After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Listening to the voice behind him, a remembered scene appeared in Ni Yangzhou's mind.

The young boy put down the toy in his hand, looked up, and saw the greasy smiling face of the middle-aged man in the sun. When the man smoked, the cigarette butt smacked between his dry and chapped lips, and the dark ash fell onto the light blue skirt with a "pop".

Yan Jin still had some strength to fight back, so he bit the leather jacket man's chin, and...

Ni Yangzhou closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it.

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"I have arrived."

In order to take Yan Jin's pace into consideration, they walked for dozens of long minutes.

Yan Jin stopped at the entrance of a relatively upscale residential area.

Ni Yangzhou looked up at the fountains and rockery decorations inside and asked, "No driver?"

The person behind paused and replied, "We can't let our parents know."

"What about taking a taxi?"

"My family would ask why I didn't let the driver take me there. What I'm saying now is that I need to exercise and grow taller."

"Ok."

The setting sun pulled at Ni Yangzhou's shadow. The boy walked back alone, thinking slowly in his mind.

The alliance of suspected victims has grown again.

First it was the owner of the fourth floor, then Jiao Kaifeng and his gang of "problem students" who loved to fight in groups, and then Yan Jin, the person being threatened.

Ni Yangzhou turned on his cell phone, connected to the pitifully slow network, and checked to see that there had been no rainy days in nearly a week. He couldn't help but relax a little.

The boy gradually quickened his pace. It would take about 30 minutes to walk from here to the school. After arriving at the school, he would continue west and walk for about seven or eight minutes to return to the original owner's home. Ni Yangzhou planned to go back early to catch up on his sleep.

The boy had a good sense of direction. He did not go back the same way. Instead, he looked at the approximate direction of the streets and planned to go through a village, which should save a lot of time.

Halfway through the walk, there was a lonely brick house at the edge of the village, leaning against a slope and seemingly a little far away from the other houses.

Ni Yangzhou looked curiously, and just in time saw a figure walking out with a basin.

That is the tall and long-legged Meng Ting.

Ni Yangzhou withdrew his gaze, took two quick steps forward and hid under a tree.

The boy's first reaction was not to call out Meng Ting's name, but to worry that the other party would think he was following him.

After hiding in a good place, Ni Yangzhou suddenly realized that he knew he had traveled into a novel in which someone would die, so he always observed the world from the perspective of a crime that was about to happen.

Meng Ting is a character in the book, and this is his life.

A normal, regular, Tuesday afternoon.

When you suddenly see your school deskmate at home, shouldn’t your first reaction be that your classmate is here to play with you?

Ni Yangzhou secretly thought that his behavior was stupid.

He walked out of the shade of the trees slowly and his eyes returned to the brick house.

Meng Ting was still standing there, without the basin in his hand. He must have gone back to the house to put his things away and came out again.

The two looked at each other again.

Ni Yangzhou tried hard to put on a natural smile, but before he could take a step forward, the person opposite him had already taken two or three steps closer.

Ni Yangzhou looked at Meng Ting who was standing with the light behind him. The boy opposite him still had no expression, but his eyes swept over Ni Yangzhou's head.

Before Ni Yangzhou could speak, the boy asked in a cold voice:

"Are you following me?"

……

"No, Xiao Meng."

Ni Yangzhou replied awkwardly: "I just happened to meet you when I was passing by. Why would I follow my classmates if I have nothing to do?"

Meng Ting ignored the boys' random changes of names.

Ni Yangzhou denied it verbally, but in fact he had secretly thought about following Meng Zhuxiong home to find out the situation, so he didn't have the confidence to refuse.

However, Ni Yangzhou also found it strange. Meng Ting's perspective seemed to be different from what he thought a high school student in the ordinary world should think about.

Could it be that Meng Ting had ever been followed by someone?

Meng Ting did not ask the boy about the stalking, nor did she question his suspicious pauses.

Instead, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Ni Yangzhou smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I really was just passing by, but——"

Ni Yangzhou changed the subject, thinking how could he not seize this great opportunity, "I don't quite understand the homework the English teacher gave me today, do you have time to teach me?"

"Of course, I can't waste your time. You've missed a lot of ground since the class was suspended. You're the best student among my classmates. Can you help me with my lessons every day? I'll pay you, Brother Meng, the tuition fee according to the market price."

Ni Yangzhou was afraid of hearing Meng Ting's refusal again, so he quickly put his hands together and said, "Really, Brother Meng, please! You have beautiful handwriting, you are kind, and you are not afraid of me, so please help me."

Ni Yangzhou subconsciously softened his tone. After interacting with his deskmate today, he found that he was a person who would rather be treated softly than harshly.

He didn't say a word when we first met in the morning, of course it could be because of some agreement he had made with the original owner, but when he accidentally fell, he immediately grabbed himself. He usually didn't talk much, and didn't get angry when the monitor interrupted him. He didn't get impatient when his classmates asked him questions, and he answered them one by one, but he didn't say much.

Meng Ting hesitated for a moment and said, "Not today, and I don't have time every day.

I can’t go to your house for tutoring.”

As soon as Ni Yang saw that there was a play, he immediately added a note to Meng Ting's character in his mind: "cold on the outside but kind on the inside", and responded, "I can come to your house!"

I was also worried that my deskmate might not have a good family situation and didn’t want him to see my living environment, which would damage my self-esteem, so I quickly added, “You can also go to a breakfast shop, coffee shop, or milk tea shop.”

