My girlfriend is Ying Li Li

After writing the reply, Yinglili quietly handed the note back with some guilt.

Although the history teacher on the podium rarely spoke, he still gave off an air of guilty conscience.

"Poke-"

The note was quickly handed back.

Hashima Seisuke said: "Because I stayed up late last night writing a light novel, I talked in my sleep during class. I'm sorry, but I won't do it again in the future."

What is the most important thing to talk about between men and women?

The topic is the most important.

How to make girls interested is actually a very profound knowledge.

Although Hajima Seisuke has little experience, he has read many books and has rich theoretical knowledge.

As a mangaka, it is impossible for Eiriri not to be interested in light novels, so this is the starting point of the chat.

As for why you are actively looking for topics...

Of course it's because he is a tsundere. When he was chasing fans, he liked Zhaili very much. Now of course he will not be a silent bystander.

"So this guy often falls asleep in class because he stays up late writing light novels?"

Ying Lili's heart moved, and she subconsciously wanted to turn her head, but she quickly stopped. As a result, the golden ponytail behind her shoulders began to sway slightly.

"No, I am now the ace of the school's art department and pretending to be a girl. How can I discuss light novels with others?"

"nonexistent!"

Eiri shook her pen and replied elegantly and reservedly: "Hashima-san, it's class time now, you should pay attention to the class, right?"

He is not a child, but he is always passing notes. What if the teacher finds out?

Even if the teacher can't find it, the classmates will.

Then you have to lose face!

Hajima Seisuke handed the note over again: "Finally, can I ask you a favor?"

"Really, you're obviously not familiar with her, so don't ask others for help casually!" Ying Lili was speechless for a while.

"call……"

Take a deep breath.

"Be elegant, be reserved, and don't get angry."

As a beautiful girl in the class, Eiri has never been the aloof type. Of course, she can't turn a blind eye when her classmates ask for help.

"What's the matter?" Ying Lili replied, "If I can help, I'll be happy."

Not happy at all, okay!

Help must mean trouble, right?

If you dare to ask me to date you, I will write your name on a bear at night and beat you into a pig head!

As a result, Hashima Seisuke said: "I want to borrow money."

"Eh?"

Yinglili was stunned.

She knows that boys at this age have strong self-esteem. No matter what their family background is, they don't want others to look down on them. Unless they have no choice, they will not borrow money from others, let alone borrow money from girls.

Eiri wanted to turn her head to see if Hajima Seisuke's face was red from shame, but she still endured it.

"Forget it, that guy must have some compelling reason, right?"

"Perhaps both parents died and then became seriously ill?"

"Yes, that's probably the case. Otherwise, why would you stay up late every day writing light novels?"

Yinglili thought about this, took a pen and wrote on the paper: "How many do you need?"

My classmates are in such miserable condition, so I can’t just ignore them.

As a result, Hajima Seisuke said: "Two hundred yen is enough."

"Eh? So few?"

"When I went out in the morning, I forgot my wallet at home, and I wanted to ask you to borrow money to buy a bottle of drink."

Ying Lili gritted her teeth and wanted to hit someone: "I'll give it to you after class!"

"Then lend me another two hundred yen."

"What do you want to do again?"

"Please have a drink too."

"..."

Yinglili was so angry that she wanted to hit someone. She was obviously using my money to buy me a drink! How can one be so shameless!

Chapter 3 A chance encounter in the supermarket

"Please listen carefully and don't pass notes!"

The deskmate next to her had looked over with subtle eyes, apparently discovering the two secretly passing notes. Yinglili's face turned red and she felt particularly guilty.

It's not what you think at all! The guy behind the scenes just explained to me what happened in the morning!

Unfortunately, during class, she couldn't talk to others, so Yinglili could only bite her lips and sulk.

"I understand, Eiri-san."

"Ah! Why is this guy calling my name? He's obviously not that familiar!"

"Hashima Seisuke?" Eiri bit her lips and puffed up her cheeks slightly, "Why didn't you realize before that this guy is so thick-skinned?"

…

In Japanese schools, classes usually start at nine o'clock in the morning and last until twelve o'clock at noon, followed by a one-hour break.

During this period, students are not allowed to leave the school. If they want to eat, they usually bring lunch boxes from home. If they don’t want to eat lunch boxes, they can go to convenience stores to buy bread and lunch boxes, or go to the cafeteria to eat.

After the lunch break bell rings.

Hashima Seisuke sat in his seat and did not move.

"Yinglili, let's go have a bento?"

Yinglili is quite popular in the class. She is a perfect character and naturally has several best friends.

"You, you go ahead..." Yinglili felt a little guilty, "I'll sort out my things."

