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At the end of the slope, the girl stood with two boys of the same age, but the school uniforms they were wearing did not look like they belonged to the same middle school—this scene attracted the attention of many passers-by.

"What are they doing?"

"Could it be a date?"

"Look at the atmosphere, how does it look like a date? It looks like a quarrel..."

Passers-by often cast their eyes curiously and talk loudly or loudly.But as a conjurer, even the deliberately lowered voice can be heard clearly.

However, even so, Hualichun's words did not stop at all because of the eyes of passers-by.

"But because your writing is very serious and it really reflects a part of your heart, I gave it a grade D." Hualichun said again, "I have also received many manuscripts of E grade and F grade. After all, you still have There are obvious advantages. It's a pity that compared with the disadvantages..."

Xia Youjie was silent.However, the hand hanging by his side had unconsciously clenched into a fist, the shape of blood vessels protruding faintly from the back of his hand, and beads of sweat were oozing from his temples.

Suddenly, a hand covered Hualichun's mouth from behind.

"Hmm..." Hualichun choked in her throat before she finished speaking.She patted the hand covering her several times, then raised her head and looked at Gojo Satoru who had stood behind her without knowing when.

"That's enough, Huali." Wujou looked down at her with restraint in his eyes, "You're talking too much. Anyway, Jie's is not that bad. He got Bailang The company's newcomer award."

Although Gojo Satoru doesn't quite agree with Xia Youjie's "right theory" view, but it's a bit too miserable for Hualichun to say this.

Gojo Wu understands that Xia Youjie's pride is precisely because he himself is so proud.They have always been the strongest, so maybe Xia Youjie can't bear Hualichun to continue talking like this.

Hualichun was silent for two seconds, then patted Gojo Wu's arm again.The latter hesitated for a moment, but let go of his hand a bit.

"The Bailang Club's award has nothing to do with me." Hua Lichun said disapprovingly, "And it was Xia Youjie who said he wanted to hear the reason for my judgment, right? So I told him frankly, that's all. Did you decide for him to refuse to continue listening without saying anything more?"

Gojo Satoru's expression changed slightly: "Jie is my best friend."

"That's right, you are close friends, not the relationship between a guardian and a ward."

"Are you angry?" Hua Lichun turned to Xia Youjie again, "And my opinion is ultimately the opinion of the family. So if the writer himself rejects my opinion, I will not force it."

"..."

Xia Youjie's complexion was very ugly.But he intuitively felt that if Hualichun was told to shut up at this time, it would be no different from him fleeing without a fight.

He still said, "Go ahead and finish what you want to say."

Hearing this, Hualichun showed a smile on his face as if he had already guessed such a smile: "Okay."

"It's a pity that compared with the shortcomings, the advantages of expression and writing seem to be weak." She continued to say what she just said, "If you abandon the hypocritical cloak of pretending to understand, just write this article as if you don't care about other people's eyes. The inner monologue may still be readable."

"But the current article, if you don't talk about the writing, is the lowest grade of F."

Hualichun spread out her hands: "I'm done."

Under Hualichun's gaze, Xia Youjie paused, and suddenly asked: "What about the young man? What do you think of that young man?"

Hualichun looked straight into his eyes: "It's very sad. Whether it's the fact that you can only taste the different bitterness from the hair of a stranger, or the fact that you write it so contradictory. If he can be in his life It would be nice to taste more flavors.”

"……yes?"

Xia Youjie raised his hand subconsciously, and combed the long black bangs that fell from his forehead to the back of his head with his fingers.

His face was still a little dull, and he said in a low voice: "Actually, I..."

Before Xia Youjie finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from the end of the slope: "Ah!"

Hualichun subconsciously followed the sound, and immediately found the figure of Kamado Tanjiro standing at the end of the slope.

The red-haired boy opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were rarely filled with anger.He clenched his fists, strode forward, and roared, "What are you all doing!"

"Tanjiro?" Huali Jun was taken aback, and immediately realized what was wrong.

——Gojo Satoru put his left hand on her shoulder, and his right hand was wrapped around her shoulder and neck, ready to cover her mouth immediately if something went wrong.And she was so busy talking to Xia Youjie that she didn't notice Gojo Wu's preparatory action at all.

In Zhuma's eyes, it seemed as if these two suspicious male high school students were planning to kidnap her.

"No, Tanjiro!" Hanagarashi quickly slipped out of Gojo Satoru's arm, "I misunderstood! Listen to me!"

Kamado Tanjiro's expression changed from anger to bewilderment, and he had to slam on the brakes: "...Ehhh!?"

……

After some explanations, the misunderstanding was finally resolved.

"Actually, I was talking to them about the contribution of newcomers." Hualichun pointed at Xia Youjie and said, "This is the contributor."

She continued to point to Gojo Satoru: "This is Gojo Satoru, a friend I met when I first took over Hoshinosha. He has helped me a lot and is a very good person."

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru couldn't help being a little speechless.And Xia Youjie heard Wutiao Wu being described as a "good guy" for the first time, and his originally depressed mood couldn't last, and he even found it a little funny: "..."

"This is my childhood sweetheart, Kamado Tanjiro." Huali Jun introduced to the male high school students of the curse.

"It turned out to be like this. I thought it was the media who did it before. You guys are going to take Xiaochun away..."

Zamon Tanjirou's eyes showed apology: "I'm really sorry for misunderstanding you."

"...It's okay, and we are ready to leave." Before Gojo Satoru had time to speak, Xia Youjie waved at Huali Jun and Zaomen Tanjiro, "After all, the purpose of coming to you has been achieved. Thank you Reviews, those are really useful."

