Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Chapter 221 Can You Like Me a Little More? [4K2]

In fact, just as the instigator, Risa Yasuhara, had expected, after the award ceremony, the three words "Watanabe Yuu" spread throughout the school like the wind.

After all, for high school students of this age, the more 'mysterious' something is, the more it can arouse their interest, and 'coincidentally', the key words she said about Watanabe Yu on the podium all leaned towards that aspect.

Curiosity not only kills the cat, but also makes the person being curious about quickly become a topic of conversation.

In addition, life in school is already peaceful. On weekdays, everyone will discuss with great interest who broke up with whom or who made a comeback and got high scores, let alone things like this.

Just like that, with the instigation of an unnamed Ms. Yasuhara, Watanabe Yu's originally peaceful campus life was forced to reach a turning point.

So, in the last ten days of October, he experienced the feeling of being a celebrity in advance.

When the class was over, even though he was simply going to the toilet, he would be stared at by a large number of people in the corridor, and he would also hear whispers like "That must be Watanabe Yu from Class C..."

This is especially true on the way to and from school.

The students who are relatively extroverted would bravely come up and talk to him, trying to get to know him and guess the relationship between him and Ryoko.

Girls who are confident in their appearance will go a step further and ask for his contact information or invite him to a social gathering.

Fortunately, he went to and from school with Ryoko most of the time. Every time this happened, the most beautiful girl in the grade would put on a stern face and drive the girls away.

Compared to the enthusiasm of other classes, the students in Class C maintained their usual reserve, and even went a step further than last time.

When communicating with friends from other classes, they rarely mention the three words "Watanabe Yu" on their own initiative, and they just talk about whatever they want to talk about as usual.

But when we were in the class group, the word "Watanabe" was mentioned more and more frequently.

For example, at a larger private gathering, before answering whether to go or not, most people will first ask in private chat, "Watanabe, are you going?"

After getting a negative answer, some people said they would not go, and the rest, even if they agreed to go, all looked uninterested.

Yuki Hayakawa has unknowingly become the center again, and her stickiness is amazing, with more and more people taking the initiative to interact with her.

But she knew, and her best friend Takakura Maki also knew, why everyone was becoming more and more proactive in dealing with her.

However, she did not point it out. She just silently thanked someone in her heart and secretly muttered about his luck in love.

Someone's luck with love is really too good.

It was so good that she wanted to strangle those peach blossoms to death!
Just when her thoughts were becoming stronger and stronger, an interview suddenly came out and suppressed the growing celebrity effect in the school.

——《Exclusive interview with Jay: A talented young man will not stop here》

And with the appearance of this exclusive interview with Matsushima Rie, the name Jay once again caused a stir on the Internet.

Through the written interview with Matsushima Rie, many people got to know a brand new Jay.

Everyone was surprised, but also inexplicably felt a little lost. A simple text interview could not satisfy them.

As if aware of this, Matsushima Rie uploaded another audio file of a casual chat.
Although she was the only one speaking in this audio file, and it was just a casual chat as the title suggests, the content gave most listeners a new perspective.

Through Matsushima Rie's perspective, they learned some information in more detail.

For example, Director Ming Hai was not lying. Jay is a very young and handsome singer. How handsome is he? In the words of Matsushima Rie, he is as good as the male lead of the current hit morning drama, or even better.

Thus, everyone's attention was firmly grasped.

Yuya Watanabe finally ended his over-the-top campus life and had a long-awaited break.

However, the changes in Risa Yasuhara's life did not go away because of this.

After Class C won first place in the school festival, the teachers who had previously had a mediocre relationship with her became enthusiastic, and those who habitually had a cold face also gradually became kinder.

As for those who had a problem with her, when they met her in the corridor again, they would force out a dry smile and let her take the initiative first.

However, she did not accept it as easily as she did when she first arrived, but still said a few polite words.

This actually changed the old teachers' impression of her a lot.

At a routine school meeting, the old teacher who had previously been at odds with her praised her bluntly, saying that she was a capable, hard-working and motivated young teacher.

