My System is Always Trying To Force Me To Confess

"That... Tachibana-san, calm down..."

Baichuan Zeping silently slandered the low wall system in his heart. It was just established, how could it be fulfilled so quickly?

Facing the proud little peacock of Hayakawa Xiazhi is fine, but facing Ju Zhimo, a cute little sister who is simply afraid of life and blushing easily when she sees acquaintances, he really has no confidence to say that he can be cruel and use mockery to create it. A sense of distance, thereby rejecting each other.

It can only be explained slowly.

He sighed softly, squatted down and waited patiently for Ju Zhimo's mood to stabilize a little, then he said, "Actually, this is not my letter of confession."

"You can compare the handwriting. You should be familiar with my handwriting, right?"

When Miss Ju Zhimo heard this, she raised her head, her blushing face showing a questioning look: "Really?"

"Really not... Shirakawa-san?"

"Um."

Bai Chuan Zeping nodded lightly and asked, "Have I lied to you?"

Ju Zhimo shook his head: "Student Bai Chuan...is a very serious person..."

"So, it's all just a misunderstanding."

"But...but..." Tachibana Zhimo remembered what he had just said, and he had a tendency to continue to bury his head as an ostrich.

Bai Chuan Zeping said quickly: "It's okay, I understand, Tachibana-san, you're just too nervous, I won't take those words seriously."

I really can't put it off any longer. If I really want her to be an ostrich again, I am afraid that Shirakawa Zeping will have to consider whether to go to the health room as an excuse to skip the first class.

"Thank... Thank you, Bai Chuan..."

Bai Chuan Zeping helped Ju Zhimo to get up, turned to look at the envelope in his hand, and asked, "What are you going to do with this?"

"I...I...I don't know." Ju Zhimo finally returned to the state where a normal girl was confessed: "It's obvious that I'm very inconspicuous...I have bad motor nerves, and I can't even communicate well with other people...like this How can anyone tell me?"

Bai Chuan Zeping glanced at Miss Ju Zhimo's face, thinking that if you are ordinary like this, then I am afraid that there is only another ordinary man in the world who is qualified to fall in love.

But it's not surprising to say that, Ju Zhimo was a little transparent in school, and on weekdays, he buried his head as much as possible to avoid eye contact with people.

Tsukimi Sakurazawa, the head of the calligraphy department, occasionally complains, saying that she has the face of an artist, but she lives like a criminal.

Plain and unremarkable, Tachibana Zhimo, a passer-by character Kato Megumi.

It's just my friend Makoto Ito, and my sister is the killer Suminoe.

Um? Seems a bit wrong in the back?

On the other hand, Neon people seem to like to add a standard of sports excellence when judging school beauty beauties. Ju Zhimo, who is not physically strong at this point, has an absolute weakness. He can lift a brush, but if he lifts a shot put, it will definitely be Muli Muli.

Even if you can get away with finding out from her appearance that Little Transparent Orange Zhimo is a treasured girl, there are still many boys who will be persuaded to quit by the so-called air.

They are more willing to pursue those girls who are not as good-looking as Ju Zhimo, so that they can stick together and not be labeled as marginal by the group.

It is still too difficult for some people to pay the price of being out of place for love.

Bai Chuan Zeping did not continue to ask questions. With Orange's temperament, she should be struggling with how to reject the other party in a tactful and mellow manner, rather than considering whether to fall in love.

"Let's go back to the classroom first, the first class will start soon." Shirakawa Zeping said.

Tachibana Zhimo came back to his senses, hurriedly clipped the envelope between the pages of the book, and followed Baichuan Zeping in small steps and ran quickly.

The afternoon class is a neon history and a Chinese language class. The history of neon is naturally nothing to mention, the country is small, and hundreds of people gathered to fight can record the **** battle, which is completely unwilling to listen to.

But fortunately, Shirakawa Zeping got the light of the top-level study Ji Zaochuan's Xiazhi, and her talent "unforgettable" is really useful for this type of subject.

I don't know how this woman grows. Wisdom and hair volume coexist. Loveliness and long legs are equally important. In ancient times, it was estimated that she was a well-rounded talent who could be a witch on the inside and govern the world and bring peace to the people on the outside.

Forget it, it's just a tool person, as long as it's easy to use, it doesn't matter how long she is.

Shirakawa Zeping continued to choose to write science exercises in history class...

During recess, Natsuori Asano didn't continue the morning offensive to entangle him, she was entangled by another equally troublesome character.

"Asano-san, after school, let's go to the club together! What club do you want to join?"

"This... Isshiki-san, I think it's better to observe more if you just came in. It's a bit hasty to decide on a club at once..."

"Well, that's right... After all, Asano-san doesn't have any particular hobbies... By the way, Asano-san, do you like watching anime? Did you watch the TV anime that started broadcasting a while ago! It's really nice, OP It's also very nice~"

Natsuori Asano hurriedly shook his head, shyly saying that good babies all go to bed early, and staying up late to watch animations or something really has no capital.

Damn, what is the dangerous statement from which scientist said that staying up late is not a good leader!

Although she is very good at taking advantage of her petite and cute figure to gain the goodwill of others~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But that doesn't mean she really likes to be so small all the time!

Isshiki Haori felt a little regretful when she heard the words. Since she went to chat with Natsuori Asano during the lunch break, she felt more and more that the two of them were destined friends!

I have a responsibility and an obligation to help this cute little loli enjoy youth together!

But unfortunately, Asano-san doesn't like music, and has no plans to join the light music club. Otherwise, the bond between us must be even deeper!

"It would be great if my grades could be better. Right now, I don't even have time to do my homework, so I don't have time to think about the club."

Natsuori Asano frantically suggested that Isshiki Yujinji hurry away from herself, so as not to hinder her from writing (gao), (shi), (qing).

"My lord, let me teach you what you can't do!" Isshiki Feather Brocade patted her chest and assured her with a sense of mission.

Shirakawa Zeping, who was on the side, heard the confused speech not far away, and couldn't help but glanced at the comparison of the skill levels of the two...

This world is really scary. A weak student told a student that he wanted to teach her to write questions. One really dared to teach, and the other probably really dared to pretend to learn.

"Ah~ this is not good..." Asano Natsuori asked, "Will it affect your own study, Isshikiha~"

"My study is very stable, it won't affect anything!"

"Then I'll trouble you~ Isshiki-san." Natsuori Asano pointed to a question on the table and asked, "How should I do this question?"

Isshiki took the book with a smile, looked at it, and the smile gradually disappeared.

"This... on this topic..."

Isshiki Feather Brocade glanced at Shirakawa Zeping next to him.

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