The infinitely powerful man mixed in the comics

"That's easy to say. By the way, Mr. Kanda, it seems that you haven't turned in your application two days since school started." Qianshi Qianxun nodded and changed the subject as soon as the words changed.

"You can just fill in whatever you wish for. Right now it's mainly Shiina's living expenses. Teacher Chihiro, don't say you don't have it."

"Shiina has already paid for my living expenses for the next few days. If there is no money, I will have to leave her to you. I can't afford to support her." Jiang Jing was not fooled.

"How can volunteering be a child's play? This is related to your future. You must make a good decision." Qianshi Qianxun looked at Jiang Jing seriously.

"Okay, I will think about this issue carefully when I get back, but we are talking about living expenses now."

Facing Jiang Jing, who was determined and unwavering, Sengoku Chihiro, who wanted to change the subject several times, was hindered by the gazes of the teachers around her and gave all the money she had, more than 3,000 yen, to Jiang Jing.

Then he said that he would go back and give it to him for the rest of the night. He didn’t bring that much money when he went out today.

However, Jiang Jing always felt that the teacher's words were perfunctory, not to mention that Shiina Mashiro's living expenses were diverted away. It seemed that when she came back last night, she had a lot of new cosmetics in her hand...

It’s Children’s Day on June 1st. Should everyone vote to celebrate the festival together?

Chapter 12 Just fill in a few

In the afternoon, Jiang Jing went to the rooftop to sleep again.

From the beginning of yesterday to now, Jiang Jing has either slept in class or gone to the rooftop to sleep. Many people were shocked by Jiang Jing's self-defeating behavior.

In the evening, Misaki Kamiigusa, who was on duty today, was preparing dinner behind the kitchen counter. She seemed to be stimulated by the sumptuous table of summer vegetables Jiang Jing cooked yesterday. After school in the afternoon, she ran to the supermarket and bought a lot of high-end ingredients and has been busy until now.

In the living room, Jiang Jing was sitting at the table playing with his notebook. Shiina Mashiro went upstairs to draw comics after following Jiang Jing back.

"What are you looking at Sorata?"

At this moment, Mitaka Jin opened the entrance and walked in with a mobile phone in one hand. Judging from the happy look on his face, he must have just finished a phone call with a beautiful sister in front of him.

"Teacher Qianxun asked about my aspirations again at noon today, so I was thinking about what I want to do in the future, so I looked online to see if I could find any inspiration." Jiang Jing waved his hand lazily.

In the afternoon, I continued to deduce the genetic information chain on the rooftop, which consumed half of my recovered mental energy, so I looked listless.

"By the way, I forgot to congratulate Senior Ren and Senior Sister. Senior Sister's work has been bought and developed into a game, and it has also been published in magazines. It's amazing."

Saying that Ekage's name belonged to Misaki Kameigusa in the search box, dozens of messages popped up immediately. The top one was a photo of her and Mitaka Jin, with an introduction to her work written on the side.

Mitaka Jin paused, first glanced at the notebook, and then turned to look at Misaki Uyegusa who was preparing dinner with complicated eyes. He shook his head slightly and laughed at himself: "It's not that I'm great, it's that Misaki is."

Saying that, Mitaka Jin came to the opposite side of Jiang Jing, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"No, Senior Ren, you are too modest." As he said this, Jiang Jing entered Mashiro Shiina's name into the search box. Hundreds of messages popped up immediately, and he clicked on the top one.

"And you can't compare people with each other. Comparing one another will only make people mad. Look, Shiina has to be taken care of every day when she washes her face. Gee, she's an international talented painter of beautiful girls."

Looking at the beautiful girl in the red shoulderless dress on the page, who was being watched by countless people on the stage, Jiang Jing couldn't help but shake his head with sigh.

"Look, in Sakurasou, you, Hitoshi-senpai, are a famous screenwriter before you graduate from high school, and Misaki-senpai is a famous genius monster in the animation industry."

