Pray and become a magical girl

Chapter 71: Oolong

Jiang Feier sneezed cutely and then closed the window.

After she returned to her room, she did not go to bed immediately. After all, she had decided to stay up late to read novels today...

Please, this is one of the few hobbies that I have retained after the super power era.

Besides, she is just a magical girl, not a god without emotions.

Of course, as Cheng Haoran's brother, and a good boy recognized by seniors Yi Ran and Xing Gong, Jiang Feier will definitely ensure that it will not affect tomorrow's rehearsal and training.

Well, the flowers that symbolize life are not so easy to wither.

If the staff from the research institute appeared here, their jaws would drop to the ground.

Those exotic plants that were deemed untamable were now nestling peacefully in small pots like kittens. Oh, they would even angrily snap their fingers in protest when the girl teased them.

"No, man, you were so tough in front of us and other plant-type mutants!" The young director would definitely shout like this.

Well, it can only be said that the potential S-level supernatural power also showed its power at this time.

Jiang Feier closed the book, her mood was as cloudless as the sky tonight. It was natural for her to be able to help brother Cheng Haoran, but she seemed a little distant.

Well~ It turns out that she still can’t adapt to getting along with them normally. After all, the first lesson that the Super Power Era taught this young bounty hunter was to be careful with the opposite sex.

As for why there is only some estrangement, you are just kidding. How distorted can the personality of a child who would act like a spoiled child in Senior Xinggong's arms be? Miss Xinggong's power is omnipotent!

Well, the serious reason is that a girl's heart is sensitive and innocent. It is easy for a piece to be missing for some reason, and it is also easy for it to be filled again for some reason. A child blessed by the stars can completely relax and fall asleep.

Should I move to an open-air house? Would the probability of dreaming about the starry sky be greater this way?
So Jiang Feier doesn't need a life mentor or anything. Of course, the two young men are completely unaware of this. Cheng Haoran handed over a cigarette and Zhou Changqing took it naturally.

"By the way, what are you thinking about?"

“Think about how to take care of a dying white chrysanthemum in the garden.”

"Then Teacher Zhou, what good ideas do you have?"

"Just like the smoke that rises from this cigarette when it is lit."

"What do you mean?"

"I have no idea."

"..."

Well, this guy’s chuunibyou has struck again.

The policeman laughed at himself and said, "I have never even held a girl's hand, how can I possibly know how to guide a girl with a twisted personality."

"Who is different?"

Of course, this statement excludes the time when the idol lady is being intimate with other girls.

"Fei'er has friends, right?" Zhou Changqing asked after a sigh.

"Yes, but the way they get along is a little strange, as if there is always a barrier between them."

That being said, it is not the cause of disharmony.

Miss Xinggong, who is an emotional idiot, can sense the strange relationship between An Yuxin and Tan Lin. There is no reason why Jiang Feier, who lives with them day and night, cannot see it.

"Disharmony?" Zhou Changqing asked this.

"No, there is a gap anyway."

"I can't even open up to my friends, and the distance between us and the opposite sex will only grow bigger. Sigh~ I'm so sad——"

Zhou Changqing "very politely" put out the burnt cigarette butt and threw it out of the window.

I supported my head with my hands. People always said that the cool night breeze could help clear my mind, but in fact it had no effect.

Cheng Haoran ignited the engine, and the engine traction wheel axle began to rotate slowly.

There was no other way but to ask her senior Yiran to take action. This was probably the only person Jiang Feier wanted to open her heart to.

"You..." Mr. Programmer No. just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by his childhood friend.

"Then just force your way in." Zhou Changqing seemed to have made up his mind. "What?"

"Fei'er has built a wall to shut herself in, so let's break it down, just like we did with this car."
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Brother, at this speed we are driving, I’m afraid even the airbags won’t be able to deploy.

Cheng Haoran glanced out the window at the scenery which might not be changing as fast as the old lady's eyes, but he still held his mouth which was about to make trouble.

