My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Tuanzi obviously didn't have any doubts, just nodded: "Then go to bed early-bad! My English homework..."

"what?"

"It's over, now I can only ask Xiaoxue for help..."

My blood is flying in the English translation, and you are in the dark in the mathematical equations.

Xiao Tuan was about to hang up and beg her best friend.

This dialogue is perfect!

The girl on the other end of the phone didn't have the slightest suspicion, and the girls around him didn't mean to make trouble. The only uncertain factor is that Yukoshita Yonoi would have a showdown with Yeshan long ago...

So, this should be a perfect ending!

but……

As mentioned earlier, Mr. Biqigu was milked...

To be precise, it was taken by the author.

This ending will naturally not be too good.

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Just when Yui was about to take the phone away from her ear.

An unexpected voice came from her cell phone.

A nice but rigid woman's voice came.

A voice that made Mr. Biqigu greet the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of this tram in an instant!Up!Come!

"Arrival ahead, Inage Station, passengers who are going to get off..."

The wise man who has done everything holds his mobile phone, standing still, feeling that he is mentally retarded...

What kind of expression is Mr. Biqigu now? Well, it is difficult to describe directly, even if he himself, a micro-expression analysis expert, can't analyze what his expression means...

Let me express it vividly.

It's like a dead house eagerly looking for a movie for a long time, and finally found a good product titled "Classical, Eighty-one High ~ Tide", several Gs, and then it took six hours to finish it.

After burning the incense and cleaning his hands, he was trembling with excitement and opened it--

Nima, the old Journey to the West!

Damn it!

What pain is this?

The color Yu, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, also opened his mouth, looking at his sluggish and slumping expression, there was a hint of happiness in his heart...

………………

With a sunny day on his head, the style of riding a bicycle to school is piercing, and the pedals are also heavy.

In the corridors of the school, the draught from unknown sources is also very uncomfortable.

Even the noisy students were frozen in enthusiasm by the cold wind and became much quieter.

Of course, the main reason is that the center of this class is depressed.

The Ministry of Household, who should have been particularly annoying, seemed to lower his voice with some worry: "Hayato, what about the club today?"

"Oh? Go early then."

Ye Shan's voice was no different than usual, but the words were very short, and he didn't know what was hidden in his gentle smile.

"So, do you want to have an event on the weekend?"

Miura murmured and repeated a word without knowing what aroused his mind.

"……weekend?"

Reminiscing about the weekend last week, Yumiko muttered dreamily.

Do you think of Ye Shan who should be hatched?

I don't know how the follow-up development will be after that day, so the likes of Orimoto can naturally not care, but Xuexiayang has a showdown with her brother?

Biqigu didn't want to know at all.

Today is the fourth day of the Cold War between Tuanzi and him.

It's been three days...

Obviously it is just a soft dumpling, but once certain things are identified, there is absolutely no way to shake words...

She was already suspecting that the person she saw in the cinema that evening was him and Isshiki...

Although she colluded with Hayama Tobe, the reason why a fool is a fool is because she always judges things based on intuition, not evidence...

Besides, Ye Shan is fine...

Hube...Mad, he has leaked his mouth several times!

It's definitely intentional!

And as time went by, Yui's mood became more and more irritable, and his doubts became heavier.

"This guy... why is he so persistent like a dwarf?"

...

You guys don’t always blackmail Mr. Guo Jingming, can you?

He is half a celebrity anyway.

The teenager thinking about a solution stayed asleep until the fourth class.

Modern writing.

With the bell, Teacher Xiaojing entered the classroom, then looked around the classroom and tilted his head.

"……let us start."

Quietly and cutely reading something aloud while writing on the blackboard.