I uninstalled Huangmao System

"Desperate mandarin duck." said the young man.

"Are you asking for a fight?"

"Look, at least they are mandarin ducks." Jinguji Yue began to quibble.

Sakurakoji Sasakura thought for a while and nodded: "Then I can forgive you."

ah?Can this be forgiven?

Jingujizuki couldn't laugh or cry.

So, on this quiet weekend afternoon, the childhood sweethearts who were once lovers sat on the floor in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaning on each other.

"Speaking of which, why does Saakura want to become a sprint champion?"

"what?"

"It's all about dreams."

"Oh, I don't know why. I just feel that I have been practicing track and field for so long. If I don't achieve some results, I always feel that my time has been wasted.

"Of course the goal should be set as high as possible. When the goal reaches a certain level, it will become a dream."

"When a goal is set high enough, it becomes a dream... It's hard to imagine that these words would come out of Saakura's mouth."

"What is that, looking down on me?"

"How come? I'm complimenting you."

"Best."

"Then, what was Saakura's reason for practicing track and field in the first place?"

"Hey~~What happened to Yue today? Are you so interested in my affairs?"

"I'm just thinking about the future and what kind of adult I will become in the future."

"Is this a life negotiation?"

"It sounds a little unpleasant, but it's pretty much the same."

"Don't you have anything you want to do?"

"To be honest, no."

"Really, I obviously said before that I wanted to be the best football player in the world, but now I'm acting like an old man."

"Me? When did you say that?"

"Second grade in elementary school."

"It's a shame you still remember something that happened so long ago."

"As long as it's about the moon, I'll keep everything in mind."

"Yes~ Yes~"

The young man's words fell into her ears, and Sakurakoji Saakura felt that he was perfunctory with her, and she suddenly felt dissatisfied and let Kokoro run away from her arms.

Kokoluo turned to look at them, then ran under the curtain and hid her fat body.

Jingujizuki was still thinking about the future. Unexpectedly, a force came from behind him, and Sakurakoji Saakura suddenly pounced on him and pressed him to the floor.

"Saakura?"

"It's all your fault. You said something that made me angry, but I couldn't beat you or scold you, so I had to use this method to punish you."

She stared at the young man beneath her seriously, while venting her emotions, but as if she was afraid of hurting him, she dared not approach his hidden heart, and could only play ambiguous pranks on his body.

Jingujizuki looked at her quietly, letting her put her hand on his shoulder, and the emotion in his eyes remained unchanged.

"It's all Yue's fault that I'm like this."

Sakurakoji Saakura's head was getting closer and closer to him, and her hot breath sprayed on the boy's cheek. Jingujizuki turned his head away, his ears close to the floor, and the buzzing sound of rainwater poured into his ears.

The girl lowered her head and gently bit his exposed neck.

He looks out the window,

The rain keeps falling.

Thanks to "I'm used to watching idle birds and idle flowers", "So what's the sound", "God rewards the fallen", and "Book Friends 160313182643963" for their rewards.

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Chapter 71

It will go on sale at 12 noon today. I hope there will be first orders.

Listed for the third time.

The first time I ordered 60, I worked diligently on it for more than a year and wrote millions of words. It ended with nothing to do because I had to sleep in the open air, which inevitably makes people feel lonely.

The second initial order was 2000. I can’t say that I was diligent, but I did get perfect attendance for a whole year.

From this point of view, my merits and demerits are equal to each other.

But from a reader's perspective, I think this is too "excessive".

Hmm... that's true, I'm reflecting on it (laughs)

Maybe I don’t have enough academic qualifications, maybe I have a half-good writing style, maybe I am just picking up a handful of ruins and ashes in vain.

But I am still loyal to every word I write, and I have feelings for words, almost pathologically loving each word.

I think I am destined to write something before I give up.

When I stay at home, my family and relatives come to ask me from time to time, "Huh?"A semi-literate person who has never even gone to high school, with a junior high school diploma printed on his household registration book, can actually work as a writer.

Most of them were curious, not sarcastic, or even a little surprised.

Then I know that in their eyes, playing with words, or dealing with words, is always an elegant thing.

For example, my mother always tells people how good my writing is, but if I tell the truth and speak frankly about the love and love between Japanese people, they will definitely be shocked.

My mother was afraid that she would pick up the broom and beat me with it, scolding me for daring to write an AV record.

In short, she couldn't tell the truth and just blurted out "emotional ethics drama". She was a middle-aged woman, which immediately piqued her interest and made her more and more inquisitive.

unwise.

It would be okay if I really had that ability, but it's a pity.

I am a layman with little education. I use the time that others spend studying to read useless books that are regarded as classics in the world, just to fill in the knowledge.

But as expected, the knowledge gained halfway is of no use, otherwise I wouldn’t be still sending money to MiHoYo to this day.

Hmm...what else do I have to say to make you press the "auto-subscribe" button without hesitation and willingly like me recharging MiHoYo?

Hmm, probably...

Only silence.

Chapter 72 71 It’s her turn to feel pain before she dares to call Yu Lujun

Monday, November 9th.

It rained lightly at four or five in the morning, and the air was filled with the smell of earth. Jinguji Yue separated from Sakurakoji Saakura at Nakameguro Station, and walked alone on the slope leading to school.

Hoshino Mori Hoshino and Yamada Kanade are already standing at the school gate. This week, they are doing the morning grooming inspection. They rotate every week, which is fair.

"Good morning, Jinguji-san."

"Good morning, Jinguji-senpai."

After greeting them, Tsukima Jinguji was about to go to the school building, but was suddenly blocked by Hoshino Mori Hoshino.

"President?"

Hoshino Mori Hoshino pointed at his collar: "The tie is tied crookedly."

Jingujizuki looked down and was about to tie it again when the student council president in front of him suddenly stretched out his hands and slightly pulled the blue tie on his chest apart, then tightened it again, then patted it again, showing a nice smile.

"All right."

Jingujizuki looked at the student council president without saying a word. After seeing her smiling at him, he said "hmm" in a somewhat bewildered voice. Then he felt something was wrong, so he took a step back and solemnly said thank you.

Hoshino Mori Hoshino smiled and let Jingujizuki leave. Then he stood in front of another third-grade boy and ordered him to go aside and tie his tie before entering the school.

"Good morning, Sakurakoji-san."

"Hoshino-senpai, good morning. Is it your turn this week?"

"Hmm, oh yes, this is Yamada-san from the student union. We are going to meet Jinguji-san at the sports festival..."

The conversation between the student council president and his childhood sweetheart came from behind. Jinguji Yue didn't listen carefully and walked into the school building without looking back.

Not long after, my phone received a text message from Sakurakoji Sakura.

【I saw】

Jingujizuki rubbed his head with a headache and walked into the classroom of Grade [-] Class A.

During the lunch break, Tsuki Jinguji received the message and went to the rooftop alone to wait.

Not long after, the girl with a side ponytail quietly went upstairs, pushed him until his back was against the wall, pulled his tie away without saying a word, and then opened her mouth to bite his neck.

He thought that to be able to do such a bold thing in school, his childhood sweetheart had indeed become extremely radical, at least she couldn't do it before.

……

……

After school, the student union room is on the fourth floor of the old school building.

Jingujizuki was dealing with various books and documents as usual. After such a long time, he finally finished processing all the documents that passed through his hands.

After he finished reviewing the last form, he rubbed the bridge of his nose a little and moved all the high pile of documents on the table to Hoshino Mori Hoshino's desk.

"President, these have all been reviewed."