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The female teacher on the podium was wearing a black and white professional suit. Her chestnut brown hair was neatly coiled behind her head without a strand of hair falling down.

With her white and thin fingers pinching a half-length piece of chalk, she wrote a series of English words on the blackboard familiarly.

There was a slight rustling sound as the chalk rubbed against the blackboard.

Under the podium was a group of lowered heads, and Xingzi stood out among them.

She leaned on her chin with her right hand, and looked out of the window with her eyes out of focus.

The dream from last night was still recurring in her mind, and Kyoko couldn't tell for a moment whether it was an illusion constructed by herself or a real memory that had happened before.

The orange bonfire was reflected on one side of her cheek, she was half lying on the branch, and there was still a faint smell of blood in the wind.

It is not difficult to guess that a fierce battle took place here not long ago.

In the dream, I half-closed my eyes, and the branches and branches were intertwined and intertwined, like a big net, densely pressed down, and quietly enveloped myself.

After observing the surrounding environment, Xingzi habitually looked for that petite figure.

Then his eyes fell to his side, and he was sitting cross-legged upright, his small face was still covered with thick white mist, and it was impossible to see his real appearance clearly.

There was a crackling sound of burning wood.

After coughing uncomfortably, he opened his mouth and hummed an unfamiliar song softly.

The singing voice is gentle, echoing leisurely in Kyoko's ears.

Then her heart seemed to be pinched by a big hand, and it was rubbing back and forth unceremoniously.The heart only lasted for a while, but it couldn't bear the force, and weakly sent out sour sighs to the owner of the body.

Complex emotions such as nostalgia, sadness, joy, etc. are like tides that have broken the embankment, surging out.In an instant, the calm she was trying to maintain was destroyed.

Xingzi blinked her eyes helplessly, her breathing gradually accelerated, and her eye sockets suddenly turned slightly red.

The singing continued, but as an observer, Kyoko felt as if she had fallen into a whirlpool.

The boundless darkness trapped her in an instant. There was no sunlight, no one to talk to, and loneliness entangled her like a gangrene.

And that deep and lingering voice was the only force that supported her struggling to get through this long dream.

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It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of get out of class and the sounds of boys and girls laughing and playing in the classroom that Kyoko suddenly recovered from the dream.

She raised her eyes, and her slender eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, falling into Kirihara Chiya's eyes, and a voice suddenly appeared in his head.

Do all girls have long eyelashes?

I kind of want to touch it.

Xingzi stared at the stunned expression on the table in front of her strangely, knocked down the table with her fingers, and asked indifferently, "What's the matter?"

Kirihara Chi also suddenly realized what he was thinking, and blushed on the spot, forgetting the purpose of turning around for a moment.

Xingzi watched the seaweed head in front of her cook herself without saying a word, so she stopped bothering him and began to recall the song that ran through her dreams.

It is an English song.

Kyoko can only draw this conclusion from it. As for translating the lyrics, she doesn't even think about it, she's just making things difficult for herself.

When she thought that she had just memorized the most basic words, she couldn't help but cover her face and wailed in her heart:

Why do you want to learn English? ! !

Learning is not easy, Kyoko sighed.

Kirihara managed to reduce the heat on his face, put his fist to his mouth and coughed twice, pretending to be calm and asked: "How is your review going?"

This time it was Xingzi's turn to be confused: "Huh? What are you talking about?? What are you reviewing???"

A series of questions suddenly made Kirihara's eyes widen, and he raised his voice subconsciously: "The mid-term exam will be next week. You...don't you know?!"

Xingzi looked at his unbelievable appearance, then raised her chin more confidently, and threw the pot out: "I don't know. No one told me."

Hearing the girl's answer, Kirihara suddenly thought that she had just transferred to Lihai University.

However, even so, the head teacher repeatedly emphasized this matter in class last week.

Kirihara thought puzzledly, he stretched out his hand, rubbed his swollen forehead, and decided not to dwell on it, "What are you going to do? Let me tell you, Li Hai University's mid-term exam papers can be said to be hell-difficult, but Don't underestimate it."

He paused, as if thinking of some tragic memory, and then continued with deep sympathy: "And if you fail the exam, your parents will be notified. If you fail the exam, the school will ban club activities."

The words "notify parents" were like a thunderbolt, precisely striking Xingzi's head.She was in a daze for a moment, then looked down at the English homework book spread out on her desk. It was a magnificent scene, with red crosses occupying the white pages.

Xingzi counted silently, and she got three questions right in total, and she was still the one who got it right, and her face suddenly turned ugly.

"English is also included in the midterm exam?" She asked with some disbelief.

Although English is also Kirihara's most troublesome class, compared with Kyoko, he said that he is much better.

At the very least, you can get more than ten answers in one page!

Thinking of this, he looked at Kyoko with compassionate eyes, and nodded silently.

Kyoko stared at the English homework book for a long time with murderous intent, as if she wanted to tear it into pieces with her eyes.

