People are teaching, and Yang Nai at the same table

"It seems that you are well prepared for the cultural festival, Yang Nao." She put down her coffee cup and commented.

"is it?"

Although it was a compliment, Yukinoshita Haruno never dared to accept such a thoughtless compliment, especially when it came from his own mother's mouth. He could only honestly express that he really didn't understand why he praised himself.

My mother is a very powerful person, just like those tricksters who can penetrate people's hearts, no matter how subtle lies or superb acting skills are, they will turn into useless tricks in front of her.

The result of trying to force it can only be seen through.

Yukinoshita Haruno understood this since she was a child.

So she never dared to make trouble in front of her mother, and she did what she should.

Whether it was when I was a child or now, it is the same.

"I mean this Darjeeling cold-brew coffee. It has a strong tea flavor. If you don't have enough of it, don't dare to make it this way. You should have a lot of it?"

Mother Xue smiled slightly, and at the same time turned her head to look to the side, her eyes cast towards the second floor of the shopping center through the huge French windows next to the table, sweeping like a soldier.

"Did you see that the people from the Kouenji Zaibatsu are here, as well as the Kanzaki Foundation..."

Yukinoshita Haruno continued to smile and remained silent, following her mother's pointing eyes to look over one by one.

She knows about the Kouenji Zaibatsu, after all, this divine beast is in her own class, and it is famous, so it's hard not to know, but who is the Kanzaki Zaibatsu?

Ah, speaking of which, there seems to be someone named Kanzaki in class B next door, it seems to be... Ryuji Kanzaki?

Keenly aware of the imperceptible confusion on her daughter's face, the faint look of disappointment in Xuemu's eyes flashed away.

She withdrew her gaze and changed the subject: "Yang Nai, do you know what the real purpose of your school's open culture festival is?"

"The real purpose—"

Not daring to talk nonsense, Yukinoshita Haruno picked up the coffee cup and tasted it, and after serious thinking, she came up with the answer she thought was the most correct.

"I think it may be to prove the value of this school to the society, and at the same time show the overall quality of the students cultivated by this school."

"Prove value and demonstrate quality..."

Xuemu took another sip of coffee without comment.

"Although I don't know what other people are thinking, at least as far as I am concerned, I am just here to test my daughter's learning achievements in the past year and a half, that's all."

As she spoke, she took out a piece of paper folded into four pieces from the sleeve of the kimono, spread it out and laid it flat on the table.

Yukinoshita Yoshino glanced at it. It was a detailed map of Gaoyu High School, with pictures and text clearly marking the location of each class's project.

But...the names of the students in each class were not marked, not even one.

"The school didn't tell you which class has which students. I just followed the place on the map where the second-year class A project was opened, and wanted to see if you were here."

"Then mom, you did find me." Yukinoshita Yoshino said with a smile.

"But I would rather Yang Nai you not appear here."

Mother Xue shook her head lightly, causing the girl's smile to freeze for a moment.

"I knew about the teaching philosophy of this school before Yangnai you entered school. To be honest, although I don't agree with the teaching philosophy here, I have to admit that this kind of teaching method can indeed help you in the shortest time. Inspire human potential."

"Do you still remember the Kanzaki Foundation I just mentioned? As far as I know, the first successor of their family, Ryuji Kanzaki, goes to school here, but when I mentioned the Kanzaki Foundation, you were a little confused, so I think the current class can Climbing to Class A is at least not entirely due to Yang Nai's ability."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Yukinoshita Haruno showed a rare wry smile.

"You really can't hide anything from you, Mom. To be honest, at least [-]% of the credit for the class's promotion to Class A can be attributed to him."

"He? A boy?"

Xuemu took another sip of coffee.

what?

Yukinoshita Yoshino was slightly taken aback, and it took about two or three seconds before he realized that his mother was asking if the other leader of his class was a boy.

That's... indeed.

It's just that since my mother asked this question, the calculation is naturally...

"Don't think about it, she already has a girlfriend." Yukinoshita Yoshino continued to smile wryly.

