February in Japan is the time to prepare for the final exam.

Dalit rubs his hands hard at the student union crown position.

The end of next month is the time for the new first-year sisters to enter school, and I can’t wait to see it.

Annual, enrollment!

"Yamashita Izu @9527zsdh: Good evening"

"Ten years of sharpening the sword shines, the pen tip shines with power, don't panic, you are full of confidence, go to the battlefield with full of passion, keep your talents in your heart, don't forget all the key points of knowledge, ride the wind and waves, and be a golden list of titles to determine glory.

Dear senior high school students, I believe they are still hesitating about which university to choose as their lifelong alma mater?

Let me introduce it to you!

The number one university in Japan, Tokyo, has gathered all directions such as modern languages, ancient Japanese, mathematics, physics, biology, chemistry, geography, world history, society, economy, politics, foreign languages, etc. Only you can't imagine, but we can't do it.

The inheritance of human civilization is on our shoulders. What are you still hesitating about? Fill in and join us quickly!”

His finger paused for a moment and thought for a moment.

"Tokyo's talented and beautiful figures, I and my junior @Chenghara, sincerely welcome you to come and wait for you in the strongest literary college of Tokyo!"

A photo was also attached.

It was the day before the holiday, when he took a photo with the most beautiful boy in Tokyo.

The senior Yamashita has tried his best to ask someone to prank as handsome as possible, but the other party smiled bitterly and gave it unsatisfactory results. Although it has indeed improved, it always seems that he is far less natural and simple than the people around him.

I can only sigh at the age of a junior, whose natural body and magical beauty are indeed worthy of the title of [Dongda Literature Cowherd].

But it doesn't matter. The purpose this time is to deceive the little girl to come to the Literature Academy. The process is not important. No matter how handsome he is, he only has two kidneys, and at most he only has one place. Isn't the other cute juniors still Mr. Ren Yamashita attacking strategy?

I closed my phone with satisfaction and sat quietly at the dining table. I watched my rough-looking grandfather and her breathless grandfather performing a chainsaw with empty hands again, and could only sigh.

Destiny, sinful debt!

After more than ten minutes.

Halfway through the meal, I lowered my head and lowered my head, and my hands were numb after repeated replies.

Gently open the lock screen and take a look.

"Smile, this is the inheritance of human civilization? Where will we put on our celebration? It is recommended not to over-the-top advertising for admissions, be careful of being sanctioned by the advertising law in the future."

"Three points return to the original world, and the skills are overwhelming Tokyo. I am not as weak as a person in my early childhood.

Have you forgotten that I, the leader of the gang, had a great magical skill and had single-handedly picked you Dongda University that day? Now I dare to bark here. I really don’t know how to be tall and strong!"

"There are strong people who have the best players, and there are also high mountains. Young people are so arrogant. You just don't take me Fujiwara Fumitae seriously? Tokyo people want to make trouble and have to ask whether we agree with Kyoto University!

Everyone from Kyoto University, stand up for me!”

The comment area was noisy, and the reminder from the phone kept ringing.

Oh, waiver~

As expected, many people can't stand the provocation and take the initiative to get into the trap.

He laughed at the foot of the mountain.

How could [Heisei's Doraemon], which is at the peak of Tokyo's wisdom, be famous?

I am not afraid of you refuting, but I am afraid of being cold. As long as I have the popularity, I will win. Anyway, I want to cheat the little girls who look at their faces. Whoever cares about you, you guys like to deny the facts.

He smiled contemptuously again and slid his fingers down.

"Isn't the strongest in Dongda University our medical department? How come your college of literature dares to emerge? It is recommended to reorganize the language and figure out who is the ace major, otherwise I will be unable to support it."

There is also a reply below, "Objection!", who is obviously from the Law School.

Are the enemy still fighting in the middle?

Mr. Yamashita slapped the table angrily.

These elitist comrades are only capable of this. How can they be compared with future great writers who are worried about the hard-working masses and social problems?

Um?

There is actually a heavyweight character reply!