After the others left, Eirili took a thousand yen and gave it to Hajima Seisuke: "Here you go."

Hajima Seisuke said: "So many?"

"Didn't you bring your wallet? You also want to buy a lunch box." Ying Lili said, "Just return it to me tomorrow."

Hashima Seisuke nodded: "What drink do you want to drink? I'll buy it right now."

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty."

"call--"

Take a deep breath.

Girls should be elegant, reserved, and not angry.

Ahhh, this guy actually bought me a drink with my money. Mathematics was taught by the physical education teacher, right?

After two lifetimes, he suddenly became a high school student again. Hashima Kiyosuke was actually a little confused, but he just didn't want to show it.

Turning to look out the window, there were many girls wearing white sportswear and red shorts on the playground, running and playing volleyball. The bodies of sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls were blooming with infinite vitality in the sunshine.

It's a pity that Hashima Kiyosuke always feels a little unreal.

One misstep leads to eternal hatred, and it has been a hundred years since I looked back.

At this moment, Hashima Seisuke had an extremely profound understanding of this poem.

If he could do it all over again, he would never stay up late to write a review, and would teach his friends not to stay up late, don't stay up late, don't stay up late! Say important things three times!

Time passed quietly.

In a blink of an eye, it’s time for school to end in the afternoon.

Fortunately, in Japanese public schools, teachers are very lax about discipline requirements. As long as you don’t whistle or snore in class, which affects the normal class order, the teacher will not care about you. People like Hajima Seisuke are distracted. , even more so.

The school bell rings.

Seeing the cheap classmates filing out, Hajima Seisuke hesitated a little. Finally, he took a deep breath, picked up his schoolbag, stood up and walked towards the apartment he rented in his memory.

People can't dwell on the past all their lives. Two legs are for moving forward, not backward.

Walk out of the teaching building.

The sun is just right.

The sky was blue, as if it had just been washed with clean water.

A gust of wind blew by, and pieces of pink cherry blossoms fell down. There was a sound full of vitality and vitality in the ears. Hajima Seisuke took a deep breath and could smell the faint floral fragrance in the air. At least as far as the air environment was concerned, it was better than before. The city is much better.

"My paper..."

There seemed to be a soft voice ringing in my ears, and it seemed that it would disappear in the wind at any time.

Hajima Seisuke saw a piece of paper being blown by the wind, and subconsciously bent down to grab it. He glanced at it and saw that it was a questionnaire about study and future planning that was just issued today.

It is worth mentioning that the Japanese are extremely paranoid about forms. For example, everyone will bring a calendar, and then write down their itinerary and appointments every day. Of course, Hashima Kiyosuke’s form was completely blank. No appointment required.

Even Japan's marriage certificate is not a certificate, but two "marriage certificates" stamped with a form, which means "form".

Hajima Kiyosuke's eyes froze.

Most of the questionnaire was blank, with only a few delicate words written in the name column.

Name: Megumi Kato.

There is also the class in the back.

"Thank you, classmate."

A soft female voice, as if it could make flowers and plants sprout in spring, sounded from behind.

Hajima Kiyosuke turned around and looked, and at some point behind him, a slender girl with short black hair appeared. The girl was not short, but she was the height of an ordinary girl. She was neither thin nor thin, and had the figure of an ordinary girl. She had short black bob hair. She has big eyes and fair skin. If you look closely, she is a cute girl. The special thing about her is probably the extremely plain expression on her face.

"Kato Megumi?"

"Hey, does this classmate know me?" The girl with a bob head tilted her head and blinked slightly, "Yes, my name is on the form..."

The voice was light and airy, with an air of unhurriedness that neither made people feel alienated nor too close.

"Um, can you return the wish list to me?" Kato-san said softly.

"Sorry." Hajima Seisuke handed the form back, "I was distracted just now."

"Well, it's nothing." Kato-san put the form away.

"Hashima Seisuke, first meeting."

"Hey, um..." Faced with this kind of introduction that was similar to a chat, Kato-san hesitated slightly, "Hello, Kato Megumi, you can call me Kato-san."

A spring breeze blew by.

Brushing the girl's hair.

Kato-san raised his right hand and tucked a few strands of hair that had fallen in front of his eyes behind his ears. Although it was just an ordinary movement, it suddenly highlighted the beauty of the girl.

I am as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

After a brief conversation, the two said goodbye and dispersed.

Hajima Seisuke didn't ask Kato Megumi for his contact information. He asked for the other person's contact information when they met for the first time. Even Kato-san would probably be troubled. This unexpected encounter already made people smile. Surprised.

When Hajima Seisuke was idle and bored, he had already made a plan for the next action.

It's just a plan, it's just a short-term plan.