[Comprehensive] Disaster caused by SMS confession

"...why don't you speak?"

Kitagawara adhered to the principle that silence is golden, and after Nioh Masaharu said that in a rascally manner, he used his own practice to show what it means to have eyes that look like copper bells.

But just don't speak.

It wasn't until Masaharu Nioh couldn't help asking this that he said softly, "I'm waiting for the time when your other hand is also tired."

Are you waiting for me here? !

Nioh Masaharu was a little angry at first, but after a while he wanted to laugh again, and he put it into action unceremoniously, "Are you stupid, my hand is tired, can't I change my other hand? Let's find out about Green Cycle. "

"You've got it," Bei Chuanyuan said with a stomachache on his face, "Do you know what the effect will be if your behavior is played at ten times the speed? That thing is not called a wall dong, but a power waterwheel!"

Still switching hands, Bei Chuanyuan thought about it again, and felt that it was just such a detrimental thing, even if it was treated as a freestyle, there was no sense of disobedience.

"Can you have some professionalism?" Kitagawara imitated Nioh Masaharu's director of the drama club who hated iron and steel, and also had seven or eight points of desire, "Thanks to you, you have acted in so many love dramas, dare you be more professional?" a little?"

Nioh Masaharu actually started to think about it, and the result of his thinking was that he moved a little closer to Beichuanyuan, tried his best to compress Beichuan's already narrow breathing space, and spoke with his usual teasing tone, "If I'm more professional , at this time, I should give you a very domineering kiss."

However, the focus of Bei Chuanyuan's observation was wrong, "President Ba is rich and powerful, what else do you have besides good looks?"

The ending of quick talk is often not very good, Masaharu Nioh decisively left his own response on Kitagawara's forehead.

It's not a kiss, it's a bag.

Being flicked so hard on the forehead, Kitagawara quickly rubbed his forehead in pain, looking at Masaharu Nioh with accusations in his eyes.

The assailant, however, had a straight and confident face, without the slightest sense of guilt, and even beat him back, Nioh Masaharu sighed, "You are such a trouble."

Bei Chuanyuan was almost pissed off by him, "I'm so troublesome, so why are you chasing me... Wait... By the way, have you ever chased me?"

He looked at Nioh Masaharu suspiciously, and browsed through several memory clips in his mind, but he couldn't find any instance of the other party chasing him.

The other party seemed to have confessed to him, and what did he do afterwards?It seems that he has been the only unilateral request to restore the friendship boat between the two. Has Nioh Masaharu ever done anything that seems to be courting him?

I made the phone call; I sent the flowers.

The more Bei Chuanyuan thought about it, the more something was wrong, the more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to hit someone.Damn, I'm also being pursued by someone, why is it so tragic on my occasion?

At this moment, Kitagawara felt the world's malice towards him.

***

When Sakata Gintoki and Yagyu Hiroshi came back to meet them, the four of them were very strangely divided into two groups and walked.

"It only took me half an hour to get the badge," Liu Sheng said with a trace of distaste in his tone, "It was agreed to cut the mess quickly, isn't half an hour enough for you?"

"Who told you?" Nioh Masaharu was also very depressed, "and this kind of thing can't be done so easily. But it can be considered a little progress, at least now he doesn't think about the boat of friendship all day long, but rather You want to be completely friends with me."

Liu Sheng froze for a moment, then thought for a while and said, "I take back what I said earlier, you are really efficient, and I always thought it was impossible for Bei Chuanyuan to take the initiative to raise this matter."

"But to be honest, I don't like you two at all."

Nioh Masaharu smiled, "You are so straightforward."

"It's better to be straightforward. Humans are creatures that pursue comfort," Liu Sheng said. "You are willing to stay with him at the very beginning... It's better to say that all those people who are willing to stay with him, in the final analysis, are not because of staying with him. Does being around make you feel relaxed?"

"And you now," Liu Sheng paused, "you're just asking for trouble."

***

Masaharu Nioh has only seen Kitagawara who can drive a small eDonkey like a motorcycle racing.

Maybe it was too much time wasted in other places. When the school announcement rang and announced that there were still 10 minutes left, everyone was more or less taken aback.

In fact, even 10 minutes is enough for them to rush over, but at this time, another big problem appeared in Beichuanyuan.

"Do you think your badge is different from ours?"

"...Actually, they look pretty similar."

"Teacher, I think it's better not to think about your final exam," Sakata Gintoki said honestly, "If I give you an excellent grade, I'm afraid I will have a bad conscience."