Well, sending it out doesn’t necessarily mean to hurt.

"What are you going to do?"

"Take her to go crazy, have some fun, take her to do a beautiful split in the air... Who cares! We have to get her in the car first and start the car, then we have a chance to speed up!"

Zhou Changqing became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally he slapped the ground on the pavilion, and a clear "click" sound was heard.

This unplanned plan is in line with this guy's personality. As for whether it is reliable or not? All we can say is that Cheng Haoran got here this way. Well, great effort can bring about miracles.

Of course, whether it can have the same effect on Jiang Feier remains a question.

However, even if it is useless or even counterproductive, it doesn't matter much. Just let Miss Hoshimiya and Miss Idol do more.

"Okay!" Mr. Programmer ignited the will to break through the high wall.

"Wherever you go, I'll take you there."

"Let's go back to the bureau."

"Wow~ Mr. Police Officer, you are quite dedicated." Cheng Haoran was immediately in a teasing mood as he could put his worries aside for the time being.

Zhou Changqing was the same. He raised his not-so-high nose bridge and patted his muscles proudly, "That's right, my first-hand clues now support the whole situation."

As if it had become a habit, Cheng Haoran kept watching his childhood friend until he stepped into the police station, showing the sense of responsibility of an old father.

Then he saw the female police officer at night handing a small note to the strong young man in a coquettish manner.

Not sure, let’s see again…

Maybe it was Hua Tuo reborn. Cheng Haoran actually straightened his back, which had been slightly hunched for years, and his lifeless eyes, like dead fish eyes, widened.

That's definitely a shy expression!
Zhou Changqing's feelings were not much better. After all, it was the first time he encountered this situation, and it was easy to misinterpret this scene into something sweet like "Senior, I like you, please go out with me!"
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Sister, who would ask for a number by bending down and handing over a note with both hands?
Zhou Changqing took the note awkwardly, but still wrote down his contact information.

The prototype of the terrifying ghost in hell should be the current programmer. He is extremely unbalanced now.
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No, why should he?

Well~someone can’t sleep tonight.

When you choose to stay up late, have you ever thought about how many comrades are fighting alongside you tonight?
Some people want to finish a novel, some do it for work, and some simply stare at the ceiling in a daze.
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No, why should he do that? Just because he is a white-faced athlete?
Humans are always restless, especially when they can't sleep.

"Oh~ Let's get up and prepare for tomorrow." Cheng Haoran sat up and yawned weakly.

Xinggong: King, can you come to my house and help me now?

Mechanical King: Sure, do you want to modify the car?

As always, he replied to messages within seconds, and he always seemed to guess what his teammates wanted.

The young man with the word "bad luck" on his head stood next to a dark purple sports car under the street light. He yawned again and tears of sleepiness came to his eyes, urging him to go back to bed and sleep.

Until the roar of engines erupted in the sky, Cheng Haoran recalled the former fifth place in S-class. The Mechanical King's appearance had always been very high-profile.

"You're crazy! You're still not asleep at 2 o'clock, dancing here, or the gas tank exploded! How come it didn't kill you, you son of a bitch!"

"..."×2
They even used Chengdu's special polite language, and the old man was really angry.

Well, so staying up late is bad after all. What effect will it have on idol girls?
Of course it doesn't exist. A magical girl who hasn't transformed is also a C-level psychic.

Cheng Yiran was not only the first one to arrive at the company on the weekend morning (she then turned on her computer and started rehearsals in the early morning), but she also maintained a very high standard to complete the rehearsal.

"Senior Yiran, see you tomorrow!" An Yuxin said goodbye to Cheng Yiran in an energetic manner.

Before parting with the idol girls, Cheng Yiran stopped Jiang Feier and said, "Feier, after the afternoon training, my brother will take you out to play."

Jiang Feier tilted her head cutely, recalling the subtle worry of brother Cheng Haoran yesterday.
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Did I trigger some oolong incident?

(End of this chapter)