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

"In this situation where you can't finish the questions...in fact, you just need to plan your time well from the beginning..."

The rabbit demon began to rack his brains to share his experience in answering questions.

She was not used to the answering rules of the human world at first, but after such a long period of study, she had already figured out the key.

Unexpectedly, although Fragment is smart, he will have problems with this test-taking technique.

"And if you encounter questions you don't know, you can skip them first..."

Wen Yao was still sharing his experience, and Jiang Ling kept giving timely responses.

The rabbit demon also talked more and more enthusiastically with his encouragement.

But in the corner where the girl can't see...

Someone has some ideas hatched.

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"Father Jiang and mother Jiang, it's not me who said it, but what kind of wind brought you two here?"

The grade dean was always feared by students for his vigorous and resolute behavior, but he lost his temper in front of this couple.

"Hey, director, speak slowly, speak slowly."

Father Jiang handed a cup of tea to the grade director and said cheerfully.

Grade director: "..."

This is obviously his office.

Jiang Ling’s parents have a very mysterious background, so why do they still have a strange temperament...

He couldn't put it into words, but he just had that kind of temperament that made you feel very uncomfortable, but you had to do what he said...

"Don't be nervous, we are here just to make suggestions for the school's honor list."

"Ah, give me suggestions, it's good to give suggestions..."

When the grade director heard that it was a suggestion, his eyes became happy.

It’s better to make suggestions than requests.

Wait, honor roll?

Isn't the honor list just for those who rank at the top of the exam to be on the list?

Is there anything else I can suggest?

The grade director's eyes widened, looking very disbelieving.

But Jiang's mother seemed to completely understand the grade director's thoughts, and said slowly: "That's it... We feel that the purpose of establishing the honor list is to commend outstanding students. If there are no named students, they must be accompanied by photos. This is not good for some Isn’t it unfair for students who are dissatisfied with their appearance?”

"Very unfair?"

After hearing this, the grade director's eyes widened even more, and the doubts in his tone only increased.

Isn’t it a common thing to have photos on the honor roll?

What's unfair about this?

Does Jiang's father and Jiang's mother have any other purpose for being given such a big label?

The grade dean first frowned in confusion, and then started to start a conspiracy theory.

"Yeah...it's very unfair!"

Father Jiang and Mother Jiang answered this question at the same time.

Grade director: "..."

He wasn't really asking, but these two people actually answered in a decent manner.

"Then... Father Jiang, Mother Jiang, what do you want?"

The grade director finally got to the point.

"We hope that the honor roll of No. 3 Middle School will remove photos and only retain individual names and achievements."

"Uh……"

Jiangling's parents finally made their demands.

It's actually a bit strange.

But the grade director wiped his sweat secretly and thought it was okay.

"Okay, we'll report it to the top."

Although he felt that this request was not excessive, the grade director still did not agree to it, but made his words very ambiguous.

"Okay, let's come back next week."

The grade director's ambiguous words did not arouse the displeasure of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother. The two looked as normal and just nodded to indicate that they would come next week.

Grade Director: "!"

too frightening.

Aren't they going to come back next week just to see if the school has implemented the issue?

It’s just a matter of giving opinions, but you actually have to monitor...

Oh my goodness.

Really scary.

—

"Look, the honor list has changed!"

A student standing in front of the honor list scratched his head and asked the people around him unclearly.

"Is there a new exam? What changes?" The student next to him curled his lips casually.

But he paused when he looked at the honor roll.

It’s really different.

It feels like the entire style and texture have been raised to a higher level.

"There is no difference from the front, aren't they still the same people?"

"Idiot! It's not the difference between people, it's the photos! It turns out the photo above is missing!"

The classmate who was scratching his head became excited again and shook his head slightly.

"Uh...pictures."

What's wrong with this thing... Why do you want to remove the photo?

The classmate next to me was speechless for a moment and couldn't figure out why the photo was suddenly removed from the honor list.

"Maybe it has something to do with Wen Yao!"

The classmate scratching his head looks naive, but in fact he sees things quite clearly.

"Ah Wen Yao - that's true."

