Fight the monsters before 8 am

The word "discount" does have magical power. Xing, Yue and Rukia picked more and more.

By the time the two left the convenience store, Rukia was holding a huge bag in each hand, which looked even larger compared to her petite body.

Xing and Yue were also carrying an equally huge bag with their only remaining intact arm.

When the two came out of the convenience store and were about to cross the small garden again, Xing and Yue suddenly saw an unexpected person.

Xing and Yue saw the boy who was possessed by the will-o'-the-wisp monster walking out of the school gate next to the convenience store with his parents.

From the boy's expression, we can tell that he feels good about the new school, as he looks very relaxed.

Xing Heyue heard from Jun Shiqi that the authorities would arrange for the boy to transfer to another school, but Xing Heyue did not expect that the other party would actually transfer here. The speed of the transfer was indeed a bit fast.

Seeing that each other's lives seemed to be getting better, Xing and Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy seemed to have noticed something. He looked around and saw a strange man covered in bandages among the crowd.

He didn't know why this strange person was looking at him and could only nod.

Xing and Yue also nodded as a response to each other.

"What's wrong?" Rukia followed Xing and Yue's gaze and saw the boy and his family. "Do you know that person?"

"It's just a chance encounter. Well, go home quickly, or your ice cream will melt." Xing Heyue said.

"Oh, yes, let's go, let's go." Rukia couldn't eat the ice cream because she was holding the bags in both hands.

She put her arm around Xingheyue's arm and walked quickly towards the apartment with Xingheyue.

"Thank you, Rukia."

"You're welcome, Giant Mountain Superpower... No, why are you thanking me again?"

"I mean, walking around here can really make you feel better."

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The young woman who was frightened by the elevator and dared not go home took half a day off after staying at the company for half a day.

She returned home at noon when the sun was at its hottest.

Only with the sunshine did the young woman have the courage to take the elevator.

The Double Eleven advertisement with four faces with exaggerated smiles was still hanging in the elevator. Even though it was broad daylight, she still felt a little creepy looking at the advertisement, as if these four faces would squeeze out of the screen at any time.

Unsettled and disgusted by the ad, the woman returned home safely without incident.

After closing the door and locking it, the woman fell to the ground as if she had lost all her strength, and then smiled foolishly as if she was grateful to have survived a disaster.

After smiling foolishly for a while, she kicked off her shoes, got up from the ground barefoot, and changed into slippers.

"Did I really fall asleep on the bus?"

The young woman was never quite sure whether her experiences were real.

Although all the evidence proved that it was a dream, it was too real if it was a dream. She still remembered the feeling of those four faces squeezing into her throat.

Thinking of this, the woman quickly picked up her phone and called the property management, saying that the Double Eleven advertisement with four faces in the elevator scared her children, and she hoped that the property management could replace it.

She is single now and has no children at home, so the child she is talking about is naturally herself. Everyone is a baby.

After sleeping outside last night, the young woman felt unwell all over, as if she was covered in dust and germs.

She quickly took off her clothes and ran into the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, I went to bed and took a nap.

Because of what happened yesterday, she didn't eat anything this morning, and she went straight to sleep when she came back at noon. When she woke up, she felt hungry. There were a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, but she was too lazy to cook, so she ordered a takeaway.

But it was only when the rider called her that she remembered about the elevator.

The woman originally wanted to have the guy deliver the item to her upstairs, or she could just pay for the errand herself.

But unexpectedly, the rider said that the property management of the community has been acting crazy recently and does not allow delivery riders to enter the community. Now they are stopped at the gate of the community.

The woman swallowed fearfully, she looked out the window and found that the sun was still very bright outside and there was still a long time before dark, which made her muster up the courage to leave home and pick up the takeaway.

When she walked into the elevator, she found that the advertisement had been replaced. Although it was still a Double Eleven advertisement, the four disgusting faces were gone.

"It seems like the property management can still do something." The woman thought to herself.

I walked all the way to the gate of the community to pick up the takeaway, and then returned home. The whole process was very safe and no accidents happened.

The woman gradually calmed down, thinking that she was really hysterical and was scaring herself.

When it was night, the woman finished her dinner and went to bed early. She had only taken half a day off as she had to go back to work the next day.

As the night deepened, the woman's breathing became longer and longer, and she had fallen asleep.

She slept very soundly, without even turning over, and maintained the same sleeping position.

Just like that, the time came to past two in the morning.

