My girlfriend is Ying Li Li

In fact, most people will not be injured if they jump from the height of the second floor. People who dare not jump are mainly due to psychological reasons.

Hajima Seisuke took a deep breath, but he was not nervous at all. He turned over and jumped from the window, landing firmly on the ground.

"Hashima-kun?"

"The landing was successful." Hajima Kiyosuke looked up, opened his hands and said, "You can jump down now."

"that……"

Kato, who was standing by the window, blinked, with a hesitant expression on his pretty face.

"Don't worry." Hashima Seisuke assured, "It doesn't look too high at all from below. I will definitely catch you."

"Actually, you don't have to jump."

"Um?"

Classmate Sage’s understated voice drifted along the evening breeze.

"Hajima-kun, please go upstairs again and open the door from the outside."

Hajima Kiyosuke: "..."

your sister! I actually forgot that I could reopen the door!

Hajima Seisuke felt his face was hot and coughed twice: "Wait a moment, I'll go right away."

Three minutes later.

Hajima Seisuke came to the locker room door again and opened the door with the key, "I'm back."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Kato Megumi took the two people's schoolbags and stepped out.

This time, the two people didn't stay for a moment and quickly left the complex.

Night falls.

The lights dimmed.

The huge campus has completely quieted down, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable. If it is in China, seven o'clock in the evening is exactly the time for the first period of evening self-study. On those brightly lit days, there are rows of gourmet carts at the door. Very nostalgic.

Hashima Seisuke and Kato walked towards the school gate together. On the way, a flashlight beam suddenly came from behind, and then the male teacher's serious voice sounded.

"Which class are you two students in? Why haven't you left school yet?"

Classmate Sage subconsciously stopped.

"Don't stop."

Hashima Seisuke grabbed Kato Megumi's right hand and uttered one word, "Run!"

Staying in the school after school is not allowed is prohibited in the school rules and regulations. In other words, the two of them have violated the school rules. If they stop, they will be criticized and reprimanded. They may have to clean the swimming pool tomorrow. At this time, they can just run away. This is the best policy.

Kato Megumi reacted quickly and held Hajima Seisuke's hand instead. The two of them quickly ran away, leaving only the patrol teacher standing in the wind stunned.

Two minutes later, Hashima Seisuke and Kato successfully left the school and escaped successfully.

"Huh...huh..."

Kato gasped softly, his pretty face flushed.

"No need to run." Hajima Kiyosuke breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's walk slowly."

The street lights are on and the neon lights are flashing.

Hajima Seisuke took the soft and warm little hand of his sage classmate and walked forward.

"Hashima-kun, you can let me go."

"...There's a crosswalk ahead, don't let me go."

"Bullying."

"..."

The two held hands and walked back together.

When passing a food street, pedestrians suddenly became denser. The aroma of stir-fried onions, ginger, and garlic filled the evening breeze, as well as the sweet aroma of various cakes and fruits. The real smell of human fireworks hit our faces.

"You're hungry, want to eat something before going back?"

Hajima Kiyosuke turned to look at Kato.

"I'm a little hungry too." Kato pursed his pink lips and suggested, "There is a ramen shop nearby that has a good reputation. Let's go eat ramen?"

"good."

The two walked into the ramen restaurant and ordered a portion of tonkotsu ramen and soy sauce ramen.

While eating ramen, classmate Sage suddenly raised his eyes, "That girl... seems familiar?"

Hajima Kiyosuke followed the sound and was immediately speechless.

Blonde hair tied into a ponytail.

Tall figure.

Lovely face.

And the iconic three-no girl face.

If not that ramen-loving Koizumi-san, who else could it be?

It seems that every time I go to a ramen restaurant to eat ramen, I can meet this Koizumi-san. Could it be the ghost of the ramen restaurant?

"We met once when we were eating ramen before." Hajima Seisuke withdrew his gaze and had no intention of talking to him. "Continue eating."

After finishing the ramen, the two left the ramen restaurant and soon reached the intersection where they used to part ways.

"Hashima-kun, see you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Hajima Kiyosuke stopped where he was, watching Kato disappear into the dim lights, then breathed out softly, turned around and left.

Return to the apartment.

"Senior Pervert, why did you come back?"

Facing him was the questioning sound of a certain hamster burying his grievances.

Hajima Seisuke's expression remained unchanged: "You haven't eaten yet?"

"have eaten……"

"That's okay."

It's just a meal once in a while, but you still want to come here every day to have a meal, you have to pay for it with food and flesh!

"I only had cup noodles at night, and they were not delicious at all."

