It was an ordinary morning, the sun was rising in the east, and the fog was white. Jiang Chen buried his head in the quilt, and a slight thin light spread through the summer quilt on his eyes, but somehow he still felt a little dazzling.

"There are flowers in spring, there are moons in autumn, there is cool breeze in summer, and snow in winter, if there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world......"

A burst of sandalwood music came from the bedside.

Wang Ziteng once commented on Jiang Chen's mobile phone ringtone: "Every time your ringtone rings, I seem to be able to see the moment when I ascend to the earth in the body of a crane and ascend to the immortal." ”

Wang Ziteng is Jiang Chen's friend, the two live next door and grew up wearing a pair of pants when they were children. This person is a loyal reader of online novels, and he often talks about what immortals, gods, and overlords, and he is a complete middle two disease.

Retracting his thoughts, the ringtone did not stop, Jiang Chen impatiently stretched out a hand and fumbled his way to pick up the mobile phone from the bedside, his eyes did not open, his fingers touched the metal button raised on the side, and hung up the phone directly.

He was originally a very good-tempered person, a "child of someone else's family" in the mouth of standard parents, and a modest, polite, obedient and hard-working five good boys. Wang Ziteng often said that words like "Buddhism" were specially created for him, and his face always seemed to be hung with the love and peace of the whole universe, which made people feel that they were in the forest after the rain and embraced the fragrance of birds and flowers.

But on the eve of graduating from junior high school, he, a young man with five good qualities, suddenly rebelled a little without warning. This counter-revolution was so small that it was even tempted to strangle it in the cradle, only to find that the cradle had time to buy it and died.

It was a fine afternoon in March, and the campus was full of peach blossoms, and it was a peach-pink cloud, which sometimes blew and fell, and spread a shallow layer on the ground. In the classroom, he was studying by himself, he was sitting in the window seat, his head was dizzy with the sweet wind, and an unknown Internet radio station was playing randomly in the headset in his left ear:

"The following song is "Lonely People Are Shameful" sung by Zhang Chu......"

"It's the season of love, the air smells of couples, and it's shameful to be alone......"

Jiang Chen suddenly closed Wang Qianxiong's math tutoring exercise, took out a piece of letter paper bought from the commissary and embellished with the name of the school, and with a big stroke of the pen, he threw it into the drawer of the class flower with lightning speed after class.

Banhua's name is Xia Mai, and she is a recognized beauty, and her appearance is very similar to the Zixia Fairy in "Journey to the West". Because of the large number of suitors, there were rumors in the school that the papyrus books she usually used to do questions were made of the love letters she received......

And when Wang Ziteng was looking for Jiang Chen to play basketball after school, he happened to bump into two people in the school grove, and happened to see Xia Mai calmly stuffing the commissary letter back into Jiang Chen's hand, and said: "You are a good person, I would like to promise you, but our personalities are not suitable." ”

This undoubtedly added a strong joke to Wang Ziteng's summer vacation, and even one day Jiang Chen opened his eyes and saw Wang Ziteng sitting on the side of his bed brandishing Wang's mother's signature egg roll and said with a serious face: "You are a good person, I really want to give it to you, but our personalities are not suitable......"

"What's so funny, I finally know that she doesn't need to order a book with love letters......" Jiang Chen retorted weakly.

......

"There are a hundred flowers in spring and a moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer and snow in winter......" The half-dreaming and half-awake thoughts drifted wildly, and finally the mobile phone ringtone gathered back again, Jiang Chen impatiently opened his eyes a slit, and the mobile phone was barely picked up by his ear: "Hey?"

"Hello Jiang Chen, I am a teacher from Shanghai No. 13 Middle School, and after screening, we decided to pre-admit you......"

Syllable.

Hung up the phone without hesitation.

Who are you fooling?

In the summer vacation after the end of the high school entrance examination, Jiang Chen answered not ten or eight such calls, first notifying a certain school of the extra admission places, and then asking you to pay a large school choice fee. However, this call is too, everyone knows that Shanghai No. 13 Middle School is one of the best middle schools in the country, known for its excellent teachers and extremely exaggerated school results. The school is famous for its aristocratic garden-like environment and the rigors of military training. The number of students enrolled in the 13th Middle School every year is very small, and there are no places such as sponsored students. Originally, with Jiang Chen's grades, he also used to work hard as the goal of the 13th Middle School, but he was just ......