Meng Ting glanced at the boy, was silent for a moment, and said, "Come to my house, every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, from 7 to 8 pm?"

"It couldn't be better!" Ni Yangzhou smiled, his white teeth arranged neatly, looking as neat and energetic as his owner.

Ni Yangzhou, aware that he had become much closer to the protagonist, did not delay any longer. After agreeing on the price, he turned around and said goodbye to Meng Ting. Meng Ting waved his hand without saying goodbye and went back home.

Ni Yangzhou walked back feeling proud, thinking that he had made tremendous progress that day, and was just waiting for the progress bar to be broadcast in the evening to see his achievements.

Wouldn’t it go directly to 10% or 15%?

You have to know that Ni Yangzhou himself was not idle at all that day. He was both a brother and a progress checker. He also found opportunities to meet with the principal, beat up the man in leather jackets, and sent Yan Jin home.

Even TV dramas don't have as tight a plot as this one, Ni Yangzhou laughed to himself, maybe it would be enough to write five or six chapters in a novel.

As he walked, Ni Yangzhou reviewed what he had just said and suddenly discovered a problem.

In this era and in this place, are there any coffee shops or milk tea shops?

The more I think about it, the weirder it seems. Could Meng Ting’s silence just now be due to this?

it's okay no problem.

Ni Yangzhou comforted himself.

The original owner had just transferred here not long ago, so maybe he thought it was the store he often went to before transferring here.

Besides, Meng Ting was probably busy working just now and probably wouldn’t care about these details.

Meng Ting had just come out of his own home, so he certainly didn't think so much. His home...

Ni Yangzhou stopped and stood beside the shallow river at the entrance of the village.

The sunlight elongated the young man's figure, like a deformed exclamation mark.

From the breakfast shop to Meng Ting's home, one is in the east and the other is in the west. It takes at least 30 minutes to walk. Even if you are tall and have long legs and walk faster, it will definitely not be easy to get there in more than ten minutes.

Every morning, come so far to buy breakfast?

Meng Ting...

Are you following me?

Or in other words, is it tracking the original owner?

When this thought came to his mind, Ni Yangzhou suddenly got goose bumps all over his body.

It should not be.

Ni Yangzhou denied it himself.

If you want to follow me, there's no need to expose yourself in front of me. You can just watch secretly outside the breakfast shop.

What if he showed up on purpose just to dispel my suspicion?

The boy fell into a vicious cycle of "I doubt whether he doubts me or not".

The cool breeze also brought the chill from the river. Ni Yangzhou looked back at the village and saw the smoke rising from the quiet village scene, which drove away the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

The boys decided to put Meng Ting's character back into the situation where she had to choose between the male protagonist and the villain.

You still have a lot of work to do today, so go home quickly.

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It was almost half past seven when he got home. Holding a thick stack of rewards from Yan Jin, Ni Yangzhou felt that he was now a successful man who could afford to eat meat.

I wanted to pick up my phone to order takeout, but then I remembered that in this era, mobile phones and the Internet are far less developed than in my world, so I had to quickly go downstairs to order a bowl of noodles.

The difference is that this time he added an egg.

Replenish your brain.

The golden fried egg in the clear noodle soup is like a delicious gem, shining with an attractive luster under the dim light of the noodle shop. Pick up the noodles with chopsticks, the chewy noodles are springy and soft, and the soup in your mouth is also soaked with the rich aroma of sesame oil.

Ni Yangzhou drank all the soup contentedly, took a long breath, and smiled at the noodle shop owner who was peeling garlic behind the door.

"Your cooking skills are amazing! It tastes so delicious!"

The boss didn't look like a local and spoke with a slight accent. He held white garlic in his hand and said with a smile, "You're eating me out of money, little boy. You're a grown-up, so what do you eat taste delicious?"

Ni Yangzhou patted his belly, said hello contentedly, and returned home as the sun gradually darkened.

There is no time to rest when I get home.

When Ni Yangzhou came back, he brought a schoolbag and homework. Since he had already decided to take care of the original owner's studies, he had to really study.

Fortunately, I haven't graduated from high school for long, and I can still remember some of the content. Although the original owner was just in the second year of high school, the school had obviously speeded up and left time for the third year of high school to do a comprehensive review. It was obviously just a short time after the start of the school, but most of the content in the textbook has been covered.

English and Chinese require a long time of study. Ni Yangzhou picked and chose a few other subjects, wrote a few simple fill-in-the-blank questions, and went over the multiple-choice questions carefully first, checked the answers, and then went back to fill in the blanks randomly with a ballpoint pen.

I feel that this is almost the same level as the original owner, and successfully creates a feeling of powerlessness that "a bad student turns over a new leaf and wants to do good, but his foundation is too poor and he makes more mistakes than correct answers."

Glancing at his phone, Ni Yangzhou counted down the time, waiting for the moment when the numbers jumped from 7:59 to the hour, when the familiar voice rang in his mind again.

[Beep - Hello host, I am reporting today's mission progress to you. ]

Ni Yangzhou picked up the white paper at hand. His experience as a top student made him habitually take notes. He planned to deduce the plot based on the progress of the characters.

A mechanical and cold electronic voice announced the number.

[Task progress—45%.]

[Please continue to work hard, complete the main mission, and get to the end of the story. ]