Nakaya left the classroom with a confused look on his face.

As soon as the two left, the classroom suddenly exploded.

“…What happened to Qiuyue today?”

"The character of a cold school grass suddenly collapsed!"

"Is it possible that he is playing a punishment game?"

Yushi Nishizu, who was sitting in the back row of the classroom, said nothing. The young man with glasses looked out the window with a deep face.

Akashikun, Akashikun, what strange knowledge did you give to Renmaru?

Although he is a big boss, humans may be born with awe of knowledgeable people. The class teacher Masaki Tosa, who is obviously vulnerable, also felt a sense of oppression, which is a rare experience for him.

He walked out of the office helplessly, touched his chin, lowered his eyes and said thoughtfully: "...Teacher, are they all such terrible creatures?"

Qiuyue Lianshui was speechless.

No, Zhongyuan Jun, the teacher only has a natural sense of sanctions on poor students. If you think it is scary, it must be because you are a poor student.

Although my heart was bleeding because of the crazy collapse of my personality, after thinking for a few seconds, Qiuyue Lianmaru still took a lot of effort to touch his head.

So, Nakaya immediately felt a feeling of being rubbed back and forth from his head as if he was being rubbed back and forth by an invisible hand.

Nakaya stood there silently. After a while, he turned his head awkwardly and signaled Qiuyue Lianmao to stop this behavior immediately.

"...Thank you." Zhong also wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, covering the smile on his lips.

Qiuyue Lianmaru stopped his movements at the right time because this movement was really tiring.

But when his eyes swept across his face, Lian Zhuo slightly widened his eyes that did not exist at the moment - his ears were actually stained with a light color.

Hey, Zhongyuan Jun is actually shy?

After returning to the classroom, Zhong sat silently in his seat.

He should say less at school, he really doesn't want to be invited to the office anymore.

After the math teacher walked into the classroom with the lesson plan, Zhong was also excited to make his fingers.

Just let it come over, isn’t it just learning mathematics? What’s the difficulty?

Five minutes later, Zhong Ye's eyes were dissipated, and his eyes were filled with confusion when he looked at the blackboard.

...He doesn't know anything.

...Is mathematics so difficult?

At this moment, he sincerely believed that he would rather play the majestic ruler than listen to math classes here.

I don’t know what would happen to his body in the sheep. When get out of class ends, he will use Qiuyue’s mobile phone to search for information on Yokohama.

Maybe he could still see himself? Thinking of this, Naka couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth.

How could the Qiuyue Lotus Swamp not see that Zhongyuan Jun was scrambling with his shell? Zhongyuan Jun, you are so open and running, it is hard for the teacher not to pay attention to you!

When the third time I noticed the thoughtful gaze from the math teacher to Jun Zhongyuan, Qiuyue Lianmeng realized a painful fact - Jun Zhongyuan probably couldn't escape the fate of being asked.

At this moment, he can only listen carefully to the lecture for Zhongyuan Jun.

When he walked into Zhongyuan Jun's body, he honestly helped Zhongyuan Jun handle gang affairs and worked diligently to play a qualified ruler. Why did it be Zhongyuan Jun's turn to travel over and not even listen to a small math class?

Finally, that absolute fate that cannot resist has arrived-

"Qiuyue, you will answer question 3."

At the crazy reminder of Qiuyue Lotus Swamp, Zhongya finally realized that the teacher was calling him - he is now Qiuyue Lotus Swamp, not Zhongya.

He looked shaking, and when he stood up from his seat as if he was facing a great enemy, he suddenly felt a slight traction coming from the four fingers of his right hand.

Nakaya was stunned, his eyes lit up suddenly. It was Qiuyue telling him the answer!

So, without any hesitation, Nakaya said confidently to the math teacher: "Choose d!"

Mathematics teacher: "…"

Qiuyue Lianmao: "..." God's mother chose d! This is a fill-in-the-blank question, Zhongyuan Jun! The answer is obviously 4, 4! Isn't he obvious enough?!

"...Come to my office after class." The math teacher announced ruthlessly.

Nakaya: "…????????” Is this question so difficult? Even Qiuyue can't do it.

