[Comprehensive] A Tsuna was in Yokohama

The waste wood gang has changed from before.

"How can I give up what a waste of wood can do!" Student A clenched his fists and said extremely unwillingly.

"That's right! Why can't I finish my homework that can be finished by a waste of wood!" Student B, who didn't want to do homework, cried bitterly while holding his summer homework.

"How could I fail a quiz that even a scumbag can pass?!" Student C, who looked at his name at the end of the bulletin board, felt that the world had changed, and it had become extremely miserable.

After the second semester of school, the Bingsheng school song was played on time every day, marking the end of the holiday. With happy smiles on the faces of the students, they started a new quarter of youth with great energy.

The qualitative transformation of the well-known useless classmate Tsunayoshi Sawada in the school has become one of the top ten incredible legends on campus in Bingsheng Middle School many years later.

What happened to Waste Chai Gang's holiday?What stimulated you?The small test reached the middle of the age group, incredible!Obviously he is a guy with an average score of 17.5, sports are going against the sky!People who obviously have to sit on mats even on the triple vault.

Everyone has heard the story of the tortoise and the hare. Tsunayoshi Sawada is the tortoise who can never keep up with the pace of ordinary people. If you want to surpass the rabbit, the premise is that the rabbit is sleeping. But now the tortoise has become a teenage mutant ninja turtle. It's too cheating to mutate directly.

"Yo, Gang, good morning." Takeshi Yamamoto greeted the front desk with his usual hearty smile.

"Good morning, Yamamoto-kun." Tsuna nodded towards Yamamoto, and took out his textbooks to prepare for morning reading. It was a beautiful morning. Being a student in an ordinary middle school is an extremely ordinary and happy thing.

It's not time for class yet, and only half of the people in the classroom have arrived. The classmates who were chatting with their parents, goingssip about news, and gossiping in small groups, became quiet the moment Tsunayoshi Sawada took out his textbooks. Started to get tense.

Teenagers and girls in adolescence are just the age when they are strong and love to compare themselves, especially in terms of academics. It is a shameless thing to be overtaken by a well-known poor student in the whole school without realizing it.

Sawada Tsunayoshi has started to work hard!What reason do they have to waste their time.

Everyone is so hardworking, Gangji couldn't help feeling that he could feel the atmosphere of the end of the term even after the start of school.

"Gang." The orange-haired young man leaned against the door, pointing to Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was studying diligently in his seat, and beckoned him to come out.

"Teacher Nakahara is looking for trash alone again today... Tsunayoshi Sawada is out." Classmate A changed his words, and if he continued to call Tsunayoshi Sawada as trash, more than half of the people in the school would be worse than trash.

"Nakahara-sensei seems to be a relative of that guy Sawada. My mother said that she saw Nakahara-sensei often go in and out of Sawada's house during summer vacation."

"Eh? But it's not like at all. If you want to talk about relatives, Dazai-sensei is more similar. You see, they both have brown hair. I saw Dazai-sensei fall on the flat ground a few days ago. Apart from the height, It’s almost a copy of Sawada Tsunayoshi.”

"Turn your head over, Mr. Dazai has such a good brain. He is good at mathematics, Mandarin, and teachers. He is so mature and handsome. There is always a touch of melancholy and sadness in those gentle eyes. A mature and charming adult! Can this be compared to that runny-nosed brat of Sawada!" Kurokawa Hana slapped the table and said angrily, Teacher Dazai is totally her favorite!Fulfilling all her teenage fantasies.

"Speaking of which, my old mother also said that during the summer vacation, I often saw Dazai-sensei going in and out of the Sawada family. Sure enough, Dazai-sensei is also a relative of the Sawada family."

"In this way, there is a reason why Sawada Tsuna's performance suddenly soared."

"Eh? Are you saying that Dazai-sensei and Chuya-sensei gave Sawada Tsunayoshi a little treat?"

"Ms. Dazai is a liberal arts teacher, and Mr. Chuya is a physical education teacher. This seems to make sense."

"Sawada Tsuna Guitar, what a blessing, everyone in the family is so good."

"But that guy Sawada should have a better relationship with Chuya-sensei."

"why?"

"His sports progress can beat his liberal arts by two blocks."

"Don't talk nonsense! Those two people are just eating and drinking!" Prisoner Hayato had veins on his forehead, he thumped the door heavily, walked into the classroom, and heard someone chattering indiscriminately early in the morning, " Judaime's excellence comes from his own efforts!"

"Hey, Yuji-kun, good morning." Yamamoto smiled and greeted Hayato Guji at the door.

"Cut." With his schoolbag alone on his back, Hayato Goneji glanced around the class with his already fierce eyes, and the class immediately became booed.

