Chapter 457: My Bamboo Horse Is a Ghost (2)

At the urging of Jane's mother, Fu Xin had to get up from the bed, brush his teeth and wash his face and go to cram school, but he didn't expect that he had experienced a college entrance examination when he was alive, a college entrance examination when he was in the Jiang Chuhuai plane, and now he has to go through it again.

When she walked out of the house, she was still singing and sighing to grieve herself.

Unexpectedly, when he looked sideways, he found that Shen Ge was actually following him.

Fu Xin raised his eyebrows and said, "Why are you still here?" ”

He was like an ordinary high school student, he was 1.8 meters tall so that she had to look up at him, he was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and he still had headphones on his ears, although Fu Xin didn't know if there was a sound coming out of the headphones, but at least in terms of dress, he was a qualified and handsome high school student.

It's just that people can't see him when they pass by him, and some people even pass directly through his body, which makes Fu Xin frightened, but over time he gets used to it.

Shen Ge glanced at her: "I'm homeless, so I can only mess with you." ”

Fu Xin was a little stunned: "Didn't you always wander around before?" ”

After she said it, she was a little embarrassed, as if she was driving someone away.

But it's really weird that a ghost follows him every day.

The system yelled in her mind: "Host, you have to do a mission, how can you drive him away!" ”

Fu Xin: "......" seems to be oh.

Fortunately, Shen Ge made up his mind to follow her, and he would not be swayed by her words: "This place is attractive to me, I was sucked and couldn't leave." ”

Still attractive?

Fu Xin was helpless: "You are talking nonsense in front of me because you are a ghost." ”

After being exposed, Shen Ge smiled and didn't speak.

She glanced at her watch and realized that there was only one minute left until the make-up time, and she was still walking slowly!

"it!"

Fu Xin pulled out his legs and ran wildly.

Shen Ge behind him watched her run wildly inexplicably, frowned puzzledly, and followed her.

So Fu Xin saw this ghost floating in front of him, his feet didn't need to move, his body passed in front of her like a ball of air, and when he accidentally drifted away, he turned his head to look at her who was running wildly, and asked without changing his face: "Which direction are we going?" ”

Fu Xin, who was panting and couldn't speak: "......"

She could only lift one finger in the right direction.

In the end, Fu Xin was still five minutes late, standing in front of the classroom door like a timid child.

She herself is not very afraid of the teacher, the problem is that Jian Muqiu, a little kid, has already escaped n make-up classes in her third year of high school, and the teacher said that she would call her mother next time, Fu Xin didn't want to spend time in the reprimanded conversation at all, especially since this was Jian Muqiu's own pot.

Shen Ge looked at her appearance that was so entangled that her eyebrows were twisted together, and couldn't help but bend her lips and smile, and moved her mouth: "Why don't I help you explore the path first?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Fu Xin to react, he floated directly to the wall, continued to float forward, passing through the wall, and saw Fu Xin stunned.

She couldn't help but chat with the system in her head: "System, you said that why didn't you give me a little green plum at the beginning, it's a ghost plane!" ”

The system sang a little tune: "Love is not something you want to buy, you can buy it if you want to buy it~ The identity of the ghost is the same." ”

"But, it's really cool!" Doing everything through the wall, Fu Xin envied a batch. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~