After accepting the teacher's storm again, Nakaya finally welcomed a new student in the afternoon.

It's a physical education class!

This time, the boys' sports event was playing football.

Qiuyue Lotus Swamp is almost collapsed.

Physical education class! This is a class that he must avoid with his physical condition!

He drove his legs wildly, trying to remind Zhongyuan Jun to stay away from the football field.

Nakaya shook his arms, moved his wrists, grinned, and showed a crazy smile. He lowered his voice and said to himself: "Sure enough, you are excited too."

He raised his foot and walked towards the football field, his silver-gray eyes flashed with the coldness of the beast-like inorganic substance, like a predator locking in prey, "Don't worry, I will definitely win for you."

...Please don't show such a terrible expression with his body!

And! Please! Don't win! Stay away from football!

Qiuyue Lianmao watched herself unwaveringly walking towards the football field,

His body is really not suitable for this kind of exercise!

Qiuyue Lianmao tried all his strength, and then he used an extremely slight force to push Zhongya's shoulder.

The first face was full of excitement and suddenly paused.

Qiuyue Lianmao was so happy that he must have gotten his signal!

The boy was stunned, his silver-gray eyes removed the inorganic sharpness, and the light was filled with light because of some warm feelings. He turned his head and coughed twice, "You are tired of doing this." He pursed his lips and said uncomfortably: "Thank you for cheering me up."

He stared at the football field with concentration and said seriously: "I will win."

Qiuyue Lianmao: "????????"

Why?! Why do you treat him like this!

Why did he always get the meaning of Zhongyuan Jun perfectly when he possessed him, but Zhongyuan Jun could not understand him at all?!

So, Lian Zhuo looked at it in despair and seemed to be possessed by Ronaldo, unstoppable on the football field, and gained countless air-conditioning sounds and discussions.

He looked at the onlooker area of ​​the class and effortlessly interpreted the students' lips.

"Who said Qiu Yuejun is a dead house with poor exercise? Isn't he very good at sports?"

"Qiu Yuejun is so handsome! Although his personality collapsed today, I am fascinated by him again from now on!"

"We need to find a way to get Qiuyue, this guy, to join the football club."

Qiuyue Lianmao: "…"

Let me go! I just want to be an unknown dead-old cartoonist! I really don’t want to be sent to the laboratory to slice it!

When the game reached the fifteenth minute, Zhong also intercepted the football from the Red Team with his superb skills. He reacted very quickly. After roughly evaluating the distribution of the people around him and his distance from the goal, he shot decisively!

The boy jumped up and the shooting angle was tricky. The black and white ball seemed to be riding on a rocket launcher. It was almost as if the eyesight of ordinary people could not capture. Only its afterimage was left in the air. Then, a loud noise came from the railing on the edge of the football field.

Yes, Nakaya's football directly shot it through the goal net and plunged into the barbed wire on the edge of the court.

Everyone: “…????????”

A heart-wrenching roar sounded outside the court: "World Wave! It's a World Wave!"

The physical education teacher who played the guest referee stood up from his seat in shock, "No, what is the football department? Is this really a human?!"

Qiuyue Lianmao: "…"

He was only one breath away from his death on the spot.

Nakaya: "???????"

He felt that he was just using ordinary force! Why did Qiuyue have such great strength?!

But immediately, Zhongya immediately realized something. Sure enough, Qiuyue was not an ordinary person.

He noticed the strange eyes and loud noises of the onlookers, and Nakaya realized that he seemed to have caused trouble for Qiu Yuejun.

...We must try our best to remedy!

"This, the quality of this football is too poor, why is it so light?" Zhong Ye reacted quickly and began to save the scene.

It’s a pity that his acting skills are exaggerated and his expression is stiff, which makes him look very unnatural.

Qiuyue Lianmaru just wanted to lose his memory on the spot.

...Zhongyuan Jun! Don’t you look at the air?! Didn’t you notice that other students are looking at you with some eyes?!

"Is that... why do I think football is heavy?" A male classmate looked at the football net that was shot through.

At this time, according to Qiu Yuejun's personality, it should be-
To be continued...