The classmate next to him first sighed in realization, and then nodded in understanding.

Wen Yao, from Grade 11, caused a sensation in the whole school because her photo appeared on the honor roll.

If it's because of her... then the cancellation of the photo from the Hall of Fame is indeed excusable.

"No... I also want to see what the top students look like..."

"Just study. Why do you care about what other people look like? I think it's good to cancel the photo system."

……

Regarding the cancellation of the honor list, students held various opinions.

It's just that... the rabbit demon doesn't know anything about this, and still learns his own habits indifferently.

Zhang Xiaotian even complained about her once.

"No, we have become famous figures, yet we are still so calm..."

"Ah? What kind of influential figure?"

The rabbit demon didn't know about this. At most, he just felt that there were more students around the class and the normal recess would be more noisy.

"Your deskmate really...protects you very well."

Zhang Xiaotian swallowed.

She came to see Wen Yao once, and happened to meet other people who were also looking for Wen Yao. Even the classmate went to Jiangling to call Wen Yao.

Jiangling... of course did not enter the classroom to call Wen Yao.

He rejected the classmate directly.

Zhang Xiaotian didn't hear clearly what he said specifically because he was too far away, but...

She only knew that the classmate's eyes were a little red when he left.

Isn't it... a man who is a majestic man, but he was made to cry by Jiang Ling after only a few words.

Although Zhang Xiaotian didn't understand, she deeply believed that "Jiang Ling protected Wen Yao very well."

"Protection... indeed."

The rabbit demon felt that the word was used a little strangely, as if it was too solemn.

However, Jiang Ling gave her sleep-aid health products, which was indeed a kind of "protection" to a certain extent.

And that health care product is really easy to use. After Wen Yao used it a few times, she would no longer have very realistic dreams about Shen Ci even if she didn't use it.

It is also because of this that the rabbit demon automatically stopped taking it after taking it for a period of time. The rabbit demon has not had a bad dream since she stopped using the sleep-aid health products provided by Shard.

How can this... not be regarded as a kind of "protection" and "rescue"?

"I think he's pretty good too."

The rabbit demon himself found an explanation for Zhang Xiaotian's words and nodded in agreement.

"what……"

Zhang Xiaotian, as the third person, can just say this.

As the first person involved, Wen Yao still said this... somewhat arousing people's jealousy.

Although Zhang Xiaotian said that she did not question her long-time classmate and friend, she still pursed her lips and let out a long "eh".

"Okay, I'll be in the top ten of my grade without saying a word, and I'll have a caring deskmate who protects me. Oh my god, Wen Yao, what a good life you're living day by day!"

The rabbit demon blinked, but did not deny it.

"By the way... Wen Yao, tell me the truth, is there really nothing going on between you and your deskmate?"

Handsome guys, pretty girls, adolescence, deskmates, getting along day and night...

Any one of these elements has something to say, not to mention that they are also combined in the pair of Wen Yao and Jiang Ling.

"My deskmate and I..."

The rabbit demon pondered for a moment, then looked at his innocent and curious companion.

It's hard.

Since she was sincerely angry, she would grant the human cub's wish for a while.

"In the future... there is a high probability that we will get married——"

The girl just opened her mouth, and Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but spill a little of the milk tea she had just taken in her hand, and it sprayed out for a long distance.

"puff……"

"Marriage? Wen Yao, did you hear me clearly? What on earth are you talking about?"

Zhang Xiaotian even began to doubt herself.

One of her and Wen Yao must have some mental problems.

She thinks her mental state is fine...so who has the problem?

—

The rabbit demon hasn't dreamed about Shen Ci for a long time.

This time I saw him again.

To be precise, I saw him in the dream.

In this dream, she didn't even see "Wen Yao", only Shen Ci.

Also...seems to protect and be alone.

The rabbit demon can only dream and read the contents of the dream at a glance. In the dream, "where Jiang Ling cannot see, Wen Yao is nodding in the box."

"You...she...so, yours is...the culprit!"

Perhaps because she or the original owner was not in the dream, Wen Yao's dream was intermittent this time.