Hayato Gokudera, a transfer student who came after the start of school, besides Tsunayoshi Sawada, is another topic of gossip on campus.

Pulling, bad, bad temper, but unexpectedly good brains, and has a weird one-sided name for Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"When my old lady is on vacation, I often see Hayato Gokuji coming out of Tsunayoshi Sawada's house." The classmate who has an old lady who is good at observing life at home whispered to the students around her.

"But when the holiday is coming to an end, I don't see many times." The classmate added again in a low voice.

"Hahaha, what, Yuji-kun, you and Tsuna had a quarrel." Although the classmate who spoke thought he was very quiet, it was heard clearly in Takeshi Yamamoto's ears.

"Shut up! You baseball idiot! What do you know!" Guiji Hayato yelled manically with his legs on the desk.

"What Tsuna said was just called out by Mr. Nakahara." Not minding the poor attitude of Hayato Gokuji, Yamamoto kindly reminded him.

"I want you to take care of it!"

"The candidate for Pengo Lie's successor?"

On the roof, Zhong Ye leaned on the railing and replied lightly.

"Although I don't know what Pengo Lie is thinking, they seem to want to select the next boss' confidant candidate from Bingsheng."

Tsunayoshi looked at the sky, thought for a while and said, "So, is this why Chuya-kun came and became a physical education teacher?"

"Almost, I got news from Sister Hongye that the successor of Pengo Lie is studying in Bingsheng, so Pengo Lie probably wants to select talents from the area that this successor is familiar with."

"Eh? Does Auntie Hongye know who it is?" Gang Ji's eyes widened. No wonder Auntie Hongye saw him before and pulled him into a corner alone and whispered to him softly, now that he understands the situation, he will also meet with Zhong Jun kept it a secret, and told him to come on, to be optimistic about him and so on.

If you know it, you know it, and there is no need to keep it secret. Gangji opened his mouth and hesitated to speak. He always feels that he is telling Mr. Zhongye that he has Pengelie's blood in him, and that Pengelie will be the next successor to him. If the reader is very optimistic about it, it’s not right, it’s better not to say it, so that his future will not be the tenth generation of Pengo Lie.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the flying birds in the sky circling recklessly, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the image of Nakahara Chuya arranging his hat was reflected in his eyes, Tsunayoshi asked softly.

"Nakaya-kun, ten years from now, we will be partners too."

"Ah? That's for sure." Zhong Ye responded, but after ten years, it's really long enough to think.

"What's for sure? After ten years, I won't even see a shadow." Prisoner Hayato held the doorknob with one hand, frowned and murmured.

"really."

"Huh?" Hayato Gujiji turned his head, glanced at Tsunayoshi and Nakaya, and closed the door, "What, you followed me up, you baseball idiot."

"Hey, I said, do you also have those strange pictures that suddenly come into your mind like a movie?" Yamamoto suddenly suppressed his smile and said solemnly.

"What's a strange picture!" Gokuji Hayato stepped forward, grabbed Takeshi Yamamoto's collar, and said angrily, "That's a precious memory of us and Judaime working together to beat that idiot Bai Lan!"

"Well, calm down." Takeshi Yamamoto, who was still serious just now, became happy after hearing Hayato's disguised affirmation, and he pulled Hayato away from him, keeping a distance, "Could it be that you and Ganga Was the quarrel just because of that extra memory that suddenly appeared?"

Hayato Gokuji clenched his fists and glared at Takeshi Yamamoto, "I didn't quarrel with Judaime!"

It's just that Judaime patted him on the shoulder gently and corrected his address.

However, Judaimu is Judaimu!That magnificent figure!That……

"Hey, you are gathering together." Light footsteps sounded from the stairway leading to the roof, a young man in a uniform with a red "chairman"-shaped strip on his arm.

"Kyoya Hibari."

Hayato Gokuji looked on guard. This man was deeply trusted by Judaigoi. In the future Judaigoi's suspended animation plan, he was the only guardian who knew all the plans.

"Forget it, since the two of you are here," Hibari Kyouya stopped, the corners of his mouth raised, looking in a good mood, "Sawada Tsunayoshi is right on the roof."

"What are you doing!" Sure enough, he also has memories of this person!

"Go away." Kyouya Hibari walked straight past Hayato and Takeshi Yamamoto and opened the door. For a while, the cool wind from the roof poured into the crossing, and Kyouya Hibari's sleeves swayed in the air.

At the fence of the roof, two figures, one brown and one orange, heard the noise, and looked towards the open gate in unison.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi, fight me." There was a hint of joy and fighting spirit in the black-haired boy's tone.

Before waiting for the other party to answer, the black-haired boy rushed out like a black lightning bolt.