Before he ma entered the classroom, he was worried about whether he would be scolded by the head teacher - yes, there are head teachers in Japan, and their binding with students is stricter than that in China.

    Unexpectedly, the head teacher smiled and said, "you two finished running."

    And Ma: "report to the teacher, it''s over."

    "Don''t be so loud. I don''t teach sports." The head teacher shook the Chinese textbook in his hand, "go back to your seat."

    Ma and Fujii hurried across the classroom and returned to their seats.

    Japanese schools have strict grades, and there are pyramid like interpersonal relationships in the class. Fujii also participated in the sports department community because of his good-looking and lively personality, which belongs to the top of the pyramid.

    Tongsheng and Ma themselves, as sports club students, are also located at the top of the pyramid, but their small group is not the center with Ma.

    He ma has no opinion on this. He will not be excluded and will not attract attention. He is very good and comfortable.

    However, if he and Fujii become boyfriend and girlfriend, he will probably completely become the center of the small group.

    ——Shit, why am I thinking about this? Now is not the time to enjoy school life.

    And Ma remembered the "Sunny Doll" they saw when they went out in the morning.

    Today I just hung up a chicken. Maybe those Jidao will make chiyoko into a Sunny Doll tomorrow.

    ——Sure enough, we still have to find a way to persuade chiyoko to sell the Taoist temple.

    He and Ma opened their books and looked like they were listening carefully.

    **

    In the twinkling of an eye, it was afternoon.

    Japanese schools start late in the morning and early in the afternoon. This tradition has begun since the era of loose education.

    Students have a lot of time to participate in community activities.

    Kendo Club this afternoon mainly selects the main players participating in the regional pre selection.

    GE''s district is the next District in the capital of Tokyo, so there is no County assembly - because there is no County, and the schools in GE''s district will participate in the regional primaries of the capital of Tokyo.

    And the horse were very careful not to use the odontoid process, so as not to attract more attention.

    However, it''s easy to become a regular player simply by relying on your new foundation, without pressure.

    After the afternoon''s training, and Ma were maintaining the bamboo knife, Fujii rubbed over: "why didn''t you just use that sudden stab?"

    "I suddenly lost my memory and forgot that move."

    And Ma whispered: I''ve made a mistake to soak you in the morning. I don''t want to attract more attention in the afternoon.

    Seeing Fujii have something to say on his face, he quickly turned off the topic: "don''t you maintain the bamboo knife?"

    The bamboo knife is not just a broken bamboo. If it is not maintained frequently, some problems may occur. Because of this, many Chinese Kendo halls in later generations have changed to sponge swords. They don''t need maintenance, save trouble, and hurt people far less than bamboo swords. They have no requirements for training and armor.

    "I maintained it at noon." Fujii patted her bamboo knife that had been put into the bag. "I''m going to change my clothes. Don''t go yet. Wait for me."

    Then she left bouncing.

    And Ma are surprised that the girl gave up teaching her protrusion by herself?

    He gathered the cleaned and polished bamboo pieces together, then installed the knife edge, middle knot and leather in turn, and then installed the tendon string used to straighten the bamboo knife.

    And Ma put the maintained bamboo knife into the bag, then stood up and bowed to Damen Wulang: "the teacher has worked hard. Bye, teacher."

    "Well, don''t hang around and go straight home!" Damen Wulang told me.

    "I see."

    And Ma picked up the bamboo knife and went back to the social office to change clothes. As soon as they arrived at the school gate, they were caught up by Fujii who trotted over.

    "Let''s go to the dim sum shop!"

    Fujii said as she stretched. The coat of winter sailor''s suit was jacked up by a certain part.

    After school, it seems to be the daily practice of Fujii, Tongsheng and Ma to have something to eat and chat in the nearby coarse dessert shop.

    And Ma are actually strange. Fujii seems to have a good relationship with the original owner, but she hasn''t found that the soul in the original owner''s skin bag is different.

    Is the character of the original owner very similar to that of a horse?

    To tell the truth, he would like to eulogize his youth if his savings were not at the bottom and the extreme road was pressed step by step.

    I have a sister at home, my parents died, and a big house - although most of the area is a Taoist hall for practice.

    In school, there is Fujii meijiazi, who is an excellent girl both as a friend and as a girlfriend.

    Of course, there are a number of male bad friends, which and horses pass by on their own initiative.

    This is not the perfect romantic comedy configuration.

    In fact, there is still hope to continue the love comedy now. As long as you convince chiyoko to sell the dojo and casually use the historical knowledge in your head to invest in the future industry, you can enjoy the school life as if it were a love comedy.

    And Ma were thinking about how to convince chiyoko. Fujii patted him on the shoulder: "you''re talking!"

    "Ah, what''s the matter?" And Ma Dajing, Fujii had been chattering before, and he didn''t listen at all.

    "I''m talking about your stab! After I went back, I thought, it should be the back foot, and then... "

    Fujii Masako was wearing a sailor''s suit and put on a Kendo posture on the side of the road to show Fujii the decomposition action she thought of.

    And Ma: "almost, the rest is to practice and make yourself as proficient as possible."

    "You sound like you practice a lot?" Fujii meijiazi looked at and Ma with an unconvinced face, "you''ve been fishing in the club."

    "Yes, but my family has a dojo. I can practice at home."

