Will you die if you don't talk? !

The tennis court is not far from the coffee shop. Yukimura is holding Ka, who is a bit shorter than himself, but they both have good looks, and they have attracted the attention of many people walking on the street.

The tennis court on the side of the street is not large in size, but there are still many people playing here. Jia obediently followed Yukimura's footsteps into the tennis court. A singles match was going on near the court. The brown-haired boy The movement of swinging the racket is obviously much more skillful than that of the opponent, which can be seen even by laymen.

Yukimura didn't bring a tennis racket today, but he watched it very carefully. After all, watching other people's games is another way to learn.Because he was so engrossed in watching, it took him more than ten minutes to remember that there were other people around him, but it was unexpected that Jia was not impatient. In other words, staring at the tender green tennis ball.

"Do you like tennis?" Yukimura thought he was watching tennis so seriously, but he didn't expect Ka to shake his head without hesitation, but his eyes still didn't leave the tennis.Although Yukimura didn't understand, he didn't force himself, and continued to watch the game without asking any further questions.

Just as they expected, the brown-haired boy won the game, and the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed. Just as Yukimura was about to take Ka to leave, the boy who was still beside him unexpectedly disappeared. When Yukimura looked around, he found that Ka had already run to the side of the brown-haired boy. From this distance, he could still see him handing him something similar to paper.

Seeing Jia running back, Yukimura glanced at the surprised expression not far away, and continued to hold Jia's hand: "We should go back, and we are going to the laboratory next."

Ka nodded, and also held Yukimura's hand, but looked back when she was leaving. At this time, Akino Yukimura and Akesa had a similar chat, and came over here to look for them.

"Ka, Jingshi, we can go."

Tezuka, who was packing up his racket, looked outside the tennis court, and the boy who handed him the note just now had already boarded the car. Tezuka, who couldn't figure it out, continued to look down at the formulas and inexplicable numbers on the note. These things are too complicated for those who are not comfortable, but he didn't throw them away, but folded them a few times and put them on the outermost layer of the tennis bag.

— But what does it mean?Tezuka, who still didn't understand after much deliberation, regretted that he didn't ask clearly just now, but could it be an underground password?Like a gang connection?

Compared with the people struggling here, Jia lay on the window looking at the scenery outside. The note he gave Tezuka just now was not important, but some calculation formulas related to the trajectory and impact of tennis balls.During the game just now, he kept staring at the tennis ball because of this. He calculated the speed of rotation and the force generated when the tennis ball touched the ground through visual inspection, and then recorded it in his brain after calculation.

These small studies are all Jia's hobbies, and the reason for giving them to Tezuka is simpler. These data are all obtained through his competitions, and of course they should belong to the original owner.

The scenery outside kept passing before his eyes. Yukimura moved to Ka's side and wrote some figures on the crumpled paper: "You may be blown away by the wind when you do your homework here."

Ka sat back to his seat obediently, and Yukimura also caught a glimpse of those numbers: 15 yuan, about 6 meters, if the time is two seconds, then the magnitude of the acceleration——

Before Yukimura could think about these numbers carefully, they had already arrived at their destination. This laboratory was near the University of Tokyo. The appearance of the building was no different from that of an ordinary bungalow, and the door was closed at the moment. It seemed that they had come at an inopportune time.

Akino Yukimura opened the door with a key and said to them, "Today is working time, and they won't come here at this time."

The people who conduct experimental research here are all for hobbies. They all have their own official jobs. When they push the door in, a strange smell makes them frown, similar to chemical substances, but it is disinfected every day, so there is no need to worry about harmful substances risk of leakage.

After hearing Meisha's words, Akino Yukimura became very curious about Jia. He squatted down and smiled and looked into the boy's clear and shining eyes: "Does Jia like to do experiments?"

Jia looked at him inexplicably, nodded subconsciously, and shook his head after thinking for a while. He didn't like experiments, but just to verify the authenticity of these conjectures.

He wrote a sentence on the note and handed it to Akino Yukimura: Can I take a look here?

Akino Yukimura took the note, smiled and rubbed his head: "Of course, but you can't touch the things in the first few laboratories, because they are all bad-tempered guys."

Hearing his words, Ka immediately happily took Yukimura's hand and went to each room, and ran away before Mei Sa said to be careful: "Ka really likes Seiichi."

