God Descends the Second Element

Until now, Wang Hao still feels that it is a bit like a dream. Although what he is dreaming is a dream, he can be completely sure without thinking or making any speculations.

But this feeling is like having a midsummer night's dream in the middle of spring, and it is as if I have experienced it myself. It is very incredible and strange.

So Wang Hao now decided to just treat it as a dream. Even though he began to realize different things, he could only treat it as a dream.

But falsehood can also be true and true can also be false. How many things in the world can be explained clearly?

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"Hao, aren't you happy?"

At the dining table, Shiina Mashiro put down the tableware in her hands, frowned slightly, looked at Wang Hao and asked lightly.

The originally quiet living room suddenly became even quieter.

Hearing this, Nanami Aoyama also stopped and asked nervously: "Is it because the food I made is not to Hao-kun's taste?"

Qingshan Nanhai looked at Wang Hao who was worried, thinking that the other person showed such an expression because the cooking was not up to standard, but suddenly there was a hint of nervousness in his tone,

"It's nothing serious. I just had a nightmare last night. Nanami-chan's cooking is also very good."

After hearing what the two said, Wang Hao came back to his senses, smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

Although he still had a slightly heavy heart, he didn't show it on his face this time because he didn't want others to worry.

This may also be due to his personality. In terms of not wanting to cause trouble to others, Wang Hao has not changed regardless of his past life.

Maybe in the future, but at least not now, but he has learned to slowly accept the kindness of others, which is one of the things that Wang Hao currently considers immature.

"Hao."

A pair of amber eyes looked over at him. Mashiro Shiina stared at him and asked lightly. Seeing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but asked in confusion, "Is there anything else?"

Although Zhenbai could see certain things accurately, Wang Hao thought that his thoughts were not so easy to be seen through by the other party, but it was possible that he could not be sure.

With this in his mind, Wang Hao began to feel a little nervous about Mashiro's next words.

Shiina Mashiro just tilted her head and frowned slightly. After a while, she seemed to remember something and put on an educational tone, "Rita said, go to bed early and get up early, and you won't do it at night." Nightmare."

With a click, Wang Hao seemed to hear a broken voice somewhere in his heart, with a forced smile on his face, "Haha... That's right, I will pay attention to it in the future..."

After saying this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, but Nanami Aoyama suppressed a smile and turned his face away slightly.

He didn't expect that one day he would be educated by Zhenbai on common sense issues, and Wang Hao didn't know what to say.

Because the original words were spoken by himself, but sleeping late should have nothing to do with the nightmare, right...

No, he was absolutely sure it had nothing to do with it!

Suddenly, the atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly changed from silence to relaxed. Sure enough, when he was with Mashiro, he would always feel relieved without knowing it. Wang Hao thought about this and glanced at the man next to him eating like a cat. Zhenbai shook his head slightly.

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After dinner, Wang Hao drove Nanami Aoyama and Mashiro Shiina to the High School Affiliated to Suimei University of Arts. What made him a little annoyed was that the traffic jam was a bit serious.

The journey that usually only takes ten minutes took over half an hour and nearly forty minutes.

Although it doesn't matter if he is late for class now, Wang Hao doesn't want to waste time in traffic jams. Unfortunately, he can only lament his unfortunate daily life.

When they arrived at the school, the physical education teacher standing at the door was already calling the students to walk faster.

After walking into the school gate, he lowered his head and glanced at the time on his watch. There were still fifteen minutes left. Wang Hao began to calculate the time from the school gate to the classroom. He didn't do this because he was bored...

Four minutes and thirty-six seconds, the total time it takes to walk to the classroom and sit down at your seat is a little faster than usual.

"Good morning."

After sitting down, Wang Hao said hello to Kasumigaoka Shiyu next to him, who flipped the pages of the book in his hand and replied lightly: "Well, good morning."

Both of them were speechless, and the air became quiet again. There was still a little time left before the bell rang. Wang Hao, who was sitting quietly, began to observe the small groups that had formed in the classroom. Almost all of them were two or three people communicating together. It's almost allocated.

Even An Yilun, who was hopeless in Wang Hao's eyes, could easily talk to two or three boys, including Onta Yokoyama, who was originally introverted.

The seat in front of Wang Hao was still empty. He estimated that if Sakamoto was in the classroom, a larger group might form.

Well, it seemed that only he and a certain female high school student with a vicious tongue were left in the entire classroom, and the two of them each formed a special field.

The latter was flipping through the novel as if nothing had happened, not affected by the surroundings at all. Wang Hao then retracted his gaze and looked out the window. There was really no change in his boring daily life.

"Sakamoto."

At this time, the new homeroom teacher Kiryu Yuzuki had come in on time for roll call. When Sakamoto's name was finally called, he frowned at the empty seat, and the classroom door quietly opened at this moment.

"arrive."

At this moment, the class bell also rang leisurely, and everyone couldn't help but look at the door. Sakamoto slowly walked in, and his magnetic voice slowly reached every corner of the classroom, without being disturbed by the bell at all. interference.

"Oh yeah."

Sakamoto slowly came to his seat, reached out and touched the desk that had disappeared. His expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of trouble on his face.

"Sakamoto, what's wrong, where is your desk?"

Kiryu Yuzuki, who was standing on the podium, frowned and said lightly.

"Sakamoto-kun, if you don't mind, come over to my place and squeeze in."

Before Sakamoto could reply, Kurosawa Aina in front had already taken the initiative to move to the other side of the chair, leaving half of the seat vacant, and looked at Sakamoto with a slightly red face.

"No, please come to me, Sakamoto-kun."

The other girl next to Kurosawa Aina also had a shy face and took the initiative to make way for half of the empty seats. She made an invitation gesture with one hand and there were shining stars in her eyes.

"Come to me."

"I'm here."

"Sakamoto-kun, please come and sit here!"

"..."

After those two girls started talking, most of the girls in the class started talking to each other. At this time, they no longer cared about being shy, and the quiet classroom suddenly became lively.

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