"Thank you for invitation, I am Shintaro Tanikawa, who was born early and was in Nintendo. I just returned to Tokyo on a business trip. My position is: Director and Executive Director of Operations Department.

If I read it correctly, this one is the Uniqlo Pikachu cover that I recently linked? It happened to be my decision to pat the table last month.

If it is a personal photo, there is no problem, but if it is regarded as an admissions advertisement and there is a suspected infringement, I suggest that this junior student from Dongda University correct the problem quickly and send a formal apology. I can still show mercy to you."

Oh, what a great official power!

By the way, it’s okay for adults to do business. With all the connections, now he actually jumped out as an old executive director. On the other hand, the elites from Dongda University are trying to be bureaucrats and fight in the middle of the house. Now they just want to find someone at the same level as this guy in the company, but they can’t contact him.

Isn't this forcing me to use the ultimate kill?

"Grandpa, please raise your head."

"what?"

The old man with a long hair that had just twisted the chainsaw blade into a twist was stretching his arms and was still doing warm-up exercises.

"Take a photo of your majestic and erect to show off to your classmates." Yamashita said in a simple and quick manner.

The old dean, who was originally tired, lying on the sofa, suddenly became serious when he heard this, and forced himself to stand up.

"Why are you taking pictures of this old man? It will only make people angry when you send it out. I will immediately combed my hair and wipe my sweat. Only by sending me a gentle and elegant type can outsiders feel your inner tutoring atmosphere."

The old dean stretched his eyebrows and quietly picked up a book from the table and sat down. The old man was full of literary style.

Looking at the two old men who were fighting for each other in front of me, the mountain scratched his head in trouble and said hesitantly:

"Then you two together?"

"Absolutely not!"

...

I woke up and saw the news on my phone. Senior Yamashita wanted to ask myself to forward and like it on Twitter.

After taking a closer look at the content that he had ignored, Mr. Chihara hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his head with a tissue.

I saw the two supreme fight to the desolate world, the galaxy shattered, and the avenue was wiped out.

Tokyoites have never seen this scene!

On the one hand, the picture is like a martial arts drama or a fantasy drama. The world is always domineering, and directly performs a sword, gun, sword, halberd, twisted, twisted, and twisted, and the two big palms are combined, and the two small fingers are lightly pinched. Modern cold weapon forging techniques cannot withstand his hands.

The other side of the cloth robe has a kind face, no murderous aura or rushing people, but is very leisurely, with clouds all over the body, carrying the style of an old fairy spirit, and performing twenty-four ways of health-preserving Tai Chi.

The two of them went back and forth, flying up and down.

The audience burst into tears, enjoyable and exciting, which directly caused the ratings of the six major TV stations to plummet. The deputy director who was still on duty thought that there was another scandal, so why were all the programs dancing?

But Shuntaro Furukawa, who recalled the trial of hell in college, suddenly changed his face and dared to send a cycle of "The leader of the gang is powerful, the master of literature and martial arts, and unify the academic community", and took a private chat with him, "Gang leader of the gang to spare your life."

The people from Keiyo Kyoto University next door almost thought they had gone to the wrong world line, so why was there such an outrageous thing?

As for Chihara, one of the fuses of the Second Japan East Day war, he had just finished washing up, put on his bib, and was preparing for today's breakfast.

The phone, which was placed aside, made a sound.

"Hey, Chihara?"

"Well, senior Yamashita, is there any other thing to do when it's vacation?" Qianyuan paused, "I'll just say it first. I fell asleep last night and didn't see any news about you."

"Hi, it's okay."

"Getting to bed early and getting up early is a good thing, it means you are healthy." The voice opposite the phone exudes a refreshing feeling after exercise.

"I call you to remind you, congratulations on your success." Yamashita said proudly, "I pointed out a way to them last night. Now let's take a look at your Twitter followers, this has increased several times. I guess I can get more after the news fermented later."

"Really?" Qianhara asked with a frown.

"Really!" Shanxia nodded vigorously through his phone, and then he said with sourness and jealousy: "The fans have also added you a title [Your Majesty]."
Chapter completed!