Net King Simulation Game

As expected, when I entered the classroom, I was greeted by Miyamoto Saki's exaggerated exclamation—it wasn't Sora-san I was narcissistic, really, this kid has always been easy to understand.After a general explanation, and after accepting Miyamoto Saki's screaming torture and Hiyoshiruo's caring greetings again, the new day's class officially began.

I obediently obeyed the doctor’s orders and didn’t use my brain frequently. The evidence is that the teacher was talking on it, and I was just drawing simple pictures with relish underneath, or listening to music secretly under the cover of the thin body at the front desk—the props are Provided by Miyamoto in friendship, life is really pleasant.

I spent the whole morning leisurely like this, until after school at noon, I rejected the invitation of Miyamoto Saki to have lunch together, and planned to stay in the classroom to rest alone after lunch, but was interrupted before I started to sleep.

"Is Aoi-san there?" It was Hochotaro's voice.

When I looked up, I saw the owner of the voice standing at the door of the classroom and looking in. After confirming that I heard it, he walked in, with a somewhat reserved expression for some reason.But in this way, I can't continue to sleep, so I can only stand up.

"It's Feng-jun. Are you here to find Riji?" I took it for granted that it was related to Rijiruo. After all, they belonged to a club. It's normal for the club to have notifications and the like. "He's not here."

Unexpectedly, he shook his head and said, "I'm not looking for Riji, I'm here for you."

"Looking for me?" I was puzzled.Speaking of which, we have almost no intersection other than being in the same grade, and we have never even attended physical education class together.I don't think he would need to come to me personally for anything. "anything?"

After finishing speaking, I saw him rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment, with a shy smile on his face, "It's nothing, but..." After hesitating for a while, he decisively took out the thing that had been hidden behind him, and handed it to him. Come to me, "Because the doctor said that Aoi-san can't use his brain too much, so he shouldn't allow you to attend lectures, but in that case, Aoi-san's class may fall behind, so I prepared this, I think you will use it Well...well, I'll make my own decision, you don't mind?" After a long chatter, he finally realized, he looked at me cautiously, his eyes were as clear as water, as if he was worried that I would get angry, and he swung A little microwave.

But, such a gentle and careful child, how could I be angry with him?

I smiled, stretched out my hand to take the things in his hand, and opened them casually, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

It was an ordinary notebook, still very new, obviously just bought, it was densely covered with neat handwriting, and it was obviously the notes of all the course content of Group C in the morning.

how come?

Seeing my doubts and surprises, the tall boy touched his head in embarrassment: "Actually, our classes are similar, but the order is different."

I smiled sincerely, and my heart was a little moved. What a wonderful child: "Feng-kun, thank you." Willing to lend it to me.Just looking at his handwriting, it can be seen that he has done this with great care.In fact, as far as my original intention is concerned, I don't really want to reject this child's kindness.

Maybe, make a friend.

The two began to face each other, giggling.

"Well, I'll be responsible." After a while, he choked out this sentence, and with a plop, a group of people were knocked down in an instant—all of them fell down while listening to the people in the corner.

Yes, listen to the corner.Don’t you think I’m the only one in the classroom? How naive, not everyone likes to go out for lunch, and occasionally there are a few who like to stay in the classroom.

Although I was shocked by his words at first, but I immediately realized what he said, but I know that it doesn't mean that other people know it too.So here comes the misunderstanding.

The few who listened to the corner were completely stunned. Look, if the jaws fell all at once, they could smash the floor into a hole.

Seeing their expressions distorted by their own imagination, it is also clear that they have thought of something that is not harmonious.

Must be corrected immediately.

"You don't have to say that, Mr. Feng, the problem is not entirely yours..." I had only half-spoken, and the expressions of those people became even more strange, and some even took out their mobile phones on the spot and kept pressing them, and I knew that this was true. It's big.

I said the wrong thing, although what I said is the truth, but people's imagination is rich and changeable, and different people's understanding ability is also all kinds of wonderful things. Combined with the front and back, it can be as ambiguous as it looks to outsiders. I would also think wrongly, so I am not surprised that the facts will be distorted into various versions of Kongsang, otherwise, how do you think the rumors of disputes in this world come from.

In summary, Feng Jun, I am sorry for your integrity!

I don't know if it can be fixed.

I rationalized my thoughts, continued with the above topic, and tried my best to choose my words so as not to give others the opportunity to continue to misunderstand: "I mean, you don't need to blame yourself, it's just a small injury anyway, just take care of it. And , you did what you should do, didn’t you just lend me your notes now? You’ve done a good job.”

