After memorizing the book, I am super strong

Sometimes, language barriers cannot be overcome even with an international lingua franca.

The class teacher math teacher was stunned: "This student, don't you understand Chinese?" (Chinglish)

Osamu Dazai expressed his understanding of this sentence, and then replied rather helplessly: "No, I am Japanese." (Japanese English)

"What, classmate, what did you just say? Do you want to take math class now?" (Chinglish)

"Is that so, you are Japanese too." (Japanese English)

"That's easy." (Japanese)

teacher:? ? ?

"What, you want to eat? Is this too early for Mixi Mixi?"

When this miraculous conversation with a bull's head and a horse's mouth was going to continue, Xie Gongxuan's shoulders were already trembling because of holding back her laughter.

Until she suddenly had a name.

……

In the end, as the receiver who suddenly went online, Xie Gongxuan, who had a new deskmate with a dazed face, made a small question mark.

"This classmate doesn't understand the language. You have learned a little Japanese, so he will leave it to you for the time being."—Even if you say that, it can't be so sudden, right? !

When Xie Gongxuan turned her head, she found that Osamu Dazai who was sitting at an empty table next to her was already looking at her.

She looks so good...but she doesn't seem to be very smart.

I can't figure it out, how could someone make such a magical operation of transferring to China in the third year of high school.And even without speaking the language——

Could it be that you have thought about the addiction of the college entrance examination?

Not knowing that she was the culprit behind this series of magical operations, she looked at Osamu Dazai with admiration.

"My name is Xie Gongxuan, what's your name?"

Xie Gongxuan unscrewed the lid of the cup of brewed tea, and hot steam came out like this.

"My name is Osamu Dazai."

When the good-looking young man propped his chin to answer, Xie Gongxuan almost shook the glass with his little hand.

"... Osamu Dazai? Did I hear you right—do you have any fans of that great Japanese writer at home?"

Xie Gongxuan, who put down the cup, expressed doubts in the world. Because of the school's regulations, her hair, which was always loose, was loosely tied near her neck.The green one-size-fits-all knit sweater outside the white shirt looked a little too big for her thin and tall figure, and half of her hands were blocked by the cuffs, only her slender fingers were exposed.

"Japanese... big writer?"

This time it was Dazai Osamu who was puzzled, his curious and probing eyes were restrained under the boy's slender eyelashes.

"Don't you know? Hey, Lan Shitou, return the book I lent you last time."

Xie Gongxuan randomly grabbed a book on Ideology and Politics, and hit the head of the front desk.

"Understood, please type softly! My words are crooked!"

The young man called Blue Stone in front of him was still writing big liberal arts questions with his right hand. The densely packed words kept adding lines, and he was groping in the drawer with his left hand.

Not long after, the Japanese version of "No Place in the World" was handed to him.

"This is the author, and there is his introduction in it. You have the same name as him." Xie Gongxuan took Amway and pushed the book, "Of course, although it is very well written, I don't like such negative and depressing books very much. "

After Xie Gongxuan finished speaking, she felt that the young man next to her was stunned stiffly, and her slightly raised eyes were full of grievances.

It's like the expression that accuses the scum girl who cheated him and said that he is not interested in his type.

Xie Gongxuan was taken aback for a moment, inexplicably frightened by her brain power, well, it must be because she was too haggard for studying recently.

He seemed to be planning to answer something, and as the bell rang for the second class, the history teacher walked into the classroom with four thick books.

Then at this very moment, Xie Gongxuan kindly put the history books one, two, three, and four on the table of the new classmate.

"You study hard, I'll adjust the state—"

Then in the next second, he saw Xie Gongxuan lying on the table, ready to go into sleep mode.

He waited in silence for two seconds, so is this something special for students?

……

When Osamu Dazai's fingertips lightly brushed the surface of the history book, the teacher had already put half the classroom to sleep within 3 minutes.

The whole classroom is filled with a decadent and quiet atmosphere, and time seems to be flowing slowly.

Empty tables—

……

Xie Gongxuan seemed to have had a dream.I dreamed of a young man, he was covered in pitch black, and only his thin back could be seen, but his voice was very pleasant, as moving as the music of the slowly flowing piano.

He said: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

Then I looked at him helplessly, as quietly as if I was waiting for a starfall and moonrise——

a long time later.

She replied: "It's really suitable for Runtu Chayun."

The boy turned sideways, with an indistinct shadow on his backlit face: "What?"

She thought for a while: "A golden full moon hangs in the deep blue sky, and below is the sandy land by the sea, all of which are planted with endless green watermelons."

Then the next second, the watermelon really appeared.

