When a person concentrates on doing something, he can hardly feel the passage of time. Kitahara Shuji even went to eat at noon with a book. After studying all day, it was the afternoon in a daze, and when the school bell rang, he was drowsy.
Yuuma Uchida, who had been working all day, immediately revived with full blood, became energetic again, and was ready to participate in club activities, that is, to play baseball.
Kitahara Shuji didn't want to stay in the classroom anymore. The school demons were dancing wildly this time, and it was extremely noisy. The sound of the track and field clubs training outside on the playground sounded like overtime work in a slaughterhouse, and they were screaming. He planned to go back to the apartment first.
, read a book quietly for more than an hour, and then went to work part-time at the Pure House - he couldn't work for a few more days. When the new guy came, he would change jobs and not take care of Fuyumi Fukuzawa, who was crazy.
Ritsu Shikishima and Yuuma Uchida were living a normal college life and had gone to participate in club activities. Hideji Kitahara was listening to English with headphones, muttering in his mouth, changing shoes, and had just left the teaching building.
I met Xueli at the entrance - the sky was still a little overcast, and only a thin layer of sunlight could shine through. The steps were half dry, and Xueli sat with her schoolbag under her butt, looking up at the sky in a daze, with a dazed expression on her face.
His expression was very confused and pure, like an angel who could never return to heaven.
"Yukiri, what are you doing here?" Kitahara Shuji was a little curious. Even though they were in the same school and in the same grade, their classes were far away from each other, and major classes were not held together. In addition, Kitahara Shuji himself was not active, and rarely did anything.
meet.
When Xueli heard the sound, she turned around and saw Kitahara Hideji with a look of despair on her face. She flattened her mouth and said depressedly: "Waiting for sister."
Kitahara Shuji thought about it for a while and then he understood it, and asked with a smile: "Are you going to join the club?" The little carrot head moved very quickly. He made the choice yesterday and will enforce it today. He knows it, don't look at Xueli
She is very strong, but she is really a good little sister. She never resists her sister and lets her be beaten and scolded. But having said that, sometimes she does seek out the beatings herself.
Xueli shook her head and said in frustration: "No, my sister is taking me to meet a senior. She sent an email saying that even if you go directly to the track and field department, you may not be able to become a regular player even if you have the ability. It would be troublesome to rank based on seniority.
, so I need to find some connections so that I can participate in the competition this summer."
After she finished speaking, she sighed, looking like it was really unnecessary, and Kitahara Shuji nodded slightly. That little carrot head has many shortcomings, but when it comes to caring about her sister, it is really difficult to find any fault.
——He thinks Fuyumi wants to take Yuri to seek help from Ritsu Shikishima's sister. I heard that Shikishima Ha's words are quite important in the third grade. I guess Fuyumi will show off her smile and do some silly things, so she can help.
My sister can get better treatment.
With Fuyumi's bad temper, it's not easy for her to lower her head and ask for help. It can only be said that she loves and protects her sister.
This was a family matter of the Fuze family. It was not convenient for him to say anything. He just smiled and said, "Then you wait here slowly. I'll leave first."
But as soon as he turned around halfway, Xueli grabbed his trouser leg. If it weren't for the strength of the belt, his trousers would have been pulled off. He couldn't help but asked in a fit of laughter and tears: "Is there anything else, Xueli?"
"Um...you won't go to our house to eat the food you brought here?" Xueli looked very reluctant. She sat there with her head raised and looked pitiful. There was still a little sparkle in her eyes. Those who didn't know thought that Kitahara Shuji was suffering from terminal cancer.
In just a few days.
Kitahara Shuji was speechless for a while.
Japanese also has idioms due to historical reasons. In the past, RB had its own language but did not have its own unified characters, and its vocabulary and depth of expression were very limited. Later, after communication with China began, Chinese was directly adopted by RB at that time.
It has become an upper-class language, but the original native language continues to be used in the middle and lower classes. This has led to the emergence of two distinctions in Japanese between "sound reading" and "training reading". The phonetic reading is the direct transliteration of Chinese words (according to ancient times)
The pronunciation when it was passed down now sounds a little strange, and it can be roughly divided into three types: Wu sound, Tang sound and Song sound) - Xueli likes to speak idioms, which is her personal hobby. Kitahara Shuji doesn't mind, I do.
This guy always comes up with words that make people laugh or cry.
I'm going to work at your house, why does it sound like I'm going to beg for food?
However, Xueli herself admits that she is a fool. With this attitude, you often cannot argue with her - if you discuss and discuss with a fool, are you also a fool?
Kitahara Shuji was speechless for a moment and pretended that he had not heard the word "嗟嗟食". As long as it was not an intentional insult and he did not mind some unintentional mistakes, he still had some courage. He said helplessly: "In a few days, I am going to change my job.
, and leave when the newcomers arrive.”
Xue Li was a little confused and asked aggrievedly: "Why? Do you think you don't eat well?" She didn't think that kind of petty fight was a big deal. In her opinion, the fight between her sister and Kitahara Shuji
, Kitahara Shuji didn't suffer, there was no reason to be angry, but she always felt that the food at home was not very good.
"No, it's because I can't get along with your sister. As time goes by, I'm afraid I can't help but beat her. If things get out of hand, everyone's faces will look bad." Kitahara Shuji also had something to say, and his polite words were snowy.
