Those years, those jokes, those scum

The weather today is a bit strange. It was sunny an hour ago, but now it is overcast and hot. It seems that a rainstorm will come at any time. But under this thick cloud, there are a few rays of sunshine.

"Ah~" Leng Nuan suppressed her sneeze and covered it with her elbow. Taking advantage of this gap, she casually glanced at the person sitting in the second seat in the third row.

In this drowsy weather, compared to the students around him who were staggering or doing other things, Qin Shuangjiang still stood straight and read and wrote, which made him particularly conspicuous.

Her long, smooth black hair glowed with life under the dim light. She tilted her head slightly to reveal her smooth and beautiful face. Her left hand, holding the pen, was white and slender, with distinct joints, and her posture was standard and graceful.

"..."

"..."

"Hey, why are you adding lines to my mind without permission?" Leng Nuan confirmed again that the system that bound her was definitely not a serious system. It doesn't usually appear, but it is unusual when it does.

"Hey, isn't that what you humans think when you observe others?" A.K0527 was quite interested in the description of human psychology. Even though it was a super-intelligent AI chip with terabytes of data. It marveled at the learning ability of humans, and was even more surprised at their ability to create. They could always create many adjectives to express everything. It was not easy to get this direct opportunity. But after waiting for a long time, its host had no emotional fluctuations.

“…I’m really sorry, but I’m not well educated, so I can only say ‘Fuck’.”

"Host, what is 'F*ck'?"

Your host refuses to speak to you.

As soon as the familiar bell rang, the classroom that was full just now was suddenly filled with only a few people. Leng Nuan touched his flat stomach, took out the "thick egg quilt bread" from the desk and quickly ate it with boiled water from the thermos, so as to give himself more time for a nap.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Just when Leng Nuan was about to fall asleep, a cheerful voice woke him up.

"Cousin, look, classmate Shen brought us juice." An Qiyuan from Class 1-C came over excitedly with two bottles of orange juice to have lunch with Qin Shuangjiang.

"You drink it, I don't like juice."

An Qiyuan didn't refuse and continued with a smile: "Student Shen asked us to go out and play together after school. Cousin, please come with us."

Ever since she mustered up the courage to strike up a conversation with Shen Congming on the basketball court last time, An Qiyuan never expected that her male god would actually pay attention to her. Not only did he pay attention to her, but he also exchanged contact information with her.

"Student Shen is so nice and generous, and he also..."

Qin Shuangjiang frowned as she listened. She didn't like this man, that look of determination. When he looked at her.

"Clang-clang-clang" the wire mesh on the rooftop made a series of ear-splitting noises.

"Is that all for today? Are you sending away beggars?" the man said arrogantly while holding the money in his hand, and at the same time he kicked the thin man who was curled up into a ball.

There were three or five other people nearby, laughing and discussing.

"Don't hit me in the face." Shen Congming, who was surrounded by several teenagers, said coldly with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Hehe, don't worry, Brother Ming. We have the most experience in this kind of thing." The yellow-haired man who had just kicked someone turned around and responded proudly.

Well, Mr. Shen is really nice and generous. Come and see, heroine~

Leng Nuan sat cross-legged on top of the water tower, her right hand propping up her face as she watched. Why was it so difficult for her to take a nap?

"Remember to do well in the next exam." Seeing that the lunch break was almost over, Huangmao grabbed the person on the ground and warned him.

"I know...I know...I know. I will." The weak voice made it hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Huh~~" Qiao Niansheng dared to breathe deeply only after everyone left. He squatted on the ground again and massaged his stomach skillfully. He planned to take a break before going back to the classroom.

Suddenly, a dark shadow loomed over him. Qiao Niansheng suddenly curled himself up into a ball, holding his head with both hands. But after a while, seeing that the other party did not make any other moves, he raised his head and looked over.

Leng Nuan looked at the other person. Although she was at a loss for words, she had to say that the boy in front of her was really good-looking. Especially the teardrop mole under his left eye gave him a feminine beauty.

Under the other party's puzzled eyes, Leng Nuan squatted down, stretched out his right hand and patted the boy's shoulder, and said seriously: "Boys must know how to protect themselves when they are outside."