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Wujo Wu received a call from his good brother Xia Youjie.

It was noon, the time when the sun was in full bloom, a time when normal people would get up to work except for a certain writer who stayed up late to catch up on the manuscript.

Gojo Satoru is no exception.

It is impossible not to work part-time, and the strongest in the world also needs to have a meal.

Gojo Satoru is also working full of energy today. He just beat up two special magic spirits violently, and he is in a good mood.

When Xia Youjie called, Wujo Wuzheng was so bored that he kicked the curse spirit's head as a ball, and an upside-down golden hook went perfectly into the net.

"Jie, I have something to talk about." Wujo Wu said just one sentence.He looked at the hot sun in the sky through his sunglasses, thinking about whether to eat a strawberry milk smoothie or a peanut chocolate flavor later.

Just the same one, he has plenty of money, after all, he is a hot man with 25 yuan for a piece of clothing.

Xia Youjie's voice came from the mobile phone, as calm and reliable as ever.

Worthy of being the strongest best friend, what he said was so deafening that even Gojo Satoru had to savor it carefully to know the true meaning.

He said, "Wu, how to fix the air conditioner?"

"Huh?" Gojo Wu stumbled and crushed the curse spirit into mud. He picked out his ears and couldn't help asking again: "Jie, what did you say? Say it again?"

"...How to fix the air conditioner?" Xia Youjie held back his shame and asked in a serious tone.

Do you think he just called Gojo Satoru for a trivial matter?wrong!Big mistake!

He clearly made this call for the sake of the physical and mental health of the next generation in the magic world, for the inheritance and development of normal human social etiquette, and for the promotion of their hard-working virtues of high magicians!

There is precious humanity contained in a small phone bill!

"I've already disassembled the casing of the air conditioner, what's the next step?" Xia Youjie commanded Mana Ling to fetch him a wrench, and Mimiko and Nanako looked at the omnipotent Lord Xia You in admiration.

"Uh, why do you think I can repair air conditioners?" Gojo Satoru was puzzled. Although he could, Xia Youjie probably didn't see his superb repair skills live.

"Because you are Wujou." Xia Youjie said casually, "My good brother, hurry up, what's the next step?"

Gojo Satoru was praised. He was as happy as a 100-pound child. He didn't notice the sinister intentions of his good brother to use him as a humanoid instruction manual. He immediately commanded with confidence: "Check the wiring first."

With the help of Wujo Satoru, a professional maintenance technician, Xia Youjie quickly advanced from a novice repairman to a skilled master, and repaired the air conditioner on the spot.

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Gojo Satoru hung up the phone, and he heard warm applause from Xia Youjie's cell phone, as if he was sending off the reborn parents' applause full of K.

"Jie Bo repaired an air conditioner for the nearby residents when he was removing the curse spirit?" Wujo Wu guessed.

God, what kind of living Buddha is his good brother?

At this time, Wujo Wu didn't know that his good brother Xia Youjie had already been regarded as a mother by the whole sect, and he wanted to be a father at a young age. He not only had two daughters but also a big son to raise.

Gojo Satoru, who finished removing the curse spirit from the cymbals and taught Xia Youjie to repair the air conditioner, immediately turned around and rushed to the embrace of the dessert.

He ate a strawberry milk smoothie, another peanut chocolate smoothie, and finally walked to the bookstore on the side of the road with a "green tongue" popsicle in his mouth.

Gojo Satoru was on his way to buy manga. He stood in front of the bookcase, picking and choosing, and pulled out all the manga K was interested in in one go.

"Boss, which is the best book you bought recently?" Gojo Satoru asked casually while paying the bill. He personally still likes to follow the trend, and he himself is a fashionista.

"The hottest one? Here, that one is sold out." The boss pointed to a book next to Gojo Satoru. There were only two or three books left together. It seemed that they were indeed sold well.

Gojo Satoru glanced at it with his six eyes hidden under the sunglasses: the pink book cover, the pretentious font, the ugly illustrations, and the vulgar title.

"That's it?" He couldn't help doubting his fashion taste.

It is impossible for him to keep up with the times, it must be the modern young people.

"What! You haven't seen it, how can you comment casually!" Minakawa Li, who came to scan the goods again, heard someone mocking her beloved teacher's work, and couldn't help but said: "You can see it yourself, no one Will watch "Bride of the Gods" without crying!"

In order to increase her persuasiveness, Minagawa Li gave an example: "A friend of mine was cured of ancestral dry lacrimal glands by Mr. Tsushima's works, and she is trying to persuade her 80-year-old grandpa to accept the treatment."

Gojo Satoru had an expression of "Are you lying to a fool?" Minagawa Li did not flinch, vowing to sell this Amway.

