Fujiwara Yu was a little confused when he walked out of the Metropolitan Police Department. Logically speaking, the interviewer would ask him a few questions, but why did he just give him the admission letter after the self-introduction?
No, to be precise, the interviewer opened the drawer after hearing his name.
So I am the target of attention from the top management of the Metropolitan Police Department? Is the reason because of my first place in school?
Fujiwara Yu shook his head, feeling that there was no need to waste time here. He walked briskly to the side of the road to hail a taxi. At this stage, it was better to go home, pack his luggage and go to the police academy in Fuchu City.
Take a taxi, arrive at your destination, pay and get off.
As soon as he put his wallet away, he noticed a light blue cloth bag placed in front of his house. Before he was sure what was inside, he could only approach it cautiously.
But when I saw the writing on the note on the outside of the bag, I knew it was not a dangerous item.
[Today, the school organized a trip to Chiba Prefecture to visit an art exhibition, so I sent the newly developed desserts over in advance. I called but found that the phone was turned off, so I remember to send a text message to contact me. PS: I didn’t expect Fujiwara-kun so early.
go out.]
Fujiwara Yu carried the cloth bag and walked home, taking out the bento box inside without even washing his hands.
He was still thinking about how to tell Masami Saito that he was about to enter a semi-closed police academy, and he might not be able to see her again in the coming Sundays.
Fujiwara Yu took out a flip phone that was rarely used on weekdays, and after repeatedly considering the words, he sent the first text message in his life. Who knew that in his previous life, technology had become so advanced that cars were flying in the sky, and people no longer used it?
For mobile phone communication, you only need a watch phone to form a virtual image communication.
Even text communication only requires voice input to recognize 5651 different languages, 100% restore your meaning and send it to the other party's mobile phone. It is very convenient and free of charge.
And now I only have phone calls with my father, and not a single text message that can be recorded has been sent.
[Fujiwara Yu: Hello, I am Fujiwara Yu. I have received the lunch box and will enjoy it.]
[Fujiwara Yu: Actually, I have something to tell you today. I planned to go to school to find you, but I didn’t expect you to come to me first.]
After sending the text message, Fujiwara Yu didn't realize that he still had the "bad habit" of chatting on social software. He habitually clicked send directly after typing a sentence.
In the bus on the way to Chiba Prefecture, Miyano Akemi felt her phone vibrating and took it out of her pocket. When she saw the note was "Fujiwara-kun", she immediately clicked on the text message to check it.
When I saw the self-introduction at the beginning, it was serious and self-introducing. The writing style also felt like a teacher reporting on the recent class study. It is really Fujiwara-kun's style.
[Masami Saito: It seems that you are in a hurry, Fujiwara-kun? It doesn’t hurt to just say it. (??????)?]
Fujiwara Yu, who was editing, felt strange when he saw the strange symbol at the end. It looked a bit like a human face, but its meaning was unclear. Obviously, it was an "old antique" attribute that could not be understood by an older teenager who did not understand the fashion trends of young people.
Super class content.
[Fujiwara Yu: Is the string of symbols at the end of the text message a new password? Sorry, I couldn't decipher its meaning.]
Miyano Akemi almost laughed out loud when she saw the content of this text message. Her suppressed laughter was noticed by the girl with twin tails next to her. She showed an ambiguous expression and gossiped:
"Yami, there's something wrong with you~~"
"Huh? What's wrong?"
As Saito Masami's deskmate and good friend, Kakizaki Sayuri seemed to be an experienced person. He patted his best friend on the shoulder and said sincerely:
"Hey, I understand. I don't want to reveal my relationship to others. I want to create a sense of haziness. Youth is so good!"
Miyano Akemi finally realized what Sayuri Kakizaki was talking about. She blushed slightly and waved her hands:
"No, Fujiwara-kun and I don't have that kind of relationship, it's just..."
"It's just that you have a crush on him, but you don't know if he has feelings for you?"
Miyano Akemi suddenly turned into beet-eyed. She did not expect that her little thoughts would be seen through. But she was smart and quickly found a way to change the subject and asked:
"How come you know so much, Sayuri? Could you be secretly carrying on behind my back... hmm?"
"It's nothing! I don't like those stinky boys!" Kakizaki Sayuri said carelessly. Of course, he deliberately lowered his voice so that no one else in the class could hear him.
Miyano Akemi just smiled and didn't expose it. She had long discovered that her best friend had a crush on the vice president of the school baseball club. The other party didn't want to say that she naturally chose to pretend to be ignorant.
