Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

Even though his body was intoxicated by the warm and comfortable bed, under the action of reason, Xiaosan in pajamas sat up unsteadily, and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

Brush your teeth, wash your face, and then change out of your pajamas.

After preparing his own breakfast and having lunch at noon, Xiaosan picked up his backpack and went out to go to school.

"Good morning, Qiuyue."

"Good morning, Makabe."

Handed it to the classroom of the school, Makabe Masamune had arrived in the classroom early, sat on the seat, holding a magazine about fitness in his hand, saw Xiaosan coming into the classroom, and stretched out his hand to greet Xiaosan.

Sitting in his seat, Xiaosan took out his schoolbag, then flipped through it, took the textbooks to the table, and quietly sorted out his textbooks and notes.

"By the way, Qiuyue, have you heard the news?"

As if he suddenly thought of something, Makabe Masamune, who was sitting quietly in his seat and reading the magazine, suddenly raised his head and mentioned something to Xiao San who was sitting in his seat.

Xiaosan, who didn't know what Masamune Makabe was talking about at all, showed a blank expression on his face, and frowned slightly, and didn't know what Masamune Makabe was talking about nonchalantly.

"what?"

"I heard that the Chinese teacher in our class has changed. I'm not very clear about the specific situation. I just heard that sentence when I passed by the teacher's office."

"You heard it by accident, how could I know."

Xiao San shook his head lightly, if Makabe Masamune hadn't said anything about this matter, he probably wouldn't have known about it, and the new teacher didn't have much impact on Xiao San at all.

"It doesn't matter if you change the teacher or not."

"Your personality is really rigid. Generally speaking, at this time, shouldn't normal male high school students expect a beautiful teacher?"

"Are you looking forward to it?"

"..."

Makabe Masamune, who was choked by Xiaosan's uninteresting answer, didn't bother to talk to Xiaosan anymore. He felt that every time he chatted with the other party, the other party would always use some quite serious, boring answers to perfuse himself.

Although it was true that he was not interested at all on the surface, Xiaosan, who kept this matter in his heart, was still a little curious about it.

'Have you changed your Chinese teacher?If it's called Xueye Baixiangli, it would be a bit interesting. '

Even if he has changed his name now, if there is such a teacher named Xue Ye Baixiangli, if Xiaosan wants to come, I'm afraid he won't mind developing an extraordinary teacher-student relationship with him.

Concentrating his thoughts, Xiaosan sat quietly in his seat, and time passed bit by bit.

Finally arrived at the Chinese class.

After the class bell rang, and under the deliberate publicity of some people with good ears and a big mouth, almost the whole class knew that the Chinese teacher in their class had changed.

Xiaosan looked down at the book in his hand, not showing too much interest, but everyone else in the class raised their heads and stared closely at the direction of the door.

With the slow passage of time, it didn't take long before footsteps sounded from outside the classroom door.

The door was slowly opened, and the eyes of everyone in the classroom were all in the direction of the door, closely watching the figure entering the class.

"..."

Being watched by everyone in the class, the person who entered the classroom was not too surprised, and walked silently to the teacher's podium.

Xiaosan slowly raised his head, and looked at the figure who entered the class.

With fluffy mid-length hair, wearing a yellow striped T-shirt and denim skirt still has a great visual impact. Even Xiaosan couldn't help being stunned when he saw the other party, and then quickly restrained himself. With a surprised expression on his face, he remained silent.

"Well, because Iwata-sensei is on maternity leave, I will take the class for the time being. As for my name, my name is Kawakami Sadayo. Please give me your advice in the next few days."

With a slightly lazy tone, the voice is not loud, and it sounds like there is no spiritual feeling, so everyone in the class can't help showing some subtle expressions.

"Then, after introducing yourself, please take out your textbooks and start class..."

During class, the whole class seemed quite dull, as if infected by the mood of that Kawakami teacher, the students in the whole classroom were quite silent.

In an atmosphere that could be called oppressive, Xiao San spent a rather unforgettable Chinese class.

"Qiuyue-kun~"

Not long after Kawakami Sadayo walked out of the classroom, Koga Yuika rushed to Xiaosan's desk like a swoop, and hugged Xiaosan from behind who had just put down the textbook.

"What's wrong, Yuika."

"Ah~ That Kawakami-sensei just now gave off a strange feeling, obviously he wasn't a vicious person, but...but."

"There is a very depressing feeling, which makes people uncomfortable."

At some point, Makabe Masamune also came to Xiaosan's side, looking at Koga Yuika who was hugging Xiaosan tightly, he frowned slightly, with a playful expression on his face, and glanced at Xiaosan.

The girl's delicate arms are wrapped around her neck, and the unique fragrance of a girl is scattered around her body. Apart from the lack of some abruptness, the feeling of being hugged by a girl like this is quite similar in every respect. comforting thing.

"However, as far as the content of the class is concerned, the level of the lectures is not bad. Compared with the original Iwata-sensei, it is not good, but it is definitely not bad."

Hearing Xiaosan's solemn speech, Yuika Koga puffed up her cheeks, and lightly tapped Xiaosan's cheeks with delicate fingers.

"It's such an old-fashioned evaluation again. Could it be that Qiuyue-kun has no interest in this new teacher at all? For example, wearing a maid outfit to serve..."

"I don't have much interest in the Department of Seniors, and now, it's more important to study."

Interrupting Koga Yuika's dangerous speech, Xiaosan didn't want such words to be spread to other people's ears, saying that he had some unrealistic delusions about the new teacher.

Facing Xiaosan's answer, Koga Yuika didn't know whether she should be happy or disappointed, she let go of her arms sullenly, then turned and left to return to her seat.