The woman suddenly opened her eyes, but her expression was blank, as if she had become a completely different person.

She picked up her cell phone from the bedside table. She remembered using it to buy food, but after fiddling with it for a long time, she still couldn't figure out how to use it.

So she got up from the bed, left the bedroom, then left the house, took the elevator, and came to the outside of the residential building.

When she came outside, there were a few wild cats lying on top of the trash can, rummaging through the food inside.

For no apparent reason, the wild cats suddenly became furious. They arched their backs and hissed threateningly at the young woman.

The woman tilted her head slightly, staring at the wild cats, a happy smile on her face.

After a while, the woman returned to the elevator. The wall facing the door in the elevator car was a mirror, which could reflect a person's reflection.

The woman turned around and looked at herself in the mirror and found that there was bright red liquid at the corner of her mouth. So she stuck out her long tongue, licked the liquid from the corner of her mouth, and then showed a satisfied smile.

When the elevator reached the corresponding floor, the woman came out. She had not closed the door when she left, so she naturally didn't need the key to come back.

After entering the room, she closed the door and locked it.

Returning to the bed, the woman assumed the same sleeping position as before and fell into a deep sleep again, as if nothing had happened.

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"Tuesday is a good day, why do I say that, because Tuesday means we are one day closer to the weekend."

"What kind of twisted logic is this... Forget it, I can't understand your way of thinking. But since you said it's a good day, why are you still so sad?" Zhang Zhengyi looked at Jun Shiqi in confusion.

"Because there is English today." Jun Shiqi spread his hands, then took a big bite of the meat roll in his hand.

Cheng Guangzhi came over with a plate and sat next to Jun Shiqi, saying, "Don't listen to his nonsense about the weekend being one day closer. He's so excited because the Textile Department will hold a rehearsal for a model show in the Purple Gold Flower Hall tonight."

When Cheng Guangzhi was speaking, he glanced at the pendant on Jun Shiqi's chest without leaving any trace, and added with a smile: "They are all beautiful women."

At this time, the Lamborghini electric car parked outside was so angry that the body of the car began to tremble slightly.

"Stop it. I don't know anything about model or fashion show. Stop slandering people." Jun Shiqi said guiltily.

"Oh, it's too obvious," Cheng Guangzhi shook his head. "You shouldn't say no, it's easy to be exposed. You should say that you have a buddy who is a textile professional, and you want to invite some non-industry professionals to go over and see the effect. You see, isn't this reason better than yours?"

"Oh, that's right." Jun Shiqi looked like he had learned something.

"We are in the field of visual communication, so we should not be considered as non-insiders, right?" Zhang Zhengyi asked.

"Of course I am not an insider," Jun Shiqi said seriously, "Although I still don't know what our major is about, I have already found out that our major was originally called interior decoration.

I think it may be because the school leaders felt that this major sounded too much like decoration, so they came up with a name that sounds mysterious but impressive: "Visual Communication Design".

But anyway, we are in the decoration business, and those people in the textile business are in the clothing business. It’s like a mountain between two different industries, and we are certainly not insiders.”

Zhang Zhengyi had no intention of continuing to debate Jun Shiqi's twisted reasoning, and instead asked Cheng Guangzhi, "This shouldn't be a graduation project, right? Even if you're a senior, it's too early to be working on a graduation project now. It's not even time for the opening report yet."

"No, the sports meet and campus cultural festival are coming up soon, and the textile and dance departments are preparing the entire program." Cheng Guangzhi explained.

Chapter 324: I just care about my classmates too much, and I am definitely not trying to avoid memorizing the text.

"Oh, so there is this trick."

Jun Shiqi actually didn’t know why the students of textile design and dance performance had to rehearse a fashion model show, but it didn’t stop him from watching it.

At the same time, he had no idea of ​​making a similar program for his major. People know their own business. He didn't even take the college entrance examination. He was a pure idiot.

There's no problem in asking him to pretend to be an art student, but if you really ask him to produce works, he'll be at a loss.

Or, when I do my final project in my senior year, I will perform a knight kick for my teachers?

Jun Shiqi's thoughts started racing like a wild horse. At this time, Zhang Zhengyi asked again: "How do you know so clearly?"

"Because people from weaving and dancing came to see me." said Cheng Guangzhi.

Jun Shiqi and Zhang Zhengyi immediately understood what was going on. "Oh, no wonder."

