[Net King] After I successfully prostituted Yukimura Seiichi

Likai University is the most well-known and oldest school in Kanagawa. The school gate is magnificent. There is a wooden plaque embedded in the marble tiles on the right side of the gate, with the characters of Lihai University Affiliated Middle School on it.

Kurosawa stood at the gate of Lihai University, with his hands in his trouser pockets, watching the overall building of Lihai University from the outside.

However, he wore earphones on his ears, and his body was still shaking slightly with the sound of the music. No one would think that he was observing.

The system finally couldn't help but opened its mouth, "Heisawa, you didn't go to the freshmen report meeting yesterday, and you have classes today, what are you still watching here?"

"Observe and observe." Kuisawa replied casually, still standing at the door in his own way.

"What to observe? Does this help our mission?" the system asked in bewilderment.

Kurosawa shook his head, "Just curious."

He took off his earphones and finally stepped into the gate of Lihai University.

Kurosawagawa, male, 12 years old, died once and was rescued by the system. He is now a freshman in the middle school attached to Lihai University.

It is also the executor selected by the system to execute the task, and the content of the task is [Work hard!Become the No.1 man in tennis].

For Kurosawa, this task is no less difficult than the destruction of the earth. Whether it is before death or now, his favorite thing is singing, writing songs, and dancing.

He was a professional singer before he died, and no one loves music better than him.

When he was revived by the system and informed of the mission goal, Kurosawa made countless mental constructions for himself. After all, he was revived by the system.

Even if it is to return favors, you have to respond to requests.

It's the first day of school now, and during the class period, because Kurosawa is used to staying up late, his biological clock was not adjusted properly for a while, so he was late.

He looked at the overall floor plan of Lihai University standing not far from the school gate, and knew where the classroom should be.

Kurosawa hummed a light tune, but his feet quickened a lot, and he came to the door of the classroom, where the teacher was teaching.

Kurosawa knocked on the door, and grinned at the teacher who looked at Xunsheng, "Sorry, teacher, I'm late!"

Standing straight at the door of the classroom was a very sunny and handsome boy in a red tracksuit. His blue eyes reflected the morning sun, and his black hair was a little messy, with a few strands standing upright.

With a bright smile that reminds people of the dazzling sun at noon, this is an athletic boy who likes various sports on weekdays.

The teacher recovered from his smile and asked, "Are you Kurosawa who was absent from the freshman registration yesterday?"

Kurosawa nodded, still smiling, "Sorry, I was a little surprised yesterday."

The teacher's eyes turned to his red sportswear, because he didn't register for the freshmen, so he didn't even get the school uniform, but the color was very bright among the dark green school uniforms.

"Come in and sit down first. After class, go to the school affairs office to get a school uniform." The teacher is not the head teacher, so naturally he doesn't care about too many things.

Kurosawa strode to the only vacant seat in the classroom and sat down. There were two people at a table in the classroom, and his deskmate was a gentle-looking person.

When Kurosawa looked at his deskmate, his deskmate also met his gaze. The blue-purple-haired boy smiled, and Kurosawa responded with a brighter smile.

Sitting down quickly, Kurosawa glanced at the book on the same table. It was history. He poked his chin and looked at the many blackboard writings on the blackboard. There were no books. God knows, he definitely didn't mean it.

"I told you to report to the freshmen, but you see that there are no books or school uniforms." The system said sarcastically.

Kurosawa curled his lips. He was only dragged here on the day of his freshman report. By the time he recovered from the surprise of being resurrected after death, he had already missed the time.

"Student, can you lend me the book for this class?" Kurosawa cheekily moved to the side of the same table, lowering his head against the line between the two tables.