There was still a hint of complaint in her voice, no matter how you heard it, it sounded like eating. Akino Yukimura said with a smile: "After all, children have a common topic."

Yukimura reluctantly followed Jia back and forth in each room. When entering one of the offices, the items inside were quite messy, with white boards everywhere. When Yukimura was about to tell Jia to go to the next room, he saw Jia, who was still next to him just now, stood in front of a board full of formulas, his eyes fixed on the words and numbers on it.

He seemed to be thinking about something, and even frowned involuntarily. Yukimura looked at the content on this board, and the strange numbers completely covered the whole board. After scanning back and forth several times from top to bottom, he still Did not find a clue.

About 10 minutes later, staring at the same thing, Yukimura's eyes began to turn sour, but Ka still looked at the numbers on the board without moving. Just when Yukimura was about to speak, Ka suddenly clapped his hands excitedly, and immediately picked up the The pen added a symbol next to a certain formula in the middle, and wiped off the question mark left by the formula with his hand, and wrote the number he thought.After finishing writing, it seemed that it was inappropriate to do so, so Jia then wrote on the side with a pen, "There is an error here, it has been corrected."

In fact, he couldn't understand these complicated formulas and procedures, but just happened to read and memorized a small part of them in the book yesterday, so he could see that there were important symbols missing in the formulas.

Jia looked at the office again...it was too messy, but this was someone else's room, it seemed a bit bad to mess around, but it was too dirty.

So someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder completely forgot what Akino Yukimura said, and turned on the artificial intelligence automatic cleaning software in a flash of his mind.Yukimura looked dumbfounded at Ka's short legs running around the room. When he realized, the white papers scattered on the ground were all sorted out and placed on the table, and no scraps of paper could be seen at a glance. .

This is too... a little too fast, right?

"How on earth did you do it?" Yukimura looked at the person who cleaned the place with great interest. He obviously couldn't imagine the energy contained in this small body, so he squeezed Ka's face playfully, "But now You can go home, next time you have a chance to come to Kanagawa."

Jia nodded. Although he was just observing today, he learned a lot and took some materials.

In the evening, Jia turned on the small lamp on the desk, took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket, and opened what seemed to be a large section of formulas inside, which he recorded on the whiteboard in the laboratory this afternoon.Although he hardly understands these contents, he can read related books to find the corresponding knowledge points.

Just as he was about to study carefully, there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by Kise's joyful voice: "Ka~ We made an appointment to play together today."

When he opened the door, Jia saw Kise holding a pile of books appearing at the door, and he remembered the promise he had made with the other party in the morning, but he could still see Mingsha leaning against the wall "sneaky" to observe the situation here Although Jia was puzzled, he beckoned Kise to come in.

They knelt and sat on the ground casually, and when Jia opened one of the comic books, his eyes that he didn't care about immediately lit up, because he searched for this "Shocking Spider-Man" in the bookstore for a long time but couldn't find it. I was actually bought by Kise, and the picture quality is really great.

"I heard from my aunt that we are in the same school..." Ka heard Kise's faltering voice, nodded, and then focused all his attention on the manga, without paying any attention to Kise.

——What is the toughness of a wire-like mesh?Wouldn't it be convenient to cut cabbage?If the density is lower, the French fries should be easy, right?If it is used for bungee jumping, the effect must be very good.

Kise leaned over to Jia's side, but the other party's beautiful blue eyes were all focused in the manga: "Then we can go to school together in the future, my grades are very good, you can ask me if you don't know it."

His voice was not unpleasant, and Jia continued to nod, flipping through the comic book with relish. Although it did not conform to scientific logic, it was not unrealistic to be bitten by a spider.During the period, Ka did not notice what Kise said at all, until the day of school came, Ka, who had finished breakfast, drank the milk warmed by Mingsha seriously, and saw a familiar figure walking out of the next door as soon as he went out After the other party noticed him, he immediately waved his hand like a chicken blood.

"Ka, we can go to school~"

Ka, who was carrying a schoolbag, suddenly felt quite heavy, but in Mingsha's eyes of relief similar to "Ka finally found a friend", she could only walk on the sidewalk hand in hand with Kise. The school is not far from here, and Kise Also familiar, so adults do not need to be responsible for pick-up.

