After rebirth, I became Qingmei's white moonlight

Chapter 394: Unique Wake-up Service
Although the unexpected bleeding interrupted the spellcasting process, Bai Lu was in high spirits after all, so he blushed and agreed to let Xiaoshu solve the problem for him using other methods.

After two days of pleasant travel in Beijing, Jiang Shu flew back to Chengdu on the weekend afternoon.

Just like when he left, he went secretly, and when he came back, Jiang Shu also came back quietly.

He took out the key and opened the door. Zhuzhu, who was stretching her legs in the living room, heard the noise, stuck her head towards the door, and a look of surprise instantly appeared on her face.

"Yaoyao! The little tree is back!"

She shouted towards the bedroom, and was so excited that she didn't even put on her shoes. She ran over in her white socks, jumped up, and immediately wrapped her legs around his waist.

“Hey! Wait a minute…”

"Can't wait any longer!"

Xu Xinzhu put his arms around Xiaoshu's neck, pressed him against the door by inertia, and immediately kissed him.

"Sure enough, it all smells like a fawn. Have I satisfied her many times?" She licked her tongue and muttered softly.

At this time, Zhong Yaoyao also came out of the bedroom. Seeing Sister Zhuzhu hanging on him like a koala, he ran over regardless of anything, with visible joy on his face.

"Brother Xiaoshu, you're back!"

"Miss me?"

“I did think about it!”

Zhong Yaoyao nodded vigorously. Under such circumstances, Jiang Shu would not show favoritism. He also held Yaoyao in his arms and kissed her until she almost couldn't breathe.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming back? I thought you would arrive at the airport at around 10 o'clock in the evening like before." Zhu Zhu said.

Jiang Shu smiled and said, "Of course I'm worried that you'll be in trouble. Anyway, it's only a short taxi ride from the airport."

"Where's the trouble!"

"Is it okay for me to feel bad?"

"Humph, you dared to sneak back home without telling us today, and you dared to go out and fool around quietly tomorrow, and you dared to trick us and bring a woman of questionable character home the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Shu was stunned. Zhu Zhu's train of thought was still so fresh and unconventional.

He slapped Zhuzhu's butt hard in anger, and only heard two slapping sounds echoing in the living room: "What are you talking about, what are you talking about?"

Xu Xinzhu bit her lip and looked at him with a flushed face. She was still wearing tight yoga pants, which wrapped her round and perky breasts. When she pouted towards him, the outline was even more clearly visible. She was so beautiful and attractive.

You stinky little tree, you just know how to spank her at every turn.

“Oh, it hurts…”

"Do you still dare to talk nonsense?"

"No, I don't dare."

I have to say, Zhuzhu's seductive look is really astringent. Jiang Shu put his hand on her butt and couldn't help pinching it a few times. It was just the right elasticity and felt great.

Zhong Yaoyao watched Sister Zhuzhu being beaten with a smile on her face, and almost half of her body lay in Jiang Shu's arms.

"Brother Xiaoshu, how was your trip to Beijing this time with Sister Xiaolu?"

Jiang Shu skillfully put his hand into Yaoyao's dress, and her delicate little face turned red in an instant.

"It just so happened that Xiaolu's school was holding a concert, and her partner was hospitalized due to acute appendicitis. And I, your almighty brother Xiaoshu, impressed Xiaolu's head teacher with my superb violin performance, and came to the rescue at the last minute!"

Yaoyao's eyes lit up when she heard this: "Wow, doesn't that mean that Brother Xiaoshu performed a heroic act to save a beautiful girl on stage?"

"Hmm, you can say that."

"Then?"

"After that, the big pervert who must have planned it for a long time took the kind little deer back to the hotel, and then did everything to his heart's content." Xu Xinzhu suddenly interrupted.

The corners of Jiang Shu's mouth twitched. What a damn period!
Why didn’t you come earlier or later, but you came at that time!

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu picked up Zhuzhu and walked towards the bedroom.

"Xiao...Xiao Shu, what do you want to do? Hurry, put me down!"

"Let's try to turn the world upside down."

"what?"

"Ah what? You said it yourself."

Jiang Shu threw Zhuzhu onto the bed without any hesitation, then went back to the living room and carried Yaoyao back to the bedroom like a big bad wolf catching a little white rabbit.

"Brother Xiaoshu, I...I want it too?" Yaoyao hugged his neck, suddenly revealing a pitiful expression, and was extremely nervous inside.