……

Xie Gongxuan, who suddenly heard the bell for the end of get out of class, woke up suddenly. The magical picture of "Young Runtu" that had just been memorized in her mind had not completely disappeared from her cerebral cortex.

What kind of nightmare is this? It's too scary!

When she climbed up from the table in a daze, she was overwhelmed by the powerful visual impact caused by the world famous paintings.

Four history books stood straight on the table, blocking the front view like a city wall.

Xie Gongxuan said how did you stand up all four books!Did you steal the hand of the Chinese little master to Japan? !

The culprit, Osamu Dazai, put his phone on the table, tilted his head and poked at the screen in boredom, the interface seemed to be some kind of Chinese learning software.

No, the grade director is teaching next door for this class, and he comes here to play wild [-]% of the time. If he plays with his mobile phone so arrogantly, he will definitely be called out on the spot to communicate internationally!

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Xie Gongxuan threw the blanket covering her body onto Osamu Dazai's table, and pressed his head on it with the fastest speed.

The grade teacher passing by like a ghost: The history class of this class is still lifeless today.

Osamu Dazai whose head was suddenly pinned down:?

The front desk who turned his head seemed to want to have a conversation: "...What are you guys doing?"

Xie Gongxuan retracted her paw with a whoosh: "Ahem, I just saw that his hair is black and pure, so I decided to find out what shampoo he used—"

Front table: Grandpa on the subway looking at his phone.jpg

Then he turned around ruthlessly, his movements were quite frightened as "too low IQ will be contagious".

Xie Gongxuan's alpaca was running around in her heart, but she could only poke Dazai quietly: "It's time to get up—the school doesn't let you use your mobile phone, so you should sneak around a little bit."

Dazai, whose hair was a little messy, flicked his hair lightly like a cat: "Well, I got it."

Also strange how cute is going on.

It turns out that people who are too good-looking, even if they are ignorant, have a kind of pure and kind-hearted aura that comes out of the mud and doesn't eat fireworks~

Xie Gongxuan, who completely misunderstood the impression of Osamu Dazai, pulled back the blanket much more briskly.

The teenager asked carefully: "Can you teach me to read my name?"

"Yes." Xie Gongxuan said slowly to him, "Tai, Zai, Zhi."

The other party just repeated innocently: "Tai, in, set."

"No, no, the tone is not flat. Speaking Chinese can't save your tongue. Osamu Dazai..."

"Too, here, set~"

"Dazai Osamu..."

"...too much?"

Xie Gongxuan slowly put out a question mark: Why are you so happy to repeat the wrong answer!And it doesn't read well. I have reason to suspect that you are playing dumb, right?

But seeing that pure and moving face and those innocent eyes, she was suddenly deceived again.

Ah, as expected of a young man who can perform magical operations, it is so heartbreaking to be so stupid——

It must be taught until the meeting!

……

Osamu Dazai, who was planning to communicate, played a few rounds of pretending to be stupid, and finally read his name smoothly, and started to read other content.

This kind of Xie Gongxuan, although she doesn't remember him, has not changed at all...

She said that she studies very seriously, but basically never leaves game novels.

When reading a book, when the teacher on the stage talked about five or six pages, Xie Gongxuan could probably write and draw to advance the content of a unit——

Then, just like a discharged battery, you have to spend the same or even more time sleeping or playing games, or just staring at the pages of the book and wandering.

In a sense, she is really as she said before——

"I was very serious when I was a student. I was either studying or recovering from my studies."

What would be her regret for such a person?

No matter what it is, since the purpose of coming here is to solve this regret, then slowly find it.

As for the Russian—

The person who always seeks to control and reconcile should choose a posture that is far enough away and will not be refuted to stay in this world.

How will it be.

On the other side, the life committee member who had been poking and fighting with Xie Gongxuan for a while finally asked, "So you won't be staying at school this semester?"

Xie Gongxuan froze for a moment: "Ah, yes."

The girl seemed a little surprised: "Hey, haven't you been with your parents for a long time..."

Xie Gongxuan propped her head up, and replied as if she didn't quite understand the situation: "Ah, because a relative I haven't seen has returned to China."

Unseen relatives.

She had just finished speaking when she felt an invisible murderous aura spreading.

Um?How could there be such a thing in school? It must be an illusion.

"Dear one? Then congratulations."

"yeah!"

The two clapped their hands together.

The author has something to say:——

Dazai: ... (starts to emit black mud)

I always feel that the plot is going to sand sculpture (Meditation)

I finally tagged a text for the first time!Unprecedented new boat experience (rubbing hands)

This is still Wenye's world, but it has been transformed into Gongxuanyuan's world, so he will return sooner or later.Just make a copy?