Chapter 551 You Still Say You Are a Good Person?

The boy who got off the car looked around with a warm look in his eyes. He seemed to be one with the sun, dazzling but making people want to get close to him. When his eyes touched them, the girls in the Kendo Club of Haibin High School lowered their heads in embarrassment, but after a moment, they raised their heads with red faces and looked at the handsome guy who suddenly appeared with amazing bright eyes.

As the leaders, Michiyo and Yuzawa were also shocked by the aura of this boy. It’s not that they have never taken a car before. Both of them have good family conditions, and their cars are more upscale than the black Toyota in front of them. But they took the car just to use the vehicle to pass, and the boy in front of them made them feel that it was an honor for this car to serve him.

Not to mention that when the boy got off the car, the door of the cab was immediately opened, and the driver, who was dressed in a black suit and had an extremely strong physique, stood at attention behind the boy. Then he stared at them closely, and his eyes were fierce as if he wanted to kill all the people standing in front of him and spread them into a carpet so that the boy would not step on his shoes.

Obviously, he looked young in both his outfit and his face, and he was clearly a boy of the same age as himself. However, Yuzawa assured that neither the principal of their Seaside High School nor the senior executives of the Ministry of Culture who visited the school last time had a more frightening aura than this boy. It was as if... the other party was not on the same level as himself.

The person who came was naturally Hojo Kyosuke. Although he had decided not to participate in the training early on, as a director, how could he not even show his face? Moreover, this was not only a training for the joint kendo clubs of the four schools, but also a gathering of runaway angels.

With his eyesight, he saw a group of people wandering at the door while he was still a long way from the dojo. Although they were not wearing school uniforms, the bags containing bamboo swords were embroidered with school emblems, and he knew their identities from this.

But... since we are already here, why don't we go in? Are you embarrassed?

That's right. Xisaki's information said that the Kendo Club of Seaside High School has no presence in the school. Not to mention performing well in the national competition, last year they couldn't even get five regular players together. It would be enough if the girls were included, but there was no mixed competition.

I guess it's because of this reason that you are embarrassed because of excitement now? At the same time, you don't dare to go in because you don't have experience?

After thinking this through, Hojo Kyosuke, as the host, smiled and said:

"Is it everyone from Seaside High School? I'm Hojo Kyosuke, the head of the Sobu High School Kendo Club. Please give me your guidance."

This sentence was like a magical potion, warming up the tense atmosphere instantly. Several people from Seaside High School made a "relieved" gesture without concealing it.

"Well, um, oh, I'm Michiyo Yanagi, the head of the Seaside High School Kendo Club. Please give me your guidance."

Michiyo stood at attention and bowed 90 degrees to Hojo Kyosuke while speaking. Following closely behind him were Tamasawa Shun and the other members of the Kendo Club. When introducing themselves, they all bowed 90 degrees, with extremely respectful attitudes. If the cheating male star could apologize so sincerely, he would definitely be forgiven even if he had ten legs.

Seeing the large black back of the head in front of him, Hojo Kyousuke was stunned. What is this? Have you also joined the runaway angels? But didn’t I forbid such a big bow?

In fact, when she bent down, Michiyo had already realized that something was wrong. What was she doing? She subconsciously treated the other party as a big shot and couldn’t help but bow.

Fortunately, this meeting ceremony was extremely smooth. After standing up, everyone’s expressions were very natural except for the elite Tamasawa Shun.

"Oh~ Are you the director of Sobu High School? I'm the cadre of the student council, and I'll be in charge of the plan this time..."

As if he felt embarrassed by bowing just now, Tamasawa Shun went all out. Previously, he sandwiched an English word in a sentence, but now he sandwiched three or four Japanese words in an English sentence. The hand spinning the wheel in front of his chest also started at full power, as if it had become a rotary engine.

Hojo Kyosuke opened his mouth slightly and blinked, not quite understanding the situation. This... is he rolling a Rasengan? Is this person from Earth? He looked past the man in front of him who didn't seem to speak Japanese well and looked at the people behind him. Facing his gaze, Michiyo and the members all turned their heads away with red faces.

Damn, the embarrassment has been brought to other schools.