"Being in love really affects your studies. After seeing the scores of the high school entrance examination, Jiang Chen once sighed like this, although Wang Ziteng ridiculed that his relationship had not even passed the physical training period, but in his heart, this was indeed his first love.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen put on a T-shirt and wore fancy beach pants, and kicked flip-flops to scoop a bottle of ice milk from the refrigerator and poured it down.

Very sad, very sad.

Because the grades were slightly far from my expectations, I couldn't help but be full of confusion about my future high school life. My parents work abroad all the year round, and because of my introverted temperament, I don't even have anyone to talk to. If you tell Wang Ziteng's guy, I'm afraid I will have to say: "What is high school, our goal is the sea of stars!"

Actually, I really envy this kind of heartless person.

"Ding Ling Ling Ling ......" The landline in the living room rang.

"Hey, it's good. Jiang Chen hadn't swallowed the bread in his mouth yet, and picked up the phone and answered vaguely.

"Hello classmate Jiang, I am a teacher from the 13th Middle School on the sea, and we ...... after screening"

Syllable.

Hung up.

Jiang Chen, who continued to stuff bread in his mouth, slowly stopped his movements as he chewed.

Wait a minute.

It was a landline phone that had just been ringing, so how did he know that it was me who answered the phone, not my parents?

Unless you know I'm only home alone.

So how does he know I'm home alone?

Unless there's some background check on me, or it's just a temptation.

It's not that there is always that kind of story on the Internet: first confirm whether there is anyone in the house, and then come to the door to commit the crime and the like.

Jiang Chen has always been a very careful person, and he likes to read mystery novels, and it has slowly become a habit to peel off the clues, and sometimes he will seem a little too careful and even a little neurotic.

Shaking his head, I hope I just thought too much, but I still got up and decided to put a safety lock on the door, and it is inevitable that you need to be cautious at home alone.

As soon as his fingers touched the lock, he was interrupted by a tuk-tuk knock.

After a pause, Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment and did not open the door immediately.

"Hello, SF Express!" came the well-trained and polite voice of the courier outside the door.

......

"Hello, is anyone home, here's a courier from Mr. Jiang Chen!" the door continued to knock.

Looking out through the cat's eyes, sure enough, the courier brother wearing a red helmet and a uniform was holding a document bag at the door, although the tone was still polite, but he could see that his expression was already a little impatient, and he was taking out his mobile phone and preparing to dial according to the number on the document.

Jiang Chen exhaled and finally opened the door to sign. As soon as he put down the pen, the courier brother quickly left with the footsteps of being chased by the performance appraisal.

Back in the living room, I tore open the courier and poured it all on the coffee table, a few pieces of paper and cards.

The most conspicuous thing is a piece of hard cardboard with a few large characters written on it, and if you look closely, there is a line of slightly smaller words on it, "Thirteenth Senior High School on the Sea", and on the side is the emblem of the thirteenth middle school with concave and convex gilding: the shape of two thin swords intersecting in the triangle, and below is the painting of two crossed dogwood leaves.

It is said to mean "the edge of the sword is sharpened".

Hey, it's pretty real.

The rest of the things, with a cursory glance, were probably student handbooks and admission guides, a few forms and the like, and even a small student ID card and a campus card.

The current scammers are quite distracted.

Looking at these expressionlessly, Jiang Chen's heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to eat fried fresh milk.

On a whim, he took a photo and sent it to Wang Ziteng, with an eye-rolling expression: Guess where I was admitted?

Within five minutes, the sound of running was heard coming from the hallway, and it even sounded like a foot slipping, and then there was another knock on the door.

Accompanied by Wang Ziteng's howl: "Open the door!! Comrade Xiaojiang quickly open the door!!"

This is really embarrassing, Jiang Chen hurriedly opened the door a crack, and Comrade Xiao Wang slipped in like a cat who wanted to sneak into the room and jump on the master's bed.

"Guess who else?" Wang Ziteng was extremely excited.

Without waiting for a reply, he said to himself: "It's summer wheat !!"

"What?" Jiang Chen was confused.

Then, the huge mobile phone screen was raised in front of his face, so close that Jiang Chen couldn't see the content on it at all.

"Thirteen!!" Wang Ziteng continued to shake his hand and howl.

Before Jiang Chen could savor the meaning of his words, a very loud bell sounded.

"I want to become an immortal~~I want to ascend to heaven~~I want to become an immortal~~Boundless mana~~" GAI's voice came from Wang Ziteng's mobile phone, and the owner of the mobile phone still had a smirk on his face that he had not returned, and he put the mobile phone to his ear for a moment and handed it to Jiang Chen:

"Looking for you!"

