Chapter 1566 Please Answer, Nakamura Takashi!

"Senior Nakamura, I don't like making jokes like this." Faced with Nakamura Takashi's "joke", Li Xuehao frowned, "Class is about to start, won't you go back to your school building?"

"Manaka, you haven't answered me yet. Are you going to visit Master Ueshiba at my home, or are you going to visit Master Ueshiba at your home? If I don't get the answer, I won't leave!" Nakamura Takashi said firmly. Before coming, he and his sister Master Ueshiba also promised that he would complete the task. If he hasn't done it now, how could he leave?

"Then you come with me to the first-grade school building." Li Xuehao was noncommittal. Of course he wouldn't be threatened by him, so just follow him if you like.

After changing into indoor shoes, Li Xuehao went upstairs, and Nakamura Takashi actually followed him, showing no intention of leaving.

Walking into the classroom of Class C, the arrival of Nakamura Takashi immediately caused a small sensation. As the director of the judo club, he is tall and handsome and has always been the admiration of many little girls in the school. However, Nakamura Takashi is a senior in the third grade, and he is still a popular figure on campus, so even the little girls who admire him don't usually have many opportunities to interact with them. Occasionally, he needs help from others to send love letters.

Now that they are able to have such close contact with Nakamura-senpai, the little girls in the class are not calm.

"Nakamura-senpai."

"It's Nakamura-senpai here."

"Ah, Nakamura-senpai——"

Screams came one after another, and bold girls gradually gathered around, staring at Nakamura Takashi one by one, their eyes began to shine.

Li Xuehao calmly returned to his seat and handed Nakamura Takashi to a group of little girls. In fact, this was not the first time Nakamura Takashi came to Class C. He had been here when he tried to invite him to join the judo club. Li Xuehao I remember that I helped many girls forward love letters to him.

"Hello." Facing a group of "eager" little girls, Nakamura Takashi looked very calm and showed a sunny smile. He seemed to have been used to this kind of scene and had a set of skillful ways to deal with it.

"Hello, Nakamura-senpai!" The girls became even more excited, and his friendly gesture also caused some shy girls to gather around him. In the blink of an eye, Nakamura Takashi was surrounded by more than ten or twenty girls.

This scene made the boys around him envious, but they could only feel jealous in their hearts. After all, he was a third-year senior and the director of the judo club.

"Can I ask you a favor? Do you have any extra desks that you can lend me?" Nakamura Takashi, who smiled brightly, showed two rows of white teeth, which made a girl who was easily excited almost fainted. .

"I."

"I!"

"I……"

Almost all the girls raised their hands and gave up their seats even if they had no place to sit.

With so many people raising their hands at the same time, Nakamura Takashi hesitated for a moment and finally chose a petite girl with twin tails.

"Yeah -" the little girl with twin ponytails screamed excitedly, feeling flattered and flushed. Not knowing where the courage came from, he suddenly pounced on Nakamura Takashi, wrapped his arms around his waist, and held him tightly.

This sudden move made the girls around him look angry and jealous, and almost violently pulled the girl with her twin tails apart.

But Nakamura Takashi was present, and the girls didn't want to be too rude and make him annoying, so they suppressed their jealousy.

Nakamura Takashi's body froze when he was "sneakly attacked", but he immediately calmed down and reached out to gently pat the girl with ponytails on the back to show her generosity.

The other girls were jealous again.

Li Xuehao was sitting in his seat, occasionally taking a glance at the girl with twin tails. She was petite and had such a unique hairstyle. She looked very similar to Nanako, the apprentice president. This was probably why Nakamura Takashi would choose her. The reason is, after all, what Nakamura Takashi likes is listening to Neko Nanako, but he just confessed and was rejected.

After the "interaction" with the girls, Nakamura Takashi moved the desk of the girl with double ponytails and placed it behind someone. He sat down by himself, seeming to be really ready for a "long-term battle."

Li Xuehao ignored him. When class started, Teacher Furukawa would let him understand that it was not easy to be a student in Class C for a first year.

Not long after, the school bell rang.

The head teacher, Mr. Furukawa, walked in. He was about fifty years old, bald and wearing a pair of glasses with lenses as thick as the bottom of bottles. His decadent image was very unique. Although he had a bald spot in the middle of his head, his hair around it was neatly and meticulously combed.

Wearing a gray long-sleeved shirt and dark trousers, he looks like someone who came from the Showa 1950s and 1960s (the 1970s and 1980s), old-fashioned and serious.

Standing on the podium, he glanced slightly and soon discovered something unusual in the classroom. He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at Nakamura Takashi in the last row calmly: "It seems that there is a new classmate today. Yeah?"

The students below didn't dare to talk nonsense, and the girls couldn't help but worry about Nakamura Takashi.

However, Nakamura Takashi did not feel any uneasiness. He stood up and bowed: "Hello, Mr. Furukawa, I am Nakamura Takashi."

"It's Nakamura-san." Teacher Furukawa pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose again, looked at him carefully, then waved his hand and said, "Sit down."

"Yes!" Nakamura Takashi sat down, but he obviously didn't realize what would happen next.

Li Xuehao, who was sitting in front of him, sympathized with him. Although Mr. Furukawa was rigid and serious, he was actually not as meticulous as he appeared on the outside. He had many ways to "deal with" students like Nakamura Takashi who randomly destroyed other people's classes.

"Then let's continue with the ancient poem we didn't finish yesterday, "Spring Dawn." Mr. Nakamura, please memorize it first." Teacher Furukawa opened the textbook and without any hesitation, directly named Nakamura Takashi.

"Ah?" Nakamura Takashi was dumbfounded. Are you asking him to recite ancient poems?

"Nakamura-san?" Mr. Furukawa on the podium looked at him, and other students in the class also looked over. Many of the boys were gloating about his misfortune.

Nakamura Takashi had to stand up, as stupid as a piece of wood. Generally speaking, people who are strong in sports will be poor in cultural classes, and Nakamura Takashi is no exception. He is a judo master, and he is also a celebrity at Sakurano High School, but when it comes to cultural classes, don't look at the seniors who are already in the third grade. , even compared to some first-year freshmen, it is not much higher.

Ask him to recite ancient poems, how could he possibly recite them? He wasn't even sure if he had learned this ancient poem about spring.