Chapter 54: What Is This A

Fourth period.

Qingshan Li propped his head with his left hand, held a pen in his right, and listened seriously to the class.

On the podium, the biology teacher suddenly smiled and said, "Classmate Aoyama seems to be filming an idol drama."

The quiet classroom immediately stirred.

All the girls looked toward Qingshan Li at once; they couldn't possibly not know where Qingshan Li sat.

"Sorry." Qingshan Li sat up straight and apologized with an embarrassed lowered head.

"No, no!" The biology teacher waved his hand with a smile. "I'm praising you, not mocking you. I'm definitely not Banqiao Teacher!"

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed.

Banqiao Teacher was the math teacher of Class Four. He liked to praise people for being smart, but no one liked being praised by him.

"Qingshan, life isn't just about studying and campus. Go outside and take a look!" Kobayashi Shiki imitated Banqiao Teacher's tone.

"Sounds like it!"

"Too much like it!!"

"Say another one!"

"Okay, okay!" The biology teacher hurriedly stopped them. "Sorry, the teacher just wanted to liven up the atmosphere. Since everyone is energized now, let's continue class!"

The biology teacher was a young female teacher.

Someone once said they saw her wearing a mask at an idol meet-and-greet, so everyone liked her very much.

"Does anyone have any questions?" the teacher asked.

"Teacher, from a biological perspective, can you explain why some people are handsome and some aren't?" a boy asked.

"About that, the teacher wants to know too."

Most of the girls still paid subtle attention to Qingshan Li. Qingshan Li held a pen in his right hand and played with his bangs with his left.

People cannot be without troubles.

Even the world's richest man has them, and even disasters of killing. As an A-Class Handsome Man, he naturally couldn't avoid them. He really was just listening seriously to class just now; he wasn't filming any idol drama.

However, when he originally fainted by the roadside, it was precisely because he was handsome that he received immediate rescue from a female stranger.

Merits and faults offset each other. Final evaluation: completely ordinary.

Qingshan Li was just a completely ordinary person.

After fourth period ended, while eating heartily in the cafeteria, Qingshan Li asked Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun about baseball.

"You really are a playboy, loving each one you meet." Kobayashi Shiki said.

"This is the most basic respect for beautiful girls. If you can't love each one you meet, conflicts will arise among the beautiful girls. Isn't a world where everyone gets along friendly better?" Qingshan Li said.

"That's impressive, Qingshan." Aizawa Jun admired.

Qingshan Li didn't continue to change the subject and explained, "For this Ball Games Tournament's entertainment events, there are only baseball and table tennis. I'm too good at table tennis, so it's completely not entertaining. So I plan to play some baseball."

"How impressive?" Kobayashi Shiki asked curiously.

"I won't lose. No, I should say I can't lose."

"I don't understand. Forget it. Let me popularize baseball for you: our school's baseball club's female manager will wear a super short skirt to pick up balls."

"Really?" Aizawa Jun asked subconsciously.

Kobayashi Shiki looked left and right, lowered his voice: "I watch every day."

"So envious." Aizawa Jun sighed sincerely. "In kendo, even when males and females sometimes practice together, once they put on gear, you can't see anything."

"Is that female manager a beautiful girl?" Qingshan Li asked.

"Her back view looks quite good."

"Fine, that's enough." Qingshan Li said.

The material collection progress of 【Koshien】 didn't increase at all. It seems the system thinks an A-Class Koshien Novel doesn't need a female manager who wears a super short skirt to pick up balls.

After finishing eating, Qingshan Li bid farewell to the two from the sports clubs and went alone to the Athens Philosophy Research Club.

Club activities only stop during midterms and finals. Of course, there are definitely exceptions, such as the baseball club.

According to Kobayashi Shiki's serious introduction, before Koshien ends, the baseball club doesn't have classes three afternoons a week.

Some official members don't attend classes all day. Just at school, they train for fourteen hours.

