Qiu Yilin, who thought that she had guessed Ling Xing's thoughts, would certainly not break the defense easily.

probably really doesn't care about his grades at all, in this senior year of high school where students don't even waste time to go to the toilet, only Qiu Yilin didn't put half of his energy into studying.

She is the last to come to school every day, the first to leave the classroom, and she will sleep on her desk during class, and distraction is even more common for her.

The head teacher would persuade her earnestly at first, but in the end he gave up on her completely.

The pay and the return are corresponding, Qiu Yilin is unwilling to pay a cent, and the results are naturally getting worse and worse.

It can be said that Qiu Yilin is facing the battle with a state that Ling Xing wants to see the most.

Qiu Yilin's results in these exams have frequently refreshed Ling Xing's perception of low scores, Ling Xing did not deliberately pay attention to Qiu Yilin's results, but the classmates inevitably discussed it, after all, Qiu Yilin has also been a classmate with them for more than a year.

After hearing their discussion, Zeng Zhile pursed his lips and said: "Life is her own, she doesn't work hard, who can save her?"

That's exactly what the words say, but ......

Ling Xing's fingers clenched tightly as she held the pen, her gaze fell on the void, was Qiu Yilin's life really her own?

Of course not, she is not the real Qiu Yilin, and the real Qiu Yilin is now alive or dead, no one knows.

After getting along with Su Qingluo for a long time, Ling Xing now occasionally talks about Qiu Yilin.

Ling Xing had never said anything like a system clearly, but Su Qingluo seemed to know everything.

Su Qingluo stayed at Ling Xing's house for five or six days, and then left F City with his father, who came back temporarily, he didn't say where he was going, and Ling Xing didn't ask him.

Half a month after he left, he contacted Ling Xing and brought a piece of news that was definitely the best for Ling Xing.

……

When meeting Qiu Yilin again at school, Ling Xing ignored her nostrils and looked at people, but walked over to her and asked, "Qiu Yilin, can I talk to you?"

Qiu Yilin's eyes were obviously colorful, this thing that didn't have a long brain probably thought that Ling Xing couldn't get her mentality, and now he had no problem with her.

She held her chin high, glanced at Ling Xing with the tail of her eyes, and snorted coldly, "What do I have to talk about with you?"

There is really nothing to talk about, after all, they are not compatible, and it is something that the whole school knows about it.

Qiu Yilin said that she was about to leave by pulling the arm of her classmate, but her female classmate did not move.

The girl let go of Qiu Yilin's arm and walked to Zeng Zhile's side instead, she tried to hide the gossip in her eyes, and said to Qiu Yilin: "People came to talk to you for a few words, and they didn't delay much time, so they should give face."

Qiu Yilin frowned, she really didn't really want to refuse Ling Xing, so she simply responded half-pushing.

It's lunch break, but there aren't many students walking around the campus, except for some energetic students playing basketball on the playground, and almost everyone else is nested in the classroom or studying or sleeping.

In recent years, the school has also been beautifying, planting a few trees not far from the playground, forming a small grove that can no longer be smaller, where few students usually go over, and there will not be many people at this point in time.

Ling Xing invited Qiu Yilin to the grove, and Zeng Zhile pulled the girl to stand not far from them, so that he could see them and not hear the conversation between Ling Xing and Qiu Yilin.

Qiu Yilin wrote impatience on her face, and she glanced at Ling Xing: "What do you want to say?" Hurry up and say that don't waste my time. ”

Ling Xing glanced around again, and after making sure that there was no one around, he asked, "Do you really not care about your grades at all?"

Qiu Yilin clasped her hands in front of her chest and sneered: "How my grades are is my own business, what does it have to do with you?"

Without waiting for Ling Xing to speak, she continued, "What? So concerned about my grades? Started to burst out of the heart of the Virgin? Are you still trying to influence me? ”

Ling Xing looked at her coldly for a moment, and suddenly asked her, "Qiu Yilin, do you think your so-called system is real?"