Jun Shiqi asked, "Do you agree?"

"Haha," Cheng Guangzhi smiled, giving the impression that the matter had been settled, but suddenly changed the subject, "I'm not going."

This sudden turn of events almost caused Jun Shiqi to sprain his back.

"Why are you smiling so happily if you're not going? By the way, why don't you go?" Jun Shiqi asked, "You see in anime, many campus goddess-level characters will participate in such activities to show their beauty and gain exposure, even though you are not a woman."

“Animation is animation, reality is reality. Don’t treat reality as animation, and don’t treat animation as reality.

This kind of thing is basically a thankless job. In anime, when you invite a campus goddess to perform, she will be treated like a treasure from beginning to end. In reality, you are just a poor student. What campus goddess? They will be respectful when you are invited, but when you start rehearsals, they will not treat you as a human being and will scold and punish you. There is no such situation as in anime where you are like a young lady experiencing life and people around you are praising you collectively.

Besides, my body is not for mere mortals to see, understand?"

Cheng Guangzhi raised her head slightly, like those blonde tsundere young ladies in anime, even though her hair was purple.

Her last sentence was actually a kind of self-exposure, but Jun Shiqi and Zhang Zhengyi didn't care.

In their interactions with Cheng Guangzhi since the start of the school year, the two of them have fully understood how bad the character of this person who looks like a dignified goddess is.

Seeing that Jun Shiqi and Zhang Zhengyi didn't complain, Cheng Guangzhi suddenly felt a little bored. If Xing and Yue were here, he could even tease them.

"By the way, are you going to watch the fashion show rehearsal this afternoon?" Jun Shiqi asked.

"I'm fine with either. Oh, by the way, although I didn't agree to the other party, they still gave me two tickets. Zhengyi, do you want to go?" Cheng Guangzhi answered Jun Shiqi's question and asked Zhang Zhengyi at the same time.

"Wait a minute, isn't this a rehearsal? How come we have tickets?" Zhang Zhengyi asked in confusion, "Aren't tickets supposed to be obtained only for the official performance?"

"Don't worry about these little things. The fashion shows I watched before also required tickets. Maybe the other party thinks it is more convenient to manage the entry and exit of outsiders by having door numbers." Jun Shiqi said, but he didn't notice that he had inadvertently revealed something very fatal.

Before that, Yalina had not yet made a surveillance pendant for Jun Shiqi. At that time, Jun Shiqi secretly went to see the long legs without letting Yalina know.

But it doesn't matter, Yalina knows now.

"I can understand that someone sent him tickets, but where did you get your tickets?"

Zhang Zhengyi really wanted to know where Jun Shiqi got the information in such a timely manner. It was like this rehearsal, and he had never heard any news at all.

"Of course I got the tickets myself. Things like this can never escape my radar." Jun Shiqi said with some pride.

"There's nothing to be proud of... Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore. Let's eat quickly. If you waste any more time, you'll be late." After Zhang Zhengyi said this, he started eating his soy milk and fried dough sticks.

When he heard that he would have classes later, Jun Shiqi was no longer proud and his face was full of pain.

But it’s okay, there will be more painful things later.

The three of them ate in a hurry. To be more precise, Jun Shiqi and Zhang Zhengyi finished their meal in a hurry. Even though time was tight, Cheng Guangzhi still looked elegant while eating.

After finishing their meal, the three of them left the cafeteria and rushed to the classroom.

When the class officially started, the first thing the English teacher said after putting down her teacup was: "Have you all memorized the recitation homework from last class?"

"Yes."

The students below all responded.

After Xingheyue said "I've got it back", she looked at Jun Shiqi next to her and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jun Shiqi is now hunched over, trying to reduce his exposed area as much as possible so as not to be noticed by the English teacher on the stage.

"It's okay, I just... Hey, it's okay, don't look at me, we're in class, look at the teacher!"

"Oh."

Xing and Yue turned their heads and continued to look at the teacher at the podium.

The English teacher continued, "Then I will select a few people to recite. If you recite well, you will get regular points, and it will be easier for you to take the final exam."

For exam courses like College English, the final total score is usually calculated by combining the usual performance score and the final paper score in a certain ratio.

If a student with poor grades performs well in normal times, the teacher may consider giving him or her a passing grade in the end.

When Jun Shiqi heard the teacher on the stage say that he would select people to endorse him, he regretted sitting next to Xing and Yue.