Miss Gojo can't figure it out

"Well, although that guy is always doing nothing, this decision is not bad."

"where did you go?"

Youyue pressed the end of her hair with a dry towel, and threw the drawstring bag containing the hair dryer to Xia Youjie, "It disappeared for a long time without any reason, and be careful to be caught by the onmyoji as a shikigami."

I also brought back a full black plastic bag. I don't know if I went out to do illegal things secretly.Can translucency that no one can see be a killer?

The other party didn't mention what was in the plastic bag, and Youyue wasn't interested in asking.

"To make sure of something."

He firmly caught the drawstring bag and put it on the top shelf of the bookshelf, pressed Youyue on the chair, took the dry hair towel, and prevented her from continuing to use violent methods to ravage her hair.

"Is Xiaoyou worried about me?"

If someone else asked this question, Youyue would have nodded and said "Yes", but admitting it in front of Xia Youjie always felt like surrendering without a fight.

The other party didn't take the initiative to tell her anything, he was such an inscrutable squint, and in retaliation, she had to hide her words.

"No," she said.

"No, no."

Xia Youjie said.

He added in his mind: Do you know that it is obvious that you are lying?

"I'm going out to play tomorrow, and I'll come to study with you in the afternoon," he said.

"Oh." Youyue said, "Whatever you want."

Xia Youjie observed her expression carefully, and added, "I will come soon."

"It's all said to be up to you. Hurry up and blow my hair, it's so wet and uncomfortable."

Taking care of long hair is time consuming.He patiently blows his hair to [-]% dry with hot air, turns to the temperature setting and slowly dries it to full dry with a small wind, and rubs orange blossom-flavored hair care essential oil on the ends of his hair. After all this is done, Youyue is already sound asleep up.

Xia Youjie carried her to the bed, said goodnight softly, and then stuffed the black plastic bag he brought back into the bedside table.

During tutoring the next day, Youyue seemed a little restless.

Although she studied hard and made a lot of red crosses in the questions, she made repeated mistakes, but she never made such an outrageous mistake of silently writing the English composition template "I'mgladtoreceiveyourletter..." on the horizontal line of the Japanese history answer question.

"Gojo-san, what's on your mind?" Akashi asked.

Youyue glanced at him, lowered her head and poked the rubber with a water pen, poking holes in the poor yellow rubber one after another.

The team leader couldn't see others ruining things like this, so he silently removed the eraser and said, "If you have something to do, you can tell me."

She said slowly, "Well...it's not me, it's a friend of mine."

Hearing the beginning of the standard, the teenagers who were working on their own problems or tutoring their teammates slowed down their movements and listened carefully.

"My friend, she has a very good male friend, like a big brother."

Everyone's heart: Well, it's Youyue herself and her brother Gojo Satoru.

"Big brother has always been quite normal, but my friend found out in the middle of the night last night that he seems to have some strange hobbies."

"Your friend has a very good relationship with you, and I will tell you such private things."

Aomine suppressed a smile, and was hit by Momoi.

Youyue was immersed in her own story, she shook her head and said, "It's not important."

The eraser was taken away by Akashi, and she drew meaningless curves and circles on the draft paper with a water pen.

"Big brother, without telling my friend, he secretly hid a few packs of baby diapers in my friend's bedside table."

The teenagers with different hair colors looked at each other.

Huang Lai asked: "Is your brother married? Does he have a girlfriend?"

"It's not me, it's my friend who feels like a big brother." Youyue did not forget to speak hard, "He is in a very special situation. I don't know if he has a girlfriend. Even if he does, it is impossible to be with her. together."

Because Xia Youjie is a soul body, no one can see it except her.

The generosity of Gojo Gojo left a deep impression on people. Yesterday, nine people ate more than [-] yen for a kaiseki meal.

When checking out, they were all shocked when they saw the numbers on the display screen from a distance—except Akashi, of course.

Teenagers: Got it, Gojo Satoru wants to marry a wealthy family for the family business, and can't be with his girlfriend, and he already has a child with his girlfriend.

"Also, besides the diapers, there is also a box of medicine in the bag, which seems to be."

She recalled: "What 24-hour emergency..."

"I see." Momoi interrupted, "Please be sure to tell your brother to pursue love bravely, there will be no love in marriage."

All the boys: She went up!

Qingfeng gave her a thumbs up silently.

"what?"

"And they all have children, so it's not fair to them."

"Momoi, what are you talking about." Yuzuki said blankly, "I suspect...my friend suspects that her big brother who is like a friend may have something unspeakable, quietly sick and often incontinent, so she has to wear baby diapers, and that medicine is an emergency Use it to prevent embarrassment.”

As soon as the words were finished, she found that everyone's eyes became loving. It often happened in the past, and she was inexplicably pitied just by saying a few words.

Momoi asked: "Gojo-san, did you not pay attention to the physical health class?"

Youyue admitted decisively, and confidently said that this kind of class is just for sleeping.

Qingfeng complained about which class you didn't sleep in. You spent two-thirds of the time sitting at his front desk lying on the table, and the remaining one-third of the time was playing game consoles, or skipping classes.

"I didn't skip class, I just played PokemonGo on campus." Yuzuki explained.

Qingfeng was speechless: "You might as well not explain."

"I suggest you listen to the health care class."

