Two or three things about Sakura no Mori Gakuen

Before the first learning ability test, Zhou Fangzun finally returned to the class after several efforts by Mr. Kushina.The reason why he left has long been spread throughout the grades, so that when he came to the door of the class that morning, he attracted many surprised eyes.

Many people's recognition of Zhou Fangzun's name has been promoted from "seems to be a person who is not very law-abiding" to "it turned out to be the leader of gangsters".A sense of fear welled up, and the person who always liked to make fun of him became quiet now.Group D of the third year of high school quickly became famous with him as an opportunity, and even people from other classes came to pay their respects.

This made Miri very dissatisfied.After all, it is one in front of the other, and Miri can often hear the onlookers discussing themselves after mainstream topics.What about "wouldn't the girl in front be afraid, she is such a dangerous person", or "If it were me, I would not be able to go to school normally, and the PTA people don't care about it".The messy voices harassed her so much that she couldn't concentrate on reading, and finally couldn't help but burst out. She rushed to the door of the classroom in a few steps and pulled the sliding door shut.The girls who were chatting nearby were startled by her actions and stared at her in horror.

Pretending to be calm, he returned to his seat, his cheeks feeling slightly hot.Maybe I was just too excited.Ten beams leaned closer to Misato's ear, with a hint of ridicule in his words, "Student Misato is not happy."

"How can you be happy. Those people are so noisy." Misato seemed to be filled with righteous indignation.

"Huh? Isn't it because the girls here are all here?"

"What does it have to do with that!" Misato hastily retorted, and when she turned her head, she glanced at Zhou Fangzun behind him who had nothing to do with him.

Shi Shu returned to his seat, still smiling, "King seems to be enjoying it."

Zhou Fangzun scratched the back of his ear, looking at Shi Shu's expression, he was completely confused about the situation.Misato has long been used to it, and the bad boy sitting behind her is not someone who says a few love words that make people stop jumping from time to time, nor is it a male high school student who is willing to spend some time explaining.She turned around, spread out the newly issued exercises from the cram school and began to read.

The results of the academic ability test came out very quickly, and Misato had already collected all the test papers before school ended.Because it is the first official exam in the third year of senior high school, all students who aim to enter higher education are very concerned about the score this time.There were even those who cried on the table for the whole class because of the failure. The teacher finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked the girl in the front seat to take her to the health room.

Other subjects are not too big a problem, and the most worrying thing is mathematics.It's just that when the math teacher said her name, she suddenly paused, and Misato's heart almost stopped beating because of this.After a while, the teacher said very solemnly, "This time Awashima has made great progress, and I hope to continue."

Misato didn't dare to laugh, she carefully figured out the specific meaning of "great progress".It wasn't until the score written in red pen jumped into his eyes that he gasped excitedly.

If I remember correctly, it should be the second in the class.Compared with the scores that were always hanging around tenth in the past, it is indeed not a small improvement.

Back at her seat, Shishu asked her in a low voice how many points she had scored.Miri showed him the test paper, and Shibe let out a long "ah", and then said, "This time I surpassed King."

Misato's smile froze, and she squeezed the index finger holding the corner of the paper tightly.What should she do.Going back to showing off half-jokingly like before, he still smiled sweetly at him like the gentle and innocent heroine in idol dramas.There was a contradiction, and in the end, I didn't even know that I was actually doing a very stupid action.

The person behind reached out and patted her on the head, "The teacher is watching you."

Only now did I come back to my senses completely.Misato sat up straight after saying "oh", and the fierce ideological struggle just now was over.

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Recalling what happened that night was a bit like a dream.

It was supposed to be unforgettable, but the next day it became blurred.After that, all he could remember was the words he said.From other details to the outline, there is only a little impression.

The most unbearable thing is actually Zhou Fangzun's attitude.The way he treated Misato on his return to school hasn't changed much.Dozing off on the desk is still the norm, and occasionally saying a word or two is just for some meaningless things.

Relationships become delicate.Finally a dilemma.

Misato didn't tell other people what happened that night, and Zhou Fangzun wouldn't go around talking about it.It's a pity that all the barbarian people seem to have invisible tentacles on their heads, and almost all of them can smell some clues.

Kusanagi sent an email after that day, reminding them not to do anything out of the ordinary.Even if you do, don't let Shili know.

"Otherwise, even the blood vessels will be hung outside to dry in the shade."

