Overworld - Topic of your own design

Although it was not yet class time and everyone had not yet arrived, there were many people in the classroom sitting in twos and threes, chatting with the classmates they had just met yesterday......

At this time, Xingchen, who stood up, did not attract everyone's attention until Xingchen walked next to Bai Yingxue, and handed over a folded square piece of paper under the surprised and gossipy eyes of the three female classmates, everyone's attention was all focused. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, do you want this love letter?"

"Love letters?" Bai Yingxue glanced at Xingchen with some surprise, her fair face was dyed with a touch of red, and under the eyes of everyone, she took the paper.

"Oh~~~" The students were very happy to see such a shocking event in their boring school days, so under the leadership of a lewd man in the back row, the whole class cheered up with an "oh".

Bai Yingxue opened the paper, looked at it, and rolled her eyes silently.

Why do you write love letters, you write love letters, I don't expect you to have any literary style that you haven't finished reading in elementary school, plagiarism is plagiarism, so you can copy a rare one, why do you copy a world masterpiece, who are you fooling? A little sincerity, okay? If I hadn't said that I would cooperate with you, I would have thrown this piece of paper in your face a long time ago.

Bai Yingxue held the love letter in her hand, glanced at Xingchen with a shy, and found that Xingchen was staring at him expectantly, as if his words could determine his life.

Lucky for you, you didn't expect that the first love letter I received was copied.

Bai Yingxue sighed in her heart, and nodded under the gaze of the whole class.

Xingchen saw that Bai Yingxue agreed, and he was relieved, in fact, when Xingchen handed over the love letter, he was also careful that Bai Yingxue wanted to play a three-way thatched house or something, and asked him to go to the golden stone with sincerity, fortunately, now this week's lunch has been settled.

"Wow!!" The whole class was completely uproared.

"What's the noise? The whole building is filled with the voices of your class!! The pot-bellied dean stood in the doorway and scolded angrily.

The class was instantly silent, "Evening, wait for me." Xingchen quietly left this sentence, and then walked back to his seat under the strange gaze of the girls next to Bai Yingxue, as well as the eyes of the boys who were either envious or jealous or adoring.

After the director saw that he reprimanded, the whole class returned to order, and everyone picked up the books and read them, nodded, indicating that their deterrent power had not subsided, and walked towards the next class.

After the teaching director left, the class began to whisper again, and everyone's eyes were looking between the bright Bai Yingxue and the unremarkable stars, among them, they could still hear "If I had known, I would have struck first." "Flowers...... Cow dung ......" and something like that.

"Yingxue, you would have agreed, and, 'Wait for me at night.'" Are you guys going on a date? Bai Yingxue's tablemate asked curiously.

"The love writing is good, and I'll talk about it in the evening." Bai Yingxue responded briefly.

"Can you show me a love letter?"

"It's a secret." Bai Yingxue regained her cold and arrogant look, picked up the book and read it.

On the other side, Xingchen, who sat back in his seat, naturally received greetings from his nearby classmates.

"Awesome, buddy, needless to say, recognize our team members at noon, and then pick and choose from the store next to the school." Mo Tianchen said to Xingchen.

"Yes." Xingchen nodded reservedly, looking like he was in a high place, it was easy to mix for a few days.

After school at noon, Xingchen followed Mo Tianchen to an empty classroom, "No one uses this classroom, I told the principal, this classroom will be used by us." ”

"Headmaster, will you let us study the book here?" Xingchen is deeply grateful, he is worthy of being the principal, and he is indeed a fellow believer.

"Reading, drawing, researching, creating." Mo Tianchen spit out a few words.

Well, that's pretty apt.

Walking into the empty classroom, there were three men in front of a laptop, looking intently, and some Japanese was coming out of the computer.

Mo Tianchen silently closed the door and said to Xingchen, "They have recently been studying the feasibility of converting three-dimensional to two-dimensional. “

"Gentlemen, this is also our fellow Daoist, Ye Xingchen." Mo Tianchen walked behind them, shouted, and introduced Xingchen.

"I've heard of it for a long time." The three of them turned around and said to Xingchen in unison.

"Huh?"

"Xingchen, the deeds of your confession have spread throughout the school, and now, you are also famous in our school."

"Hahaha, where is it, everyone is smiling."

"Unexpectedly, Xianchong is also interested in this." The tall, skinny man in the trio said.

"Art, of course, doesn't distinguish between people."

"Okay, everyone, today to celebrate the success of the Xingchen confession, lunch, I invited." Mo Tianchen said arrogantly.

So, everyone went to the food street outside the school together (many years of life experience, near the school, there is always a food street or something, a place where it is easy to make student money. Departure.

I have to say that the dinner table is indeed a place that can pull people into their relationships, and after a meal, everyone's relationship has changed from strangers to friends.

Xingchen also has a little understanding of these three people, the thin and tall one is a special enrollment of the school, and his painting skills are superb, but he paints oil paintings.

The man with glasses is a dead house, but he is a technical nerd, that is, he has superb computer skills.

Xiao Hei, the family conditions are good, but I want to make a big career to show my parents, however, Xingchen said that you are with the wrong person, if you make this a big business, after telling your parents, it is estimated that they can expel you from the house.

Careful readers probably see that this combination is, one who paints, one who can use computers, one who has the right and one who has money (Mo Tianchen), it is really a perfect match, so, what does Xingchen do? Xingchen thought about it again and again, and decided to contribute all the resources of the three T's in his network disk to help you with your research.

In this way, these five people are embarrassed, no, they see each other late, they each become confidants, and a team that doesn't know what will come out is formed.

After class in the evening, Xingchen took Bai Yingxue and left the school under the eyes of everyone's gossip.

"What's the matter?" Walking on the street, Bai Yingxue asked in a low voice.

"Did you bring any money?"

"Brought it."

"Let's go to dinner."

Bai Yingxue inexplicably invited Xingchen to a meal.

During the meal, Bai Yingxue asked, "What the hell are you doing?" ”

Xingchen picked up the meal and said, "There is no money." ”

"No, they don't give you the money to do it." Bai Yingxue is a little strange, as an organization that has been hostile for so long, Bai Yingxue still knows them very well, and she shouldn't even be able to afford the money.

"I'm out of luck." This sentence is full of the resentment of the stars.

“……”

"From now on, it's up to you." Xingchen looked at Bai Yingxue affectionately, this should be regarded as eating soft rice.

”……“

"If it really doesn't work, I'll make a promise." Well, that's really the desire to eat soft rice.

"It's beautiful, but it's okay to invite you to dinner." Bai Yingxue had an expression that I was a local tyrant.

"The local tyrant begs for support!"

……

After a month of peace, the relationship between Xingchen and Bai Yingxue has become well-known to everyone, and even many teachers know it, at least, every night after school, when Xingchen and Bai Yingxue leave the classroom together, everyone is used to it, and they don't even blink their eyelids.

At night, the stars are sleeping in bed,

In my mind, the system prompt that had not appeared for a long time sounded again......