365 days of playing the knife

"Have you heard, it is said that there is a super handsome new teacher!"

"Is it that handsome guy with white hair!! I saw it from a distance when I entered the school gate today!!"

"Really?! What does it look like!!"

"Uh...I didn't see it clearly...Although I only saw a back, I'm sure! He's definitely a handsome guy!"

"Why? Do you have a straight face?"

"My handsome radar exploded at that time!"

"What is that? You're talking about something we don't understand again, Keiko."

"Believe me, that teacher is definitely a handsome guy who conforms to the public's aesthetics!"

"I have a feeling that the teacher may be very unexpected."

I also have this feeling... Sawada Tsunayoshi agreed so much and thought in his heart that he didn't deliberately eavesdrop on other people's speeches, but in the small space of the classroom, if he didn't deliberately lower his voice, he only needed to keep a little distance If you get closer, you can hear it very clearly. The classmate who said the above words happened to be sitting on his left, and the voice...was quite loud.

Today, it was rare for him not to rush to ring the bell or to be late altogether. The chances of arriving in the classroom on time are really pitifully small for him.Not to mention the fact that he often can't get up in the morning, even if he wakes up early for some reason, he will encounter various unlucky things that cause him to be late, such as being chased by a dog or something.So Sawada Tsunayoshi simply gave up on himself a little bit, after all, he is a good-for-nothing.

Bingsheng Middle School is not big, and any new news can always spread throughout the school in the shortest time. For example, the big news today is the new teacher. Negative news will always be dealt with by the discipline committee at the first time.

Sawada Tsunayoshi has an inexplicable feeling that this teacher must be a big trouble.

The bell rang, and the classroom was very quiet. In less than a second, all the students returned to their seats and took out their textbooks without making a sound.Every time I see this scene, Sawada Tsunayoshi feels very admired, because he is not very good at motor nerves, and he will never be able to do this.

In this school, no student dares to be late, let alone a teacher.Because they have a horrible chairman who loves "discipline". Once you break the discipline, no matter if you are a teacher, principal or student, you will be killed.

But the bell rang for 5 minutes, and the door of the classroom was still not opened. The teacher was late?The students under the podium began to talk softly. Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the class schedule on the blackboard. Today's first class is Chinese. How could that rigid and scary Chinese teacher be late?He couldn't help thinking that.

The door was opened with a "bang" when the students started whispering, but still no one came in. Under the puzzled eyes of the students, a salute came in from the door and was fired, accompanied by various colored paper ribbons, a man wearing A man in a black suit suddenly appeared, "Boom—I'm your new history teacher, are you startled by such a sudden appearance?"

The man who claimed to be a history teacher closed the door, and the wind that came out made the messy flying ribbons even more messy. This teacher has snow-white hair that can almost reflect light, and the slightly longer part behind it is tied with a thin hair. Pigtails, there is still a blue plastic sequin stuck on the top of his head, which was also brought out in the salute.

Looking at the unresponsive students below, the teacher waved his hands with a slightly (really only a little bit, almost perfunctory) apologetic expression, "Hahahaha...are you scared? Oh, sorry. ,Feel sorry."

"Let me re-introduce myself, I am your new history teacher - Tsurumaru Kuninaga, yes, it is Tsurumaru Kuninaga with the same name as the famous sword currently in the Sannomaru Shozokan of the Imperial Household Agency, er, I think my father must have loved this knife very much, hahaha."

Following Mr. Tsurumaru's hearty laughter that didn't match his appearance, the students seemed to confirm that the teacher might be easy to talk to. The more active ones even raised their hands.

"Is there any question?" Tsurumaru asked a male classmate who was sitting on the back seat and raised his hand.

"Teacher, where is our original history teacher?"

"Ah, do you mean Mr. Kimura? It's a happy event, because the wife of the family is pregnant, so I took a vacation to take care of my wife. They really love each other."

"Teacher, you look so young, why did you choose to teach?" A girl with a ponytail in the front row seemed to muster up the courage to speak, and she blushed after speaking.

"Well, why? Probably because of lack of money?"

"Ehh—?" the students said in unison.

"Hahaha, kidding, kidding, are you scared again?"

"Teacher, you seem to like joking very much. The salute just now was the same. Be careful that you will be bitten and killed by the chairman for violating discipline!" Although it was a kind reminder, the girl who said this sentence couldn't help whispering when she talked about the chairman. Quite a lot.

"I know, I know." Seemingly thinking of something, Tsurumaru touched the braids tied up on the back of his head, and complained, "I was almost bitten to death by the chairman because of my hairstyle, and it took me a long time to say the least. It was only after convincing the other party that I didn't cut it off, my hairstyle is my character setting, it was a big shock that it was almost cut off or something."

"Is the teacher's hair color natural? Is it because of poor health?"

Indeed, although it is not pale, Tsurumaru's complexion is almost abnormally white. Compared with the white shirt in the suit, it is impossible to tell whether the clothes are whiter or the skin is whiter, and Tsurumaru's figure is also very white. Thin and thin, even though he used his temperament to prop up the suit, he could still see that he didn't have much flesh, which made people think of albinism and other diseases.

"It's dyed, it's dyed." Before he finished speaking, Tsurumaru's eyes began to drift, and he suddenly put his index finger in front of his mouth and hissed, "But what I told you Chairman is born, otherwise The chairman of the committee will definitely let me dye it back, everyone, please help me keep it secret?"

Secrets are always easy to narrow the distance between people. This secret, which is considered weak to the teacher, is placed in front of everyone, and it will always bring students an inexplicable closeness, as if being treated as a companion. Very familiar feeling.Sure enough, the students expressed their understanding with a look of understanding, and did a movement that only they knew - pretending to zip in front of their mouths in a teasing manner.

Tsurumaru seemed to be relieved, he breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "Your teacher, I am not sick at all. I am in good health. I am born with white hair. What can I do? I want it too. You have a figure like Xiaoguang—let’s not talk about that, I have almost exhausted this class, and now I don’t know your names, so..."

Just when everyone thought the teacher was going to ask them to introduce themselves, Tsurumaru was uneasy about the routine, he opened the roster and said, "Well... yes, this is it, who are Sawada and Sawada Tsunayoshi? One?"

When his name was called suddenly, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was greatly frightened, almost fell to the ground. He raised his hand tremblingly, and replied, "Yes...it's me..."

"En! That's the decision! You are my history class representative!" Tsurumaru closed the roster with a big smile.

The author has something to say: That's right, just like what the copywriting said, everything is for saving the world, and time travel not for saving the world is not a good time travel!

This Tsurumaru is just a god judge with a Tsurumaru shell, but since I am not going to name the protagonist (in fact, it is a waste of name, Shangchuan, please see that this name is enough for my dead brain cells), so I will directly Calling him by the name of Dao Jian, there is a reason why I want to play the character of the sword man, I will explain it later, I have already settled the front and rear settings, as for the plot, I never rely on the outline!After all, such things as outlines are used to overthrow!above!