Misato shivered all over, and replied tremblingly, "Your thoughts are too dirty."

It was not until after the academic ability test that she was able to calm down completely, Misato lay down on the bed and looked up at the glass chandelier on the ceiling.She remembered the room she used to stay in when she was "tutoring" at HOMRA.There was Zhou Fangzun's bedroom. The simple desk was placed against the wall, and it was so empty that there was not even a piece of paper on it.The single iron frame bed is put together in front of the window sill.Blue sheets and white bedspreads were used.A pair of black flip flops lay under the bed.There were one or two magazines scattered on the floor.

She remembered it clearly.

This is his world.Once the door is closed, the place imprisoned in oneself is empty.

Even with rare and powerful power, he can only turn himself into ashes in the end.

At the beginning, I didn't even think about the final outcome.Although it cannot be called final at present, it is not far away.

At first, I just felt that he was very similar to me.Carrying things that I don't want to carry, carrying expectations that are obviously overloaded but have to be carried.Email addresses and numbers were exchanged.Sent the first email.

Things always start with zero, and then they continue like diaries that keep growing.An understated summary at the beginning, extended thoughts in the middle, and a deliberate and correct summary on the last page.

"The day has finally come."

date.weather.Too much page illustration.Can't write back and forth.Usually, I can't finish complaining, but at this time, I can't even think of an appropriate word.

It's because I care too much.

I know why.

From the initial "Don't be self-righteous", it evolved all the way to the later "What do you think of me".Some have changed quietly from beginning to end, and some have remained the same.

I stubbornly wrote it three times, and even the tip of the pen got stuck with ink.

Hearing the phone vibrate vaguely, Misato grabbed the phone, and Kusanagi's name lit up on the screen.With a fluctuating mood, Misato responded without any strength.Originally thought that Kusanagi would talk nonsense again, but unexpectedly heard Zhou Fangzun's voice after a while.

"Ah...it's me..."

"I know it's you..." Misato swallowed, "Why do you use Kusanagi's cell phone. I thought he was looking for me for something."

The calm tone was too deliberate, but the whole sentence seemed a little weird.

"Mine was taken by the old woman to be monitored around the clock." Zhou Fangzun's voice was full of sleepiness, "After waking up, I suddenly feel that it is not good to say nothing."

"say what?"

"Second grade or something." Zhou Fangzun yawned, "Just now when the old woman came over, she said something. You must say something like congratulations."

"Ahaha..." Misato laughed twice, "Then what should I answer...'Thank you'?...or something else..."

"You don't need to say anything." He suddenly interrupted Misato, "I know what you're thinking."

"what……?"

"'It would be even better if I could get the first place'." There was a short silence, "Is that so."

That's not the case.

Miri smiled silently.

"You guessed it right." He changed his hand to hold the receiver, and deliberately said in a relaxed tone, "Do I have to give you some prizes?"

He thought that what he got would be a joke, but Zhou Fangzun didn't do it.

"You..." I couldn't think of what to say, "There is no need to care so much."

"What do you mean there is no need to care so much..." Only this sentence touched the point of negative emotions a little, "What if you fail the ranking, anyway, you don't care."

There was a sigh.

"Well, do you want to be a ronin for a year, and take the exam again?"

"You actually know Ronin?" He couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the improvement of the other party's vocabulary.

"There are people like that in Barbara."

"Did you join Barbara out of desperation because you failed to repeat the exam?" Misato laughed, spraying breath on the microphone, "I can think about it."

"What can you do here?" Zhou Fangzun seemed to really take Misato's proposal seriously.

"Doing odd jobs or something." Misato looked at the street lights downstairs, "There is always something to do."

"No." The tone became serious, "Bawuluo is not suitable for you."

"Then what if you really fail the exam." Misato was a little annoyed, "Maybe I'll be homeless."

"Is it that serious?"

"That's right. You know my sister's temper. Even Kusanagi said that she is a person who can hang up blood vessels to dry in the shade." Misato described it exaggeratedly.

"If there is such a day..."

"Ok?"

"There are still a few vacant rooms here in Kusanagi." Kusanagi's voice came from the background sound, as if urging Zhou Fangzun to return the phone to him quickly, "It's okay to lend you a period of time like before."

"Oh? Then I have to say thank you in advance."

"It's just you...it won't be a problem." The last words he said before returning the phone, "So don't worry."