Qiu Yilin's face changed suddenly, she knew that it was one thing for Ling Xing to know about the existence of the system, but it was another thing for Ling Xing to ask so bluntly.

She narrowed her eyes and refused to admit it, "I don't understand what you're saying."

At the same time, Ling Xing heard her frantically calling for the system.

For some reason, the system did not reply to Qiu Yilin.

Ling Xing lowered her head and adjusted the buttons on her clothes, she looked up at Qiu Yilin again, she didn't give Qiu Yilin time to react at all, and threw out a series of questions in a row: "In other words, why can't others hear or see your system?" Are you sure it's not your schizophrenic hallucinations, auditory hallucinations? ”

Qiu Yilin unconsciously took a step back, a trace of panic flashed on her face, and she quickly calmed down.

"Auditory hallucinations?" She glanced at Ling Xing meaninglessly: "Is it an auditory hallucination, can you not know?"

After all, Ling Xing had asked about electronic music in class.

Ling Xing smiled indifferently, there was no nervousness in her expression, and she turned to a question: "Do you really think that you are not the original Qiu Yilin, but a lonely soul from another world?"

As soon as she said this, Qiu Yilin suddenly couldn't hold back, and she unconsciously raised her voice: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say," Ling Xing took a step forward and narrowed the distance from Qiu Yilin, her voice lowered: "Does your system really exist?" Are you really not schizophrenic? Who else but you can perceive the so-called system? Do you really believe in something that doesn't even exist as a physical entity? ”

Qiu Yilin pursed the corners of her lips and looked at Ling Xing with an extremely unfamiliar look, her system still didn't reply to her.

Ling Xing continued to output: "Also, there are so many excellent girls in the world, why do you think I am the heroine?"

Qiu Yilin remained silent, she really couldn't prove the existence of the system to anyone, and the system really only existed in her consciousness.

And the system can find her anytime and anywhere, but she can't find the system many times.

Schizophrenia? Auditory hallucinations?

Once the seed of doubt is planted in her heart, that seed will begin to take root and sprout, Qiu Yilin is still the same 'whatever you say, I can't listen to it anyway' on the surface, but her heart has begun to waver.

Ling Xing looked at her with a sympathetic look, and she said, "You think you are a raider?" But I think you're more of a beggar than a raider. ”

Raiders?

Qiu Yilin inevitably remembered the raiders she had seen in the book, they seemed to be born with the aura of the protagonist, and indeed none of them had such a difficult time as her.

The system said it was helping her, but it didn't seem to have helped her much.

So, does the system really exist?

As soon as she thought of this, a familiar electronic voice sounded in Qiu Yilin's mind: "Host, don't be fooled by her, we have been working together for so long, of course I am real."

The confusion in Qiu Yilin's eyes slowly faded, and she asked the system, "Do you have an entity?"

System: "Host, none of us have entities."

Qiu Yilin hesitated for a moment, then asked, "She is already fully aware of your existence, can you let her see you?"

The system fell silent.

Ling Xing's fingers hanging on her side tightened unconsciously, she knew that this matter still needed to be pushed forward, and continued: "You touch your body, aren't you a flesh-and-blood person? You have parents and relatives and friends, who is the paper man, don't you still understand? ”

Qiu Yilin really touched her arm unconsciously, of course she is a person of flesh and blood, of course she is not a paper person.

The system should be able to feel Qiu Yilin's inner thoughts, and its electronic voice is much higher: "Host, don't believe her, she's confusing you!"

Qiu Yilin squinted at Ling Xing as if she had awakened in an instant.

She said to the system, "Then you can prove it to her, and let me believe that you are real."

The system fell silent again.

It was almost a fire, Ling Xing smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, anyway, the future will be long, as long as you don't believe it for a day, I will continue to popularize science with you, and one day you will believe me."

The system finally fell silent.