"Senior, senior, I'm so cute and pretty, how can you call me a monster?" Misaki protested in the distance, waving a spoon.

"Sorry, I made a mistake. You should be an alien."

"Not to mention Shiina, a single-minded creature. Even Akasaka, who never leaves the house every day, is already a pervert who is a highly-employed engineer of a large club in his second year of high school."

"The remaining teacher Qianxun is also famous as a fighting leftover girl. She is busy socializing every day but can't sell herself. However, her spirit of fighting and defeating is also worthy of recognition."

"Among the six people in Sakurasou, I am the only one with an average appearance, average personality, average height, and average grades. I don't even know what to fill in for my application."

"After such a comparison, does Senior Ren feel more confident?" Jiang Jing spread his hands and shook his head with a sigh.

"Hahahaha... Sorata, when did you stop complaining and become humorous? But when you say that, I feel a lot better."

Smiling, Mitaka Jin looked at Jiang Jing: "But I think you should pass the next level first."

"Fighting with leftover women...repeatedly defeated..."

The sound of gnashing teeth sounded behind Jiang Jing, like the cold wind blowing from hell. Behind him, Qianshi Qianxun looked at Jiang Jing with a strong murderous look in his eyes.

"Ahhhhh..."

"What are you doing?"

Shiina Mashiro from upstairs and downstairs stared blankly at the scene where Jiang Jing was being strangled by Chihiro Sengoku, making strange noises from his mouth.

Jiang Jing, who was three times as strong as an ordinary person, didn't care about Qianshi Qianxun's attack at all, but with such a big patch of softness on the back of his head, he thought it would be better to cooperate.

"Dinner is done, let's eat."

"Today we come to the Russian Carousel. One of the six plates will have a surprise. Everyone can choose freely and see who has better luck." Misaki Kamiigusa announced loudly.

"Senior, you won't put a lot of wasabi in a meal again, will you?" Jiang Jing, who struggled to break away from Qianshi Qianhiro, came to the dining table and looked at the excited Misaki Kamuigusa speechlessly.

"Hey, my junior has become smarter, and he actually guessed that I put wasabi." Misaki Kamikusa was stunned.

"I want this."

At this moment, Mitaka Jin was the first to take away the dinner plate on the far left.

Seeing this, Jiang Jing shook his head, his nose with a keen sense of smell twitched, and then he picked up the two rightmost portions first: "Shiina and I will take these two plates."

"Al...junior, are you so decisive this time? Then I'll choose this one." Misaki Kamikusa chose the middle one.

Mitaka Jin looked at Chihiro Sengoku who was standing aside: "Teacher Chihiro, don't you choose?"

"There's no rush, you guys eat first, and I'll see if anyone gets tricked before I choose." Qianshi Qianxun opened the refrigerator and took out a can of beer, leaned on the chair and shook his head calmly.

Mitaka Jin decisively opened the half bowl of rice with chopsticks, and then smiled: "I don't have any."

"Neither do I." Mashiro Shiina also imitated Mitaka Jin and opened the rice halfway.

"Don't look at me, it's definitely not mine." Jiang Jing smiled easily, confident.

"Ha...here I am..." Misaki Uekusa opened the rice in the bowl and was very happy when she looked at the green mustard underneath, as if she had really won a lottery.

"Don't tell me that you don't even know which game it is?" Mitaka Jin looked at Misaki Kamikusa in shock.

"I don't know. I made them all exactly the same, and then put them out of order. This is fun."

"Ahem...it's indeed Misaki-senpai's character."

"By the way Kanda, remember to fill out your application form and hand it in tomorrow. The people above are urging those who haven't filled in their applications yet." At the dinner table, Qianshi Qianhiro did not forget to say.

"So urgent? Okay?" Jiang Dingding nodded.

"Speaking of this, junior, what have you planned to do in the future?" Misaki Kamikusa looked at Jiang Jing with interest: "Is it to enter a higher education? To become a teacher? Or to be a social worker? A wretched young man..."