I'm going to die. Hojo-san doesn't think that everyone in our school is weird like Tamasawa?

Ahhhh, no, I'm going to be hated.

The girls looked at each other and saw the murderous intent and regret in each other's eyes.

Why, why didn't you kill Tamazawa before Hojo-san came!

Several girls blushed, and felt that their ladylike image had been completely lost.

Looking at the appearance of Michiyo and the others, Hojo Kyosuke figured out everything after a brief thought.

Haibin High School is a comprehensive high school, and it also has an international education class, which means that the students are either rich or noble, either returnees or are about to go abroad. The student in front of him, Tamazawa, must be someone who has lived abroad since childhood, so he is not familiar with Japanese.

Thinking of this, he showed an understanding smile and said:

"Oh~~That explains it, Welcome to..."

Since this classmate Tamazawa is not good at Japanese, just communicate with him in English. You must take good care of these classmates who feel at home. You were so nervous before, so you must be more relaxed after hearing the familiar language, right?

With this idea in mind, fluent English continued to spit out from Hojo Kyosuke's mouth. Originally, he just relied on his excellent brain power to memorize all English words and grammar to cope with the exam. After he got the artistic talent, his language also became a talent. When he spoke foreign languages, even Mr. Spencer, a genuine British, had to praise him.

At this time, he spoke English quickly and well, and there was an inexplicable charm, as if he was playing the violin.

Sanchiyo, who hid her face and was ashamed to see people, turned around and looked at Hojo Kyosuke who suddenly spoke English in amazement. The reactions of the other girls were not much better. They all opened their mouths slightly and were at a loss.

Then everyone looked at Tamasawa Shun, and saw that this elite who was very good at English was also surprised and opened his mouth wide. His hands that were rubbing the Rasengan also stopped, and the sweater on his shoulders was loose and about to fall off.

This...

What is Hojo doing?

Michiyo looked at the deputy director, Saimyouji Mizukin, and asked with her eyes.

Saimyouji Mizukin, the girl who regretted not killing Tamasawa Shun earlier. At this moment, she also responded with her eyes:

Maybe, probably, Hojo wanted to tell Tamasawa through such behavior that you should not embarrass yourself in front of him with your English level?

Michiyo suddenly realized that this was the case. Judging from Tamasawa's performance, this trick was really effective! Why didn't I think of it?

He thought for less than half a second and got the answer. He couldn't even recognize all the words that Tamasawa said, so what English was he dreaming about.

Hojo Kyosuke said a lot of polite words, using a lot of British slang learned from Mr. Spencer, which was full of wit and humor, trying to make this overseas student feel the warmth of home.

Yusheng Jun frowned and his mouth trembled. He tried his best to focus all his attention on his ears, trying his best to understand what the director said, but the more he listened, the redder his face became.

Even though Sanchiyo and the others were tortured by Yusheng's inexplicable way of speaking before, they couldn't help but feel pity when they saw his embarrassing look.

I must learn English well and speak to Yusheng in English in the future!

The eyes of the group were shining, waiting to see Yusheng's joke and how he would leave the stage. Should he pretend to understand? Or apologize directly?

"That..."

Tamanawa's face flushed, and his two rotor engine hands were no longer rubbing the Rasengan in front of his chest, but were hanging on both sides of his body, rubbing his pants anxiously:

"I'm very sorry, I didn't hear it clearly, can you please repeat it? It would be better if you can speak slower."

He bowed and shouted loudly, and after he finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and opened the recording software. It seemed that he was ready to understand what Hojo Kyousuke said even if he had to look up the dictionary.

This unexpected words and behavior made Sanchiyo and others stunned, and then they stood in awe. Just like before, after saying useless nonsense but taking the initiative to die, Tamawa's behavior this time was completely worthy of his status as a student union elite. If you don't know, you don't know, don't hide it but learn humbly.

But... will you die if you speak Japanese obediently because you are not good at English? !

Vice Minister Ximingsi Mikino rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Hojo Kyosuke raised his eyebrows, feeling speechless and amused. He said with a twitch of his mouth:

"Sorry, sorry, I thought that Tamazawa-san was back from abroad, so I spoke in English. I was just welcoming you, and I didn't say anything important."

