Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

Because it is not a too formal report, Luo Zhen did not use too strict wording.

After sending the documents, Luo Zhen put the tablet back in the bag.

"Go to school."

With brisk steps, Luo Zhen walked out of the dark aisle.

The students on the road were still laughing and scoffing.

Luo Zhen, who was walking alone on the road, mixed into the crowd and seemed to be just an ordinary student.

Chapter 2 Good students should listen to the class well

Zongwu Gao is a relatively famous school nearby.

To be precise, Sotake High and several other high schools are also known as one of the most famous high schools in Japan.

The Shuchi-in Academy, famous for its aristocratic academy, the High School Affiliated to the High-Nurture University, which cultivates the mainstay of the political arena, the Baikawang Academy, which is rich in dog gambling, and the incomprehensible Youth Academy, which is strong in sports, are all part of it.

In contrast, Zong Wu Gao does not seem to have anything very prominent.

In terms of sports, it can't compare to the Youth Academy, and the graduates don't seem to have any great achievements.

But it just squeezed into one of the most prestigious colleges.

Few people know the reason, but no one cares about it.

The required scores are not high, the learning atmosphere is relaxed, and the school's floor space or teacher resources are good.

The most important thing is that the tuition fee is not high, even low.

Such schools are very popular among ordinary families.

Zongwu High School can be said to be the dream school of most students from poor families.

"Good morning."

Opening the door of the class, Luo Zhen greeted him symbolically.

The few boys who were chatting together agreed without looking back, and then continued to discuss the previous topic excitedly.

Although they have just gone through the placement test, they have formed their own small group very quickly.

Stuffing the schoolbag into the table, Luo Zhen flipped out the textbook for the first class and began to wander out the window.

His seat was not a window seat in the second-to-last row, but a window in the third-to-last row.

That is, the front of the protagonist's seat.

"Good morning, classmate Luo Zhen."

The boy sitting in front of Luo Zhen turned his head and said.

While speaking, he pushed his glasses inadvertently, and the beauty mole at the corner of his eyes was very conspicuous.

"Ah, good morning Sakamoto, long time no see."

Luo Zhen, who was staring at the cherry tree outside the window in a daze, came back to his senses and looked at his friend.

The two were one of the other's few friends.

"To be precise, we only met yesterday."

"It's all the same, if you are serious, you will lose."

"Although I have never been in love, I also know that this sentence is used in love."

"It's all said, if you are serious, you will lose."

Time passed slowly in the chat between the two.

"Ding~"

The class bell rang, and the boys who had been sitting together returned to their seats one after another.

But even after sitting back in their seats, they craned their necks and excitedly shared what they thought was interesting experiences with their new friends.

From time to time, some self-destruction behaviors are also mixed to try to attract the attention of girls.

Some long and handsome boys were quietly labelled 'humorous' by girls in their hearts.

Some boys with average looks were labeled as 'naive'.

This is what is called youth.

"Everything quiet down."

The middle-aged and bald teacher walked into the teacher with the lesson preparation notes he had worked so hard to prepare last night.

Very imposingly, he took his notes on the podium, and the middle-aged teacher said loudly:

"We're already behind! We'll have to speed up the pace of the lectures!"

This is the second class, uncle.

Several girls whispered below.

How can there be a second class that falls behind?

"Report!"

Just as the middle-aged teacher was preparing for class, An Yilun, who was a little embarrassed, also slammed the door open and shouted.

"Classmate, what's the matter with you?"

Putting down the chalk in his hand, the teacher looked at An Yilun in dissatisfaction and asked.

He will depend on the other person's answer to decide his attitude towards the student in the next semester.

To be late for the second class of the school year is really abominable.

If there is no good reason, just stand outside!

"that...."

An Yilun also said with some stumbling.

What should he say?

On the way to school, he suddenly encountered a black long straight beautiful girl calling him dear, so he chatted with him for a while?

How can this be said!

Although he has no interest in the three-dimensional (self-proclaimed), but the other party is too cute!

It's cute as if it came out of the second dimension.

Therefore, An Yilun also hesitated.

"That is, I was confessed?"

An Yi Lun also answered in a very uncertain tone.

The murmurs in the class suddenly paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Is he kidding?"

"Maybe you haven't woken up yet?"

"This idiot doesn't take yy at night as a reality, right?"

"Sizhai steamed goose heart."

That's right, although it's the second day of school, everyone already knows the identity of An Yi Lun's dead house.

It wasn't an accidental exposure, but that idiot stood on the podium before class yesterday and recommended a light novel to the class, and told everyone proudly:

"I have no interest in your three-dimensional women, my favorite is the two-dimensional!"

That's about it.

It is a talent to be able to smear one's own reputation on the first day of love.

"You go back to your position first and talk about the rest later."

The blue veins on his forehead kept beating, and the middle-aged teacher suppressed his inner anger.

What if I want to throw this idiot out?

"Eh? Do you really believe me?"

"...roll!"

"I was wrong I was wrong!"

In the eyes of everyone's disgust, An Yilun also returned to his seat.

It's the seat to the right of Luo Zhen.

"You said you were confessed, what's the situation?"

When the teacher didn't care, Luo Zhen asked quietly.

"It was a very cute girl who suddenly called me dear and asked me where the token of love she gave me went."

Scratching his head in annoyance, An Yilun also felt a mess in his mind.

What and what.

Always feel that your life seems to have some deviations from your expectations?

"Is that beautiful girl black and straight?"

"Yeah yeah, how do you know?"

An Yilun also looked at Luo Zhen in surprise and asked.

"Nonsense, I saw it."

"Ah this..."

Hearing Luo Zhen's words, An Yilun also rarely felt embarrassed.

How to say it?

As if his little secret was discovered.

"Cough, students who don't study, please be quiet and don't hurt other students."

The middle-aged teacher's cold snort came, and An Yilun wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Seeing this, Luo Zhen temporarily put down the idea of ​​continuing the conversation.

‘Don’t give up yet? ’

Touching his chin thoughtfully, Luo Zhen took out his mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it out.

"That guy showed up again last night."

After a few seconds, a text message was sent to Luo Zhen's mobile phone.

"receive."

After seeing the contents on the phone, Luo Zhen put the phone back in the bag.

He is a good student, how could he not attend the class?

The middle-aged teacher who turned back glanced at Luo Zhen who was taking notes with satisfaction.

Sure enough, this student is still good.

Just got screwed by someone.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged teacher glared at An Yilun again.

Chapter 3 Students must join clubs

It takes a long time to listen carefully.

'Ding ling ling ling~'

The melodious bell rang, and the students who were lying on the table in a drowsy state immediately got up from the table in good spirits.

The middle-aged teacher who was writing on the blackboard squinted at the group of students, and then announced very readily: