The sound of the teacher tapping on the blackboard and lecturing came from the closed classroom next to the corridor.

On the playground outside the window are enthusiastic boys and girls with pink hormonal smells.

Bicycles were neatly arranged under the carport, and the metal faucets glowing with sunlight gently dripped cool water drops.

The sun was still shining brightly, and its brilliant brilliance was cut into pieces by the branches of the trees and fell to the ground.

It can basically be called a warm winter.

The leader of the male gang didn't seem to be interested in what young men and women would communicate when they got together. He just thought about himself and wanted to visit the Judo Club and Karate Club of Dongda University, and wanted to see the progress of the Dongda Martial Arts Club in the past year.

Mr. Qianyuan could only secretly pray for them in his heart, hoping that the gang leader would not be too harsh and that it would be enough.

Qianyuan was carried into the conference building with his arms around his shoulders. The two of them each bought a can of drinks from the vending machine downstairs. Yamashita chose the terrible Max coffee, but he still ordered Coca-Cola.

"Would it be a bit pricey if you wear this outfit?" Yamashita reminded him carefully and cautiously as he looked at this Dongda Ultimate Weapon who was perfectly matched from head to toe except for his clothes.

"Isn't it a bit too old-fashioned?" He said tactfully.

"It's a joke, my Cardela crocodile brand name brand has the same design as Mads Mikkelsen." Qian Yuan confidently said.

Yamashita was stunned, "Who?"

"The star of "Hannibal" is the steak-eating Hannibal." Qianyuan took out his mobile phone and showed the stills.

"Understood, you can continue." Yamashita waved his hand.

"The design is inspired by the fishermen on the Nordic ice sea fishing boats. It has been popular in Europe for more than ten years. Does this collar look familiar to you when it stands up?"

"Don't all coats have this collar..."

Chihara automatically ignored the low aesthetic level statement that could not tell the difference in design, and continued: "There is also the Dante-style chic clothes in this Devil May Cry game, which can not only be used as a flesh-covering weapon, but also highlight the slender figure. This one

The off-white color is especially suitable for a handsome man with a pure soul like me. How can this set of rules not kill the ignorant little boys and girls?"

Seeing the person in front of him keep showing off, Yamashita Susumu nodded in agreement. Anyway, I would definitely not be able to find such pool noodles in Waseda.

Not to mention, no matter what it is, after adding a series of introductions full of historical accumulation, the clothes that originally seemed a bit old suddenly have a layer of story color like the equipment in Hidetaka Miyazaki's games, and are full of style.

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The hairy balls that seemed to have grown out of wearing them many times suddenly turned into lasting marks of time.

Then Yamashita's eyes turned into admiration for the elegant European and American fashion trends.

After throwing the Coke can into the trash can and looking in the mirror before entering the door, Mr. Chihara felt that he had indeed become more outstanding in terms of temperament after finishing talking nonsense together.

Indicating that the little brother would stand behind him, he tapped his fingers twice on the wooden door.

Two clicks, the sound is very solid, which shows that the wooden door is made of good quality.

"Come in quickly~"

Mmm, what a lively voice!

Was it Miss King Kong talking on my phone just now?

I heard Miss Sakura say before that the lively and kind-hearted Miss Higashiyama was a student of Waseda. I didn’t expect that she was so good that she came to participate in the cultural exchange meeting. Except for [Paper Man], this completely meets Mr. Chihara’s requirements for choosing a spouse.

What?

Before entering the door, the boy adjusted his facial expression one last time, trying to leave a perfect impression in his second meeting with Miss Dongshan no matter what.

Throwing the old coat to the little brother Yamashita behind him, the beautiful boy in a white shirt was in full red lotus mode. With his head raised, he handsomely shook off the hairstyle that his younger sister had arranged for him before going out, and stepped forward with a chic step.

The door to the conference room.

"Sorry to keep you waiting for so long." He lowered his head and bowed slightly, saying with a slight apology.