After a long while, she resolutely closed her homework and threw it heavily into her bag, with a hint of anger in her tone, "Think I'm missing that day."

Seeing the girl in front of him with a terribly battered and dejected appearance, Kirihara had a powerful and mysterious image of her in his mind, and it shattered into ashes.

It may be that the sympathy between the scumbags and the scumbags narrowed the distance between him and Kyoko, and Kirihara suddenly felt that the new transfer student was not so difficult to get in touch with.

So, he bent his eyes and smiled with a little youthful flamboyance, "Since you haven't started reviewing, why don't you come with me to find Senior Liu's off-court assistance? And I'll tell you secretly, Senior Liu's key points Its ability is just like opening and closing..."

"No." Kyoko rejected him sullenly.

After the kind invitation was rejected, Kirihara pushed the kelp head closer to Kyoko, and asked suspiciously, "Why?"

Xingzi looked at the magnified face in front of her without changing her expression, and ruthlessly pushed his head away with her index finger, thinking to herself:

Anyway, I'm looking for someone to hold my feet temporarily, why don't I find someone I know?

She doesn't want to lose face in front of strangers.

So, without any hesitation, she declined his kindness again.

Seeing her resolute attitude of refusal, Kirihara thought about it, and gave up after a while to keep pestering her.

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Back at the detective agency, Kyoko threw her schoolbag on the sofa.The whole person fell backwards, paralyzed into a "big" shape.

Kunikida was still busy with various documents, and in the huge detective agency, only Dazai was wandering around idly.

He walked to the sofa and poked his head out, looking at the exhaustion on the girl's face inadvertently, he asked curiously, "Are you tired from school?"

Xingzi looked at him sleepily, then closed her eyes, and replied powerlessly: "Tired..."

"I heard that your school is about to have a midterm exam." Dazai took the schoolbag she had thrown away randomly to the corner, and sat down on the sofa, "Do you need me to introduce you to an English teacher? Exclusively for you, And it’s always there when you’re called.”

Dazai's voice raised slightly, reaching Kyoko's ears, a little ambiguous for no reason.

It was as if he wanted to introduce Niu/Lang to her.

Kyoko heard the words, narrowed her cat's eyes slightly, and looked at him silently, trying to dig out some real thoughts from his half-smile expression.

"How long is it?"

"He," Dazai replied with a narcissistic face after rubbing his chin for a while, "a dark dwarf. He wears a dirty hat every day, which is nothing compared to him. I'm handsome."

After finishing speaking, Kyoko guessed Dazai's identity from his description.

She pursed her lips speechlessly, looking at Dazai with doubts in her eyes.

"Isn't it?"

"Aren't you thinking too much?!" Kyoko seemed to have been poked at that nerve, her cat's eyes were round, she turned back without thinking, "He is definitely a hundred times more handsome than you!"

"Oh." Dazai was not shocked by Kyoko's rebuttal, instead he raised the corners of his mouth and looked at her jokingly, "It turns out that Kyoko secretly admires Chuya in her heart. Otherwise, why would she think he is so handsome? "

These words directly lifted Kyoko's fig leaf, without giving her a chance to hide.

She sat up abruptly, only then did she realize what she had just exposed.

The sound of her heart gradually became irregular, Xingzi put on a stern face, and argued with a lack of momentum: "Nonsense, nonsense! I didn't secretly admire him!"

Under the light, the girl's earlobes were red as if bleeding.

Dazai blinked innocently, "I was thinking just now whether I should give you Chuya's contact information. Since you don't like him, Kyoko, then I don't need to do anything extra."

After speaking, he found that the girl was biting her lip, with a word "regret" written on her face.

Quietness is like a virus, constantly spreading in this small space.

Kyoko was still hesitating, but the Dazai stood up carelessly, folded his hands behind his head, and was about to leave, "Xiao Xingzi, I'm going to eat first."

However, before he could take a step, a huge force from behind pulled him to the ground.

Dazai was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the girl on the sofa.

She blushed, took a deep breath, and said word by word: "I want his contact information."

The author has something to say: ooc belongs to me, there are private settings, don't get into it.

Dazai: I have seen through everything, please call me the assist man.

For the archives in the column, those who are interested, can you point to a favorite QAQ Gu Gu Jing will save the manuscript and open it again.

"The Overturned Daily Life for Dazai"

One-sentence summary: Are your bandages made of red thread? ! !

The copy is as follows:

As an immature empress, my greatest hobby is to match lovers.

But when I first saw a certain bandage spirit, my pupils trembled and petrified on the spot.

There is such a strange thing in the world, his whole body is covered with red thread!

I'm afraid it's not embarrassing God, is it? ! !

In order to help him find true love, I decided to use different vests to sneak into organizations such as the Detective Agency, the Port Mafia X Party, the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and the Five Decays of Heaven and Man.

As a result, it was overturned.

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