"That's the matter about dating..." Lance wouldn't have given such an obvious opportunity to let it fool you in the jokes of Zhonghong Yuya.

Even if this date can’t be exchanged for anything, it’s still a big deal to strengthen the understanding of each other.

But anyway, I am idle and can’t beat the child. Isn’t it okay to tease the girl as his clone?

"Boys who don't understand interest can't get girls like them." Yua Nakanua reminded helplessly.

"But boys who don't know how to take the initiative to attack will find it difficult to catch up with the girl they like." Lance responded without any weakness.

"That's better than being hated by a girl you like."

"How can you know if you don't have more contact with each other? Is it really annoying?"

"A man who holds his mind to the point of talking will not be liked by girls."

Lance was not going to argue with her anymore, so he asked directly to the person involved Meng Huang Fanmei: "Meng Huang, what do you mean?"

"I, this..." Meng Huang Fanmi looked at Lance, then looked at Yuya Nakaro next to her, then looked at her own person involved, Ren Lan Chuan Ren, shouted "I don't know" and ran back with her face covering her face.

There is no way. When things come here, Lance can't really chase after the other party's desk, right?

Not only did he seem to be very ill-equipped, but he also seemed to have never seen a woman before, so he could only shrugg and return to his seat and sit down.

"Awesome!" A male classmate sitting near him said with a thumbs-up to Lance.

...

Then the course continues.

society.

Chemical.

art.

Finally, during another break, Lance discovered a new opportunity-

I stood up, left the classroom quietly, followed a figure in front of me and walked towards the girls' toilet in the teaching building...

Of course, Lance's purpose is not really a girl's toilet, but a party who is heading to the girl's toilet - he rejected Lance's request to exchange numbers in clear words, one of the three heroines in the original work.

So after following to a certain position, Lance stopped decisively, leaned against the wall of the corridor, and waited for Zhonghong Youya's return.

Fortunately, the time was not very long. In just a few minutes, Zhonghong Yuya, wearing a school uniform and wearing black silk, walked out of the bathroom with white indoor rubber-soled shoes under her feet and walked back to the class where Lance was now in.

Of course, I also saw Lance who appeared here for some unknown reason. I didn't say much, and walked straight past Lance like I was treating an ordinary strange classmate.

After only two steps, I had to stop.

"So what do you want to say?" Yua Nakanua asked back with a gesture of her back to Lance.

"It's nothing, I just want to make friends with you, classmate Zhonghong." Lance walked to Zhonghong Yuya and smiled.

"In this despicable way?" Nakahong Yuya turned his head and looked at Lance who had already come to her and sneered.

"Is it despicable? So what if it's despicable? As long as the goal can be achieved, it is not unacceptable to be despicable." Lance said calmly.

"You are right. In the adult world, as long as you can achieve your goal, even if the methods are more despicable, it is understandable. But don't you think you have found the wrong person?" Yuya Nakaku shook her head and said sarcastically.

"oh?"

"Yes, I am the drag blogger on the ins with the ID named **. But who else knows about this except you?" Yuya Nakara said calmly: "No one knows it. Even if you hadn't used hackers to crack the login IP when I posted online, and then tracked down my mobile number. Just based on the pictures I posted online that had not been exposed, who would believe that it was me?"

"No one! So even if you spread them out, it will not have any impact on me. Instead, it may help me gather a group of popular fans and keep my extra income increasing."

"Now, do you still think your threat is useful to me?" Yuya Naka turned around and faced Lance and questioned.

"You said too, I locked your mobile phone number. So, you said, besides using it to confirm your identity, will I have done other things with it?" Lance was not panicked at all, and still looked confident and said in a low voice.

"What do you mean?" Yuya Nakam frowned uncontrollably after hearing this and said in a deep voice.

"There are some in your mobile phone private photo album, not only the pictures you posted on the Internet, but also many official treasures that make people shine." Lance smiled and revealed the mystery.

"You! Despicable!" Zhonghong Yuya said.

"You have scolded me just now." Lance responded.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Yuya Nakam asked.

"I said, I want to be friends with you, to be the kind of good friend who can talk about everything and be close to you." Lance whispered.

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell Teacher Aomo Weizi?" Yuya Nakaho fought back at the end.

"Yes, as long as you are not afraid of those private photos being posted online and being seen by students in the school..."

“…”

"Then, I'll just pretend you agree." Lance patted Zhonghong Yuya's shoulder and chuckled: "Now go back to class first. If you have any questions, we'll call us to contact us in the evening."

Then Lance dropped his fists and clenched his fingers, and a Zhonghong Youya who secretly suppressed his anger, returned to the classroom of Class A of the Year 2 alone.

"It's really, I'm getting less and less like a good person..." Lance, who sat back in his position, looked at the girls who were constantly shuttled back and forth in the class, and the reflection reflected by the stockings on their legs, and couldn't help but mutter secretly.

...

"The time is almost over, let's go." On the other side, in the evening, Zuruyuan Ziyin said to Lance, Tomoko Matsuda and Suzuka who was a fighting technician.

Unlike when we first met, Suzuka had already changed her outfit at this time. The old martial arts uniform that originally looked a little old was replaced by a black outfit that looked like an orthodox ninja in history. The shoes on her feet also changed from the original black high-tie leather boots to the Naruto world. The shoes that the ninjas wore that could expose their toes were not only lighter, but also more suitable for her, the Imperial Fist Temple agent who was good at nail control secret techniques.

The outfit on her head has not changed much. She still has a black bun like a turbofan and a ninja outfit, which makes her look more capable and cool.

Then the four of them sat in the car prepared by Huangying Group, and under the operation of the driver, they drove towards the ferry in Tokyo Bay.
Chapter completed!