When it comes to this issue, I have to mention another great thing about her mother, that is, her ability to tame men is also unique.

Like her congressman father, he was just a bad boy who liked to play games in the game hall when he was in school.

But under the careful guidance of Xuemu, not only did he get rid of the problem of skipping classes and playing games, but he was admitted to a prestigious university, married into Yukinoshita's family, became a member of parliament, and became a useful person to society.

Among them, the help provided by Xueshita's family is of course indispensable, but more of it is Xue's father's own efforts and talents, just like Lu Mingfei who has survived the Nibelungen plan.

Even if she gave birth to a daughter, it doesn't matter, as long as a capable man is recruited under the door, the family's prosperity can still be continued... This is the family tradition of the Yukinoshita family.

"So what, just grab it. I don't think my daughter will be worse than other girls."

Seeing that her daughter understood her thoughts but still chose to refuse, Xuemu said firmly.

Yukinoshita Haruno scratched his face: "But he has more than one girlfriend, and I don't think he's the kind of girl you think mom... Oh, forget it, mom, it's better for you to meet him."

As she spoke, she stood up on the spot, looked around the cafe where many customers were already seated, and finally found someone who was happily fishing in a hidden corner.

"Student Wu Yi—"

"what?"

In the booth in the back row by the wall, Wu Yi, who was chatting with Garuda when he heard someone calling for him, turned his head and looked back, but saw Yokinoshita Yoshino on the other side by the window, waving at him. Like something to say.

"I'll take a look."

After a brief greeting to Garuda, Wu Yi got up and walked around a row of seats in the middle of the hall, and came to the side of Yukino Shishita.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Uh……"

Concerned about her own mother's thoughts, Yukinoshita Haruno stood up awkwardly and motioned.

"Introduce, this is my mother."

"Oh, hello Mrs. Xuexia, just call me Wu Yi."

Although he didn't know why Yukinoshita Yoshino suddenly introduced her mother to him, Wu Yi still nodded politely.

"Wu...and your eyes..."

The four eyes met for only a moment, and after a brief moment of astonishment, Xuemu's face also showed an expression similar to that of Lingxiaolu Duchen.

However, unlike Ayanokouji's follow-up reaction, as if he wanted to hold his ASS and jumped up as if he was pouted, Xuemu quickly regained his composure, and the smile returned to his face.

But this time she also turned into a wry smile.

"No wonder..."

At the same time, there were quite old voices talking at the main entrance of the coffee shop.

One is happy, the other is disgusted.

"It turned out to be a maid cafe. Hui Liyang, your grandson is really creative. Speaking of which, it seems that he has never been to such a place in his life."

"Nonsense, we didn't have such a thing back then..."

At the same time, another voice who sounded like a female high school student asked curiously.

"But the map only says that this is the area of ​​Class A of the second year. Will Yi-chan really be here?"

Chapter 459 Lei An: Don't Que

The inexplicably retro dialogue immediately attracted the attention of most people in the coffee shop.

You must know that most of the people who come here today are the younger generation of various financial groups or political factions. In their thirties.

In short, they are basically candidates for the successors of various forces, and the mainstays of the future. They all come here to show their faces, meet them, and take a look at how the students trained by this school are, and whether they are worth recruiting in the future.

The old leave, the prime of life rises, and at the same time start to train new successors... The prosperity and decline of any power cannot be separated from this cycle.

Or this sentence can also be understood in this way. If the core of a power has only some old bones left, but the fresh blood that can succeed the throne is still missing, then no matter how large the power is, it will soon be destroyed by itself. downfall.

So the question is, which one is so unlucky that such a simple small scene has to be dispatched by a handful of old bones?

Almost at the same time, many people in the cafe followed the sound with mocking or joking eyes.

But in the next second, they almost couldn't help but stand up in unison.

On the second floor of the shopping center where people come and go, two elderly men of similar height and age appeared at the entrance of the coffee shop, both with white beard and hair and solemn kimonos.