"Will this still allow you to run away?"

Zhong Yaoyao's face was filled with shame: "I'm just not ready yet... But if Brother Xiaoshu wants, you don't have to pity Yaoyao."

Of course Jiang Shu was just trying to scare them. After all, the sun hadn't even set yet.

Jiang Shu didn't sleep well on the plane and was now mentally exhausted. He hugged the two delicate bodies, one on each side, and took a short nap.

It turns out that it is most comfortable to sleep in a gentle place.

"What? You really thought the old cadre couldn't hold it anymore and now he has no energy at all?"

"Sister Zhuzhu, Brother Xiaoshu...he's getting more energetic!"

"Oh, really! The stinky little tree must be pretending to sleep. Let me wake him up!"

Zhong Yaoyao widened her eyes. Sister Zhuzhu’s wake-up service was really unique.

Before we knew it, the third diagnostic test in Chengdu ended in the warm May, and summer came quietly.

Compared with the first and second examinations, the third examination is relatively easier, and the total score will no longer be included in the city ranking. After all, the college entrance examination is approaching, and at this critical juncture, it is more important to boost confidence and morale.

In a top school like Chengdu No.7 Middle School, once the difficulty of the exam is slightly lowered, you will see top scores popping up one after another. Many students in the class who had performed poorly in the previous two exams were also smiling from ear to ear this time.

For example, Wu Mengxiang's total score increased by nearly 20 points compared to before, and her ranking suddenly jumped to the top 30 in the grade. She has looked a lot brighter recently, and Wu Chuan also became happy.

But he still got beaten every day, but Xiaochuanzi enjoyed it.

There are only ten days left before the college entrance examination. The atmosphere in school is becoming more and more tense, just like the summer weather, which has risen to 30 degrees without us noticing.

Short-sleeved school uniforms have become the students' daily attire. The air is hot and the fans above their heads are creaking. From time to time, students' unpressed test papers are blown to the ground.

In the past, some people still had the leisure to pay attention to who was dating, but at this point in time, all the love affairs have been naturally forgotten. No promise made under oath can be more important than two people getting admitted to the same university in the future.

Couples are encouraging each other, as no one wants to be separated from their loved ones in the future, with their girlfriend lying in another boy's arms with green on her head.

In such a tense atmosphere, a major event happened in No. 7 Middle School.

Strictly speaking, it was not the No. 7 Middle School that had a big event, but the Jiangshu that had a big event.

His works, "Battle Through the Heavens", "Lord of the Mysteries" and "Sealing the Immortals", which is currently being serialized, have been officially published and have become hot-selling products in major bookstores. The "Day Day Up" column of Mango TV somehow contacted Qidian and got Jiang Shu's contact information from the editor, hoping to invite this talented online writer who became famous at a young age to be a special guest of the "Day Day Up" column.

Jiang Shu considered it carefully and agreed.

First, he is an adult now and can make his own decisions about his life.

Second, as Mango TV is one of the most popular programs in China, occasional appearances on the channel will bring you great fame, and you can also use this opportunity to promote your own carefully edited physical books.

So, on Saturday of this week, Jiang Shu went to Xingcheng, the capital of Hunan Province, accompanied by Zhuzhu and Yaoyao. The two of them acted as his only relatives and friends to support him.

Day Day Up adopts the method of recording first and then broadcasting. Generally speaking, it is recorded this week and then broadcast next week, which means that it can only be seen on TV next Sunday.

For a long time, Hongyou Boboji, the rapidly rising platinum writer, has been very mysterious in the online literature circle.

Unlike other well-known writers who have been exposed in many media or official reports, Hongyou Boboji never attends any events. Even when Qidian invited him to attend the annual meeting, he directly refused for the sake of understanding.

Therefore, no one knew what he looked like, but there were vague rumors that he was not very old.

Based on such rumors, the Day Day Up program crew naturally understood the traffic effect very well and announced the special guests for the next episode in advance, but Hongyou Bobo Chicken himself was mosaiced, which made many people who followed him itchy.

Jiang Shu probably also imagined that once the show was broadcast, his reputation in school would definitely rise to a higher level, and by then a lot of classmates might ask him for autographs.

Because as far as he knew, the novels he wrote had a large fan base in high schools.

Not to mention anything else, Wu Chuan and Wu Mengxiang sitting in the front row are avid fans of Hongyou Bobo Chicken. They have been following it since the serialization began and often discuss related plots with him. Sometimes he even feels that he may have let something slip.

