Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

Wen Yao didn't take Jiang Ci's matter to heart.

But this does not mean that she can be completely immune from Shen Ci's incident.

After waking up from a nap, I started the afternoon classes.

Busy but fulfilling.

Rabbit Demon listened carefully to the lectures and took notes in class. She organized her notes and did her homework between classes. She attended two classes in a row until...the head teacher suddenly appeared and called her away.

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"Why do you think the head teacher called Wen Yao?"

"Who knows, I guess it has something to do with Shen Ci..."

"I guess so……"

The two people at the back table were discussing in a low voice. They were concerned that Shen Ci was still in his seat and did not make a loud noise.

The young man kept writing, and the words he wrote with the signature pen were as powerful as what he wrote on the blackboard.

Jiangling not only writes beautifully, but also writes numbers in a style of his own, taking into account both beauty and individuality.

Wen Yao couldn't help but praise it when she saw it for the first time.

But now Wen Yao is not there, only Jiang Ling is sitting on the seat, his face facing the light, with an incomprehensible expression.

The discussion between the two people behind them has not stopped yet.

"Stop talking, let's see when Wen Yao comes back. The head teacher specifically asked not to mention Shen Ci."

"Harm, I don't understand. Shen Ci didn't happen in school, so why shouldn't he mention it..."

"Shhh... he is a student of our school after all. If something happens to Shen Ci now, the police will definitely come to the school to investigate..."

"Ah...too!"

The No. 3 Middle School has such a great reputation in the city that it can be said to be the "temple" in the hearts of junior high school students in the city, and it is also among the best in the country.

The chain reaction caused by Shen Ci's accident this time is bound to be huge.

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"Host, are you okay?"

The system asked with some worry.

"Xiao Tong, I'm fine."

The rabbit demon shook his head, his steps were a little frivolous, one step deep and one shallow, as if he was stepping on cotton.

Just now the head teacher called her away to give her a few words, and then took her to see two police staff.

They asked her some questions about Shen Ci, but they didn't know much... It was just about Shen Ci's interpersonal relationships at school, his usual personality, family situation, etc...

The rabbit demons answered truthfully based on the memory of the original owner.

To be honest, the original owner didn't know anything.

Shen Ci... was neither the kind of introverted child who would be bullied nor the kind of unruly young man who would be rebellious and showy.

It's just that the two police officers responsible for questioning Wen Yao were a little serious. When Wen Yao came out of the house, her legs were still a little weak.

When she came, the head teacher brought her in, but when she left, the head teacher stayed in the room to talk to the police and asked her to go back alone.

When the rabbit demon passed by the supermarket, his beautiful big eyes rolled. Instead of going back to class directly, he turned around and entered the supermarket.

This section is a history class. Since the cultural class that Wen Yao took in the first small world was a history test, Wen Yao's history was pretty good.

And the most important thing is...the original owner of this world wants to become an excellent doctor.

According to the city's admissions regulations, if Wen Yao wants to study related medical subjects to become a doctor, Wen Yao must choose science when dividing arts and sciences.

History and geography...are not that important to her.

Many students who are determined to study theory have the same idea as Wen Yao, but... they don't have the opportunity to skip class like Wen Yao did today.

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"Hey! Look at the door. Is Wen Yao back?"

A classmate at the back table suddenly whispered to another classmate.

"Yes……"

The classmates who raised their heads after hearing the sound happened to see the girl approaching the door slowly, and were a little stunned.

Wen Yao...is she so beautiful?

In her impression, Wen Yao was only somewhat beautiful, with fair skin and an infectious smile...but her facial features were far less refined than they are now.

The rabbit demon didn't notice the abnormality of the two people at the back desk, and knocked on the door, "Sorry, teacher, I'm back."

"Go back to your seat."

The history teacher is an old man wearing thick glasses. I heard that he will retire in a few years.

He waved his hand casually, signaling Wen Yao to return to her seat.

Wen Yao lowered her head slightly, walked to the edge of her seat, and blinked at Jiang Ling.

There is a huge peach blossom tree in No. 3 Middle School that is very famous. In summer, it blooms a tree of soft pink flowers, which is particularly beautiful.

Jiang Ling has seen the tree blossom many times, and also seen Wen Yao's lips many times...

He was convinced.

The petals of the peach blossom are not as attractive as her lips.

