After the Hong Kong black hat stand appeared

140.

[Central Plains]: Ah...

[Zhong Yuan]: I may really not be able to help you with mathematics. I will ask my subordinates if anyone is good at this.

The other side sent two messages very quickly. To be honest, his reply was really beyond my expectation.

After all, I just wanted to complain, but I didn't expect that he wanted to tutor!

Alas, Mr. Zhongyuan is really a warm-hearted and kind person.

As soon as my fingers touched the keyboard, two more messages were sent from the other side.

[Central Plains]: Hello, Ms. Saki, I am Kawakami, the subordinate of Master Central Plains, just ask me about mathematics.

oh hoo

Did you find it so quickly?

However, a large company like a port logistics company must hire graduates from prestigious schools, so it shouldn't be difficult to find someone who can tutor high school math so quickly.

[It’s saki, not misaki]: Ah, hello, Mr. Kawakami, I’m not very good at this kind of questions...

[It's saki not misaki]: Photo.jpg

I flipped through the papers reviewed by reborn, found the question with the most mistakes from the red handwriting, took a photo and sent it to Mr. Kawakami.

Speaking of the reborn teaching method, I really don't agree with it...

The strength with which he misjudged a question could cut through the paper, and the trace of his misjudgment was so big!so big! !

Among other things, the most eye-catching thing on a paper is the patches of red writing.

At the beginning, I resisted and questioned.

However, reborn told me very calmly that he is actually a professor of mathematics who has won world-class awards.

When I heard this sentence, I still didn't believe it, and I didn't know how to say it.

【ha?How can you, a little baby, be a mathematics professor who has won world-class awards? 】

And guess what?

Just look at the back of my head, which is still slightly swollen.

Yes, reborn uses physical persuasion.

I can tell you from personal experience that it works really well.

I don't believe anyone has the guts to go through physical persuasion...

No.

But I don't believe that after going through that kind of persuasion, there are still people who can have the life to refute him.

Even if Reborn said that he is a super high school level fighting master, I would believe it.

Really.

When I think about it this way, I suddenly feel sorry for A Gang.

With such a ghostly teacher, can A Gang really live to adulthood smoothly?

[Central Plains]: Ms. Saki, I have finished the solution. Attached below are the ideas for solving this type of problem, as well as the formulas and theorems that may be involved. If you have any questions, please feel welcome.

I clicked on the long picture and quickly scanned it with reverence for mathematics.

All the descriptions of the problem-solving steps are written down in words, and the knowledge points that can be diverged are also carefully marked.

This is more like a mind map than an answer.

[Central Plains]: Miss Saki?

After waiting for a while, Kawakami, who didn't get a reply from me, sent me a message and poked me, only then did I realize that I was actually convinced by this analysis.

If Aunt Nana came in at this time, she would definitely ask me why I was kneeling and looking at my phone.

Isn't it just the knees!Here you go!

[It's saki, not misaki]: Thank you so much!This answer is really detailed!

[Central Plains]: As long as Ms. Saki likes it, then I will go to work first.

[Central Plains]: How about it, did that guy Kawakami speak clearly?

Soon after Kawakami left, the person who chatted changed back to Mr. Nakahara. Almost the next second after Kawakami went offline, Mr. Nakahara sent me a message.

[It's saki not misaki]: Mmmm!The answer given by Mr. Kawakami is very detailed!

[It's saki, not misaki]: Ah, is this the charm of people who are good at mathematics!

[Central Plains]: ...

[Central Plains]: ... Hey, don't start worshiping blindly just because of a math problem.If you are good at mathematics, your Mediterranean teacher should also have good grades, right?

ah!Appeared!that!

Mr. Nakahara began to educate me again with the attitude of an elder!

In normal times, I would occasionally share with Mr. Zhongyuan the handsome little brother I saw by chance. Whenever this happened, Mr. Zhongyuan would educate me righteously:

[You are still a high school student, you should focus on studying now. 】

【ha?What brother's mouth is not the mouth is a Colombian rose?Where did you learn all this from? 】

【Do you want to drown/die in those eyes full of stars and seas?Are you sure you didn't drown/die in his blue contact lenses? 】

Look, Mr. Zhongyuan said every sentence with shrimp and pig heart.

What [that eye color is definitely cosmetic contact lenses] or something like that...

This spoils the atmosphere too much, hey!

At such moments, I can inexplicably feel a kind of coercion from the elders.

[Mr. Zhongyuan used a skill on you: age suppression]

That's probably how it feels.

To be honest, sometimes I even wonder if I somehow found an extra old father on the Internet for myself.

[It's saki, not misaki]: How can Mr. Mediterranean be compared with Mr. Kawakami!

[It's saki, not misaki]: That's the devil who makes the beautiful girl stand!

[Central Plains]: ... I remember that time, wasn't it because you didn't attend the class?