"Let's go, let's go." The clerk who went out to buy goods came back with several large boxes of books, and the boss immediately greeted him: "Is the second volume of "The Bride of the Gods" back?"

"I'm back!" said the clerk while wiping his sweat, "The efficiency of the publishing house is really high, and the next volume was published so quickly."

"Because the sales volume has already beaten all the novels of the same type on the market," the boss laughed, "It's really amazing, obviously it's a new author."

"Ms. Tsushima's sequel!" Rika Minagawa was ecstatic, "Please give me one copy! No, three copies!"

She vowed to sell Amway to everyone she knew, this is the awakening of Tsushima fans!

Gojo Satoru wanted to leave directly, but was aroused a little interest by Minagawa Rika's ecstatic expression.

He has never read romance novels, the pink bubbles will only affect his speed of removing curse spirits, real men should read adventure stories!

"I'll buy it back and show it to Glass." Gojo Satoru persuaded himself while taking the first and second volumes of "The Bride of the Gods" to the counter to check out, and received a tacit look from the boss.

Boss: The boy's juice is tasteful.

"I bought it for Nitzu to see." Wujo Gou said to himself, "But Nitzu is the treasure of Gaozhuan, I have to check for her first to check whether the content inside is serious or not."

Well, yes, this is great classmate love!

Definitely not his own interest, never!

Gojo Satoru hid the two pink-covered books in the adventure story, and returned to the High School of Conjuration with ease.

He passed by Xia Youjie's dormitory and found that the door was not closed properly.

Gojo Satoru was open and frank all his life, and his good brother was naturally an open and frank gentleman.As close friends, it is very normal for each other to rush to each other's dormitory, Gojo Satoru turned around temporarily, opened the door and walked into Xia Youjie's room.

He was going to go back after reading the novel at Xia Youjie's place. If someone asked him why Gojo Wu bought romance novels, he would blame Xia Youjie.

"Jie will understand me." Wujo Satoru thought confidently.

He sat cross-legged on the cool floor, turning the first page of the novel while blowing on the air conditioner.

Two hours later, Xia Youjie returned to the Conjuration Academy.

Before he entered his room, he heard the whining sound of the air conditioner. Xia Youjie, who had been repairing for a whole morning, was a little nervous: Isn't it?The air conditioner in his room is also broken?

If he doesn't become a conjurer in the future, he might be able to rely on his superb maintenance skills to make ends meet, Xia Youjie thought bitterly.

As he got closer to his room, the humming sound in Xia Youjie's ears became louder and louder, accompanied by the embarrassing sound of sniffling.

His air conditioner is fine?Xia Youjie couldn't help but guess.

Well, probably someone is hiding in his dormitory crying.

The only people who can enter Xia Youjie's dormitory are his two classmates. The only one who can enter Xia Youjie's dormitory will not break into the empty door while he is away.

"Wu cried?" Xia Youjie turned on the phone camera while thinking whether the end of the world was coming.

A famous scene, let him take a picture.

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"Jie, you're back." Xia Youjie opened the door, only to see Wujo Gojo occupying the best position in the room where the air-conditioning wind blows directly, his sunglasses aside, and piles of large and small paper balls by his hand.

"Wu, are you okay?" Xia Youjie stood at the door and secretly took a few photos of the strongest black history, preparing to sell them at a high price to the singer to earn some milk powder money for Mimiko and Nanako.

The singer must be willing to pay a high price, Xia Youjie plans to pass.

After taking photos, it's time to comfort my good brother who seems to be broken in love.

With a compassionate heart, Xia Youjie walked up to Wujo Wu, and accidentally saw two pink and tender thin books that were different from the simple decorations around him.

Romance novel?When did Wu change his taste again?

Xia Youjie picked up the book on the floor, and the words "Shuji Tsushima" in the author's column made his eyelids twitch.

He is too familiar with this name. The couriers he received this morning were all from Shuji Tsushima. Boxes of blades were piled up like mountains, and the resentment attached to them was so much that the blades could be used as magic tools.

Gojo Satoru actually read Dazai Osamu's book?As a twenty-five boy, should he panic?

never mind.Xia Youjie looked at Wujo Wu's red eyes. This strongest classmate was originally cold and pale, and his red eyes couldn't be covered. He was serious enough to make Noctua Moth knit a sweater for Wujo Wu to comfort him. kind of red.

"Jie, take a look too, he's really a nice guy." Wujo Wujo said sincerely, "If you don't care if you're not from Tokyo, just eat Amway if you're a brother."

Can't stop.Xia Youjie is well aware of Dazai Osamu's nature of black mud, the novels he writes can't be anything serious, maybe they have to be brainwashed into Gojo Satoru, sitting alone in a classmate's dormitory, whining Woo weeping cat cat head.