But at sixteen she was... still too young.

The young man swallowed calmly.

When Wen Yao saw Jiang Ling motionless for a long time, she had no choice but to remind him, "Jiang Ling, let me come in."

Because she was in class, the girl spoke in a low voice, but her mouth shape was very exaggerated.

Jiang Ling said "hmm" and finally was willing to look away from the girl's lips.

"Host, there is a small note next to you!"

The system suddenly reminded him in his mind.

"what?"

Wen Yao reacted in her mind before she understood what the system meant.

"Where is it?"

The rabbit demon asked the system and looked around.

Before the system could reply, she spotted the small paper ball next to her arm.

She glanced around casually first, and suddenly noticed the fiery eyes on the table behind her...

It's like firing "star cannonballs".

"Uh……"

The rabbit demon swallowed hard without realizing it, picked up the paper ball and shook it at the two of them.

In exchange, the two nodded fiercely and restrainedly.

The fierceness was a sign to Wen Yao that this ball of paper was written by them, and the restraint was because the history teacher was still in class.

Even if only a very small number of students in this class end up studying literature, the subject of history is not very important to them.

But after all, the teacher is in class, so they can't be too presumptuous.

Wen Yao, with a question mark on her face, slowly opened the note.

……

It turned out that he asked her what she was doing when she was called out, and Shen Ci was also mentioned.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaotian was not the only one who was curious about Shen Ci.

"..."

Wen Yao thought for a moment, picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the note, then balled it up and threw it into the back row.

The small ball of paper drew a beautiful parabola in the air——

Wen Yao felt that the force of her throw was just right, and she smiled proudly.

After throwing away the note, she realized that... the pen in her hand didn't seem to feel right...

Ah, this, this, this.

Isn’t this Jiangling’s pen?

She said that she didn't remember having such a good pen.

Smooth and easy to write.

"Jiang Ling, I'm sorry, I picked up the wrong pen..."

The girl put her palms together and bowed slightly.

"It's okay... I'll just give you this pen."

The young man's eyes only stayed on the pen for a short while, and he spent most of the time looking at Wen Yao.

So cute...

"Ah ah ah, host, are you going to accept this pen?"

The system is a little itchy.

Last time we promoted Cyber ​​Melon Seeds, its empty coffers finally began to fill up again.

I really want to bet on whether the host will accept the pen given by the fragment.

"If you don't accept it... what if Jiang Ling hates other people touching his things, and I touched his pen and he didn't want it anymore, but he was too embarrassed to say it clearly..."

If this is the case, Wen Yao's refusal to accept the pen will only make things difficult for Jiang Ling.

Judging from the fragments of the previous small worlds, it is not impossible that Jiangling has this kind of mysophobia. "If you accept it...it would be too embarrassing."

Jiang Ling treated her to vanilla-flavored milk, but now he also gave her a pen...

"So host, you decide..."

The system listened to Wen Yao's analysis for a long time, but did not hear her conclusion.

"Thank you, Jiangling-san!"

The rabbit demon did not reply to the system alone, but showed a bright smile to the fragment.

"You're welcome."

Jiang Ling also smiled in return.

"Ah, yes, host, what is written on that little note?"

The system can see everyone in the class.

It found that after receiving her note... the expressions of Wen Yao's two back desk members were a little subtle.

"It's nothing. They came to inquire about what I went through after I was called away." The rabbit demon pouted, "I said it was just about Shen Ci's basic situation in school... nothing else."

"what……"

The system let out a slightly disappointed "Ah".

That's it.

It thought there was some secret.

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After answering the system's questions, the two students at the back table also stopped and stopped throwing small paper balls.

Wen Yao began to remember notes one after another.

Since it was a relatively unimportant subject, she remembered her notes very casually, mainly... because of the pen Jiang Linggang gave her.

It's a bit embarrassing to say.

The pen rolled into the middle of the two of them at some point, even leaning towards her desk. It also looked very similar to the pen commonly used by the original owner. Wen Yao didn't realize that she had picked it up by mistake at first.

Really smooth.

Taking notes was not the purpose, but Wen Yao wrote a lot of words in the notebook. The more he wrote, the more magical the pen became.

The rabbit demon secretly turned his head to see what his good deskmate was doing.

But she found... he didn't seem to be listening to the history class like a small number of students in the class, nor was he doing homework in other subjects like most of the students in the class.

