Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

"Hey, what a coincidence."

Mo Ling held a broom in one hand and a small bucket in the other, and greeted Wen Qiye who was cleaning the outdoor basketball court.

Wen Qiye, who was sweeping the floor, saw Mo Ling, especially the cute smile on her face, and his eyes flickered slightly.

Mo Ling put the bucket aside, picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor.

While sweeping the floor, she quietly and unnoticedly approached Wen Qiye, hoping to absorb some spiritual energy before going home.

Today, after school, she found out which area Wen Qiye was responsible for cleaning.

The students who originally cleaned with Wen Qiye were unwilling to change.

She paid out of her own pocket and bought a big bag of snacks to get the chance to help clean the house.

If she doesn't absorb some spiritual energy, she will be at a loss, okay?

As soon as she got the spot, she rushed here to clean.

She glanced at Wen Qiye, who was eight steps away from her, and found that he was cleaning very seriously, so she turned around quietly.

She timidly took out the cheat sheet she had prepared for yesterday's lesson from her pocket.

"The first strategy for chasing your idol is to create opportunities all the time to bump into him."

"Yeah, I did. But the guide didn't mention that encountering it would cost so much snacks."

"The second strategy for chasing a man is to find a suitable topic."

Mo Ling frowned and stared at the words on the cheat sheet.

"Hmm. The guide only says to find a topic. But it doesn't say what topic to find? How am I supposed to learn?"

Mo Ling was racking her brains to find a topic to talk about, and even began to think about the plots she had seen in novels.

Wen Qiye, who was cleaning, seemed to be cleaning, but in fact, he was also observing Mo Ling all the time.

He found that Mo Ling, who had been sweeping the floor intermittently just now, was standing there with his back to him.

He was a little curious, so he slowed down his pace and got closer to Mo Ling.

Wen Qiye's hearing is still very good.

Although he didn't hear the whole thing, he could guess the general idea from the scattered words.

Guessing Mo Ling's thoughts, Wen Qiye raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Although the smile was shallow, it was like the moonlight in spring, emitting the light of warmth and joy.

Mo Ling thought of several novels he had read before, trying to find topics that were more suitable for the current situation.

But after thinking about it, she couldn't find a suitable topic.

Mo Ling quietly turned around to look at Wen Qiye who was still sweeping the floor.

She was a little anxious.

If I don't find a topic...

"Cough cough."

Mo Ling felt that she couldn't stop because of the topic.

"Well..... today, the weather is really nice."

Boom...Crack...

As soon as Mo Ling finished speaking, thunder sounded in his ears.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at the sky in surprise.

This...is the weather in Hai City so capricious?

Can you change your face just like that?

It was sunny just a second ago, but now it’s covered with dark clouds?

Wen Qiye looked at Mo Ling who was surprised, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He reached out and naturally grabbed Mo Ling's wrist.

"The weather in Hai City changes very quickly. Find a place to hide from the rain quickly, or you will get wet."

Wen Qiye pulled Mo Ling and started running towards the teaching building not far away.

But the heavy rain still fell mercilessly.

When the two men ran to the gate of the teaching building, they were more or less wet.

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Thanks to Jin for the reminder card. ??..???