"Looking for me?" Jiang Chen took the phone suspiciously, looked at Wang Ziteng with a suspicious expression, and only heard an extremely familiar voice from the phone: "Hello Jiang Chen, I'm the Thirteenth Middle School...... Hey!!Jiang wait!!Wait for the meeting!!Don't hang up for ......."

Syllable.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he looked at Wang Ziteng: "It's really playing." ”

As a result, I saw Wang Ziteng, who was flipping through the refrigerator and picking at the bucket of ice cream with a spoon, scratching the back of his head with a mentally retarded face.

...... Thinking too much, thinking too much.

It's a real headache. I don't know if this situation counts as harassment, can the police uncle take care of it.

"By the way, what did you just say about Xia Mai?" Jiang Chen put the harassing call behind him for the time being, and turned the topic back to the topic he was interested in.

"Ha wheat is also expensive, and I am angry!" Wang Ziteng just dug a big mouthful of matcha ice cream balls and stuffed them into his mouth, Bing's bared teeth grinned and replied indistinctly.

Jiang Chen understood, what he said was: Xia Mai was also admitted to the Thirteenth Middle School.

Ignoring the stupid big man who was iced by ice cream with all kinds of weird expressions, Jiang Chen directly picked up Wang Ziteng's mobile phone, pressed his fingerprint to automatically unlock it, and jumped out of the picture before receiving the call.

It was Wang Ziteng's circle of friends, and Jiang Chen saw the fresh summer wheat in the information of micro-business relatives and health aunts at a glance.

I don't know how this stupid big guy was added to the WeChat of the campus goddess, maybe this can be regarded as a stupid person.

The head of the goddess is a black-and-white close-up of a giraffe, and the screen name is: Deer Wheat. And the news she sent out is very simple, just a photo with a few simple words: Tomorrow, come on!

When I clicked on the photo, it was a few pieces of paper spread flat on an ivory table, and if you looked closely, it looked like ...... A letter of acceptance from the thirteenth high school, a student handbook, an admission guide, and several forms, as well as a campus card and a student ID.

......

As usual...... It shouldn't be time to send the admission letter...... Why did the summer wheat also receive it?

Could it be that she was also deceived?

But if you think about it carefully, it's really possible, I heard that her results in the high school entrance examination are very good, and the possibility of being admitted to the thirteenth middle school should be very high, and it is really possible that she has fallen into the trap of a liar.

Jiang Chen was a little anxious.

He picked up the landline phone next to him and dialed the other party's number according to Wang Ziteng's WeChat friend information.

The phone rang twice and was picked up: "Hello?"

Xia Mai was clean and a little cold, and his voice came out of the earpiece faintly.

Hearing his voice, Jiang Chen was stunned. It's like throwing love letters into a summer wheat drawer at the time, an impulsive act that only thinks about the beginning and doesn't think about the subsequent developments.

"Hello, I'm ......"

What can I say? Xia Mai, your admission letter is fake? It seems that I am not familiar with the other party to the point where the other party will believe anything...... Will the other party be regarded as a stalker and a pervert or something? So Jiang Chen fell silent.

There seemed to be a chuckle on the phone, and then I heard the other party ask, "Is it Jiang Chen?"

Huh? How did she know?

"It's me. "I didn't have time to think about it, so I responded first.

"Did you also receive a call from the teacher of the 13th Middle School?" The other party seemed to know what he wanted to ask when he called, although it was a question, but the tone was very determined.

"I got it, but ......"

"Okay, then tomorrow morning, at the gate of the thirteenth middle school, half past eight, see you or leave. ”

"Huh?"

"I still have something to do, hang up first, bye-bye!"

"Wait ......"

Before he could say anything more, the other party had already hung up the phone. It's really a typical behavior of summer wheat, indifferent, crisp and neat, and never dragging.

Wang Ziteng held the half-eaten ice cream bucket, squeezed to his side, and winked at him.

"How's that, what's going on? Is there a possibility for you two...... This way...... and that" Speaking of this, he crossed his arms and hugged himself, pouted at Jiang Chen and kissed him.

"Get out!" kicked away the prince who was immersed in the small script in his heart, and Jiang Chen pondered alone.

So...... Now what's going on?