Moreover, the content was very unclear. She could only vaguely see the sleeping figures.

The rabbit demon never shows off at such moments, and directly calls out to the system in his mind——

"Xiao Tong, Xiao Tong, are you there? Come and have a look at this dream. I felt strange for a while..."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Tsk, the rabbit demon changed the question mark again, but could only receive the answer from the little robot: "Tsk, your dream has arrived."

Even because the sound of the machine was too loud, Wen Yao felt that this didn't look like her family.

Confused, confused.

I really can’t tell who is with whom.

"How do you prove...what if...that wouldn't be the case?"

The people in the dream began to talk.

It sounds like there should be more than two people in the dream scene.

"You just have to...don't leave any traces—"

"What? Aren't you moved? Then I'm not welcome -"

After talking for a few more words, Wen Yao was finally able to confirm that the scene in the dream was Shen Ci's home.

The character in the dream, Shen Ci, was discussing something with his mother.

"Then commit suicide. Do you still need me to help you? Trash!"

"Don't let her down. Is being disappointed again and again really what you want?"

In the dream, "Shen Ci" was talking more and more noisily, and he spoke a few words quite powerfully. I don't know if I thought he was doing something extremely righteous...

Instead of talking to a boy with a defective heart without any scruples.

Wait...there's a flaw in my heart!

Isn’t this talking about Shen Ci?

Depression, maybe antisocial personality...

If Wen Yao heard correctly, the person who was harshly spoken to was clearly Shen Ci...

Then who is the person who has been making harsh words to try to induce Shen Ci?

Wen Yao had preconceivedly thought that person was Shen Ci, but now that she discovered the real Shen Ci, the original one...

In a flash of lightning, some inspiration flashed through the rabbit demon's mind.

She seemed to know something.

—

No matter what the rabbit demon thinks, the dream should continue.

"No, of course this is not what I want, but why should I believe you -"

The unknown voice continues...

Although the tone was plain, it contained an inexplicable tone... The more the rabbit demon listened, the more he felt... it was very confusing.

So familiar.

Where have you heard such a familiar voice?

Wen Yao, who has traveled through several small planes, has experience this time.

Often...this very familiar feeling...is related to the fragments of this small world.

Gangneung!

Yes, it’s Gangneung!

This familiar voice sounded so much like Jiangling.

As if to verify Wen Yao's guess, the scene in the dream's vision changed, and a boy's face appeared.

Handsome, youthful, and a face that can easily become the crush in the love letters of girls of the same age.

Who else could Jiangling be if he were not a fragment of this small world?

—

"Host, are you saying that Jiang Ling, a fragment of this world, is inducing the original owner's former deskmate Shen Ci to commit suicide?"

The system felt that this sentence was too convoluted, but it summarized what the host said and that was what it meant.

The fragment and the original owner's former deskmate, two completely unrelated people, are actually related.

"Yes, Xiao Tong - I don't know if what I think is right or not. I could only get a vague idea in my dream, but I'm not completely sure."

The rabbit demon's tone was solemn.

As soon as she woke up from yesterday's dream, she immediately told the system about her dream, for fear that she would forget part of it the next second.

"Ah host...don't be too nervous, maybe...it's really just a dream!"

The system likes conspiracy theories very much, but even it can't accept what Wen Yao said...

"I hope so, I still have to... find a chance to test the fragments."

The rabbit demon's heavy mood did not get better because of the system's relief.

Although this has nothing to do with her strategy mission or the original owner's wish, but...

The rabbit demon does not want Jiangling to be involved in any murder cases.

This is a matter of principle.

And how old is Gangneung?

Just a high school student aged sixteen or seventeen...

Wait, thinking about it this way, it seems that his 100 points of blackening value have become reasonable.

The rabbit demon clenched his fists.

—

"Jiang Ling, maybe you know Shen Ci?"

The girl tilted her head and looked straight at the boy.

The young man, who was writing math problems with his head down, paused with his pen, and then replied nonchalantly: "I think I've heard of it. Was he your former deskmate?"

Before Wen Yao could say anything else, the young man asked again: "Why do you suddenly ask about this?"