"Hahahahaha——"Xn

Hearing this, the people in the Kendo Club of Seaside High School laughed out loud, and Tamazawa's already red face began to turn black.

Hojo Kyosuke waved his arm at the driver Hirata Shuntaka, signaling him to drive in first, and then looked at the people from Seaside High School and said:

"Let's go, let's go in, the training ground is inside."

"Yeah~~"

Several girls including Ximing Temple agreed happily, and followed Hojo Kyosuke happily without even looking at their department leader.

However, when they arrived at the door, the eyes of the group still unconsciously drifted to the motorcycles on both sides. Hojo Kyosuke noticed and explained casually:

"People from the other two schools have already arrived, and they rode these motorcycles here."

"Oh, so that's how it is."

Sanchiyo breathed a sigh of relief, and the others also looked like they had scared themselves.

It turned out to be just a means of transportation for members of the kendo clubs of other schools.

Ah... What the hell!

Whose serious high school student rides such an unserious motorcycle? Shouldn't he just ride a bicycle with an engine? Where can he get the money to buy so much gasoline!

Sanchiyo's heart tightened again, but looking at the steady and gentle Hojo classmate in front of him, he didn't say anything, but just casually shared some things about his school.

Before they knew that this dojo was very large outside, they found that they had underestimated it when they really walked in. A huge blue bungalow was located in the middle, the kind of karate dojo and kendo dojo that often appear in anime, made of wood, with a hollow bottom. There should have been some landscape trees around the house, but now there is only compacted land, it seems that the renovation has not been completed yet.

The open space is beyond imagination. It feels like it won’t be crowded for a formula racing competition. The reason why I think of racing is because in addition to the black car that just brought Hojo Kyosuke over, there are also several similar cars parked in the open space in front of the dojo. A dark car. In addition, there are more than a dozen motorcycles that look like money at first sight.

"So beautiful~" Saimeiji Mizukin exclaimed in a low voice.

The motorcycles in the dojo are completely different from the ones outside. The ones outside would make little girls scared, but the ones here would make them exclaim.

As we all know, although two-wheeled knights inevitably perform 720-degree spins in the air, their appeal to ignorant girls is no less than rap. Driving a car worth 200,000 yuan may make you a poor man, but riding a motorcycle worth 20,000 yuan can make an ignorant girl put her arms around your waist.

"These were also brought here by a few people from the school's kendo club." Hojo Kyosuke smiled again.

Parked outside are the cars of ordinary members, while those inside are those of cadres and above. The order of the organization has always been reflected in various details.

After Kisaki opened up some ways to make money, the members of the Angry Angels who could only work as scalpers to earn gas money also earned a lot more. Some people chose to run on non-mainstream roads, while others followed the footsteps of Hojo Kyosuke and set their sights. I turned to the "heretics" whose aesthetics were more skewed towards normal people, and changed my motorcycle.

"If you like, you can let them take you for a ride later."

After Hojo Kyosuke finished speaking, he couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up. He is really a good boss who thinks about his subordinates all the time. These girls from the kendo club of Seaside High School are all growing up pretty well. If Hata Goro and the others work hard, they might be able to get out of singlehood and bid farewell to their dark history.

But this girl is still a little lacking...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Minister Michiyo angrily, "It's all your fault for not working hard!"

"Is it really possible?"

"Can I allow Minister Hojo to ride a bicycle?"

"I want it too, I want Minister Hojo to ride a bicycle too!"

The girls, led by Ximeiji Mizukin, shouted in surprise.

The liveliness of the girls put Hojo Kyosuke in a good mood. He used a gentle tone like an elder to talk casually, saying that his riding skills were not good. Then he looked at Michiyo Yanagi and said:

"Minister Michiyo, take this opportunity to work hard to hone your skills. Recruit more members next year, and we will train together again!"

Michiyo, who was also looking at those handsome motorcycles with an envious expression, came to his senses. Although he didn't know why Hojo-san said this, he still nodded vigorously and replied loudly:

"Um!"

While several people were talking, the wooden door of the dojo suddenly opened on both sides.

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