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the suddenly enlightened and lost look of others, and knew in his heart that the crisis was temporarily lifted.However, it was unavoidable that an accident would happen, so I quickly issued an order to evict the guest: "Mr. Feng, let's go back first, I want to rest for a while."

Obviously, the other party also realized that the current situation was not right, so he followed my wishes and left.

The expressions on the faces of those listening to the corner are still unsatisfactory.

your sister!

The lunch break passed quickly, and the gossip queen, who was always well-informed, came back and grabbed me and kept asking me about Hocho Taro, and I learned the direction of the rumors from the words I got from her. "Prince Feng actually exchanged love diaries with a girl surnamed Aoi" to the version "Prince Feng put forward a responsibility to the girl surnamed Aoi and set a private life" version, and soon changed to "The girl surnamed Aoi bravely sacrificed to save the male god in her heart." In the end, the plot took a turn for the worse, and everything was just "Prince Feng's unrequited love song", Miyamoto Saki sighed and said it was a pity.

What a pity your sister!

Fortunately, she didn't know that the so-called "girl surnamed Aoi" was me, Sorasang.

No, she should know.Otherwise, you won't use this topic to talk to me and be easily fooled by me. Don't forget, I was warned by this girl leading a group of girls on the first day I came here.

Since just now, I have mentioned Bingdi's tennis club support team that has appeared many times in fanfiction. Is this reminding me not to be too arrogant?

Forget it, it doesn't matter if you tell her, it would be great if you can use her intelligence network to clear up the suspicion of "coveting the prince". You must know that not everyone likes to be poked in the back.I couldn't touch my forehead: "Everything is a misunderstanding."

Hidden part of the content, and explained it like this until Saki Miyamoto returned to his seat with more content after class.

"You women are really troublesome." Rijiruo, who was forced to listen to the corner for a long time, didn't feel any substantive dissatisfaction from his tone of voice, and he just expressed his opinion.

After hearing this, I could only smile helplessly: "I can't help it... It's just curiosity." I wanted to talk about gossip psychology, but after thinking about it, I changed the wording.There was no more voice from the front, and I just thought he didn't want to continue this topic.

After a leisurely afternoon of class like this, it was school time again in a blink of an eye.It’s just that I didn’t work, didn’t deliver newspapers, and had nothing to do all afternoon and night, so I was not used to being free all of a sudden, and I didn’t want to go home and lie down—because my family was poor, and there was no entertainment equipment except a color TV God knows how I got used to modern entertainment in the past few months.

Sure enough, I still don't want to go back too early.

I wandered around the school casually, looking here and there.I saw it once at the beginning of school, but I didn't look at it carefully. I just kept memorizing the route.

On the way, I met Yushi Ninzu who had just come down from the office building. He just nodded at me and left.

Is it really just me being overwhelmed? I feel that I have been ignored by Ninzu Yushi.

Although it is very suspicious of Mary Su, I just think so.To a certain extent, I am not familiar with him. Even when I was in contact with the people in the tennis department, I just talked a little more than other people.And compared to Yushi Ninzu, I am more willing to communicate with his partner.The child Xiang Riyueren is very good, although he usually escapes a little bit, he is still very sensible, and he is reliable at critical moments.As for that guy Akutagawa Jiro, it seems that he hasn't seen anyone for a while.

"Akong~~~~"

……

Akutagawa Jirou's voice.

Aha, how could it be such a coincidence, it must be an illusion.After self-hypnosis, continue walking.

"Akong, wait for me~~~"

Brother Cao Cao, why don't you just change your name to Shepherd Dog.

Want to hide?That's too late.

He has swooped over.

Turning around with a smile on his face, he quickly backed away to a safe distance, watching him jump into nothing, squatting at his feet and drawing a circle in depression: "It's Cilang, what's the matter?" Shouldn't this guy be hiding and sleeping? out of nowhere.After thinking for a while, he continued to speak and tried to divert his attention, "Don't you have club activities? Why are you here?"

"No!" He responded crisply, got up from the ground nimbly, and the smile that instantly changed on his white and tender face was as bright as ever.

It made my brain hurt.

Miyamoto, Suakiho Chotaro, Higashi and others are sometimes a little difficult to deal with, but they are not at the same level at all.This guy is brown sugar, once stuck, he can't get rid of it, so it's very difficult to deal with.Last time was just a fluke.

Lord, please take me away!