddenly stroked the hair in her ear: "I can't push all the reasons to society and reality. After all, I have something wrong—well, I might need to get to know you again."

"...?"

"I want to understand your thoughts, your views on the world, you used to think you were a perfectionist, but now it seems that this evaluation is a bit one-sided, Xuexia, I think..."

Blinky made affectionate: "...understand you deeply."

She turned her head slightly: "Initially, we didn't know exactly what the other party was thinking-so we said!"

Biqigu raised his eyebrows: "So?"

"So, so..."

For a moment, the girl who was speechless or blushed when she was about to blurt her hands into cute little fists. She was inexplicably angry, how cute she looked like she was fierce: "...keeper, go to work!"

He smiled brighter and brighter.

Actually he knew exactly what job he was assigned.

Xuexia, how much do you like him?

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Ask for recommendation, ask for monthly pass!!

You can't do this to me just because there is no five-shift!

Thank you for the rewards and blades from the husband of the dance clothes. To be honest, your new name, Xiaolang, has no style at all. I think "husband's dance clothes" is better. Would you like to try it?

Thanks to the middle school students (I read it wrong, maybe it’s a junior high school student) and poi’s rewards.

How can I get fat into a ball?

Chapter 58, for the time being, it's a girl's confession...

"Pet Line Woo Meow~ Woo Wang~"

At the cultural festival of Sobu Takao, they stopped at a place similar to a male public relations club. Photos of pets were posted on the wall.

Needless to say, dogs, cats, rabbits, hamsters, weasel, snakes, tortoises, etc.

It seems that the students brought all the pets from their homes.

Not surprisingly, Xuexia's eyes focused on one point.

"Oh, that's a Ragdall, a large, slippery, soft, long-haired breed. This kind of cat is dull and very honest. It is called a saint cat in the world."

"..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh see? Singaporean cats, small breeds like fold-eared cats are all very good-but crab-eating cats are absolutely not.