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"Yeah, yeah! And then I joined a club."
Fujii Itsuki raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet:
"I understand that you are all studying hard, and I have a habit of arranging the interrupted time in the teaching course schedule. If you can keep from interrupting me in class and whispering to each other, I can take out two or three classes every week to show you movies on the premise that I have completed my weekly teaching work. And it is entirely up to you to decide what you want to watch."
"is that true?!"
“The teacher is so nice!”
The classroom began to boil.
Fujii Itsuki raised his hand again to signal for everyone to be quiet:
"in addition--"
Jiuhuayue was paying attention to the communication between Fujii Itsuki and the class as a whole. She found that the uncle was very good at it. The talking problems that teachers used to take a lot of time to deal with were no longer a problem with the uncle.
Almost every once in a while, the uncle would say something to attract everyone's attention or ask some questions that required everyone to answer.
After just six or seven minutes of chatting, the uncle was able to become active among the group of students he had just met.
But Jiu Huayue is not interested in studying now. She just wants to finish school as soon as possible so that she can apply to join the wind band club.
The girl turned her head and looked at the snowy scene of the campus outside the window.
"Well, let's stop here for the class. Next, I'd like to introduce a new classmate to you, a transfer student."
Matsumae Shinchun walked into the classroom carrying her small schoolbag in both hands.
She stood straight, and almost the moment she walked into the classroom, her temperament and beauty attracted everyone.
Matsumae Shinchun walked up to the podium, faced everyone, scanned the classroom, and immediately spotted Jiuhuayue looking out the window in the second row on the right.
As soon as the girl saw her profile, she immediately recognized that this was her childhood sweetheart.
'moon'
Your best friend.
The girl didn't care about anything at this time and only paid attention to her.
As if to remind her on purpose, Matsumae Shinchun loudly and reservedly introduced herself to the students in the classroom:
"Hello everyone, my name is Matsumae Shinharu. I used to study at the Saint Girls Private Academy in Sapporo, but now I'm transferring to Tachibana Kita. I hope you guys will give me your guidance in the future."
"The Saint's College is an aristocratic college that only young ladies can attend, right?"
"That's it."
"There's another young lady in the class."
The classroom was filled with discussion again.
In the second row from the back of the classroom, Hiiragi Rinka, who had been silent the whole time, looked up with a little concern when she heard the name.
She saw Matsumae Shinharu, who had the temperament of a young lady.
Then he immediately lowered his head, as if he was hiding from something.
Matsumae Shinharu
At the same time, after hearing the name, Jiuhuayue who was facing the window also looked towards the podium.
Matsumae Shinharu looked at Jiuhuayue, and Jiuhuayue also looked at Matsumae Shinharu.
Their eyes met.
Matsumae Shinharu finally met her childhood sweetheart, and she was so happy that she couldn't help but smile.
Jiuhuayue obviously recognized her as well.
However, Jiuhuayue did not smile back. After confirming that it was her, she turned her face away and faced the window again.
'moon?'
Jiu Huayue still didn't look at her, keeping her head turned away with an indifferent look.
Matsumae Shinchun's pupils shrank slightly, she was in disbelief, and her little hands clenched her schoolbag tightly.
"How, how could it be."
Chapter 46: The Girl Blowing the Trumpet Facing the Sunset
"Why does Yue have that expression?"
Matsumae Shinharu was troubled by this question for the entire class, so much so that he could not listen to the conversation between Fujii Itsuki and his classmates.
The get out of class was over and Mr. Fujii left.
When Matsumae Shinchun saw Jiuhuayue leaving the classroom, she wanted to chase after her immediately, but was interrupted by female classmates who came over to say hello.
"Is Matsumae-san really from the Saint Girl?"
"Why did Matsumae-san come to study in Tachibana Kita?"
"Matsumae-san hasn't joined any clubs yet, right? Would you like to join our Astronomy Department?"
Matsumae Shinharu was surrounded by everyone. While the girl maintained her composure and continued to respond to everyone, her fear gradually increased and her answers became more and more stiff.
"Are some of your questions difficult to answer, Matsumae-san?"
"Yeah, yeah," Matsumae Shinchun kept smiling, "a little bit."
Another girl said, "Matsumae-san just transferred here and hasn't adjusted to the new environment yet. Why are they all surrounding me and asking me questions?"
"Yes, yes, sorry to bother you, Matsumae-san."
"Agree."
"I'm sorry, Matsumae-san."
Matsumae Shinchun: "It's okay."
"Let's talk later."
"Ok."
"If you have a chance, you can have lunch."
"of course."
The girls in Class A were all extremely friendly. They didn't bother us any more and went back to their seats.
'call--'
Matsumae Shinharu placed her right hand on her chest to calm her pounding heart, then she let out a long sigh of relief and sat back in her seat.
She knew that everyone greeted her out of kindness.
But she always gets anxiety attacks in crowded places like this.
She could always recall her classmates in the Holy Lady Wind Band.
They also liked to gather around me happily like this, inviting me to play together, have lunch together, or go to the club together after school.
They all have good personalities and are very gentle. They make me feel just like my mother when I was a child, extremely kind.
It's just that everyone is like mother. All dead.
Matsumae Shinchun's face began to turn ugly. She closed her eyes and kept telling herself not to think about the scene at that time.
It’s all over. It’s all over.
It’s all over. It’s all over.
She felt the torment and fear in her heart, and this feeling of insecurity made her suddenly want to see Fujii Itsuki.
If I could hear the teacher, I could hear the teacher’s friendly voice sitting next to me and teaching me.
If, if, the teacher was right in front of me and chatting with me.
I must not feel so uncomfortable, right?
Mr. Fujii Mr. Fujii——
Matsumae Shinharu's breathing became rapid until someone gently poked her back twice from behind.
".!"
The girl's back straightened with fright, but she also recovered a little from her past memories.
who is it?
Matsumae Shinchun turned around, and the first thing he saw was short hair, and then two small hairpins that pinned the short hair aside to reveal a small section of the forehead.
She remembered that this was her classmate Hiiragi Rinka whom she met in the teacher's office that morning.
The girl's face is generally small, childish and cute. She lowered her head to avoid the other person's gaze.
But at the same time, she stretched out her right hand and opened her right palm towards Matsumae Shinchun.
Above is a candy in a twist-tie wrapper.
"What is this?" Matsumae Shinchun saw the candy.
"Here, for you."
As if she was afraid to talk to others, Hiiragi Rinhua spoke in a small and short voice: "Just now I saw that you seemed to be in a very uncomfortable state. Eat, eat some candy. Eat some candy and you will feel much better."
Matsumae Shinchun didn't react much to her sudden show of affection.
"No, don't worry, I still have plenty."
Hiiragi Rinka pulled open the pouch of her pleated skirt, wanting to show Matsumae Shinharu her candy collection, but accidentally all the candies spilled out, landing all over the floor.
And attracted the attention of classmates.
Hiiragi Rinka, who was already panicking, became even more panicked when her classmates looked at her like that. She hurriedly put her purse back into her pocket and bent down to pick it up.
Seeing this, Matsumae Shinchun became curious about her, so she got up from her seat and squatted down to help her pick it up.
Twist type, pillow type, folding type, roll type
There are many different kinds of candies, colorful and of all types.