Kaimei High School has various recommendation slots. As long as club activities are outstanding, these people can go to university.

Not to mention universities actively coming to recruit people.

"However," Kobayashi Shiki finally said, "those who don't attend those classes and train all day either want to avoid studying or want to enter professional baseball in the future. Very few people do this."

【Koshien: 2%】

He walked into the Yaken Club.

"Good afternoon." Qingshan Li greeted.

"Good afternoon." Mikami Ai read two more lines of the hardcover book in her hands before raising her head, revealing that elegant and pretty face.

The noon sunlight fell onto the desktop, like a pet beside her hand.

"What exactly happened last night? I heard those few people were beaten very badly." She asked.

"They came to cause me trouble, and I fought back." Qingshan Li sat down.

"Are you very good at fighting?"

Qingshan Li didn't answer. He just took out all the manuscript paper and handed it over.

Mikami Ai immediately lost interest in the fight. Qingshan Li also picked up a pen, preparing to continue writing.

"No!" Mikami Ai suddenly said.

Qingshan Li looked over. She turned the manuscript paper face down on the table, as if she had bought a new house, found a box of gold bars in the house, and was struggling between reporting it to the police and keeping it for herself.

Wrong. This metaphor doesn't suit her.

"Once you're immersed in novels, you won't do well at school either. I have to keep grading all the school clubs, giving myself trouble." She said it as if to herself.

This world really has all kinds of people.

If 【Campus Mystery, Main Ability is Beauty】 isn't maxed out yet, it should be able to increase again.

Mikami Ai is an excellent subject for material collection; I can consider continuing to write the next novel with her as the protagonist.

"Don't you read other books too?" Qingshan Li asked.

"It's different."

"How is it different?"

Mikami Ai looked at him: "The detective in the novel, is he based on me?"

"No."

"But he's clearly called 'Detective A'?"

"'A' is the 'A' of ABCDE, meaning outstanding ability, not the 'A' of 'Ai (Ai)'."

"Very beautiful, with a head of long black hair, speaking cleverly and intelligently, exuding a lovable aura all over?"

"You can add 'shameless' to that too."

"So it's me?" Mikami Ai asked.

"No."

"What about brushing hair with your hand?"

"Would anyone brush their hair with another body part?"

"Very attentive to etiquette?"

"Besides me, probably no one is inattentive to etiquette."

"What's with you peeking at my chest when we meet?" Mikami Ai turned the manuscript over, pointing at a passage on it to question him.

"That's the novel's male lead peeking at the novel's female lead's chest; I didn't peek at your chest." Qingshan Li explained seriously.

"Then whose did you peek at?"

"Why must it be premised on me peeking? That's just a novel, relying not on experience but on imagination."

"Imagination?" Mikami Ai pondered, "You haven't seen a woman's chest?"

Qingshan Li discovered he had suddenly become pathetic.

"The part I wrote this morning is behind; I'm showing it to you, not out of a desire to share or show off, but because you're the Publishing Party—please review it." Qingshan Li said.

"As for the matter of you peeking at women's chests, we'll talk about it later." Mikami Ai immediately looked like that.

Heard someone wrote a novel and wrote themselves into prison?

Qingshan Li was a bit anxious, like when going out with only five percent battery on his mobile phone.

He decided to try to write only positive and happy stories from now on, avoiding the system turning some unspeakable things into material, writing them into the novel, and finally being discovered by the police.

"Truly unbelievable, you can write such a novel." Mikami Ai suddenly muttered to herself.

"Maybe I have some talent for writing novels."

"It's not a matter of talent," Mikami Ai gently shook her head, "only someone whose bedroom is plastered with photos of me could grasp my characteristics so precisely."

"Understanding a person doesn't necessarily require methods of this style."

"So you always like walking behind me? In the book, about my waist, hips"

"Yes, Detective A is you, Mikami Classmate." Qingshan Li admitted defeat.

Hmm. It might also be a confession.

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(Chapter End)