[Net King] Lihai Dasaka Ben Daily

"噚(děng)晚(dēng)晚(dēng)晚(děng)~~"

The class bell of Lihai University Affiliated Middle School rang, and all the second-grade students in the middle school sat down obediently, waiting for the teacher to teach, but today's head teacher seemed to be a little unusual. She wore contact lenses and put on makeup, looking very happy .

"Hey, did you see that? The teacher put on makeup!"

"She rarely dresses like this."

Everyone was discussing, but a black-haired kelp boy sitting in the back secretly opened a bottle of milk and drank it happily.

"It's rare for an old woman to be distracted, so you must enjoy it."

Seeing that the teacher was not paying attention, he simply lifted the bottle to drink milk, but the movement was too big, his elbow touched the notebook, and the milk accidentally spilled out.

"My notebook!" He put down the half-drinked milk, took out the paper and wiped the notebook vigorously, the poor notebook was crumpled by him, and finally revealed the side with the name written on it.

Kirihara red also.

"Oops, I can't wipe it off, I'm going to be scolded by the vice minister again this time..." Kirihara Akaya's face was livid, as if anticipating his own future.

In the history quiz last week, he didn't listen to the class properly because he was sleeping, and he got a rather exaggerated score. Minister Sanada immediately took away his game console and all the game coins, and forced tutoring after school.

"Damn it, it happened to be discovered by the deputy minister, and now I can't leave even if I want to!"

Kirihara Chi also scratched his hair vigorously. At this time, the teacher led a student into the classroom.

"Mr. Sakamoto is a new student who transferred to Lihai University and Middle School today. He got a very good score in the entrance examination. If you have any questions, you can ask Mr. Sakamoto." The teacher smiled from ear to ear, looking Treasure looks like.

"The teacher never praises others, right? How many points did he get?"

"I do not know."

"Everyone be quiet, please ask Sakamoto to introduce yourself." The teacher patted the desk and moved out of his seat consciously.

"I met you for the first time in Shimosakamoto. I heard that Lihai University has a strict school style. It's an honor to meet you."

He has a meticulous side-parted head, wears a pair of black-framed glasses, and has a mole under the corner of his left eye. He has regular facial features and a serious expression. Compared with other junior high school students, he is much calmer. Some girls began to stare at him stand up.

"My humble wish is to maintain world peace, and I hope that I can avoid radical behavior in the days when we get along with each other in the future. I will do my best."

Sakamoto's black eyes swept across everyone in the class one by one, his handsome appearance attracted many women - especially the girls who looked at him.

"It seems to be seen through at a glance..."

"Is this the feeling of heartbeat? Sakamoto-kun's eyes are so charming!"

"Sakamoto-san, your full name is..." the teacher asked with a smile.

"My full name is Sakamoto..."

"Zizi--"

At this time, someone moved the stool and made a sharp stabbing sound. When the others reacted, Sakamoto had already shut his mouth.

So, what is his name?

"Okay, then everyone will call him Sakamoto-san from now on." The teacher pointed his finger in the direction of Chiya Kirihara, "You sit in the row behind Chiya Kirihara."

"What, behind me?" Kirihara Chi also stared wide-eyed, he has only been exchanged not long ago, and he hasn't experienced enough yet.

Sakamoto walked to the empty space behind Akaya Kirihara to pack up his things. It was morning self-study, and the teacher turned a blind eye to him.

"Kirhara-san, please give me your advice." Sakamoto took out a handkerchief from his pocket and began to wipe the table at high speed.

"Wow, this speed..."

"He looks like a professional baseball player!"

"Hey, you are exaggerating too much, he is just cleaning the table..." Kirihara turned his head, but his eyes were almost blinded, the table was as bright as an LCD screen.

Kirihara shouted more exaggeratedly than anyone else: "This is impossible, how did you do it!"

"I used to work in a fast food restaurant, and the length of service was 57 days and four hours." Sakamoto picked up the handkerchief, adjusted his glasses and looked at other people, "Is there anyone who needs help?"

"me!"

Sakamoto: "Do you need to leave your name in cursive handwritten English on the table?"

Classmate A: "For example, if you can do it..."

Sakamoto: "Understood."

The students gradually gathered around, and finally even the teacher was attracted, and Kirihara Chi was squeezed out by a group of female students, standing aside pitifully.

"That's amazing, Sakamoto-san!"

"It's so handsome!"

"Wait a minute, there's no water on the handkerchief!"

"No need to worry." Sakamoto slowly took out ten packs of special wet wipes from his pocket, "I can fight another three hundred rounds."

"Wow!!!!"

Next, Sakamoto cleaned the podium again. Those annoying chalk stubs seemed to have life in his hands. They stayed in the corner obediently and never fell to the ground. He also collected the chalk dust and scattered it outside the window. .

"Silver snow falling, drizzling rain, have you ever seen this picture in summer?"

"Hmm...I'm so moved that I'm about to cry!"

There seemed to be light on Sakamoto's body, emitting a radiance comparable to that of the statue of the Virgin. Facing this scene, Kirihara Akashi also covered his head, and the male students in the class wailed together.

"Damn, this is too much!!!"

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The author has something to say: The journey of sand sculpture is about to start, please invite the sand sculpture author who is full of sand sculpture ideas to present you a different Sakamoto~