One of them has his hands behind his back like that short white hair, and his black and white pupils, which are very different from ordinary people, flash a breathtaking cold light from time to time. Just holding a razor blade can kill yourself.

While the other has long beard and hair, and is leaning on the same crutch of Shinigami Riyamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni in front of him, but the inexplicable sense of oppression on his body makes people feel completely insane, and it is more like some kind of magic. Senior figures in the village.

And beside the two old men, there was a blond-haired, brown-skinned girl in casual clothes.

Undoubtedly, the long-haired old man is Katahara Miedo, the president of the Bank of Japan and the president of the Kengan Association, with his own daughter Katahara Sheka next to him.

As for the other one, even if he doesn't know his face, just by looking at the extremely iconic black and white pupils, he is naturally Wu Huiliyang, the patriarch of the generation of the Wu clan and the first generation of the powerful demon Wu Huiliyang.

Mother Xue was extremely surprised: "Why does the president of the Bank of Japan appear here..."

"Big Japan Bank?"

Yukinoshita Yoshino hadn't reacted at first, but when he heard what his mother said, his eyes widened.

How should I put it? First of all, Japan is a capitalist country. In many cases, even the government has to bow and make concessions to the consortium.

And although their Yukinoshita family has the status of a member of the family in Chiba, and also has a lot of company assets under their name, they can be regarded as the emperor of the land.

But compared with other big Japanese banks, that is the difference between a vassal king and an emperor... Ah no, maybe not even a vassal king.

If you really want to calculate it seriously, all the leaders of all forces who came to the Gaoyu High School Cultural Festival today combined are not one-tenth of a stinky old man.

Or it could be one percent...

"Ah, here we come!"

In the unobtrusive booth against the wall, Garuda stood up from the sofa when he sensed the movement at the door, trotted all the way, and couldn't help complaining at the same time.

"It's so slow, Grandpa Mietang, why did you come here? I've been here for a long time."

"Well, the road is a bit far away, so we were delayed for a while, and our Jialu Luo waited for a long time."

Seeing her granddaughter appear, Wu Huili Yang's wrinkled old face immediately burst into a smile, lovingly stroking the top of the girl's head and saying.

But then he changed the subject, and his tone was full of disgust.

"So that brat, the elder won't come out to pick him up when he arrives, tsk..."

"Oh, my brother's words seemed to be called over by a classmate just now. It seems that there is something wrong with the other guests?"

Garuda was not too sure, he turned sideways and stretched his neck to raise the volume slightly.

"Brother? Grandpa and Sister Sheaxiang are here, huh?"

Brother?

Sudou, who happened to be sent to take out the trash because of his strength, walked past the door carrying a trash can full of various packaging shells, and couldn't help being puzzled when he heard this name.

Immediately, he saw Wu Yi who was sitting with the guest not far away for some reason got up and whispered "excuse me" and walked towards this side.

"Oh, long time no see, old man, old man Mietang, and sister Xiexiang..."

tie!

However, before he finished speaking, he received a blow on the top of his head.

"I'm an old man to others, but I'm an old man to my grandfather, right?"

Wu Huiliyang was wandering around with a pipe that he found out from nowhere, and was very dissatisfied with the differential treatment of his grandson.

He retracted his arm and put down the pipe, and Wu Yi raised his head simultaneously.

It is said that a good fight is worse than a good catch. Although a generation of strong demons was a macho with a height of nearly 1.9 meters when they were young, their stature gradually shrank as they got older, and now they are only 1.6 meters five. It's still a bit of a struggle to hit a skull that's about [-] centimeters taller than his own, even with the longer attack distance of a pipe.

In order to accommodate his old man, Wu Yi had to lower his head a little.

It can be regarded as the tacit understanding between the grandfather and grandson.

"Well, informality is the embodiment of kindness. It's like, old man, would you yell at a brat when you catch anyone on the road?" Wu Yi plausibly said.

Wu Huiliyang made a gesture and wanted to hit again: "It's reasonable to disrespect the elderly, right?"