Just looking at her.

The rabbit demon coughed twice in embarrassment, just in time to ask his question.

"Jiang Ling, what brand is this pen?"

"Well..." The young man naturally turned his head and leaned a little closer to Wen Yao, "This pen... look at the edge..."

He put his hand on the pressing area of ​​the signature pen and tapped it twice.

Wen Yao looked along the young man's fingertips and read out in a low voice: "wind..."

It turns out the pen has the brand written on the edge.

It's just that the characters are too small and the printing is inconspicuous. Wen Yao didn't see it just now.

Keeping the brand name in mind, Wen Yao decided to buy a few pens of this brand after school.

"Wind sounds quite like 'warm'..."

The rabbit demon said suddenly.

She feels that this brand of pens has a lot to do with her.

Although "wind" means "wind" in Chinese, it sounds very much like "warm" in Chinese.

It seems that the pen was born to suit Wen Yao.

"..."

Jiang Ling didn't say anything for a long time. Wen Yao was wondering if it was his far-fetched homophony that made him speechless...

She turned her head to look——

But I found it was completely different from what I imagined.

Jiang Ling's expression was obviously stunned.

The trance is beyond words.

Did what she said put him in a trance?

The rabbit demon's eyes were confused, and he softly called Jiang Ling's name twice——

"Gangling, Gangling."

"Ah."

The young man's stunned expression collapsed and he looked at Wen Yao and motioned for her to continue.

The rabbit demon wanted to ask himself if there was anything wrong with his "wind-like body" and why he had such a big reaction.

But after all, he wasn't very familiar with Shard... The rabbit demon couldn't directly inquire about him, so he simply shook his head and thanked him again.

"Thank you for your pen..."

"You're welcome."

Jiang Ling lowered his eyes to cover up the heat in his eyes.

"Wind is like warm"... This was not the first time he heard "Wen Yao" say it.

Only this time, he made Wen Yao discover the "wind" pen much earlier.

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Bai Mengjie, who was diagonally behind, looked up at her watch and happened to witness this scene.

The boys and girls behaved appropriately, tilting their heads and whispering something to each other.

They obviously didn't do anything out of the ordinary, just "whispering", but it just made people feel that there was an atmosphere between the two of them that no one else could get involved in.

Plus they both look good.

It's the kind of good-looking person who can look good without makeup or flashy clothes.

It's simply a joy to sit with.

Bai Mengjie herself is not bad in appearance. Many people have praised her as a "little beauty" since she was a child.

But she also had to admit that Wen Yao and Jiang Ling were so good-looking...it seemed like they were from a different dimension.

She couldn't even feel jealous.

From the bottom of her heart, she felt that these two people were a perfect match, so she could only let some sour emotions spread in her chest...

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The history class was finally over, and the students who were drowsy after listening quickly ran out of the classroom like they were having fun.

Wen Yao didn't run, but she got up and left the classroom.

Jiang Ling was very straightforward when he got out of the way for her, but ever since Wen Yao left his seat, his eyes had been lingering on the girl.

It is normal to go out between classes to use the bathroom or go to the playground to get some fresh air.

But...Jiang Ling intuitively felt that Wen Yao had something else to do when he left the classroom.

He knew her too well.

Everything she wanted to say.

The emotion you want to express behind your expression.

What does each action mean?

...No one knows better than him.

—

Sure enough, Wen Yao came back within a few minutes of going out, with her hands behind her back and her movements a bit awkward.

"Um... Jiang Ling-san, the vanilla milk you gave me just now is delicious, so I went to the supermarket and bought some vanilla-flavored things."

"But... the supermarket is currently offering a buy one, get one free... I seem to have accidentally bought too much... Can you please help me share the load?"

The girl's eyes were sparkling, without any impurities, purely like some kind of rare gem among the impurities.

Tsk.

What she said was very similar to that of the girl who stopped him during the day.

They all used lame excuses that people could see through at a glance.

But why do her words sound so moving?

Jiang Ling secretly took a deep breath and adjusted his tone.

No.

Don't scare her.

From Wen Yao's perspective, she had just met him.

"Of course...thank you."

The young man pointed to a large bag of vanilla snacks in Wen Yao's hand and said with a smile: "I like vanilla the best."

No.

Actually, she likes the smell of vanilla.