"What's written in it?" Xia Youjie asked tentatively.

Gojo Satoru raised his head and recalled for two seconds, and replied: "A love story with K's heart, and the hero and heroine died together in love at the end, which is very fulfilling."

Okay, the case has been solved, and it really wasn't written by a serious person.

"It's really strange that you would buy romance novels." Xia Youjie felt that the cover of the book was too pink, and the truth of the fact that the pink was not black would not deceive him.

Gojo Satoru froze immediately, rolled his eyes, and pulled out his original excuse: "I bought it for Nitro, and I just read it for a while to check whether the content is suitable."

What did Jia Ruozi do wrong, why did she take the blame for Pure Love DK?

"Then do you think it's suitable for Nitro?" Xia Youjie asked intentionally, "You paid me back just now."

"It's suitable, why isn't it suitable." He gritted his teeth and accepted what he said, the strongest face cannot be lost, Gojo Satoru suddenly stood up, "I'll bring the book to Nitro right now."

Xia Youjie watched Baimao DK leave, and took out two identical books from his arms with a complicated expression.

It was given to him by Osamu Dazai when he was about to leave after repairing the air conditioner and cooking. He said it was a thank you gift to his mother, and Xia Youjie was so angry that he fought him again on the spot.

He didn't intend to read it at first, Osamu Dazai himself was suspicious, and the thing he secretly stuffed was even more suspicious.

Curiosity killed the cat Gojo Satoru, will Xia Youjie really want to repeat the same mistakes?

"I'll just watch the beginning." He comforted himself, Xia Youjie opened the door to the new world while sitting under the normal air conditioner while blowing the air.

Two hours later, Jia Ruozi met two of her classmates in the classroom, and found that Xia Youjie was actually wearing sunglasses like Gojo Satoru.

This pair of cross talk combination is very wrong today, the only nanny in the team thought so.

She met Gojo Satoru in the corridor before, and the tip of his nose was conspicuous as if it was frozen red - but now it is midsummer, and according to the judgment of a professional doctor, her strongest classmate is not frozen red, but crying red.

Gojo Satoru cried?This is big news worthy of topping the headlines of the gossip daily in the magic world.

The first reaction of the family into the glass is to take out the mobile phone to take a few photos and send them to the singer's seniors. The seniors must be very happy, the kind of happiness that the revenge will be avenged.

Gojo Satoru, who has always been frank and frank, not only cried bitterly when he was suspected of falling out of love and was dumped, but he dodged for some reason when he saw the house was in the glass, pretending to be inadvertently protecting the book he was holding in his hand.

Books that are too popular are not written by serious people at first glance.

She was so curious about it, but Gojo Satoru's strict defense attitude was too scary. She could only remember the unique pink color for the time being, and planned to go to the bookstore to find the same style after school today.

But now, Xia Youjie, a classmate with a dark heart but a nice appearance, is cosplaying Gojo Satoru for some ulterior reason, and feels that something is wrong with his family.

Gojo Satoru has white hair and Xia Youjie has black hair. Their hair blows up one by one and falls down the other. It can't be said that they are completely different, only that they have nothing to do with each other.

So, there is only one truth!

The famous detective Glass showed sharp eyes: Jie, weeping too!

God, what day is it today, two of her classmates are crying bitterly at the same time?

"What did I miss?" Jia Ruozi reflected on herself, she just dissected a few people, why was she suddenly abandoned by the times?

"Glass," Xia Youjie smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "Are you free? Have an Amway."

At home, K felt that he was on a pirate ship, but at this time the campus broadcast sounded: "Students, your homeroom teacher Ye Mozhengdao is on an urgent mission. Please study for a while, and continue the class in two hours."

There were two extra hours, and the heavens were urging her to eat this Amway.

Jia Ruozi took the book handed over by Xia Youjie with both hands, and Wujo Wu looked at this side secretly, and gave a thumbs up secretly.

She took a deep breath and opened this abnormally popular love novel.

Two hours later, Noctua, who had returned from the task, walked to the teacher's door on the right way, and opened the door: "Sorry, I was delayed, we will start class now..."

Noctua Zhengdao pushed his sunglasses, silently looking at the three students wearing sunglasses under the podium.

For a moment, he didn't know whether they were cosplaying themselves or collective enlightenment.

"Forget it when you realize it, and forget it for Jie." Ye Mozheng looked at his only obedient student, "Glass, why did you suddenly wear sunglasses today?"

After a long silence, Jiarui Nizi, an outstanding doctor, and the only normal person among the three, said decisively: "Mr. Ye Moth, I have a stye."

The author has something to say: Zai: Hiding merit and fame

ps. Stye, also known as needle eye.

(It's a sty, not a sty!)