Although he was still worried about Xia Mai, but after thinking about it carefully, in the previous three years as a classmate, what he knew about this indifferent girl was: Xia Mai not only has a beautiful skin and a very high IQ, but also has clear logical thinking, and is also good at sports and musical instruments. Except for not being very approachable, he is basically a perfect person.

Such a person, how can he worry about her. Based on the attitude on the phone, it seems that the other party knows better than you know what the situation is.

However, tomorrow morning at half past eight, the gate of the thirteenth middle school ...... Thinking of this, I somehow ...... I was a little nervous.

...... Does that count...... Dating......

Phew, Jiang Chen, can't be too narcissistic! Jiang Chen shook his head reflexively.

"Hey, classmate Jiang, what are you blushing about! What did Xia Mai say to you?" Wang Ziteng on the side finished eating the ice cream, and he didn't know where to take out a bag of potato chips and bite them, and when he came over, the potato chip residue was spilled everywhere.

"Ask me to go out tomorrow and meet you. Jiang Chen pretended to be calm and raised the water cup on the coffee table, took a sip slowly, and glanced at Wang Ziteng with disgust.

"Oh!! okay, you !!" Wang Ziteng was even more excited than the person concerned, almost bounced up from the sofa, slapped Jiang Chen on the back without Jiang Chen's preparation, and choked him with a mouthful of water and sprayed all the water on Wang Ziteng's clothes.

This person didn't care, and still danced and arranged a small script for Jiang Chen to meet tomorrow, until Jiang Chen couldn't stand it anymore. Forced him through the crack in the door.

After the door was closed, Wang Ziteng's voice still seemed to be around the beam for three days. Jiang Chen rubbed his ears.

Night.

Jiang Chen tossed and turned in bed for a while, thinking about tomorrow's things and always couldn't sleep, and finally took out his mobile phone and opened the chat software.

He had attended an offline club gathering before. It was a social club in Haishi, because he met the president of the club at the mystery novel club on the Internet forum, and it happened to be in a city, so he was pulled to participate together. The content of the offline meeting is that the members of the club design the reasoning case, and other members participate in the investigation activities. It was also after that event that he was semi-forced by the president to join a chat group called "Human Incidents".

"Come, only the Chosen are eligible to be invited by me. At that time, the president approached him and said mysteriously.

I have to admit that although the president has outstanding appearance, his actions are exaggerated and his language is magical, he always reminds him of his second sick brother Wang Ziteng.

Do you have the physique to attract such a character?

I shuddered......

In short, the members of this group are Chinese mystery enthusiasts from all over the world, somehow gathered together. It is common to collect bizarre puzzles to discuss, and the content even contains some very real and even inappropriate photos. And on weekdays, when there are no reasoning questions released, these people will also post some life trivia, photo jokes, and the like. In general, one of them came and went, and they became netizens who had a relatively close relationship and even shared secrets.

Jiang Chen opened the "Human Incident", hesitated for a moment, and said: "What should I wear on a date with a girl for the first time?"

Almost immediately, a man named "Prince Arthurgard" popped up.

Prince Arthurgard: You've found the right person when you look for me! After all, most women in the world can't refuse the fashion taste of this male god!

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight photos were swiped out in one breath.

Jiang Chen looked at the man in a tight-fitting glossy red shirt, a bow tie printed with small flowers, a dark green velvet blazer on the outside, and a dark green top hat with peacock feathers on his head.

Jiang Chen: It's okay, President, I understand what you mean......

Immediately after that, the system message "Prince Arthurgard was banned by the administrator for 10 minutes" popped up.

Book Keeper: Don't listen to him, little friend, he may have some misunderstanding about fashion and women.

Jiang Chen: ...... Well.

The bookkeeper is the founder of the group, and he has always been very secretive, and everyone only knows that he is in England, but nothing else is known.

Book Keeper: Take a picture of the clothes you think are good?

Anyway, he couldn't sleep, so Jiang Chen simply got up and took out five plaid shirts, three jerseys, four brightly colored beach pants, and three pairs of casual flip-flops, a waist bag, and two backpacks that could hold a computer from the closet, all of which were put together to take a photo and send it out.

Five minutes passed......

There was a very awkward silence in the group.

Book Keeper: ......

Vodka with apples: ......

Shen Xiaoshao: ......

Red Devil: ......

......

Book Keeper: Actually...... That one...... Clothing matching is not so important, the main thing is to have a sincere heart......

Jiang Chen: [excited] Really?

......

A subtle atmosphere spreads.