Chapter 040: A Call for Help from the Abyss of Hopelessness (30)
"Jingle bellโ"
The preparatory bell rang, and the students scattered around the school began to enter the classrooms one after another.
Gu Qiao retracted his gaze, raised his feet, and quickly walked into the classroom of the first class of high school behind him.
"Hey, why did she come all of a sudden...."
"Isn't it depression taking medicine at home..... What are you doing here, don't study every day to love Xie Jinyan, the result is a casual test, and it is better than us, who knows if it is cheating....."
"No wonder Gu Huai didn't come today, in a class, I was bad luck when I saw this fake sister!"
There weren't many people in the classroom, but there was still whispering.
Gu Qiao's gaze swept over the faces in the classroom, and there was no Ruan Yinyin.....
Gu Huai was really not there.
In the whispered discussion of others, Gu Qiao did not squint, and walked to the position where she had been sitting for a long time in City C No. 1 Middle School, with a row of countdown windows.
It's a pity that the 'Gu Qiao' orientation here seems to be a little different from her.
There, at the moment, was sitting a man.
The boy with black-rimmed glasses was lying on the table doing questions, because of his myopia, his whole face was about to come up to the test paper, his slightly long hair was messy, hanging down his eyebrows, and the whole person looked listless.
It's like a potted plant that hasn't been watered for a long time.
Even when Gu Qiao approached, he didn't seem to notice it, writing and drawing on scratch paper, exuding bitterness all over his body.
โ.....โ
The textbook on the table was not written 'Gu Qiao', it was a strange and ordinary name: Lu Yi.
"Classmate..... Excuse me, where is my seat now? โ
Gu Qiao gently tapped on the table.
"Ah.....?"
The boy looked up from the sea of questions, the hair on his forehead drooped thickly, almost covering his nose, and the glasses on his nose, the thick spectacle lenses, made him look clumsy and sloppy.
The introduction of identity information above the head is a row of perfunctory "....."
Same as her, inferior NPCs.
"What are you talking about, I didn't pay attention just now..... You ask again. โ
He put down his pen and faced Gu Qiao's question very solemnly.
The sound is refreshing.
Gu Qiao's eyes fell on the name in the textbook and repeated: "Lu Yi, do you know where I am sitting now.... I haven't been to school in a while, I don't remember. โ
She explained.
The young man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stammered: "You..... What do you call me? โ
"Lu B."
She repeated.
Lu Yi stroked the heavy frames of his glasses and looked up at her, as if to see who she was.
Gu Qiao reminded: "I am Gu Qiao." โ
When the young man heard this, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he suddenly clasped his hands together and began to chant words.
"Dawei Tianlong.... Retreat Retreat ....."
The gods are chattering, and it seems that it is difficult to communicate normally.
"Gu Qiao, why are you provoking this nerd?"
In the front row of a group, a girl with a double ponytail turned her head with a playful expression.
"Walk fast, walk ....."
The boy by the window was still chanting words.
Through the thick glasses, Gu Qiao couldn't see the young man's eyes clearly, but he felt obvious resistance.
"You, you sit there!"
Seeing Gu Qiao standing in front of him indifferently, the young man hurriedly raised his hand and pointed, as if he was afraid of communicating with her more.
"Thank you."
Gu Qiao raised his eyebrows, hugged the schoolbag on his chest, and walked to the front row.
โ.......โ
The young man stretched out his hand, gently lowered his glasses, quietly raised his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the figure of the girl walking away.
I picked up the pen on the table again, and wanted to continue writing on the test paper, but I paused again.
"Gone again."
The young man's voice was a little confused, looking at the volume that had just been written, and only blank was left at the moment.
"Meaningless...... It's the same this time. โ
He sighed lightly and simply put down his pen.
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