Shaxuli is more interested in Tongsheng and horses.


    Now in her cognition, the images of Tong Sheng and ma have changed again.


    Then she looked at the fried noodles girl, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "this Tongsheng classmate... Doesn''t want to learn Kendo and be a musician?"


    "No, he is obsessed with kendo. In my opinion, music feels like a little hobby of Jianhao to him? You see, in the halberd film, Jianhao can play a flute or something, can''t he? The worst is to take a leaf and blow it. "


    BEIXIANG shaxuli was shocked: "just because of this kind of thing, did you learn the harmonica?"


    "Well, I think so. After all, I''m his childhood sweetheart and I still know him very well. " The fried noodles girl said confidently, and then whispered, "I know better than nantiao and the chairman."


    BEIXIANG shaxuli felt something, but the fried noodles were too fragrant. She didn''t eat breakfast, so she bent her head and took two mouthfuls of fried noodles. When she looked up again, that trace of emotion had disappeared from the fried noodles girl''s face.


    Sha Xuli continued to ask, "so Tongsheng and Ma Xue music are just to make themselves more like swordsmen?"


    "Probably... Right? I think he looked forward to it when he saw the real swordsman, although he directly refused the old man''s request for admission. "


    "That''s it! How can this be? Music should be... Music is not such a superficial thing! "


    The fried noodles girl looked at shaxuli: "er... Sorry, but I don''t think he ma meant to belittle music."


    "Music is!" BEIXIANG shaxuli ignored the fried noodles girl. "Music is a refuge and redemption. It''s not something that talented people can write casually with this joking attitude."


    The first reaction of the fried noodles girl was: "it sounds like the words of those scum male musicians who apologized and repented after cheating and said they would go all out to be addicted to music?"


    Shaxuli in BEIXIANG raised his eyes.


    "No, no, no, that''s not what I''m going to say," the fried noodles girl said quickly. "What I want to say is that he didn''t write casually with Ma. I think he was very serious when he wrote the star. When he wrote the third song, he was still full of tears. That feeling was by no means false. " The fried noodles girl seriously argued for her childhood sweetheart, "maybe you misunderstood my statement. Sorry! "


    BEIXIANG shaxuli gobbled up the fried noodles, put the lunch box back to the counter of the fried noodles stand, took out the money and patted it on the table: "I will confirm it with my own eyes."


    "You..." the fried noodles girl looked at the pile of change on the table. "This... Although we will be very short of change today, your change scared me."


    BEIXIANG shaxuli didn''t say anything and left without looking back.


    **


    Fujii meijiazi looked at the girl leaving and collected the change.


    At this time, the girl in her class leaned over: "who? Is it Tongsheng''s little fan sister? I think she''s just a sophomore. Is that the uniform of Mingcheng primary school? It''s not really the second girl in the middle school, is it? "


    The second grade of middle school in Japan means the second grade of junior middle school. If there is no word "Chinese" in Japanese high school, it is called higher school. It is only translated into high school in order to correspond with China.


    In the design of Japan''s education system, the upper limit for ordinary people is "colleges and universities". In fact, there is no more upward. Those short and large are things in the field of vocational education and parallel expansion of colleges and universities.


    That''s why full-time universities in Japan are so awesome. That''s what they really design to divide classes.


    Junior middle schools in Japan are called secondary schools, which correspond to colleges and universities.


    The original meaning of form 2 refers to the second grade of junior middle school, and then derived the meaning of form 2 disease.


    Fujii meijiazi looked at the back of the girl who had gone away and said, "feeling and horses can always attract people from form two."


    "Eh? Was he interested in the girls in form two? " Meijiazi''s classmate exclaimed, but obviously the middle two refers to age, "is that a crime? Is it really all right not to call the police? "


    "Don''t call the police!" Meijiazi gently pushed her classmate''s waist with her elbow.


    **


    Shaxuli in BEIXIANG came to the third floor and found that the door of class B in the third year had been blocked by reporters. Like her, ordinary visitors who wanted to see the martial arts performance of Tongsheng and Ma''s class could only stand aside from a distance.


    In the three year, people in class A had a business sense. They put a plastic foam box in the hallway with a pile of popsicles in it.


    "Popsicle! Selling popsicles! 200 yen a piece! " There was a fashionable boy with a fashionable head, sitting on a bench and sitting around a foam plastic box.


    Judging from the stack of banknotes in his hand, business is good.


    BEIXIANG shaxuli was about to buy a popsicle when another boy ran over with an iron box containing cookies and put it at the boy''s feet.


    "No, the whole school can''t change coins. Each family doesn''t have much change."


    "What about the sleeping trough?" The boy Hawking looked at the empty iron box, "there''s no change. We''ve taken out all the coins in the pockets of the whole class."


    "You can only stop selling without giving coins." The boy who just went to change coins put one hand on his waist and said, "or pack and sell five together and charge 1000 yen notes." BEIXIANG shaxuli pinched two hundred yuan coins from his pocket, went to them and held out his hand: "I want a popsicle."“ Sleeping trough, goddess! " The Hawking boy exaggerated the way, took the coin and opened the foam box. "I''ll take the most ice from the bottom." No, it started to melt for me. I can''t eat anything too cold. It''s bad for my throat. "“ Ah, I''m sorry. " The boy didn''t care much about the last sentence. He took one from the top of the foam box and handed it to Sha Xu Li. Shaxuli licked the popsicle and carefully let the licked water warm in his mouth before swallowing it. The reporters seem to have no intention of giving in at all. It seems that ordinary people can''t see the first performance of class B in three years. Shaxuli decided to go elsewhere to pass the time. The leaflet she just got seems to say that there will be students'' free talent show in the auditorium, and the band of the school''s student group is on the program list. Although the level of student bands is mostly like that, sometimes we can see very powerful rare species. For example, the trio who appeared on the stage at the cultural festival of the high school affiliated to Fengcheng university last year has now become a legend among music lovers. It is said that the three of them have never appeared on the stage together again, and two of them have been promoted to the same department of Fengcheng University. BEIXIANG shaxuli thought that maybe she could witness a wave of legends in beige this time... As soon as she was leaving, she heard a very angry female voice coming from class B of three years - although the volume was so loud that the whole corridor could be heard clearly, it wouldn''t make people feel that this person''s voice was very impolite. BEIXIANG shaxuli knew that this woman had practiced“ Give way! Our performance is open to everyone. You''re blocking the road. What do others think? For the Cultural Festival, there is no audience under the age of 20 in the classroom. What''s the matter? " Obviously, the reporters didn''t eat this set. Someone asked loudly, "are you yuzao of Shengong temple? Your home is the famous and fruit shop, isn''t it? " Before the reporter''s voice fell, a deafening roar came from class B in three years: "they all said to make way for me! Why don''t you listen to people! I shouted so loudly that the tone had changed! " Shaxuli in BEIXIANG was shocked. As soon as she heard it, she knew that the woman had been trained in professional contralto. The roar made the windows in the corridor buzzing. The journalists who had just made a noise were forcibly pushed back by pure and loud violence. Shaxuli in BEIXIANG found a road leading to class B classroom for three years in front of him. Just like Moses divided the sea. She trotted into the classroom.