    Fujii just wanted to say something about he ma, when he heard a shrill cry from the front: "no! Stop it! "

    They looked around together and found that the sound came from the rough snack shop they were going to.

    The aunt who ran the coarse dessert shop knelt on the ground, hugged the thighs of the young man dressed in extreme fashion, and cried loudly.

    "Go away!" The young man wanted to kick his aunt, but he didn''t kick it, so he angrily swung the stick in his hand.

    The aunt screamed, released her hand and covered the beaten forehead.

    At the same time, two other ferocious young men dressed in extreme ways smashed the glass cans of coarse snacks placed at the door of the coarse dessert shop with baseball bats.

    The sound of broken glass was heard all the time, mixed with the cry of the aunt of the snack shop.

    "You are old and immortal. Take the money and move away honestly. There is nothing!" The beating young man also taught people, "it''s because you don''t move away that the brothers have to work! Usually at this time, we are all playing paqingge! "

    And Ma understand that this is another forced relocation.

    The 1980s was a decade of great development in Tokyo. As the largest and oldest big city in Japan, there were piles of old street areas, and there was great resistance to demolition and reconstruction.

    This gives Jidao an opportunity for great development.

    Koch district is one of the oldest neighborhoods in the 23rd District of Tokyo. Looking around, it is full of wooden old houses with one or two floors.

    Of course, it has become the hardest hit area of real estate development.

    The coarse dim sum shop is probably in the Development Zone, but I don''t know if Sumitomo Construction wants to buy it.

    The aunt cried, "this is the store left by my mother. It''s an important memory..."

    "Who the fuck cares about you!" The young hooligan stepped on her face and kicked her to the ground.

    At this time, he ma noticed that the sign on the lapel of the rogue suit was not the same group as the one hanging the dead chicken at his door in the morning.

    While observing these with Ma, Fujii meijiazi jumped out with a bamboo knife.

    "Hello! How do you treat the old people? "

    And horse: sleeping trough!

    Several hooligans turned their heads and looked at Fujii meijiazi. The expression on their face immediately changed.

    The rogue leader who stepped on his aunt''s face whistled, "Wow, look who''s coming out! I thought it was a meeting in slag town! "

    Machinei will be an autonomous organization of private neighborhoods in Japan. Most neighborhoods have it. In this era, either they are defeated by Jidao organization, exist in name or degenerate into Jidao by themselves.

    Another rogue looked at Fujii meijiazi with obscene eyes and said, "this little sister, do you see Lu Bang III too much and want to learn what buerzi is to be a heroine?"

    The rogue leader knocked the man on the head with a baseball bat: "baga road! You even showed me animation! You''ve lost all your face! "

    Then he turned to Fujii again and put on a reasonable expression: "little sister, this is your mistake. We are doing business. This coarse dim sum shop is not satisfied with the high price offered by Sumitomo Construction. It starts greedily... "

    The aunt of the dim sum shop shouted, "I didn''t! I just don''t want to sell... "

    "Shut up!"

    The rogue leader waved his big stick and threw it at his aunt''s head.

    "Hands!" Fujii meijiazi shouted and quickly took out his sword. The bamboo knife accurately hit the rogue leader''s hand and let his baseball bat fly out.

    The rogue leader screamed like a pig and stared at meijiazi fiercely: "shit! This woman is crazy! Give it to me! Sell it to Kabuki town to let her understand the cruelty of society! "

    Seeing this, other hooligans rushed up like chicken blood.

    And the horse sighed.

    He is going to sell the Taoism hall, so he doesn''t want to take the initiative to find the trouble of Jidao.

    However, the hooligan''s badge is different from that in the morning. It should be a different group. It''s probably nothing to beat them up.

    Probably.

    And the horse drew out the bamboo knife, put on a good posture, aimed at the hooligans who rushed up and made a force.

    The next moment, the "first leather" on the head of the bamboo knife hit the eye socket of the hooligan he aimed at.

    One of the major functions of "Xiange" is to reduce the lethality of bamboo knife stabbing and avoid injury. After all, it is a prop for practice.

    But this sudden stab with the horse mobilized the muscles of the whole body and formed a joint force. Although there is leather first, it is so powerful that the bamboo knife is like a hammer wrapped with a leather sheath and hit the hooligan''s eye socket hard. He screamed and fell back, and his whole eye socket went black. This will make him unable to fight for a while. Fujii meijiazi also hit a rogue in the head with the upper section. She looked at the horse and shouted, "NAIS!" And Ma: "Fujii, back!" However, he shouted late with Ma. The hooligan hit meijiazi on the back of the head with a bat and knocked her unconscious. And the horse once again protruded their teeth, poked the left eye of the hooligan who stunned meijiazi into a panda''s eye, and then supported the body of meijiazi who was going to fall to the ground. Meijiazi had no eyes and didn''t want to wake up at all“ Tut Tut, "the rogue leader picked up the bat that had just been knocked off by meijiazi and looked at he ma maliciously," what''s going on today? Kids with bamboo knives jump out one by one. They''re not playing River drama. " The other two hooligans who could stand up surrounded from left to right, and there were thick marks left by meijiazi with a bamboo knife on the face on the left. A total of five hooligans, two fell to the ground are the fruits of war with horses. Meijiazi''s sword should have knocked down one, but she may have kept her hand subconsciously. Now, one on three with Ma, still holding the unconscious meijiazi in his arms—— Tut, please. The cold sweat ran down the and horse''s cheeks.