Chapter 265: Confidence is also necessary for Uesugi.

In a Japanese-style cottage, outside the window is a fresh and cool green tree courtyard.

Huamaru Hanabu held the crystal-like rabbit-shaped and fruit in his hand, and then ate it in one bite.

“Delicious~”

There were many lifelike flowers, birds, fish and insects in the small wooden plate in front of her.

These are pastries made from raw materials such as glutinous rice, beans, and Yamato.

These snacks are delicate, soft and delicious. When you bite them, you will feel soft in your mouth.

Paired with a bit of delicately prepared fragrance matcha, it only makes people feel that it is the perfect afternoon tea time.

Shirahara Qiexiang sat opposite her, looking at her happy eating, occasionally lifting up the table with half-drinking Leaf Green Matcha, and taking a sip.

Girls like some exquisite and cute snacks, but they often see that the food looks cute and they will become afraid to eat it, and they will treat it as a toy ornamental.

However, Shirahara Qihuixiang felt that Hanamana was very delicious to eat, and her fruits made in the morning would soon be wiped out by her.

Seeing Hanamaru Hanabu having a happy meal, Miss Suhara said to her:

"Huahuo, should you learn to make this kind of pastry with me?"

"Is that OK?" Hanamara Hanami immediately raised her head, holding a cup of matcha in both hands.

"Yes, that's OK."

Hanamaru Hanabu immediately put down the teacup and stood up, and gave a small gift obediently, "Thank you sister."

"Sit down quickly and learn to make a pastry." Shirahara Qiexiang said with a smile, "It is important to match the ratio with fruit water. Be sure to pay attention, otherwise the dough is too solid and the dough is not formed if it is less."

In fact, Hanaman Hanabuki has learned to do this and fruit in books before, but it has been formed, but it cannot create so many unique and rich shapes.

When I heard what Kazuhara Qiexiang said, I kept numbing my head.

Even though they were both girls, Miss Suhara thought she was extremely cute and couldn't help but smile and say:

"Eat quickly, I'll take you to make it first after you finish it."

Huawan Huahuo glanced at the lotus dessert held by green leaves on the table:

"Sister, can you pretend first?"

"Pretending it? Who do you want to give it to? Well, I understand." Halfway through speaking, Shiahara Qiaki turned to smile.

Hanamaru Hanabu: "I want to make one myself, and then give the one I made by my sister to Sei-jun."

With a simple and thoughtful little girlfriend's thoughts, Shirahara Qihui felt that there were fewer and fewer girls like Hanamara Hanagua.

"Okay, I'll pack it with a box first."

"Okay, thank you sister."

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On the other side, Uesugi Koto and Hama Yuehui came to the dojo.

The floors of Kendo Hall are not covered with cement.

Wooden boards are best to minimize friction between footsteps and the ground.

Kendo often has slipping, jumping and slashing movements. Generally, solid wood floors are not banned, and double-layer keel-shaped wooden boards need to be used to consolidate the solidity.

There are often gyms, and the floors of clubs cannot be renovated even if they crack.

The most important thing is the price issue. Keel wood costs more than 6,000 yen per square meter.

There are many people in the temple who are working hard to practice waving, sweating profusely and panting.

There were also several people wearing headbands who were fighting each other.

Uesugi Koto glanced at him briefly. Conservatively, there were more than 30 people, and they were still around 25 or 26 years old. There were men and women, and men accounted for the majority.

There are not many girls who like kendo, and they usually have strong personalities.

As soon as the two stepped into the dojo, the students' eyes gathered on the two and gradually stopped their movements.

"Hey! Yuehui! What does Mr. Normal School say?" The woman who sounded bright and bright shouted to Bin Yuehui.

"Mr. Normal school is still the same." Bin Yuehui said helplessly.

Uncle Suhara is the owner and teacher of Wuxin Pavilion. Although he is the famous sign of Wuxin Pavilion, he never cared about it.

The students who came to study could not learn from Mr. Normal University, but they were not dissatisfied at all.