This week, students who are about to take the college entrance examination have started writing yearbooks for each other.

Although Jiang Shu thought this thing was useless, he took it home after writing it and left it to gather dust. He might never open it and look at it again in his life.

The names and memories of many people are like clouds slowly dispersing in the sky, left behind bit by bit in the depths of our minds.

However, at this moment, the students are in the final stage of separation. The passion and emotion buried in adolescence make those students who are usually introverted and not good at socializing pick up the unopened yearbooks and hand them solemnly to their best friends.

Jiang Shu was naturally a popular figure in the class. As the most famous senior brother in No. 7 Middle School, everyone, whether familiar with him or not, would put the yearbook in front of him. Even students from other classes would try every means to get him to write a yearbook.

Therefore, in the last few days, Jiang Shu was either writing the yearbook or on his way to write it.

It’s the same old personal information, with a message at the end. I feel like vomiting after writing so much.

But he still has to face it all with a smile. There is no skill in his smooth and flowing blessings, only emotion.

There were only a few people in Cheng Yingxue's exquisite yearbook. Although they had been together for three years, many of them were unfamiliar to each other. Since they would not be in touch again in the future, there was no need to write about them.

She hesitated slightly, and when Jiang Shu went to the bathroom, she stood in front of him holding the yearbook.

"Jiang Shu, can you write it for me?"

The girl turned her head away slightly and dared not look directly at him. The wind blew her hair by her ears and her cheeks turned slightly red.

Jiang Shu looked at her seriously and was quite surprised. Anyone could ask him to write a yearbook, but why would it be her?
Sometimes, he didn't know how to describe his relationship with Cheng Yingxue. They were enemies, strangers, unfamiliar classmates, but definitely not friends.

This woman is full of pride. In order to improve her grades, she was willing to lend him her papers and even declared war on him not long ago.

But the result of the third examination was that she scored 717 points, while mine was still 746.

Zhuzhu must not have focused on her studies recently, as she went to water the saplings late at night. When faced with the simpler third-diagnosis test, her total score dropped, which made her so angry that she sometimes watered the saplings twice a day.

"If you don't want to, forget it." Cheng Yingxue lowered her eyelids, her tone slightly disappointed.

The girl took back the yearbook, and Jiang Shu suddenly reached out and grabbed the book. She was stunned for a moment.

"It's not that I'm unwilling, I'm just a little surprised that classmate Cheng would give me one." Jiang Shu smiled faintly.

Cheng Yingxue clenched her fingers and thought about how to answer. Normally, she could write very quickly when she saw the question, but this time she was a little stuck.

Why unexpected?

Because the two of them are not familiar with each other?

Or have I been too cold all along?

Or maybe it was because of my first impression of me in the first year of high school, that he thought I was a difficult person to get along with.

"Because you are number one in the grade."

She thought for a moment and said.

Jiang Shu was speechless. This answer was truly her style. She took the message from her biggest rival as motivation to inspire herself to keep improving. There was truly nothing more memorable than this.

"Can I give it to you after class?"

Cheng Yingxue's eyes lit up slightly, and she nodded and stammered, "The first page is for you."

Jiang Shu laughed. It seemed that as the top student in the grade, he was quite important in her heart. It seemed that it was almost becoming an obsession. She had to surpass him.

"Ok."

He nodded in agreement. All the messages he had written in the past few days were on the first page, so one more was not too much.

Only if you are familiar with it.

Seeing his plan to return to the classroom, Cheng Yingxue pursed her lips and said, "You... do you want to write your yearbook for me?"

"Need not."

Jiang Shu answered subconsciously.

"Oh."

Cheng Yingxue's eyes looked even more lost.

I was indeed just an unimportant passer-by in his life, so I was not worthy of being recorded with pen and paper.

"Actually, I didn't buy this thing..." Jiang Shu said helplessly.

To Cheng Yingxue, this sentence sounded like an explanation that was not written for her, meaning that it was not targeted at her on purpose and was the same for everyone.

"Why not buy it?"

"I remember it all in my mind. These three years, every detail. I will never forget it."

Jiang Shu smiled brightly. It is said that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. However, when one has the ability to remember everything he sees, a bad pen can never compare to a good memory.

"Including me?"

"nature."

Jiang Shu replied with a smile.

"I still remember when I first entered high school, classmate Cheng was very disgusted with me..."

(End of this chapter)