Akashi said something tactfully, and then changed the topic back to tutoring, because the exam is coming up in a few days.

Youyue naturally didn't ask for an answer, but after such an interruption, she also forgot about Xia Youjie's strange behavior.She has always been very forgetful, and after the exam, Youyue finally found out that she is a study idiot.

When a person's grades are so bad that they reach the peak, they don't actually feel that they are useless.

After being taken to study for a few days, she realized that what she thought was checking for leaks and making up for vacancies was Nuwa's mending the sky, but the multicolored stones had to be fired for nine days and nine nights, and the time left for Youyue was only one week, which was enough for God to create a new one. world out.

"I still don't believe in Shintoism."

So Youyue began to pray devoutly before going to bed.

Xia Youjie couldn't laugh or cry: "A few days ago, didn't you still want God's favor from Amaterasu? Why did you ask the Lord to protect you today?"

"It's all believed now."

Yuzuki put the Buddhist altar on the second floor of the bookshelf, and put it together with the guard from Sensoji Temple.

"Which god can bless me to pass the exam, I will trust whoever I want in the future. Dazai told me that if I employ people and talents, then I must believe in the most powerful god."

"This is really disrespectful." Xia Youjie said, "Aren't you afraid of the wrath of the gods?"

"No, I am the Son of God, and the poison of a tiger does not eat its son."

Xia Youjie:

Other subjects were easy to talk about, but on the day of the final math test, Youyue really performed steadily - when she spread out the test paper, her mind immediately went blank.

First use a rolling pencil to shake out the answers to all the multiple-choice questions, and then write all the simple calculation questions and application questions. It only takes 30 minutes to complete the complete paper.

Youyue started actuarial calculations, four points, six points, thirty points for multiple choice questions, okay, three points for passing, will the teacher give three points?You have to give some points for normal points or favor points.

The tip of the pen stays on the question number of the second question of the function, and if you win this question, you can pass the level.

If there are cheat codes for Soul O Luo's life brushing in the problem-solving methods, then it will be easy to remember, up, down, left, right, left, right, baba, who can't do it.

The hand was held by someone whose skin color was darker than hers.Youyue turned her head, half of her cheeks rubbed against the other's warm chest, and then she was pushed back by her shoulders.

"Don't move, it's strange to turn your head while writing."

Xia Youjie held her in his arms, held her hand and slowly wrote down the four-point problem-solving ideas that are critical to winning and passing.

The words written by her hand are as elegant and beautiful as Xia You himself. He patiently circled the stems of the questions that Youyue did not write out with useful conditions, and wrote the formulas and general ideas in an easy-to-understand way. on the test paper.

"I've said I'll help you." He whispered in Youyue's ear, "Come on."

When she let go of her hand, Xia Youjie's palm and the skin on the inner side of her arm were already red, and there were even a few blood-red spots, as if scalded.

Xia You stood at the edge of the podium, smiled at her, and left the classroom with a wave.

Youyue had no choice but to calm down and continue working on the questions.Fortunately, it is not difficult for Diguang to make up the exam papers. With Xia Youjie's reminder, it is enough to use the skills learned in the past few days and silently write them on the answer sheet.

The winding bell rang, and everyone went out in twos and threes with their bags on their backs.

"How much do you calculate on the penultimate question on the back of the math? I am eight."

"Ah, I'm root two-thirds!"

"What! The math paper has a back!"

"What's the penultimate question?" Youyue became confused, "But it should be no problem."

Qingfeng laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter, you have no chance of passing anyway."

However, she was filled with courage from nowhere, Youyue replied firmly: "I will."

Unexpectedly, Akashi was standing at the corridor entrance waiting for them.

"Everyone, whether you can pass the make-up exam is directly related to whether the seaside training camp can be held normally next week. So I asked Mr. Kunikida to correct the papers for everyone now."

Yuzuki got the light of the basketball club, went to the teacher's office together, and turned into a little quail in an instant when he entered the door and met Uemuni Kida's cold gaze.

Teacher, are you a good person?

After waiting anxiously for about ten minutes, the song in her head was played from the Radesky march to the black coffin, and she became more and more uneasy.

Finally, Kunikida sorted out the test papers, with a little smile on his face, and calmly said in the expectant eyes of the teenagers: "Congratulations, all of you passed."

"Wow!"

"Great--"

"Long live the seaside training camp!"

"Barbecue! I want to eat barbecue tonight!"

"Gojo-san has made great progress." Kunikida said, "You scored 78 on the test."

"So tall?!" Aomine said in surprise, his gaze was very complicated, "You don't need to write O-eyed words... Did you go to pray to the gods and Buddha? Or to the academic guardian of Sensoji Temple?"

Youyue just remembered that she forgot to pray before going to bed these few nights because she was too sleepy, she shook her head in denial.

Their vacation is finally about to begin, throwing away test papers and report cards, embracing soda, air conditioning and the beach.

The sun shines among the flowers and trees, as if you can smell the sweet smell of the softening pulp of golden pears.

The teenagers walked out of the school together, talking and laughing, while Xia Youjie was waiting for her under the tallest banyan tree with his arms around his shoulders, smiling gently.

The light in early summer was bright, and the brightest bunch was still spreading lightly on the bridge of his nose through the scattered leaves.

Like a god...

The author has something to say: I'm late...I changed the cover that my roommate drew for me——