Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

To this, Xiao San just shook his head lightly.

The girl stretched out her hand and took the mobile phone that Xiaosan handed back to her, then pursed her lips slightly, as if hesitating for something, seeing that Xiaosan was about to turn around and leave, she thanked Xiaosan in an inaudible voice.

"That...thank you."

"Huh? It's okay. In the future, it's better to refuse directly. Like that type, the more you ignore them, the more they will care."

Waving his hand, Xiaosan responded disapprovingly, and gave the other party a reminder by the way.

It wasn't until Xiaosan's back disappeared that the girl slowly withdrew her gaze.

However, shortly after Xiao San left, a figure belonging to Xiao San's acquaintance appeared near the platform, looked around, and came to the girl in black sailor suit.

"Yinzi, I kept you waiting."

"It's okay, Senior Dongxiang, so, shall we go to Osaka next?"

"Ah."

Chapter 97. I didn't lie to you, I just didn't tell you

'The youngest female celebrity title winner in history - Dongxiang One Two Three! '

The weekend passed, and during the resumption of school, Xiaosan was bored, flipped through his mobile phone, checked some news online, and then saw news that surprised him... It can be said to be amazing.

Even though Xiaosan did not have in-depth contact with the culture of shogi, at least he has had contact with it, and has a deep understanding of what the title of celebrity represents in the shogi world.

"Is it the strongest female shogi player? Is it really... admirable? You can get to this step so quickly."

Obviously, he was still wasting his time in high school, but the other party had already moved forward quickly after graduating from high school, and won the top achievements and titles in the industry before his life in high school was over.

Looking at the girl he knew and talked to on the news, Xiao San smiled helplessly.

"Is this the gap between a genius and a mortal?"

Although it is said that people should not be too pessimistic, because of the achievements of others, they forget the efforts of the other party.

But when faced with achievements that you don't have and are difficult to achieve, and when you are acquired by your peers, you don't have a different mood, then you are no longer a human being, maybe a saint can be calm. .

I clicked on my mobile phone, and saw the contact information belonging to Dongxiang [-]. Xiaosan's fingers paused on it, and then silently cut out.

"At this time, there should be a lot of people sending congratulations to her. Let's talk about it later."

An inexplicable inspiration spread in Xiaosan's heart, and he suddenly had an inspiration about serious literature that he had considered.

"Well, after I go back, maybe I can write a book called "Emotional Intelligence" or "Status"."

Putting his mobile phone back into his pocket, Xiao San slowly left the rooftop and walked towards the classroom.

The lunch break is almost over, it's time to go back and get ready for class.

......

In the studio, wearing a new women's clothing designed by a well-known fashion designer, Dongxiang Yi Er San held his mobile phone and sat on the side seat, as if waiting for something.

"Miss Dongxiang, everything is almost ready, we can continue shooting."

"Okay, I know."

Hearing the photographer's call, the straight black girl smiled, then lowered her head helplessly and put her mobile phone aside, and walked towards the center of the venue.

'Did he...forget about me? '

Xiao San, who had just walked into the classroom, couldn't help but suddenly sneezed.

"You have the flu?"

Touching his nose, Xiaosan showed an inexplicable expression on his face, and he didn't know why he suddenly sneezed.

The afternoon classes are a bit boring.

"Uh... well, the Imagawa clan who became a lost dog lived in Tokura Castle in Izu with the help of the Hojo family, and later moved to Odawara. In the second year of Motoki..."

The History of Japan is the only class Xiaosan thinks might be interesting, right?

Compared with the Chinese that needs to be understood, the foreign language that needs to be memorized, the mathematics that needs to be used, and the history that can be learned like listening to a story, in Xiaosan's heart, it is much more interesting.

In the distant past, he had the idea of ​​focusing on history and becoming a scholar of history, but unfortunately, he did not have such an opportunity.

The reality is that on the one hand, everyone is quite clear that history is almost the most useless subject in this era. He later fell in love with other subjects, so he failed to embark on this path in the end.

"He went to Beijing in the third year of Tianzheng. He performed Cuju skills in front of Nobunaga and the ministers who killed his father and enemies, and presented the incense burner 'Chidori' handed down by Imagawa's family. A generation of daimyo was reduced to a retainer."

An old teacher of a certain age, holding a textbook and reading the content there with emotion, seemed to trigger some feelings in his heart, and Xiaosan, who was sitting below, couldn't help but feel deeply touched by this period of history.

......

"Speaking of which, senior, do you know a person named Kasumigaoka Shiyu?"

During the club activities after class, Xiaosan asked Tokihara Sayuki who was sitting close to him, a question that suddenly occurred to him.

Tokihara Saxue, who was still holding a brush in her hand, was writing elegantly, but suddenly paused, raised her head, and looked at Xiaosan not far in front of her with quite vigilant eyes.

"I don't know! Mr. Qiuyue, what are you asking her for?"

"It's just that I saw it on the bulletin board before. I was thinking about the literary competition. I saw this name. It seems to be in the same grade as my senior, so I asked curiously."

Seeing that Xiaosan's expression does not seem to be lying, Toki Yuanshaxue's uneasiness in her heart eased a little bit.