The king of training starting from Sakurasou

Usually the rooftop was deserted. She learned the news from other people and walked up the stairs, occasionally saying hello to the students who recognized her.

Soon, Yangcai came to the door of the rooftop.

The door was slightly open, so she went straight outside without thinking much.

Today's weather is good, bathed in warm sunshine, Haruna lifts her wind-blown hair, and the remaining depression is gone.

Spreading out the cloth wrapping the lunch box and spreading it on the ground, Hina sat down and opened the lunch box, and was about to enjoy it when she suddenly heard a gentle knocking sound coming from the side of the rooftop.

Feeling strange yet familiar, she leaned out and looked around the corner.

Hey, Haasegawa-san?

Where he saw it, Senryu Hanasegawa was eating bread and typing with one hand. Hina didn't expect to see him here.

Qianliu turned to look at her and said nothing, but Hina took the initiative to come closer.

I heard from Teacher Chihiro, you must be Teacher Haasegawa. She seemed to be very curious: There was a genius light novelist among the students who were preparing to take up the post of hearing teacher a few days ago, so I bought your work and read it. , are you writing a new work?

Because the distance was closer, Qianliu could smell the fragrance coming from her body.

Well, that's pretty much it. I plan to make this new work into an animated movie.

Qianliu had this idea before. It wouldn't take long to make Garden of Words into an animated movie, less than an hour.

When the time comes, please ask Misaki and the others, a few people will be able to complete the mission.

After all, Misaki can complete a thirty-minute animated movie by herself. As long as she is given time, maybe she can do it alone.

I am a studio by myself!

Hey, it's an animated movie. Hina opened her beautiful eyes wide, seeming to be looking forward to it even more than him.

Are you going to eat bread for lunch? Seeing him silently writing, Yang Nai couldn't help but feel like a teacher caring about his students.

That's enough. School will be over soon in the afternoon. Qianliu replied calmly.

In District 11, there are six classes a day, four in the morning, one fifty-minute class, one hour in total including break time, a lunch break of about forty minutes, and two classes in the afternoon.

In other words, most of the time for finishing schoolwork is at 3:30 in the afternoon, followed by club activity time.

So Qianliu was not going to waste time on lunch. By the way, he was from the Home Club.

Is that so... Yang Nai said silently.

She originally wanted to ask if she wanted to try her bento, since she hadn't used it yet, but then she thought about the unfamiliar relationship between the two, so she gave up.

After finishing the bread in two or three mouthfuls, Qianliu began to concentrate on typing.

…

Have we met somewhere?

Huh?...No.

What happened? Why so suddenly? Judging from the expression on this kid's face, could he be trying to strike up a conversation with me? When he thought of this, Xueye's tone unconsciously turned cold.

Ah, I'm sorry, I got the wrong person.

The young man apologized in embarrassment and lowered his head in shame. Seeing him like this, Xueye was relieved, so he answered with a gentle tone and a smile that it was okay.

It seems that he really recognized the wrong person.

Xueye took another sip of beer, and faint thunder sounded in the distance, as if there was a force guiding her to secretly look at the boy while drinking beer.

…

Not daring to make any noise to disturb him in his creative state, Hina silently ate her lunch while quietly peeking at the text moving on the screen.

It doesn't look like a fantasy work.

She murmured in her heart that all the information she knew about Hanase River was told to her by Chihiro, and she had no idea about the type of new work announced online.

I wanted to ask, but what if it disturbs the author's inspiration?

Therefore, she was careful when eating lunch, like a hamster eating secretly.

You don't have to be afraid of disturbing me. Qianliu suddenly spoke without looking away.

He just thinks there are too many people in the classroom and likes to find a quiet place. This little noise can't affect him.

Oh. Yangcai relaxed a little after hearing this, and then tried again: Well, after you finish writing your new work, can you show it to me?

Of course there is no problem. What is written is for people to read. Otherwise, why would I write it?

Almost agreeing without hesitation, Qianliu clasped his fingers, this gesture was a bit tiring. *

Chapter 31 Qianliu’s goal

To be honest, if you type on the keyboard for a long time, your finger joints are prone to problems.

After Qianliu finishes writing a paragraph, he often takes a break and stretches his fingers.

Taking this opportunity, he handed her the laptop. What he had written now was a draft, and he would check for any deficiencies when he went back in the evening.

Well, I've only finished two chapters. If you want to read it, just read it.

Standing up to look at the distant scenery from the rooftop, Qianliu stretched. Now that the spring break was over, the cherry blossom trees near the school were in full bloom, with pink and white cherry blossom petals flying everywhere.

Although it is very beautiful, it takes a lot of hard work from the people cleaning it.

Wait, you dropped your phone.

The moment Qianliu stood up, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly fell out and landed on the side of Hina's leg.

Maybe it fell and hit somewhere, but the touch screen smartphone screen suddenly lit up. Hina picked up the phone and was about to hand it to him.

Unexpectedly, after seeing the background image that lit up the screen, I couldn't help but be stunned. This is...

In the background picture of the mobile phone, she was drunk and lying on the table with blurred eyes, her mouth pouted and her hands stretched out as if coquettishly, and the direction of her hands was Chihiro Sengoku, who was posing backwards for a selfie.

Qianliu hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter yet, and he still felt strange why Teacher Harina had stopped moving with his hands raised. When his eyes touched the mobile phone screen, the corners of his mouth twitched subconsciously.

That guy Qianxun actually fulfilled his promise.

When exactly?

Suddenly recalling Chihiro's unusual behavior this morning, he immediately judged that it was definitely that time. After all, there was no such background picture yesterday. Unfortunately, he had not used his mobile phone since he left the house in the morning, otherwise he would have replaced it long ago. I won't wait until now.