Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

With a pair of dead fish eyes hanging, Luo Zhen asked.

Why does this guy seem to have endless energy.

It feels more noisy than the husky that has been demolished.

"I saw a great light novel yesterday!"

"so what?"

"I have more than one book here, I can give it to you, you can read it when you have time, this book is really good!"

"no thank you."

Luo Zhen immediately said that he did not need it.

He doesn't read such light novels much, let alone physical books.

The physical books on Luo Zhen's bookshelf are all kinds of messy books that he has never read.

You ask him what books are on the shelf and he can't tell.

"It's okay! I still have several books over there!"

Excitedly, he took out the book that was originally intended to be brought to the school from his bag, and An Yilun also shoved it directly into Luo Zhen's arms.

In order to prevent Luo Zhen from regretting it, he even trotted away.

Looking at the book in his hand, Luo Zhen resisted the urge to smash this thing on the back of An Yi Lun's head and put the book in his bag.

Give it to him after school.

After arriving at school, an accident happened.

An Yilun didn't show up until class, and even the teacher didn't know where he went.

"What's up with this guy?"

I took out my phone and looked at it, there was no news from the institute.

Luo Zhen thought that An Yilun also encountered some containment and was cleared of memory.

But for now, that doesn't seem to be the case.

'New news. ’

Just when Luo Zhen was about to put the phone back in his bag, news from the institute came.

The general meaning is that An Yilun is also an idiot who has been sleepwalking while riding because of lack of sleep.

As a result, he accidentally planted his head in the flower bed, and should be staying in the hospital now.

"genius."

Putting the phone back in the bag, Luo Zhen's mood was quite complicated.

He really didn't expect this kind of thing that happens very frequently in light novels to actually appear in reality.

After class, Luo Zhen read this light novel called "Metronome in Love", and he was really at a loss for words.

Naturally, he knew about this light novel, the one from Ban Xiazhiqiu Shiyu.

Luo Zhen expressed no feelings for this kind of love light novel.

Can't see it at all.

"Hey, Luo Zhen, who are you?"

Kono Sakura's point of view just happened to see Luo Zhen's light novel on the table, and he was a little surprised for a while.

Did Luo Zhen also read light novels?

"This book is not mine, it's An Yi Lun's."

"That guy had to put it on me and said he wanted me to see it."

He threw the book into An Yi Lun's table, Luo Zhen explained.

To An Yi Lun's blessing, now the whole general Wu Gao's attitude towards otaku is very subtle.

When it comes to otaku, you will think: annoying, low emotional intelligence, a lot of things.

These are all characteristics of An Yi Lun himself, but he successfully equates these characteristics with otaku.

Also quite strong.

"Is that so, it really looks like something An Yi-san would do."

Nodding clearly, Kono Sakura expressed her understanding.

That An Yilun also let everyone know what otaku's obsession with light novels is at the previous freshman welcome meeting.

Collection, recommendation, reading, spare.

Even people who don't pay much attention know this.

"But An Yi didn't come today."

"It doesn't matter if you don't come."

Shrugging, Luo Zhen had no intention of keeping the book.

Although you can learn from An Yilun, you can also use this book to get close to Shiyu of Kasumigaoka.

But again, it's not necessary.

There is a high probability that Luo Zhen will not have any relationship beyond friendship with these everyday girls.

In the research institute, Joseph was still persistently smashing the Polaroid.

Each time he felt as if he was close to finding the opponent's base, but every time.

The things that come out are also strange.

"calm."

Patting his face, Joseph forced himself to calm down.

Using Hermit Purple for a long time made Joseph a little irritable.

Chapter 79 Lost Three Lost Four Ping Zewei

During the break of the third class in the morning, Luo Zhen was chatting casually with Sakamoto.

They had small differences of opinion on certain things.

"I personally think that most high school students still lack the ability to make independent judgments."

As a serious high school student, Sakamoto said so.

The original reason was that Luo Zhen complained that the current high school students didn't know what to think, and it was very troublesome.

Sakamoto said that this is normal. The biggest characteristics of high school students are their mature bodies and imperfect judgments of good and evil, as well as hormones that are nowhere to be released.

It's normal to be impulsive every now and then.

Luo Zhen agrees with most of Sakamoto's views, but has some objections on the lack of self-judgment ability of high school students.

"If you push back ten years, I agree with you very much, but in this information age, high school students are exposed to all kinds of information on the Internet every day, and they already have their own way of judging some things."

Luo Zhen spread his hands and said.

It is not ruled out that some high school students will indeed be relatively simple, but most high school students have long been unrelated to simplicity.

Maybe because of their social experience, they look silly and sweet, and once they step into society, they will be beaten by some old fried dough sticks.

But after they got through the initial discomfort, most of them were mature.

In other words, they just do have a little bit of experience.

At least Luo really thinks so.

If nothing else, those blackened middle school teens are full of great truths and all kinds of dark sides.

It's stupid, but at least it has some relevant knowledge.

The two argued for a while, but in the end neither convinced the other.

Because of class.

Taking the steps of not recognizing six relatives, the middle-aged teacher walked into the classroom with a spring breeze.

It was obvious that he was in a very good mood today.

"Cough cough, everyone be quiet, we will have class next."

Clearing his throat, the middle-aged teacher tried to return to his usual expressionless face.

But the corners of his mouth that rose wildly were completely uncontrollable.

"Teacher, did something good happen to you?"

Tobe Sho, who is usually more evasive on weekdays, suddenly asked.

This role is usually present in every class.

Their grades are average, maybe even a little bad.

I usually want to do everything except study.

Occasionally, during class, I would pick up the conversation and say some one-liners.

But the relationship with the teacher is good.

Tobu Sho is almost like this role in the class.

Although the relationship with the teacher is not very good, the teacher does not dislike this quiet "bad boy".

"Ahaha, is it so obvious?"

The usually boring teacher stood on the podium and said with a smile:

"It was indeed a very happy thing."

In fact, his daughter, who has been worrying since graduation, suddenly came to him today with a cake and wished him a happy birthday.

Only at this time did the middle-aged teacher remember that today was his birthday.

Since his daughter was born, he has never had a birthday since he took up the responsibility of supporting the family.

In a flash, so many years have passed.

Holding the book with some emotion, the middle-aged teacher is ready to start the class.

"Huh? Classmate Anyi didn't come today?"

Looking at An Yilun's empty seat, the middle-aged teacher was a little puzzled.

"Teacher, An Yi has gone to the hospital."

After waiting for a few seconds, Luo Zhen raised his hand and said after finding that no one said that An Yilun also asked for leave.

It stands to reason that the monitor should receive relevant notifications, why not?

Could it be that the idiot didn't call the teacher?

Considering the IQ of that idiot, it seems possible.

Sighing, Luo Zhen was silent.

"That's it."

Nodding, the middle-aged teacher did not ask more.

He's in a pretty good mood today, and he doesn't really want to pay attention to An Yilun as a student.

I didn't listen to lectures in class, I was perfunctory in homework after class, and there were large blanks in the exam papers.

For this student, the teacher said let him go.

During the lunch break, a small round head appeared at the back door of the classroom.

"Xiaozhen! Xiaozhen!"

Hearing this voice, Luo Zhen put down the bread in his hand.

Why are you here again?