Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

It wasn't very obvious in the past, but now Qin Chuan found out that Ping Ze Yu's affection for Luo Zhen is obviously not the type of ordinary friend.

It's almost a very good one.

But Yui himself also said that they were only in the same class for a while in the second year of junior high school.

Fortunately, Qin Chuan didn't go through too much pollution. If another boy came here, he might already be thinking about what type of hypnosis software Luo Zhen was using.

Such as some king game APP or something.

Ahem, the author doesn't know anything (pure eyes).

"Then I'll go first?"

Luo Zhen asked tentatively.

Being surrounded by several cute girls in the corridor, Luo Zhen always felt a little weird.

Not because of shyness, but because everyone around was watching and whispering.

As influential figures on campus, the members of Qingyin Club will be watched wherever they go.

Many boys want to get in touch with the girls from Qingyin Club, but unfortunately none of them failed.

As a result, this made Qingyin Club's popularity even higher.

Now suddenly talking to a guy will naturally attract attention.

'The boy looked very good-natured. ’

'I know him, he seems to be a student of Class A, the same class as Sakamoto. ’

'Is that Sakamoto? ’

‘Otherwise, which Sakamoto would there be in Class A? ’

It was obvious that they were discussing Luo Zhen, but Sakamoto was the one that everyone mentioned the most.

No way, Luo Zhen is too low-key. He hardly communicates with other classmates in school, but his own performance does not make people feel 'isolated' and 'not easy to get in touch'.

So much so that the impression that most people mention him is, 'Oh, there is such a person. ’

Then there are no more topics for Sakamoto to discuss.

After a while, the center of the conversation changed from Luo Zhen to Sakamoto.

"Mmmm, goodbye Xiaozhen!"

He waved his hand cutely, and Ping Zeyu didn't seem to have any intention of holding back.

Although I really want to invite Xiaozhen out to play, I always feel that Xiaozhen seems to have a lot of thoughts recently.

Hirata Yui thought a little regretfully.

She didn't know why she felt this way, but she could just feel that Luo Zhen seemed to have something on her mind.

"Goodbye, and don't call me that!"

Subconsciously responded, Luo Zhen said something habitually.

He also did not expect Ping Ze to change his mind.

"Never."

Sure enough, Ping Ze Yu refused Luo Zhen's request with a smile.

Sighing silently, Luo Zhen turned and left.

Sakamoto didn't know if he was going back to the classroom or not, so let's go take a look anyway.

As a result, just after turning the corner, Sakamoto, whose glasses reflected light, appeared in front of Luo Zhen.

"Eh? Sakamoto, why are you here?"

Looking at Sakamoto in surprise, I don't know if it was an illusion, Luo Zhen always felt that he saw a trace of disappointment in Sakamoto's eyes.

It's like eating melons and not eating them.

No, how did I see his eyes?

"It's nothing, let's go buy a drink."

Pushing his glasses slightly, Sakamoto skipped the topic.

Not to mention that he has been peeking here and wants to eat melons.

"Huh? Didn't you buy it?"

Hearing Luo Zhen's puzzled voice, Sakamoto walked away without looking back, even faster than before.

Looking at Sakamoto's back, Luo Zhen slowly made a question mark.

What's the situation?

So many weird things today.

Shaking his head, Luo Zhen quickly followed Sakamoto's footsteps.

When I got back to the classroom, there was still a minute or two before class time.

The students who came back from the office had regained their excitement and started chattering to the people around them.

Don't look at it, it's you, An Yilun.

"I've been running around this weekend and I can't find the girl. I'm so disappointed."

Sitting in the seat, An Yilun was also very sorry.

On Friday night, he met the heroine he liked again, and although it was only a glimpse, he decided that she was the heroine he was looking for.

So he spent all Saturday and Sunday on the road to find the heroine.

As a result, two days were wasted and nothing was found.

"Damn, why did it just disappear in a blink of an eye!"

With his fist clenched, An Yilun also looked quite unwilling.

When he saw the girl, he was a little stunned, and when he recovered, the girl disappeared.

No matter how he looked, he couldn't find it.

"By the way, Luo Zhen, what did you do this weekend?"

For some unknown reason, An Yilun also suddenly threw the topic to Luo Zhen who was thinking about the formula of oolong tea.

This guy has not given up on the idea of ​​La Luozhen entering the society.

So if I have something to do, I want to talk to Luo Zhen to promote the relationship.

"That's a good question."

Staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, Luo Zhen looked at An Yilun and didn't know what to say.

what have i done?

On Saturday, I watched Fantastic Investigator Tom solve anomalous events that left everyone stumped.

Killed a group of Lust Eaters on the road at night.

I was working in the research institute all day on Sunday, and by the way, I was beaten up by a restless ghoul.

By the way, the heroine you met on Friday was also **** by me. She was not very safe along the way, and she was beaten badly by me.

It should be lying on the bench by now, possibly in a can.

Although Luo Zhen wanted to say that, he couldn't.

In the end, a thousand words came together into one sentence:

"sleeping at home."

Just so unpretentious.

Chapter 65 Fujiang! You are awake!

"Eh? Are there any other activities?"

An Yilun also said very exaggeratedly.

The body movements look as comical as the pantomimes of the last century.

Rolling his eyes, Luo Zhen turned his head silently, expressing that he didn't want to pay attention to this fool.

"Actually, I think you can play more games. I have a lot of recommendations here."

Seeing Luo Zhen turn his head away, An Yilun didn't care, and continued to chatter about his favorite games.

From ordinary types of games to slightly colored galgames, he said it again.

While recommending, it also continues to spoil the analysis, adding a lot of personal opinions.

What he didn't notice was that the eyes around him were getting more and more wrong.

The girls who disliked An Yi Lun very much did not say it.

Probably from looking at non-burnable garbage into hazardous garbage.

Some of the boys also looked at An Yi Lun more and more badly.

Their expressions revealed a sentence: Spoiler dog must die!

Apparently, An Yi Lun's reputation in the class also declined once again.

If there is a bottom line for reputation, An Yi Lun has already lost his mind.

'It's so noisy, this guy. ’

Hearing the noise of hundreds of ducks in his ears, Luo Zhen became impatient.

How can this guy say that?

The originally pretty good patience was worn away bit by bit.

On this point alone, An Yi Lun has already surpassed many containment objects.

Finally, Luo Zhen couldn't bear it any longer.

Turning his head expressionlessly, two words of calm came out of Luo Zhen's mouth:

"To shut up."

No anger, no irritability.

It was as if he had simply uttered a word without any meaning.

The small sound was accurately introduced into everyone's ears.

But An Yilun also suddenly felt a sense of panic.

It was as if something dangerous had been provoked.

A familiar fear poured out from his bones, making An Yilun unable to utter a single word.

After shivering, An Yilun, who was stunned, also sat back in her seat embarrassedly.

The surrounding classmates immediately cast an admiring look at Luo Zhen.

It's not a simple character to be able to shut up that An Yilun with just one sentence.

After An Yi Lun also shut up, the surrounding atmosphere was a little silent for a while.

It wasn't just An Yi Lun who was frightened just now, they also felt somewhat uncomfortable.

It wasn't until the teacher walked into the classroom that it gradually returned to normal.

"Huh? Why is it so quiet today?"

The middle-aged teacher, whose hair was gradually thinning, glanced at the students under the stage with some surprise.

When I came to class two days ago, the classroom was always noisy, especially the voices of several boys could be heard across several classrooms.

But it's so quiet today?

"But it doesn't matter to me."

Shrugging, the middle-aged teacher spread out his lesson preparation notes and started the class.