[Comprehensive] My youth love life with Sakamoto boss

Hello everyone, I am the author.

Sorry, I have to break the promise of updating once every two days.

Careful readers should have noticed that the updates these days are not sweet at all, and the plot is particularly hip.

Things are like this

Sunny September 2

I went back to school and took the high-speed rail, because the direct high-speed rail was only in the afternoon, and I wanted to go to school in the morning to dry the quilt, so I bought a transfer ticket.

When the first high-speed train arrived, it was 20 minutes late. When I was about to transfer in the station, the service staff at the high-speed rail station stopped me and said.The transit time has passed, transit is not allowed.

The staff said the only way is to get out of the station and then in.

The station is very big, I took the suitcase out of the station first, scanned three or four yards, cleared the crowd, and made a long journey to get out of the station.

Then scan the code to enter the station, take the escalator to the third floor.

At that time, I was very envious of people who had a romantic interest who could carry their luggage. I didn’t understand why school was also starting, why some people were glamorous and only carried a small bag, and they didn’t even have a suitcase?

After entering the waiting hall.

I stand in front of the entrances of 1A and 1B, and my entrances are at 28A and 28B. The waiting hall is so big that it looks like it has no end.

I was wondering if the staff would carry me over if I lay there on the spot...

Finally I ran over,

Wearing long johns and fleece jeans, do you know the feeling when the pants are soaked in sweat and stick to your legs?

Like a cotton trousers!Especially stumbling!

When I ran, I felt like a mud dog that fell into the water, with all the fur on my body.

And the running posture is like a rabbit that has been hit by a shotgun, pulling the suitcase and jumping.

When a few people who took the late high-speed train with me ran over, their cars stopped checking tickets, and I can still work hard.

Finally, I stepped on the check-in ticket and entered the station and got on the train. After I sat in my seat, I realized that I hadn't confirmed the train number before getting on the train.

So I asked an uncle in the seat next to me, "What car number is this?"

The uncle was very kind and said, "Car No. [-]."

I said, "Excuse me, what I asked was the train number. What is the G?"

The uncle said, "It seems to be G12..."

When he said G12, I started to run out, and then a kind-hearted elder sister next to me said, "This is G6xx", and I realized that I was in the right car.

After thanking him, he sat down with peace of mind.

In February in the north, the sweat from my running can drip down my chin.

Sunny September 2

On the first day of school, the first class is in the afternoon.

My roommate and I had lunch and lay peacefully on the bed. I asked my roommate, "What time does class start?"

My roommate said loudly, "Class starts at [-]:[-]!" Her confident voice sounded very reliable.

So we slept peacefully.

At 01:30, there were people walking outside the door.

I thought: People nowadays are really lacking in quality. They make noise at the door of other people's dormitories, don't they take a nap?

Gradually, the voices of walking and talking outside became louder.

We are still lying on the bed unrelentingly.

Finally I couldn't sleep anymore, and when it was close to two o'clock, I said, "Let's go to class."

Everyone went out together, 20 minutes early, we think we really love learning!

My roommate and I were riding around the campus, and I said to my roommate, "Look, there is no one on campus today."

At this time, I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but I still chose to trust my roommate.

My roommate was so proud, saying, "Because we came too early."

When I got to the teaching building, I received a message from my classmate, saying that the class had been in for 5 minutes, asking why we hadn't come yet.

In fact, the class starts at two o'clock in the afternoon...

My roommate and I ran up the stairs like two dogs fighting for food.

In full view.We entered through the back door, walked from the last row to the first row with vacant seats, and sat down under the teacher's nose.

March 3.clear

During the break in the information technology class, I conceived the plot of my novel while talking to my classmates, then turned around and turned into the men's room.

I am especially grateful for the development and progress of public health in our country. They actually thought of adding a partition to the urinal, which is a great invention of mankind.

The partition blocked it, and I only saw a big brother in a blue suit, and nothing else.

I ran to the women's bathroom as soon as I could, and my cell phone flew away, and my roommate laughed like thunder from behind.

In the women's room, I hugged her and began to wail, tears came out, and I felt dirty.

My roommate laughed.

I don't know why, the students in our class seem to love going to the toilet, and the whole toilet seems to be full of girls from our class.

Greetings one after another in the cubicle, "What's the matter?"

Then my roommate called out my name loudly. "XXX is in the men's restroom!"

If eyes could kill, my roommate would be a grave by now!

I was still in the toilet, and the whole class knew about the men's toilet.

Wipe your tears and go back to class.

The teacher mentioned the virtual idol in Japan, but she couldn't remember it, and asked everyone if they knew who the virtual idol was.

The whole class is silent...

I was the only one who yelled "Hatsune Miku!"

Then the whole class laughed.

My roommate said, "It's old Two-dimensional."

Originally, answering questions in class is something that reflects my aggressiveness and love of learning.

But I don't know why, listening to everyone's laughter, I feel a little ashamed! ! ! !

That's why I can't update it.

These tragic experiences make it impossible for me to write sweet love essays.