After this incident, her status in the office rose rapidly. The young teachers who had a good relationship with her before regarded her as the core and formed a closer group with her.

A young teacher who has a good relationship with her even said that she is really good at teaching students. If another teacher came, he might not be able to discover Watanabe Yuu. But she said that she was the lucky one and Watanabe Yuu was a piece of gold. The only difference was who picked him up.

Just like that, time passed slowly in a series of changes, some obvious and some silent. When people came to their senses, it was already dusk on the first Friday in November.

It was only 4:50 in the afternoon, but the sun high in the sky was already showing signs of setting.

In the red sunlight, the less glaring sunlight passed over the city skyline and slanted onto the sidewalk outside the South City Private High School.

The sign of a 24-hour convenience store in the distance was printed with a layer of golden light. Passers-by walked leisurely, and cars on the main road also changed from their previous fast in and out and consciously slowed down their speed. This fast-paced modern city seemed to have slowed down all of a sudden.

“How does it feel to be a celebrity?”

After moving closer to Watanabe Yu, Hamabe Ryoko, with a blushing face, took the initiative to start a conversation.

"If I have to say it, it's not very good."

Watanabe Yu answered this question very honestly, then reached out and took her schoolbag from Hamabe Ryoko's hand.

"I can just get it myself."

Hamabe Ryoko muttered something quietly, but showed no intention of snatching it back.

Ever since their relationship broke through that level, she suddenly found that she was listening more and more to this bad guy.

Whether it is day or night.

"It's a handy thing."

Watanabe Yu shrugged.

Before school was over today, Hamabe Ryoko was assigned to move some tables and chairs. Although he helped share most of the work, the number was still there and Ryoko was still exhausted, panting and her face flushed.

"..."

Hamabe Ryoko didn't say anything and silently looked away.

After secretly glancing at him several times and making sure he was not looking at her, she quietly raised the corners of her mouth.

She knew that someone was not the kind of person who would talk a lot.

Most of his gentleness is reflected in his actual actions.

"But why did you suddenly ask me how it feels to be a celebrity?"

Watanabe Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at the shopping mall not far away.

Compared to the high-rise buildings in Shinjuku and the tower blocks in Minato, the commercial buildings outside their school are undoubtedly much shorter.

But thanks to this, the lighting here is quite sufficient.

"I'm just curious."

There was a hint of coquettishness in Hamabe Ryoko's slightly cold voice.

"So, if you had a choice, would you still want to be a celebrity?"

After a pause, she asked the question again.

"Well, let me put it this way. Before I met you, my biggest wish was to have a savings account, a house, and it didn't matter if I had a car or not."

Watanabe Yu pursed his lips and half-jokingly and half-seriously expressed his true thoughts.

In a sense, he is really a loser.

Other time travelers are thinking about acquiring Apple today, Tesla tomorrow, and announcing their entry into Wall Street the day after tomorrow, but he is thinking about solving the problem of food and clothing first, and then solving the problem of housing.

The comparison is not only a world of difference, but it is also a gap that is difficult to cross.

But, that was only in the past.

Maybe when he finishes his college studies, he will have to say that sentence

——The happiest time in my life was when I lived in Yaleju, where the rent was only tens of thousands of yen, and I was struggling every day to have a stable income. "What about now?"

Ryoko Hamabe slowed down her pace and looked at the face imprinted in the golden sunset.

"Right now, I want to help Ayana vent her anger. I want to take good care of you and prevent you from being harassed by those customers. I also want to prevent you from continuing to suffer in life."

Watanabe Yu said this very naturally.

“…Yuu.”

Hearing this, Hamabe Ryoko was silent for a moment, then whispered his name.

"Ok?"

"Next time you're being sentimental, remember to only bring the person in front of you!"

She pursed her lips, and there was a hint of jealousy between her brows.

If the word Ayana wasn't included, the current atmosphere would definitely be very good.

It's just a pity that a fool who doesn't understand romance insisted on taking the Saint lady with him.

