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"She's just a classmate. She shouldn't be in our class."

“Is that the person missing from this photo?”

Seeing the photo Ruan Lanzhu took out, Jiang Xinhong tightened his grip on the railing and asked nervously, "Where did you find it?"

"Just classmates?" Niao Niao narrowed her eyes and asked with a smile: "Say it again, what is your relationship?"

Jiang Xinhong held onto the railing tightly. When he heard the bell ring, he couldn't wait to say, "It's time for class."

After saying that, he disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye. Niao Niao kicked the railing angrily and said with certainty: "Lu Zuozi must like him, and that guy must know it too!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Don't you think he's the type that many people would have a crush on during their school days?"

That's it? Ruan Lanzhu was a little disappointed. He thought Niao Niao had found some clues.

Li Dongyuan muttered quietly, "Tsk, I can knock down ten people with one punch, what's there to like about that?"

"The teacher in this photo is the one who took us to the dormitory. We can ask him."

"Lingling is still the best."

"Ruan Lanzhu, why are you so partial to me? You were not like that to me just now." Niao Niao trotted and jumped onto Ruan Lanzhu's back, saying vengefully, "Oh, I think my foot is sprained. Thank you for your hard work, Brother Ruan."

"Get down here!" Ruan Lanzhu symbolically pulled the arm around his neck and threatened in a low voice: "If you don't come down, I'll be rude to you."

"Oh." Niao Niao replied lazily, lying comfortably on his back. Ruan Lanzhu had no choice but to carry her obediently.

"Ling Jiushi, what do you think is the difference between me and Ruan Lanzhu?"

Ling Jiushi shook his head. He didn't know about this either. He could only solve the program coding problem.

Teacher Liu avoided the topic and, apart from practicing Tai Chi, expressed his dissatisfaction with Lu Zuozi.

"As a teacher, not only do you not help students who are bullied, but you also slander them behind their backs. Is this how you act as a teacher?"

Niao Niao couldn't bear to listen any longer, so she took out the kiss from her waist and threatened, "Tell me, what do you know?"

"There's a kid in the class named Mou Kai. I only heard that he doesn't like Lu Zuozi very much. I really don't know anything else."

With the sword at his neck, beads of sweat covered his nervous forehead, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe them.

Mou Kai? He seems to be a key figure.

Ling Jiushi bravely removed the sword from Teacher Liu's neck and signaled him to leave quickly with his eyes.

"Niao Niao, it's time for dinner. Let's go find that guy named Mou Kai tomorrow. Didn't you say before that Lu Zuozi might like Jiang Xinhong? Then he is also related to this matter. Let's go and ask him tomorrow."

Okay, Niaoniao planned to take back the kiss on his neck, she was really a little hungry.

Zhuang Rutao's eyes lit up. This was the kiss-neck sword that the boss mentioned. It looked so beautiful.

"Like?" Seeing her curiosity, Niao Niao directly called out the young master and put him in her arms.

"For me?" Zhuang Rutao's heart almost jumped out of his chest with excitement.

"You wish. Let me show you."

After dinner, when they walked downstairs to the dormitory building, Luo Xiaoyu cried and said that Nie Cheng was missing.

Ling Jiushi knew that the situation was very bad, but he still said to comfort her, "Don't worry, we will go to the old school building for you tomorrow."

Until going to bed, Zhuang Rutao still couldn't let go of Shao Shi and kissed his neck to study him.

"Girl, sleeping late will cause wrinkles."

I don’t know what Niao Niao muttered, but the kiss on the neck automatically flew away from Zhuang Rutao’s hand and returned to Niao Niao’s hand.

Ling Jiushi was sleeping soundly when he seemed to hear someone calling him. He went out the door and saw a one-legged student in the corridor.

Then, many students with only white eyes lined up in two rows, chanting the ballad on a loop.

"Why didn't you shout?" Lu Zuozi slowly approached Ling Jiu and forced him to sing a ballad.