"It's okay, it's probably because we came too early." The woman on the first seat at the entrance spoke hurriedly.

It's just that this voice had a delicate flavor and the feeling of a little girl. He secretly raised his head and took a glance, and then lowered his speed of light.

Did the people from Waseda even bring their sister to visit?

But I have to say that the tutors of the eldest ladies are really good. You see, the tone of this little sister's words is much kinder than those of her usual friends, not to mention the wild boar at home, which is completely incomparable.

This appearance is also outstanding. Counting from left to right, there are all loli styles, lively girl styles, and Yamato Nadeshiko styles. It is really amazing that the styles of Waseda female college students are diverse.

He raised his head again to confirm, and found in front of him that it was indeed Miss Dongshan whom he had met once before. She was still so beautiful and charming that it made one's heart tremble. Meeting her once in the cold winter months was enough to warm the heart.

There is also this innocent and cute little girl who comes to visit with her sisters and pretends to be an adult. She is so cute.

Finally, Yamato Nadeshiko with a gentle smile...

"There's no need to just praise girls for their beauty. As Todai's signature cowboy, Chihara-kun is also very handsome." A beautiful black-haired Yamato Nadeshiko girl with an intriguing smile said happily.

Looking at the man in front of him, Mr. Qianyuan's gentle expression that he originally used to entertain distinguished guests suddenly solidified.

"By the way, this is the first time we meet. My name is Zaori Saori. Please give me your advice."

"Yes...Miss Morning, this is our first time meeting you. Please give me some advice."

The girl's smile is very beautiful. Even though her appearance is not as beautiful as others, her temperament at the moment is so moving and makes people feel very comfortable.

He also smiled, but his smile was rather sentimental and bitter, and there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

It would be nice if she really looked like this when we first met.

"Since it's so rare, why don't you just shake hands?" The girl's fair forearms slowly rose up.

"No need, I don't want my hands stained with worldly fireworks to tarnish your flawlessness."

"Are you afraid that I will dislike you?" she asked hesitantly.

"You are dressed like a lady today. Please pay attention to the occasion and don't get sick..."

Mr. Qianyuan sadly rolled up the white rabbit in his pocket, secretly pinched it and stuffed it into his mouth, biting the toffee out of boredom, and then raised his head to look at the girl opposite the seat.

Suddenly, I felt that the only praiseworthy sweetness of the White Rabbit toffee in my mouth was gone, leaving only the shortcoming of "sticky to the teeth".

Congratulations to Mr. Qianzao for successfully defeating Mr. Qianyuan's heart that was throbbing again today. Now he no longer even thinks about asking Miss Higashiyama for her contact information.

The nineteen-year-old male college student let out an inexplicable sigh of premature aging. After sitting for more than an hour, his buttocks hurt. Why haven't these guys finished yet?

The cultural exchange meeting was really different from what I imagined. Fortunately, I was only responsible for being beautiful and beautiful, so I didn't have to make a fuss like my brother Yamashita.

What a blessing!

After handing Yamashita the literary novel she was going to use to show off and closing it, Qianyuan decided to stretch her neck and play with her phone later.

He touched the arm of the person next to him and motioned for him to go out and use the bathroom.

Rubbing against the wall and walking out of the conference room slowly along the space squeezed out by others, he leaned against the window, raised his toes, straightened his hands, stretched out, and breathed a sigh of contentment. Sure enough, the air outside was fresher, and it was better.

No need to be attacked by strange looks.

The branches outside the window were blown by the wind and scraped against the glass. The noise of birds and the whistling of the wind filled my ears.

When I returned to my seat, the girl on the left was whispering and rustling, and on the right was whispering the fragrance of flowers, leisurely and peaceful.

Only the two groups on the stage were quarreling at each other, quite like a discussion in the House of Representatives of the future parliament. Unfortunately, no one was there to celebrate, which made this preview of future political figures somewhat lacking in realism.

After waiting for a long time, the bell on campus finally rang to remind me that get out of class was over.

"It's time for lunch."
Chapter completed!