However, this seems to be good.

At least she didn't lose her composure.

"Got it, Ryoko-senpai~"

Watanabe replied with a smile.

"You only know how to call me senpai at a time like this?" Hamabe Ryoko rolled her eyes at him coquettishly and pretended to be angry. "I'm telling you, this is useless! Unless..."

"unless?"

Yu Watanabe took on the role of supporting actor very responsibly.

"You'll go to the movies with me this Saturday." Hamabe Ryoko paused, "There's a romantic movie that's been released recently that's received great reviews. I want to go see it."

In fact, the movie had been released for some time, but she had never found the right opportunity to tell him about it.

Many times, either she is free and he is not, or she is not free and he is free.

Our time never syncs up.

"sure."

Watanabe Yu agreed without thinking.

Ryoko seldom made requests to him, even though he had told her again and again that if she wanted something, she could just tell him directly, without being embarrassed or trying to be stubborn. She still had her unique stubbornness.

Honestly, he wished she'd been more forthcoming.

"Also..." Watanabe Yu thought for a moment and then said, "Can I not go to the part-time job at the convenience store, or go less often?"

"why?"

Hamabe Ryoko asked with some confusion.

"Because between us, it's not me and you, it's us."

Watanabe Yu answered in a more clever way.

"Why, landlord, do you want to use me as a canary?"

Hamabe Ryoko blinked, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"Half and half, I hope you can relax a little and have more time for yourself to do the things you want to do but don't have time to do."

Watanabe Yu looked at her sincerely.

He believed from the bottom of his heart that Ryoko shouldn't have to work so hard. She had it so hard before because she had to carry it all on her own.

But it’s different now, she has her own life, and I will provide for her.

"You'll make me like you more."

Hamabe Ryoko bit her red lips and looked away.

"It doesn't matter. I can bear it. Yes, I am such a sinful person."

"Well, go to hell, you narcissistic bastard!"

She muttered something, reached out her hand, and grasped the strap of her backpack that he was carrying. With a little force, after taking her own backpack, she changed her hand to hold the bag.

then.

She pressed her free little hand into his big one.

After feeling the warmth of his hand, her long fingers slid flexibly between his fingers like a lingering snake.

"Yu."

Hamabe Ryoko's fair neck was stained with a light pink.

Under the golden light of the setting sun, this layer of light pink is given a layer of golden brilliance.

"Ok?"

"I actually don't want you to be a celebrity. I was really jealous when those girls asked you for your contact information. They dared to do that even though I was still by your side. What if I wasn't here? Wouldn't they be jealous too?"

She didn't finish her words, but her meaning was clear enough.

"..."

Watanabe Yu did not rush to speak, but just listened silently.

He knew she hadn't finished speaking.

"But I am also comforting myself. Looking at it from another perspective, the more popular you are, the more it proves that my vision is correct, right? It's just..."

She took a deep breath, and her watery eyes began to sparkle in the not-so-bright sunset light.

"In this regard, I really can't be magnanimous, let alone calm, so..."

Hamabe Ryoko stopped, turned around, and stared at him with her eyes as clear as autumn water.

"Ryoko dear danasama."

She stood on tiptoe, leaned close to his ear, and finished the last short sentence in a voice almost like a whisper.

"Can you please like Ryoko a little more?"

A warm breath with a faint fragrance hit his ears.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

*
In a tower in Minato Ward, Tokyo.

A middle-aged man stood in front of the French window, took out his cell phone and dialed the contact number of Qiuye Bookstore.

Tomorrow, he will organize an authors' party, and all the authors participating in the party have won the Naoki Prize.

In a sense, this can also be considered a circle gathering.

It’s time for the young author named Watanabe to come and pay his respects to these old authors.

Sorry everyone, today's update is a bit late.

It wasn’t because of any writer’s block or anything, I just went to the hospital for a physical check-up during the day. After the check-up, it took me a long time to wait for the report. When I got home, it was already six o’clock.

Private Marseille! (Apologies again), I will update earlier tomorrow and with more words!

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