Nioh Masaharu also persuaded, "I also think you should stop thinking about it. You have to find another badge in 10 minutes and rush to the playground. After all, you are human, and you can't run so fast no matter how you run."

However, Kitagawara refused to admit defeat and insisted on finding a solution.

In the end, he did find it.

"Don't you think you are too harsh on the little eDonkey?" At this speed, the overspeed is almost to the sky.

"It's a very important time. Compared to this, why do you want to come with me? Wouldn't it be better to go directly to the playground with Yagyu-kun?"

"Seeing that you are not at ease alone," Masaharu Nioh spoke with some difficulty against the wind, "but now it seems that my worry is right. Now I am really afraid that your little eDonkey will go to the sky when it is driving."

"Just kidding," Kitagawara said confidently, "it's just a small eDonkey, can't I control it?"

……

……

There is such a thing as a word becomes a prophecy.

There is something called a flag.

"Come on, jump off the car! Why are you still on it, jump on it! I can't stop now!"

The small electric donkey used by Mr. Sakata, who lives like a person in a poor area all day long, also reveals a taste of poverty. It is fine for normal use, but at critical moments, its only use is to drop the chain.

"The last few people are still short of recovering the badge," the host said passionately on stage, "Can they make it in this short period of time? Let's wait and see—"

The originally impassioned lines were cut off abruptly by the little eDonkey that suddenly rushed into the playground, and the host stared dumbfounded at the speed and passion in front of the public.

Oh, and explosions.

I don't know what kind of material the podium is made of, it's so old, it's too dilapidated to withstand being bumped by others, let alone being rushed over by a crazy little eDonkey.

The podium wasn't in great shape, and neither were the people on board.

Nioh Masaharu stood up with difficulty, waved the dust away with his hand, and coughed twice.

With one hand, he pulled Bei Chuanyuan who had fallen to the ground vigorously, watching the other party coughing incessantly in the dusty air, with his eyes half closed, trying to avoid the most dazzling sunlight at 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Bei Chuanyuan coughed non-stop, and was extremely embarrassed.

But while he was in a panic, he didn't forget to slap the dust off his shoulders cursingly, "I told you to jump off the car earlier and you don't jump, it's all right now, I can only be ashamed and humiliated with me."

In the years since we first met him, Nioh Masaharu has often seen him in such a state of embarrassment, and it is not the first time he has been ashamed with him.

"Man is a creature that pursues comfort." He thought of Yagyu Hiroshi's words, and thought of his silence for a few seconds because he couldn't refute.

Why did you like being around him when you first started?

His eyes closed briefly, and then his brows relaxed, as if he had finally figured something out.

Nioh Masaharu smiled at the end, which was actually a little out of place, and it didn't contain any profound meaning, as if all the dark clouds that had accumulated were swept away.

"Isn't the number of embarrassing times we have together less?" His voice was clear and slightly smiling, "My...peerless friend."

***

For Kitagawara, everything in front of him is a bit like the past repeating itself, going back in time.

He thought of the morning when he first met Nioh Masaharu, and what happened after that morning.

All similar yet different.

Fate arranged such a similar track, but sailed to a different location.

Kitagawara once again thought of Nioh Masaharu's previous words.

"My...peerless friend."

***

Nioh Masaharu propped his chin and leaned his elbows against the table. He turned his head slightly and looked at Kitagawara, with a bit of sigh in his voice, "This scene is really nostalgic, what do you think?"

Looking at it from his own angle, he could see that Bei Chuanyuan's shoulders were trembling, and the hand holding the pen almost broke it several times.

Kitagawara couldn't hold back in the end.

He yelled at the dean who was drinking tea calmly in front of him, "Why do I have to write the self-criticism of two people alone?! Two 5000 words add up to 1! Damage to public property is not my fault alone , he also participated!"

"You're right," the dean nodded in agreement, then suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Have you ever taken politics?"

"……what?"

"I asked, have you ever taken politics?"

"No……"

"Then go online and search for the meaning of the word 'joint and several liability'." The dean's voice was calm and calm, and he waved his hand innocently, "I don't have the right to dispose of students from other schools."

"Aren't you peerless friends?" The dean looked at Bei Chuanyuan meaningfully, "In this case, it shouldn't be a problem to share the self-criticism with your friends."

"It just makes me appreciate your deep brotherhood," the dean's voice was so amiable from beginning to end, "I haven't seen it for a long time, and I'm also a little curious."

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Earthy mental retardation, online dementia, or the familiar taste of review books