[Masami Saito: This is not a new password, it is a kaomoji. Don’t you think it looks like a face? If Fujiwara-kun has the conditions, you can log in to the browser on your computer and search for it!]
On the other hand, Fujiwara Yuu, who had already taken out the scratch paper to check the calculations, picked up the phone at light speed after hearing the vibration of the phone. After reading the text message clearly, his ears felt hot. It was not because he was shy, but because he felt ashamed and embarrassed at his "ignorance".
He...is saying some strange words.
Fujiwara Yu threw the draft paper filled with formulas into the trash can, walked quickly to the study, opened the laptop that he usually didn't want to use, and struggled to open the Netscape Navigator browser under the torture of tractor-ploughing Internet speed.
Page, enter "emojis" to try to learn knowledge in areas you don't understand.
After seeing the concise content on the Netscape Navigator browser, he expressed his preference for Wikipedia with detailed content. However, Wikipedia was still a few years away from being established. He couldn't help but let out a sigh and suppressed his desire to speed up technology.
Progressive ideas.
[Fujiwara Yu: So that’s it, I gained new knowledge.?|?'-'?)?]
Phew, I didn’t expect Fujiwara-kun to actually search for “kaomoji”. The kaomoji at the end is like saying: Teacher, I learned it, do you think I used it correctly?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! [Fujiwara Yu: Getting back to the subject, what I want to tell you is that starting today, I will enter the semi-closed police academy to study, so next
It should be difficult to meet again.]
When Miyano Akemi saw the second text message, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she felt a subtle depression in her heart. At the same time, she was also slightly surprised. She didn't expect that Fujiwara-kun, who was two years older than her, was already in college.
Graduated and passed the civil service examination to become an outstanding reserve police officer.
Suddenly, I felt like he was far away from me.
But when I clicked on the third text message, I felt as if a pair of gentle hands had pushed away the fog in front of my eyes, and I suddenly became enlightened. The sense of distance that had just condensed disappeared in an instant.
[Fujiwara Yu: So I can take the liberty to ask, can I call you more often in the future?]
He actually used the word "future".
Miyano Akemi did not hesitate and quickly pressed the keyboard of her mobile phone to give a reply.
[Masami Saito: Of course, I’m looking forward to Fujiwara-kun’s call and meeting again in the future.]
Fujiwara Yu breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the reply, and the worry in his eyebrows drifted away with this "expectation".
In a happy mood, he picked up his knife and fork and enjoyed the small desserts placed in the lunch box. The cake was fluffy and dense, and the aroma of Earl Gray tea could be clearly tasted in his mouth, and the sweetness was within the acceptable range for him.
What surprised him was that the filling of the cake turned out to be lemon-flavored pudding. The slightly sour taste was as refreshing as drinking ice-cold carbonated soda in the middle of summer, and it was even more delicious when paired with the cake body.
Fujiwara Yu, who doesn't like desserts, also felt unsatisfied for the second time. The first time was naturally his favorite edamame puree cream daifuku, which will always be the first dessert in his mind.
The mobile phone on the table vibrated, and after seeing the text message, he couldn't help but smile.
[Masami Saito: In fact, I have long discovered that Fujiwara-kun you don’t like very sweet desserts, so I specially improved the recipe of the hot lemon pudding cake and tried to incorporate your favorite iced lemon tea into it. I don’t know if you like it or not.
.]
His eyes fell on the water droplets condensed on the surface of the lunch box caused by the temperature difference. No wonder it was ice cold when eating. She could also put it in the refrigerator to refrigerate.
Should I say she is smart or careful? Or, she is both.
Fujiwara Yu picked up his mobile phone and wanted to write a suitable food review. He accidentally glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall in front of him. When he saw the small black characters in the blank space next to him, he remembered that today was his birthday.
[Happy 20th birthday, I owe you the cake and gifts for now. Sorry to disappoint you again.]
It's my father's handwriting. Was it written when I came home last year? I only discovered it now.
He lowered his head and smiled, thinking of the scene when he first met her, and murmured:
"Father, maybe her appearance will be the best birthday gift for me."
Fujiwara Yu looked at the special hot lemon pudding cake that he had already eaten. Does this mean that he received a gift and also had a birthday cake?
His slender fingers quickly tapped the buttons on his phone, and when he finally sent the paragraphs of text, he only retained two words.