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'Hands express emotions with the tip of the pen. ’

And how can you express the nostalgia in your heart when you stand in front of me?'

Mu Qian wrote this text on straw paper, like some middle school students who like to sing the praises of youth, it doesn't mean much, he just wants to write it.

After he finished writing, he turned his attention to the chemistry test paper in front of him and began to answer briefly.

Three or two strokes wrote the correct answer on the answer test paper under the pen, and the pen was like a god, and there seemed to be no time to think.

He looked out the window, and there were two figures walking in the shade in front of the teaching building, Song Shijing who 'asked for leave to go to the infirmary with a headache', and Ren Ying, the squad leader who sent Song Shijing to the infirmary.

Originally, Ren Ying wanted to compare with Mu Qian to see who could get a higher score, but was unexpectedly disturbed by Song Shijing and the chemistry teacher.

So she was a little reluctant.

But her sense of responsibility as a squad leader drives her, so that when she faces the 'sick number', she will also show a gentle smile.

"Don't you have a headache?" Ren Ying reminded, "This brisk walking like a fly will make people feel that you are not sick at all." ”

"I want you to take care of it," the corners of Song Shijing's mouth twitched slightly, a little speechless, "You are still the squad leader?" ”

Ren Ying didn't seem to hear the strong sourness and pickiness in her words, and said calmly: "Although good grades don't mean anything, it can always make the teacher like it." ”

This seemed to poke Song Shijing's weakness, making Song Shijing's face dark, but she couldn't refute anything.

"I really never expected it," Song Shijing held her forehead with one hand, and seemed to really have a little headache, "What are the high school students' courses now!"

Ren Ying: "It's not much different from our parents' generation, are you from ancient times?"

"Snort, what ancient times, I am not an education system with you!" Song Shijing raised her head slightly, with a faint sense of superiority.

The superiority of the demon slayer is a very delicate emotion.

Ren Ying suddenly had an expression of concern for the children in distress, and sighed softly at Song Shijing, "Come on." ”

How can there be a feeling of being pitied and sympathized......

Song Shijing rolled her eyes, snorted softly, and walked through the shade of the tree with Ren Ying two meters left and right.

The windows were open in the classroom, and Mu Qian wanted to listen to them, so he naturally heard this conversation in its entirety.

The two of them...... It's not going to fight, is it?'

Mu Qian remembered the dream he had just had.

If the dreams are all derived from reality, then the dream he had was actually an exaggerated version of the two girls who were on opposite sides of each other after the war was deduced by his subconscious......

In other words, there is a probability that the tragic legion battle will happen!

"Forget it, they're still girls after all," Mu Qian didn't think much about it, lowered his head and continued to answer the question, the answer seemed to have been prepared at the tip of the pen and was simply written out by him.

Before I knew it, the school bell rang.

The hearts of the students in the class immediately became turbulent, and the sound of running came from the corridor, and some students endured for a long time and rushed to the ...... of an important part of life Toilet.

The students of Class 6 who were retained by the chemistry teacher with the quizzes could only forcibly press down their restless hearts and excited stomachs to answer quickly......

The chemistry teacher's trick is really clever, and it can be called the perfect drag series.

The chemistry teacher may also be a little embarrassed, sitting on the podium to correct the homework, and saying, "If you finish answering in advance, you can go to dinner." ”

Mu Qian stood up in response, and Shi Shiran walked to the podium.

The students have also been surprised by this, and it has not caused any fluctuations at all...... Well, everything will be normal.

Originally, he wanted to buy bread or something...... remembered that she had promised Ren Ying to join her at lunch, so she continued to sit there and began to read comics openly.

The two of them......

Could it be that only one of them can come back alive?

chuckled, and the noon sun fell on the page, reflecting his shallow projection.

……

In a corner of the campus, as soon as she walked to the door of the infirmary, Song Shijing stopped slowly.