But along the way, Huang Lai's voice never stopped, from the students in his class and the extracurricular activities he and a group of friends, if possible, Jia would not mind giving Huang some polyethylene glycol from his uncle's laboratory. Use it.

The students in the first grade of the elementary school are a group of children who have not grown up. This can be seen from the most intuitive height, but Jia is still a bit short in this group of small children. .

Today, the classroom is very quiet. Chiyo Shimakura stands on the podium and looks at the students below. She is not only the grade teacher of the first grade, but also the head teacher of this class.Ka was placed in the second row, several rows away from Kise because of his height.

"Today we have a new classmate who is temporarily unable to speak due to illness, so other students should help the new classmate and not bully him." Chiyo Shimakura said, "Now let him write his name on the podium."

According to the general situation, new students have to introduce themselves when they transfer in. It was the same with Kise before, but Jia's situation is a bit special, so writing a name is almost enough.

Isn't it dumb if you can't speak?A few people spoke in a low voice, Shimakura Chiyo frowned and listened to the whispering voices, she had expected this kind of scene before, such unintentional words were really hurtful.

Jia's expression remained the same. In fact, he didn't care. He just walked to the podium, wrote his name on the blackboard with chalk, neatly as always, and then sat back in his seat.

Compared with Jia's calmness, Kise, who was sitting in the back row, was a little nervous holding the pen. He was a little worried that Jia would be influenced by them. He was relieved to see Jia walk down from the podium, and Kise's deskmate approached him curiously. Next to: "Kose, your pencil is broken."

"Ah?" Hearing the voice, the person in the front seat also turned around and looked at the pencil folded in two on the table in surprise, then lowered his voice and laughed, "I said, why did you come to school with that mute in the morning? There seems to be something wrong."

Seeing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, and that Kise's expression was getting worse and worse, Ida winked at that guy frequently, but the unrestrained person didn't realize Kise's restrained smile at all.

Just when Kise was about to make a move, Shimakura Chiyo's voice came again, and the unobtrusive person also noticed Kise's expression and turned his head resentfully.

"Open the book now. What I'm going to talk about today is the number multiplication table. Students have to memorize these today and take the exam tomorrow."

Then Chiyo Shimakura wrote out the entire form on the blackboard, and explained each formula one by one. Jia carefully looked at the formulas on the blackboard and copied them one by one in the notebook. Other content is mixed so that people will not feel monotonous. Jia has never attended a class, so he still feels very novel.

Ka's deskmate is a girl with two braids, Yu Asakura.She is very popular in the class, and she is not like ordinary shy girls. Asakura Yu also has a lot of fun with boys, so she is very popular in the class.She poked Xia Jia's arm with the end of the pen to attract his attention. Jia, who was writing, stopped and turned his head to look at her puzzled.

Asakura Yuu was stunned for a moment, the facial features of the mixed race were more delicate and lovely than ordinary people, but the most special thing was the pair of clear blue pupils, just like the dolls in her family.

"That..." Yuu Asakura stuttered rarely, and Zaika tilted her head in puzzled eyes, she tried her best to organize her words with a smile, "If you have any questions you don't know, you can ask me."

Jia's eyes were stunned for a moment, and after nodding his head to express his gratitude, he continued to focus on the previous study, naturally he did not notice that Asakura Yu's face turned red unconsciously.

A class passed quickly, and Jia read the copied notes. There was no problem in tomorrow's test. After putting away the notebook, he took out the comic book in his school bag and read it. Although there were constant discussions in his ears, he sat Ka, who was in the seat, read the comic book intently.

And there are many people around who are also secretly observing this new transfer student. He is in a good mood, his beautiful eyebrows are slowly stretched, and he seems to be enjoying the content of the book.It is often said that the eyes are the windows of the soul. Compared with the exquisite facial features, his distinctive blue pupils attract more attention.

——The new classmate is so handsome, he is even more handsome than a cricket.

A certain girl sighed in her heart.

The curriculum for the first grade of elementary school is very relaxed, there are only two classes in the morning and afternoon, and most of the time is spent in extracurricular activities.

Just when Jia was engrossed, a shadow came down and covered the comic book. Before he could look up and see who it was, he heard a stranger's voice:

"I like you, please date me!"

The slightly trembling male voice made the whole classroom completely quiet because of nervousness.