I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

Speaking of birthdays, Fu Sui'er suddenly thought of something, and the expectation in his eyes instantly turned into worry.

She is half a month younger than Jiang Huashan, which means she will soon be celebrating her sixteenth birthday.

However, Jiang Huashan told her that when she was sixteen, her mother would be murdered.

The anchor point of time is getting closer and closer.

Feeling that the air pressure around him was not right, Jiang Huashan immediately shifted his gaze from the window to Fu Suier, "What's wrong? Are you suddenly unhappy?"

Fu Sui'er shook his head. "I'm not unhappy. I was just thinking, is there anything I haven't done well in the past three years? I didn't force my mother to return to the Fu family, nor did I agree to my grandfather's proposal to transfer assets. I don't even have any dealings with the Fu family... Shanshan, is this really enough?"

In fact, she hoped that Jiang Huashan had lied to her at that time, but that was the secret of the beginning of their friendship, so it could not be a lie.

Jiang Huashan noticed Fu Sui'er's uneasiness and looked a little hesitant.

She didn't know how to answer Fu Suer's question?

Three years ago, not long after she handed over the secret of Studio No. 3 to her grandfather, a system prompt sounded in her head.

【Ding--】

[The main plot of the current chapter has deviated. The latest chapter will be generated for you now. ]

[The original chapter play "Nightmare! Hopeless Abyss" has been changed to "Redemption! Shenzhuang's Tactics"]

[Warning: The current main storyline deviates by 5%]

At that time, Jiang Huashan was suddenly awakened from her sleep, and her joy could not be calmed for a long time.

This hint undoubtedly told her that Grandpa had succeeded and the group of girls were rescued.

According to the original plot, those girls were still struggling in the abyss when she was twenty years old, and Grandpa really changed their ending.

The significance of being rescued this time is far more than that, which gives Jiang Huashan great confidence. Since the ending of this group of girls can be changed by abilities outside the repertoire, then the ending of the grandfather and the ending of others can also be changed.

But soon, reality gave her another cruel blow.

Three months later, Jiang Huashan was setting up the scene in the studio when a series of prompts popped up in her mind for no apparent reason.

【Ding--】

[World Drama Rule 4: This world's plot cannot be altered by any force other than the Drama Gate.]

【Ding--】

【Start the plot repair function】

[Ding! The latest chapter of the play has been generated - "Re-entering the Abyss"]

[Warning: The current main storyline has deviated by 1%.]

A series of prompt sounds caught Jiang Huashan off guard.

The main storyline has returned to the one percent deviation, which means that the ending of the group of girls has not changed, and Shen Jiao's death will definitely happen again.

Fu Sui'er was no longer the silly child she once was. Jiang Huashan's eyes made her realize that things were not simple. She couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Shanshan, fate won't have miracles, right?"

Jiang Huashan shook his head, "No, I will."

During these three years, she finally figured out that the door to the play was in her mind, which meant that she was the door to the play, and the door to the play was her.

Rule four states that one cannot use any power other than the door of the play, which means that only Shen Jiao can change her ending and her grandfather's ending.

Out of protection for Fu Suier, there are many things she cannot say, but she also knows that Suier needs encouragement now.

Jiang Huashan thought for a moment and said seriously, "Suier, if one day you can see the whole picture of this world, you will know that the existence of you and me is a miracle in itself. So, as long as you believe in yourself and believe in me, there will definitely be a miracle."

Fu Sui'er didn't quite understand the deep meaning of the first sentence, but he immediately understood the hint of Jiang Huashan's second sentence, so he nodded vigorously and said, "I believe you."

While the two were talking, Shen Guiling's interview ended, and the school leaders immediately organized the students to go to the auditorium to attend the opening ceremony.

The opening ceremony every year has almost the same process. First, the school leaders speak, then representatives from each grade take the stage to give speeches, and finally the principal gives a few closing remarks, which is very unoriginal.

Jiang Huashan wasn't interested and waved her hand, "I really want to sleep. I won't go."

Fu Suier knew she was prone to laziness, so he nodded. "Okay, then you take a rest. I'll go see what the school's intentions are in calling those two Tian'en pastors here."

After a while, Teacher Yu walked into the classroom and asked the class monitor to organize the students to go to the auditorium.

After all the classmates had left, Jiang Huashan yawned lazily and took a nap on the table.

*

"Shen Guiling, a rubbish school like Yucai is not suitable for you at all. Your talent will only be buried there. You should consider our Meilian High School! If you have any difficulties, the school can discuss it with your family on your behalf."

Shen Guiling walked upstairs and said in a gentle tone, "It's not difficult."

"No problem?" The person on the phone sounded anxious. "Shen Guiling, have you also been brainwashed by Yucai's fame-and-profit education?"

Shen Guiling went up to the second floor, glanced casually, and suddenly stopped.

Someone was lying on the desk in front of the window, half of his face buried in his arms and the other half bathed in the sun.

"Shen Guiling, are you listening? I'm telling you, you're still young and probably can't tell how much power infringes on academia. Once you're obsessed with power, your scholarship will be impure, and the things you develop won't benefit the people. Come back quickly. Yucai is really not for you. They'll corrupt you."

Shen Guiling's eyes were calm. He paused for a moment and walked sideways towards the classroom of Class 3 of Yingcai on the second floor.

"Shen Guiling, did you hear what you said?"

Shen Guiling's eyes were gentle, "I heard it, but I can't come back."

"beep--"

When he hung up the phone, he was already standing in front of a window in the corridor.

The girl in front of the window was sleeping sweetly, without any of her usual aggressiveness, but his appearance blocked the sunlight's kiss, and now it was his shadow that was kissing the girl's cheek.

The smile on Shen Guiling's lips gradually faded, and his gentle eyes and eyebrows gradually took on a different dark color.

*

In the deep and abyssal sea of consciousness, the door to the play flashed with a bright green light, the pages of the book flipped wildly, and the branches and vines wrapped around the cover trembled.

Jiang Huashan panted and threw away the broken branch in his hand, "Tell me! Who is the real murderer behind Shen Jiao's death!!"

【Please feel free to explore the main storyline! 】

"I won't explore?! Give me a hint!!"

Jiang Huashan rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the thickest branch, and started pulling out leaves frantically.

[Main storyline~~Please feel free to play~~~~~]

"Give it to me or not? If you don't, I'll really kill you!"

【Ding--】

[Loading Plot: Shen Jiao's Death]

[Want to join the plot? Tip: Danger Index ★★★★ (The danger index does not target participants)]

*

"Are you crazy? I've told you many times, stop following me!!"

【Ding--】

As a mechanical sound rang out, Jiang Huashan slowly woke up from his deep sleep.

Who is speaking? Why does the voice sound so familiar?

She slowly sat up, touched her half-stiff arm, and suddenly her eyes moved and she looked towards the window.

Huh? Who closed her window? She clearly remembered that she had it open when she went to bed.

At this moment, the girl's impatient scolding could be heard again from outside the corridor: "Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude to you. Do you know who I am?"

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