Song Shijing, whose eyes kept rolling, was naturally thinking of an excuse to avoid entering the infirmary. Just when the bell rang for the end of school, Song Shijing immediately blinked: "Aren't you hungry? ”

"I also made an appointment to have lunch with Mu Mu," Ren Ying's unhappiness and grievances were written on her face. However, out of the squad leader's sense of responsibility, she still said: "It's already here, let's go in and take a look, anyway, it's been delayed, I'll apologize to Mu Mu afterwards." ”

"Can you not always shout Mumu, Mumu," Song Shijing shrugged her shoulders a little exaggeratedly, as if she was blown by the cold wind, "Isn't it numb?"

Ren Ying smiled calmly: "It's not bad for you to call Xiaoqian." I'm just expressing my feelings for him, are you sure you won't go in?"

"What are you doing in there? I'm fine. ”

"Oh, then I'll go back and tell the teacher that you can just pretend to be sick to avoid the exam. ”

Ren Ying turned around to leave, Song Shijing's little face fell, and she hurriedly stopped: "Hey, you deliberately hurt me, right!"

Ren Ying stopped, looked at Song Shijing, and said with a serious face: "It's not right to deceive the teacher by pretending to be sick, and it will also affect the normal class of other students." ”

was unexpectedly counted down by his rival in love......

And it seems that I can't fight back......

Although Song Shijing was a little reluctant, she thought of the test questions that dazzled her, and the ridicule of her classmates after they learned that she didn't know anything, and thought of ......

She succumbed!

She didn't notice that a cloud of black gas had penetrated into the soles of her feet.

Suddenly, a voice appeared in her head......

"It's just beautiful, and you can't do anything." ’

'Failing the assessment twelve times is completely dragging down our results in this period. ’

Don't say that, people's mothers are high-level, but they don't know who her father is. ’

"It can't be a big demon or something, right?" ha......

Taking a deep breath, Song Shijing tried to expel these voices in her head.

Airplanes!

Her face suddenly turned pale, her ears were buzzing, and her forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat......

Spiritual disorders without warning.

The cynical voices kept echoing in her mind, and she took a deep breath to try to suppress this emotion, but the picture in front of her suddenly changed.

Yesterday afternoon, in the forest on the flat top of the hill, a girl who knelt on one knee with a gun after diving, did not hesitate to pull the trigger on herself......

'You go die!'

That is, his own classmates......

Song Shijing's hands trembled a little, stretched out, and barely held on to the windowsill......

"You...... What's wrong with you?"

Ren Ying frowned slightly, she was still pretending, it didn't seem to be ......

"I'm fine," Song Shijing said this sentence between her teeth, and the scene invaded again, and patches of darkness appeared in front of her eyes.

"Do you need me to hold you?" Ren Ying asked in a low voice.

Ren Ying walked over and looked at Song Shijing worriedly, before Ren Ying could reach forward, Song Shijing's eyelids rolled up slightly, and the whole person threw herself forward......

Before falling down, Song Shijing vaguely heard Ren Ying's anxious shout......

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me...... Song Shijing, Song Shijing!"

……

Outside the school, in a parked ordinary furniture car, a handsome guy with British style looked at the straw doll in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you want to get close to our king, then fall first, girl. ”

"Master, the king seems to be looking over to us. ”

Sitting in the back seat of the car, the bewitching woman holding a laptop whispered, her voice trembling.

"Don't be nervous," Gu Xunlong smiled to himself, "Wang just sensed something with his intuition, Wang has self-styled power, and now he is just an ordinary human with sensitive perception." ”

"Master, wouldn't we be able to ......?"

"Shut your mouth, I hate it a little bit now, and if you want to kill me, I'll use some clever tricks. Gu Xunlong narrowed his eyes, "Remember, everything we did was to let the king go back and continue to guide us." Only for this reason will the king not be angry. ”

"Host Takami, huh...... Do you really not like it?"

"Lie to you, come here. ”

Soon, the car moved, moved, moved......

(To be continued.) )