"Really?" The expression on Hualichun's face involuntarily turned serious, "Have you really heard what you want?"

Hearing this, Xia Youjie who had said those words just now couldn't help being silent.

"That's just a scene. In fact, I'm not convinced." He said, "I don't think my article can only be rated as D-level like you said. Hoshinosha's, or your opinion, is just a lot of people. It's just one of those opinions."

"In addition to my own articles, the articles published by Hoshinosha in the "Monthly Literature" in the past are also the same."

Xia Youjie looked directly into Hualichun's eyes: "I have personally read those articles, both the writing and the content are natural, it is not uncommon to win the Classical Art and Literature Award, or the House Award. But personally , I also do not agree with these works published in "Monthly Literature". I think they have subverted the correct form of human beings too much, and I am displeased."

"The strong save the weak, suppress the strong and support the weak, which should be the correct form of human beings." He said, "In works such as "Rashomon", the strong do not have the integrity of the strong, and the weak do not have the weak It's a joke to restrain the strong and support the weak. Forgive me for not agreeing with this."

"Is it me or you who are right..." Xia Youjie pursed his lips, "I will figure it out."

Hearing this, Hualichun was not angry, but smiled.

"So you're also studying at Hoshinosha." She said happily.

Unexpectedly, Hualichun would have such a reaction, Xia Youjie couldn't help being stunned, and then felt powerless as if he had punched cotton in his heart.

Is that all?

Xia Youjie heard from Gojo Wu that Zenyuan Naoya had uttered nonsense in the "Monthly Literature" article, which caused his hair to be shaved by Hualichun.But this time, it was also the same "Monthly Literature" article that was criticized, but she seemed very happy...

"Is that all?" He frowned, "Aren't you going to refute me like you refuted Zenyuan Naoya?"

Hualichun shook his head: "Zenyuan Naoya hasn't read a word at all. You are different from him. You have carefully read the teachers' articles."

"No matter what kind of thoughts you have afterwards, whether you agree or disagree temporarily, that is beyond the control of the author. Although it is regrettable, there is nothing you can do about it. But as long as you have a serious feeling after reading the article, this article is in the You can write well here."

"Moreover, I believe in the works of the teachers [-]%. This is the confidence that I will not be angry because of your words."

Hualichun raised her head and looked directly at Xia Youjie: "Come on. Although I don't agree with your views in Zaizhong, you are a person with rich sensibility, which is an important quality to become a writer. I am looking forward to your next actions."

Xia Youjie's fingers moved instinctively.Seeing Hualichun's happy face, he opened his mouth in a complicated mood, but he couldn't speak, and finally nodded, turned and left.

He seemed to understand why Wutiao Wu, Jia Ruozi...everyone who had been in contact with Hualichun would notice this girl.

Thinking of this, Xia Youjie subconsciously glanced at Wujo Wu next to him, only to find that his friend was walking while lowering his head, staring at his palm in a daze.

——That was the palm that was used to cover Hualichun's mouth just now.

"Do you care?" Xia Youjie asked abruptly.

"...Ah, why did you cover it up without even thinking about it..."

Gojo Satoru replied subconsciously, and didn't realize that he had spoken the truth until he finished speaking, and his movements froze involuntarily.

But before he could say anything in disguise, Xia Youjie spoke again: "Wu, you always say you hate the theories I'm talking about. Then why have you been a magician all this time? After all Even if you are born with rare spells, it is not absolutely necessary to take the road of exorcising curses, and with your ability, no one can force you if you don’t want to do it.”

"Why……"

Gojo Satoru raised his head, and the clear blue sky was reflected in his six eyes.

"I think I didn't think too much about this issue like you did. I just acted on instinct." He said, "There is no great reason, and it's not for anyone. It's just that when I came to my senses, I Already a conjurer."

the other side.

"Tanjiro, why did you suddenly come back to look for me?" Huali Jun asked curiously.

"During lunch, the tableware was mixed up." Kamado Tanjiro took out Hana Jun's tableware and handed it to her.

"Ah, really."

After changing the tableware again, Kamado Tanjiro's sensitive nose smelled the smell of Huali Jun's shoulder.The red-haired boy frowned, raised his hand suddenly, and patted the clothes on her shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Hualichun was a little puzzled.

"The clothes are wrinkled." Kamado Tanjiro said softly, "And you have the smell of those two people on you."

"Really?" Hualichun was taken aback, and quickly raised her hand to smell her sleeve, "...but I can't smell it..."

She raised her hand and stretched it out in front of Kamado Tanjiro: "Is there really?"

Hanagarashi's fingers almost poked Kamado Tanjiro's nostrils.The boy had no choice but to tilt his head back, grabbed her hand and sniffed her fingers seriously: "Really."

Hualichun was a little stiff: "Hey..."

Tanjiro Kamado, who had been silent just now, now has a worried expression: "Xiaochun, are those two people just now really just contributors and friends?"

"Yeah." Huali Jun nodded, and asked puzzledly, "Does Tanjiro care about Gojo a little bit? His hair and sunglasses do look a bit strange, but he's actually a nice person. That outfit should be just a comparison Two."

"No, it's not him who cares the most." Tanjiro Kamado frowned, "I care more about the person with the black bangs."

"When I walked up to those two people just now, I smelled their scent. The man with the black bangs smells very special."

The red-haired boy said in a low voice: "...It's bitter, cloudy, and a bit sad."