......

hateful.

Mr. Nakahara, you are a great topic stopper.

I think if this topic continues, this conversation may develop into [saki online □□ conference].

In order to avoid the situation from becoming as embarrassing as I imagined, I choose to die... Bah, I choose to change the subject.

[It's saki, not misaki]: By the way, Mr. Nakahara, I'm going to Yokohama to visit my grandfather during the holidays, can we meet?

[It's saki, not misaki]: be careful to test.jpg

[Central Plains]: Holiday?Summer vacation should be early, right?You won't ask for leave blindly again, will you?

[It's saki, not misaki]: It's spring break!spring break!Has Mr. Nakahara forgotten the holiday for so long after graduation?

It shouldn't be. Even my 80-year-old uncle next door knows about spring break in middle school.

[Central Plains]: Ah... I have been studying abroad, and I don't know the semester schedule in Japan.

[It's saki not misaki]: Oh!Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhong Yuan is still an elite returnee!

[Zhong Yuan]: It should be fine during the spring break, if I spare time...

[It's saki, not misaki]: Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo That's great!I will bring a present to Mr. Nakahara!

141.

After successfully making an appointment with Mr. Nakahara, I began to prepare gifts happily.

By the way, this time I carefully used the word "meet" twice instead of "run now".

The reason is that it is too easy to cause misunderstandings.

I don't want the pure friendship between me and Mr. Zhong Yuan to be tarnished by misunderstanding!

Our year-end friendship is sacred!

Exams and whatnot have been left behind by me.

Anyway, it's just a dead end, ridiculous, how could I succumb to Teacher Mediterranean!

142.

However, after the excitement, I soon fell into a dilemma.

I don't know what gift to choose for Mr. Nakahara.

For a person like Mr. Nakahara, ordinary gifts are definitely not worth it...

Then I can only start with what he likes.

Let me take a look at what Mr. Nakahara likes!

I solemnly wrote down two words on the draft paper.

【Locomotive】【Wine】

......

I frantically crossed out these two words.

Don't think about it, Saki Shiina.

Neither of these things is within your scope.

Even if you eat dirt from now on, you won't be able to save enough until spring break.

Thinking of gifts and thinking of being bald, I had no choice but to seek foreign aid.

Auntie Nana passed first. If Auntie Nana knew that I chatted with old men online, she would definitely tell me in tears. If I need money, just tell her.

Ah Gang also wants to pass, I simply think he can't give any constructive advice.

As for the others—

Oh, sorry.

I don't seem to have any other friends.

Look, this is the sadness of a dead house [smiling face].

Out of helplessness, I can only focus on the last straw.

143.

"So, that's it, I'm stuck with a choice. No, I don't have a choice at all."

I sat on the promenade of Honmaru, ate the peony cake specially made by Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, and shared my difficulties with Mikazuki Munekin who was sitting beside me.

San Riyue took a sip of the hot tea in her hand after listening, and said, "Actually, I don't think you need to be too obsessed with this. If you really can't think of it, why don't you give a gift you made yourself."

"But won't it look shabby if you make it yourself?" I imagined Mr. Zhongyuan in a high-end suit, holding a knitted wallet with small flowers in his hand.

Alas--

Forget it, forget it.

I don't know if San Riyue got into my mind and spied a weird brain supplement, anyway, he gave out that kind of elder-like smile.

"How about being a guardian? The other party is getting old, you can embroider a wish for his health in advance."

Omoru made by hand?

Good idea!

But having said that, Sanriyue, is it really appropriate for you to say that other people have a lot of age?

"I remember that Song Xian can be a guardian, you can go to him to learn."

I got up and put on the clogs, and then I stretched out my arms and gave the centenarian a big hug.

"Thank you Sankayue! Sankayue is so nice!"

Sure enough, hundreds of years are not spent in vain, and the way of thinking is really different from that of a beautiful teenage girl like me!

And this centenarian is always very considerate, not only helped me figure out an idea, but even considered that I might not be a guardian, and even helped me find a candidate for a teacher!

144.

Eventually I found Utasen Kanesada hanging the sheets in the garden.

After he proposed the idea of ​​learning to be an omamori, he readily agreed, and naturally asked who he was going to do it for.

I answered honestly, I want to give it to my netizen Mr. Zhongyuan!

Then, I don't know if it is my illusion.

The expression of Song Xian, who has always been gentle and elegant in my impression, suddenly became distorted.

Song, song fairy, you are not elegant at all, hey!

Maybe because he noticed my terrified expression, Kasen Kanesada forcibly controlled the twitching muscles on his face, and then said to me through gritted teeth: "Ah, Ji-kun is so caring! Don't worry, I will definitely! Good! Good! Teacher !your!"

Well, is it my illusion?Why do I feel that there is an ominous black air emanating from behind Song Xian?