"So cute." Niao Niao pinched Lu Zuozi's face and said with relief: "I said Zuozi is a kind and lovely girl."

Faced with such straightforward love, Lu Zuozi's face turned red, and the people around her disappeared completely in an instant.

"Just leaving like that?" Ling Jiushi held the kaleidoscope and released his hands that were covering his head.

"I guess I just wanted to see you."

"Look at me? What's so good about me?"

"Lingling is so beautiful, why isn't it worth coming to see her?"

The two of them talked as they walked, and when they opened the door they saw Ruan Lanzhu and Li Dongyuan who were looking for them.

Now that everyone was awake, they decided to go take a look at the old school building.

Zhuang Rutao hugged the crying Luo Xiaoyu and comforted her silently.

The classroom had been abandoned for a long time. As soon as I entered, the dust in the room went straight into my lungs and I started coughing uncontrollably.

After putting on the mask handed to her by Li Dongyuan, Niao Niao began to look around the classroom.

Ruan Lanzhu picked up a physics book from the front row, and the name inside was Lu Zuozi. He seemed to understand something and said regretfully: "It seems that Lu Zuozi is more than just unpopular."

Ling Jiushi was sitting on a chair in the last row by the window. His hand touched the word "Get Out" engraved on the desk, and his consciousness suddenly became blurry.

In a trance, he seemed to enter Lu Sako's body and experience what she had experienced before.

Everyone in the class looked at her with disdain and spoke harshly to her.

Silent inferiority and pain swept over, like falling into the deep sea, leaving no chance for one to breathe.

"Did you hear it?"

Who is talking? Ling Jiushi clenched his fists, and his whole body was trapped in a nightmare.

"Jiushi! Jiushi!..." Ruan Lanzhu knelt on one knee, looking very nervous. He held Ling Jiushi's shoulders worriedly.

When Niao Niao heard the noise, she walked forward and held Ling Jiushi's hand. Looking at his tightly closed eyes, Niao Niao bit her finger and tapped his forehead.

"Lu Zuozi, this is Lu Zuozi's position." Ling Jiushi took a deep breath and held Niao Niao's hand back.

"She means you no harm."

"It seems there are no clues here. Let's split up into two groups. Niaoniao, you and Li Dongyuan go find Mou Kai, and Jiushi and I will go find Jiang Xinhong."

Coincidentally, Mou Kai transferred to another school and was going to study abroad, but Jiang Xinhong was absent due to sick leave.

"What should we do now?"

"Go to the archives."

"Why are you going to the archives again?"

"Because...my intuition."

"Intuition? I've only heard of women having intuition. This is the first time I've heard of men having intuition."

Ruan Lanzhu and Zhuang Rutao were arguing with each other, neither of them showing any intention of giving in.

"Niao Niao, Jiushi, do you trust my intuition?"

Li Dongyuan pointed his index finger at the sky and said, "I believe it! Let's go to the archives room."

There is really no hope! Bai Lu's future is worrying! Zhuang Rutao looked at Li Dongyuan's back and shook his head helplessly.

From the uncle in the archives room, they learned that Lu Zuozi came from a poor family and her parents died in a car accident.

After hearing the news, Zhuang Rutao's mood began to decline. Niao Niao thought of what Ruan Lanzhu had said before, and put her arm around her shoulders and said, "Don't worry, we will give Zuozi justice."

Zhuang Rutao blushed slightly, and tried to break free from Niao Niao's embrace uncomfortably, but when he couldn't break free, he had to give up and muttered softly, "This guy is really hard to dislike."

On campus, Jiang Xinhong was chatting with a classmate and they seemed to have an argument.

Seeing the person was about to leave, Niao Niao threw the young master back and stopped the person.

"Jiang Xinhong? Aren't you sick and asking for leave? It seems that you have done something bad and are afraid of ghosts knocking on your door."

"Who are you! Let me tell you, my father is..." Mou Kai fell to the ground, unable to utter any tough words after seeing the person coming.