If you want to ask why, it is probably the teacher taught by Mr. Normal University.

And Miss Shirahara, who manages the daily affairs of the gym, is kind and kind.

Bin Yuehui's kendo uniform is still worn on her body, and the one on the front of her waist is a famous bag with the name written on it.

Uesugi Doo found that the person who was just talking about it had written on the top of the famous bag of the person who was talking about it, and the orange was written on the bottom.

Kendo name bags are used to identify the identity. Generally, the name of the hall or school is written above and the surname is written below.

There are positions or titles in the gym. The big characters below are titles, and the small characters on the left are surnames.

Of course, there are also people who can write whatever they want.

But this kind of maverick guy is unlikely to appear.

"What should we do? Today we will practice Su Zhen?" Juyou looked at the people around him, and many people who were competing stopped.

"No," answered Bin Yuehui, and then pointed to Uesugi Sao on the side, "Mr. Normal school asked this senior brother to guide us in training."

"Senior brother?"

I looked at Uesugi with Jujutsu up and down. This is too young.

"Yuehui, you call him - Senior Brother?"

Bin Yuehui is a very old student and has qualifications, otherwise everyone would not have asked him to invite Sakahara to guide his sword skills.

But he actually called a person seven or eight years younger than him as his senior brother?

The students in the museum started discussing.

Uesugizo also wondered why she became a senior brother. According to her seniority, she should be a junior brother.

Forget it, it doesn’t matter, just give them a lesson.

A young man who is not yet 20 years old comes to teach himself?

To be honest, although kendo also emphasizes etiquette and friendliness, I just don’t believe that this young man can have any experience to teach himself.

"I'll ask, how many levels have my senior brother been promoted to this year's rank review?" Another person asked reluctantly, calling someone younger than him as his senior brother, that's really barely.

Japan has always been an environment for evaluating students.

No matter where it is.

Even in school, you cannot go to the third grade territory in the first grade.

Clubs? In the first grade of clubs, they always do the chores about handling miscellaneous items, serving tea and water, and cleaning the floor.

"I haven't passed the exam." Uesugi Do understands that they don't trust him.

This is normal. Just like Guan Gong is playing a big knife in front of him, whoever will laugh when he sees it. In the eyes of the students, they are now showing off their skills.

The teacher trainee who is lying in the hospital for recovery is Liu Duan Lianshi. Why is this young man compared with Liu Duan Lianshi?

Why can we guide everyone as a teacher training agent?

The students' discussions became more intense.

From time to time, remarks such as "Is this still a high school student?", "What did Mr. Normal University think?", "I think I am very good at the second year of middle school?", "I am ridiculous and childish."

Pride is born, especially those who have practiced kendo. They will definitely feel that they are better than ordinary people and feel that they will definitely beat ordinary people if they practice kendo.

This is a common thing.

The continuous achievements of practicing kendo satisfy their sense of accomplishment and enrich their self-confidence.

Jiandao practices self-confidence, and what you need to suppress is self-confidence.

"Quiet!"

I seem to be very prestigious among the students, and I stop them from discussing.

She also suppressed her inner doubts and contempt and tried to make herself humbly to the young man ahead who was seven or eight years younger than her:

"Senior Brother. You should know that there are many low-level swordsmen in the swordsman world bragging to the outside world how powerful they are. They are farther than their ranks, but they never take action. They-"

The sound of my words accompanied by Uesugi Ou's hand stretching out to stop him, and stopped.

Uesuma Tho interrupted her directly, walked to the wall, took a wooden knife on the shelf and weighed it a few times to try the feel.

Then, he glanced at everyone under the gaze of all the students in the museum.

"Well, I know what you are worried about, it's just that I don't have enough qualifications, no rank, no grades, and no grades, and I can't teach you the knowledge of a kendo class.

"I also understand that you can't listen to what I say now. After all, you have no status. It's all about the face given by Mr. Normal University. I'm all new to everyone. Maybe someone has seen me once or twice by chance, but I should think I'm a guest and came to Shirahara's house as a guest."
To be continued...