The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

"Hey, answer me quickly!"

Hitomi Kuroki kicked Yu Xian Zhisheng's arm with her little white silk foot. The floor was covered with a velvet blanket that smelled of grass and wild grass, and her calfskin boots were off on the podium.

Yu Xianzhi looked at the music theory teacher standing on the edge of the podium, Kuroki Hitomi immediately understood, and waved his hand to let the teacher leave first. There is no disrespect to the teacher here. These teachers are the ace teachers of Dongda Art. , All of them are well aware of the urination of these students. Anyway, if they do not attend this class, they will still get paid. It all depends on what the students want.

It's just that Hitomi Kuroki, who has always been addicted to learning, would give up a class to talk to a teenager, which made the teacher who left felt somewhat unbelievable.

"Now you can talk." Kuroki Hitomi nodded.

"Sorry, I can't tell you this." Yu Xianzhi was very sincere. "Or you can choose to lend me your samurai and ask me to answer who that person is."

Can you do this?

Does that mean that I only get one answer?

Kuroki Hitomi narrowed her eyes, she wanted to say something and then gave up. Although every student in Class S was enjoying themselves, they each had their own secrets, and the two were obviously not familiar enough to exchange secrets.

Yu Xianzhi sat down beside her: "How about it, can we exchange it?"

"What if I ask you to play the piano without clothes?" Hitomi Kuroki smiled slyly.

"It's just the two of us, no problem. If there's a lot of people, it's beyond my reach."

"It's boring." Kuroki Hitomi pouted, "But your sincerity is fine, I agree to the exchange."

"By the way, there is one more thing, there is a misunderstanding between us, otherwise you would not have lost your temper with me for no reason yesterday." Yu Xianzhi said, "Someone must have told you something before, right?"

"Principal Obata said you called me an orphan." Hitomi Kuroki squinted at Yu Xianzhi.

Yu Xianzhisheng turned his head, his eyes open and frank: "He is framing me."

"I already knew that." Kuroki Hitomi smiled, "So Okuta was beaten twice yesterday, the first time I don't know who was beaten, but the second time my samurai moved his hand, the Okabata family was in the west of Tokyo. There is still a bit of face, so I didn't abolish his hands and feet."

"But it's not over yet, he framed you and took advantage of me, and I'll find another chance to beat him up." Hitomi Kuroki said rather dull, "The position of the vice-principal is that the Oubata family is the best for the Obata-style boys. I bought it for the price and used it to give him his qualifications, but I don't care about that, he is nothing in my eyes."

"Just leave it to me." Yu Xianzhi said. The matter of Obata Ryuman framing him is over, but Okubata Ryuman still thinks about Yukiko, so this matter is not over yet, the dog must be beaten to the end, otherwise it will bite.

"Leave it to you, can you, you really don't look like a child when you say this." Kuroki Hitomi rolled her eyes.

"You're not like you either," Yu Xianzhi said.

Kuroki Hitomi smiled and patted his shoulder, like a comrade-in-arms.

Yu Xian Zhisheng smiled lightly.

This little girl is a little rude, but she's really nice.

"Let's go, I want your favor, but I'll think about what I want you to do." Hitomi Kuroki put on calfskin boots and took Yu Xianzhisheng on the elevator all the way to the rooftop.

On the water tower above the rooftop, the long-haired warrior was lying flat in the sun with a piece of grass in his mouth, struggling to play the game on GAMEBOY. He pressed the button hard, screaming, like a life-and-death vendetta.

Seeing Hitomi Kuroki approaching, the samurai put down the game console angrily and roared, "I still can't jump over there!! Miss!"

Yu Xianzhisheng climbed up the water tower and took the game console from his hand: "Let me come."

Kuroki Hitomi also climbed up, and the three of them faced the game side by side. The game character stopped on a hillside, and it was unable to double jump after strictly implementing the program, so it couldn't jump up.

Yu Xianzhi held down the button and pressed it for a while, a miracle happened suddenly, the game character summoned a flying knife, the flying knife stopped in front of the hillside, and then Yu Xianzhi pressed the jump button, and the character smoothly entered the next step. close.

"Okay." Yu Xianzhi returned the game console to the samurai.

Kuroki Hitomi and the long-haired samurai stared at each other with big eyes, this passed? Yesterday, I was so angry that I smashed a game console!

Heimu Tong was overjoyed: "Yilong, you follow him, no matter what he asks you to do, you must agree."

The warrior named Yuan He Yilong widened his eyes: "Nani? Miss, don't you want me, ah ah ah, this kind of life is meaningless, I'd better die!"

"Don't play tricks, this is an order." Kuroki Hitomi said seriously.

Yuan He Yilong stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and raised his chin at Yu Xianzhisheng: "Hey, boy, what are you taking me to?"

Yu Xianzhi smiled and said, "Gynecological Hospital."

Women's Hospital?

Kuroki Hitomi stared at him with a wrinkled face.

It is impossible for a boy to go to the gynecological hospital for no reason, unless he has done something bad to other girls, and he can't deal with it himself, so he can only borrow the power of a samurai.

But he doesn't look like a scumbag.

"Gynecological Hospital?" Yuan He Yilong licked his lips, always feeling that something interesting was about to happen.

......

The car drove smoothly on the road.

Yu Xianzhisheng looked down at the time on his phone, and immediately took out his homework from his schoolbag.

Yuan and Yilongren, who were driving, were both dumbfounded~www.wuxiahere.com~ just wanted to chat with the boy to pass the boredom, but he actually took out his homework and started to write.

"With all due respect, are you making up your homework?" Yuan He Yilong asked.

"Well, I didn't write it last night." Yu Xianzhi replied.

In fact, it doesn't matter if the homework is not handed in. When checking the homework in the morning, the female monitor did not report her name, but she promised her that she would complete it by the afternoon, and that the promised thing must be done, and she can't just talk about it.

It's like not allowing Yukiko to be naive.

Yuan He Yilong turned his head and glanced at Yu Xianzhisheng's dark circles, and muttered, "I feel like you're working so hard, you're making up your homework and you're here to do errands."

"As long as I think it's right, I'll do it." Yu Xianzhi opened the car window and blew a cool breeze to make himself more awake.

The car stopped at the entrance of the branch in Narita Ward, Tokyo.

Yu Xianzhisheng took out a check from Tokyo Daiichi Bank from the inner pocket of the school uniform, handed it to Yuan and Yilong, and said softly: "Go and get the money, I can't go, it will cause unnecessary trouble."

"What's the trouble?" Yuan He Yilong took the check and flicked it. He looked down and was shocked—ho! 500,000 yen, this kid is far more difficult than expected, how can a student of this age get so much money.

"Maybe I'm stealing the family's money for business." Yu Xianzhi ignored him after he finished speaking. He got out of the car, took out the letter he wrote last night from his schoolbag, and affixed it with a stamp. It was delivered in a green-painted mailbox by the roadside.

In addition to the letter I wrote last night, there is a little money in the envelope, all of which were sent to Xuezi as [Shishen]. People will grow up slowly, and many things will change in the process of growing up. This letter is only part of the whole plan. A small part is the first step to change her.