If you know it doesn’t taste good, then you should cook it yourself. Curry, omelette rice, and other things you learned in home economics class, you should know how to do it!

"Sniff sniff~"

Xiao Mi suddenly came forward and sniffed, "It smells like a girl."

"Okay." The hamster buried his right hand and pinched his waist. "Ebina and I have been waiting hard for you to come back, but you actually cheated on us behind our backs... Ahem!"

Xiao Mi's face turned red and she coughed quickly.

Hajima Kiyosuke tilted his head: "You seemed to have said just now..."

"I didn't say anything. The pervert senior heard me wrong!" Xiao Mi firmly denied it and refused to admit it until his death. "Hurry up and go to the park to continue practicing with two people and three legs!"

"..."

Calling Shanghai's old name, Hashima Seisuke and the other three continued to train in the park.

Although shame therapy is stupid, its effect is very significant. If you can see the data, Ebina's proficiency will definitely increase.

Time slipped away quietly and calmly, and a week flew by in the blink of an eye.

The weekend sports festival has officially arrived.

Chapter 900 The whole school is a harem group

The week flies by.

In a blink of an eye, it’s the sports festival.

The weather is clear and clear.

Cloudless.

The heat of midsummer has faded, and it’s a good time for exercise.

On Saturday morning, before eight o'clock, everyone in the class had already arrived, even Zhaili, who always came to school on time, was not absent.

Many boys also wore white strips of cloth on their heads with the two Chinese characters for "must win" written on them. The morale of the whole class was high.

As the monitor said a few words of motivation on the podium, bursts of cheers soon erupted in the class.

"Must win!"

"come on!"

Hashima Seisuke and Takumi sat in the back row. The two of them were surprisingly similar. They both lacked interest and fished in troubled waters.

After the mobilization meeting, the entire class left the classroom and walked to the playground. Then they lined up in the designated area. Since almost all the events of the sports festival were organized by the student union, the student union president naturally took the stage to speak at the opening ceremony. There were no drowsy speeches, and the sports festival began soon.

Naturally, I had already obtained the competition schedule. The three competitions Hajima Kiyosuke signed up for were basically at noon and afternoon. When I was doing nothing, the monitor suddenly came over.

"Hashima-san."

Wearing a white shirt, red sports shorts, and tying his long hair into a refreshing ponytail, the squad leader looked very capable and walked up to Hajima Seisuke.

"Monitor."

Hashima Seisuke had a polite smile on his face.

The class monitor’s voice was crisp and straight to the point: “I remember that the first game Hajima-san participated in was tug-of-war. Are you free now?”

Hajima Kiyosuke nodded slightly: "I'm free."

"I have something to ask of you." The class leader pointed to the side, "We will start the rope skipping competition soon. Since Hajima-san is free, please come and join the support team."

Hajima Seisuke couldn't refuse, so he could only nod and agree.

"no problem."

The competition rules of the sports festival are that men and women are separated. There is no way. There is indeed a big gap in physical strength between boys and girls. In addition, the other consideration is that mixed games between men and women can easily cause unnecessary trouble.

For example, if there are two people and three legs, if boys and girls run together, if they make a mistake in the middle, and they are pushed down and assaulted in the chest in front of all the teachers, students and visitors from outside the school, the impact will be very bad.

Hajima Kiyosuke followed the squad leader through the playground and quickly reached the area where the girls competed.

"How did you come?"

Yinglili looked at him in surprise.

The girls also have a tug-of-war competition this morning. If the class can win, there will be rematches, semifinals, and finals later. Therefore, they are also wearing gymnastics uniforms with white top and red bottom. Today they still have their iconic twin ponytails, brilliant gold in the sunshine. The bottom is particularly eye-catching.

Standing among a group of girls now, she looks quite petite and delicate with thin skin and tender flesh...slim arms and legs.

"The squad leader asked me to come here to support you."

Hajima Seisuke explains why.

Girls support boys, and boys support girls. As the saying goes, if men and women work together, the work will not be tiring. This is the truth.

"……whispering sound."

Yinglili picked up a speaker and handed it over, "Here you go."

Hajima Seisuke reached out and took it, speechless: "A speaker made of paper?"

This thing is actually a paper trumpet made of a cardboard shell coated with glue. It is so crude that it is no different from putting your hands to your mouth.

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Yinglili came over and complained in a low voice, "If we all use real speakers, you will shout and I will shout in so many classes, and there will be no need to compete. It will be noisy."

Hajima Kiyosuke thought for a moment and realized that this was indeed the case.