Li didn't understand either, and that's what he really thought - the world is so big, there's no need to have to do that job, just find one where you're not too upset!
"So that's it..." Xueli was a little depressed, just because of such a trivial matter? She couldn't understand, and said gloomily: "I've been forgetting about food and sleep, practicing hard, and I'm planning to challenge you again! Now I'm in trouble.
Yeah...can we meet more often in the future?"
Kitahara Shuji was slightly silent - I'm very happy that you think so highly of me, but there's really no need! Also, you eat the most every day, and you sit down at the table before the meal is served. Where did you forget to eat?
However, he still had a good impression of Xueli, a pure and silly child. He smiled and said, "Although I won't work in your house anymore, Xueli, we are still friends. As for competition... there will be opportunities in the future."
Xueli nodded seriously, raised her face and said, "That's good! Well, you are a pretty good person. I admire you for your tenacious fighting spirit. You also work more and eat less. It's a pity that my sister doesn't like you. It's so strange.
You are obviously very popular." She really felt sorry, but she was very big-hearted. Seeing that the matter was irreversible, she quickly put her depression aside, became cheerful again, and asked with concern,
"You said we are still friends, then can I go and play with you in the future?"
As she spoke, she wiped her mouth and swallowed.
Kitahara Shuji didn't pay attention and casually agreed: "Of course, you are welcome at any time." He was looking at the entrance of the teaching building and found Fuyumi carrying her schoolbag and bags and changing shoes, staring at him while changing.
He withdrew his gaze, waved his hand to Xueli and said with a smile: "Your sister is here, Xueli, I'm leaving first."
Xueli nodded repeatedly and said seriously: "See you later!"
Kitahara Shuji burst into laughter, shook his head and walked away - this guy even said goodbye in a classical way, and the rest of his words were messy, which was also weird.
How did you develop this problem?
He left. When Dongmei came out, she stared at his back with a somewhat unsightly look on her face. She was in school today with a red mark on her face and didn't even dare to raise her head, making her even more angry.
She asked bitterly: "Xueli, what did that guy say to you?" Although that guy has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks like a good person, he is actually very despicable, very insidious and cunning, and secretly reports on people behind their backs.
My sister is relatively simple, so don't let him fool you.
"It's nothing. I just asked him if he would go to our house for dinner. He said he wouldn't go for a few days. It's so disappointing." Xueli has always been a frank girl. She doesn't care about anything she says.
Does your sister have a bad face?
Fuyumi frowned, her face became darker, and she said angrily: "It's just a good thing if you don't come, this guy is a petty person, I crossed his eyes, didn't he hit me too? Did I care? I'll go find my dad.
Did you make a snitch? This guy is only good at this in his life!"
After saying that, she stared at Kitahara Shuji's back fiercely, pouted, and felt something was wrong. It was too girly. She sighed in an unladylike manner, then turned around and ordered Yukiri: "Leave him alone! Let's go.
Come with me to meet a senior."
As she spoke, she raised the bag in her hand, which contained two boxes of snacks, ready to be used for "bribery."
"Why don't we just go to the club and be done with it? Why bother?" Xueli stood up slowly, complaining in a low voice. She didn't like this at all.
"Don't be nagging, I'm right! What if you go directly to the department and don't get any attention? Who would care about the bargains delivered to your door? If you don't give you a chance to show your strength, it will be over. Are you going to carry the mat for a year?
Do you want to work as a coolie for your seniors by jumping hurdles for a year? Have some brains! Let's find someone who can speak well and recommend you to join. You will be a named member of the society. This way, the treatment will definitely be better! Come on, go on! I tell you, don't show off when you get there.
For swordsmanship, just stay silent and don't talk. It will be terrible if you are left in the kendo club. Do you hear me? Where are your eyes looking? Are you listening to me? I'll start with the ugly words first. If you dare not
If you spoil a good thing by being honest, I won’t be able to spare you when I go home!”
As she said that, she dragged Yuki to the sword dojo - if she hadn't been in school, she would have been able to kick her ass all the way.
…
Kitahara Shuji didn't want to meet Fuyumi's little carrot head, lest he have to quarrel with her again - he was barely the kind of person who was easy to get along with, and as long as others didn't mess with him, he was definitely a safe and harmless type, but really with Fuyumi
It's hard to get along with someone with such a bad personality, but the bastard Carrot Head has a good father. For her father's sake, it's not convenient for him to keep fixing her, so he has no choice but to turn a blind eye.
In his previous life, when he was a child, he had seen many parents who were mindless and protective of their children, and they were often angry to death. Now that he met a reasonable one, he really felt good about him, and he didn't want to make such parents too embarrassed.
I can only count Carrot Head as lucky!
The tram swayed all the way until he arrived at the stop, and when he walked not far from the apartment, he saw a dozen boys, big and small, half-surrounding a person from a distance, and there was a faint sound of stern yelling.
It was none of his business. This neighborhood was usually very chaotic, and fights were common. He didn't pay attention, and continued to walk forward with his bag, but after walking a few steps, he heard a faint voice shouting in his ears.
He yelled and cursed, "You wild boy from a prostitute's family, who gave you the courage to touch my brother? How are you going to compensate? Speak, speak to me, are you mute?"