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a new day.

In the morning, the English teacher read the text in the classroom, his tone was exaggerated like a movie actor, sometimes sharp and high, sometimes low and slow.

At the rear by the window.

Seeing that Qizheng was reading the novel seriously, Lu Chen asked, "What is your book?"

"Horror novels." Qizheng continued to scan the text without raising her eyes.

Wei Ling also turned to join the topic: "Spiritual? Or a homicide?"

Qi Zheng: "Conspiracy and suspense."

Wei Ling nodded. At this time, a short English story about a fable was being recited on the podium. The teacher used a particularly deep and gloomy tone, which seemed very suitable for the atmosphere that Qi Zheng was reading.

Fan Chi: "Xiaozheng liked to read this type of books when she was in junior high school. There were a lot of them at home, and I didn't dare to read any of them."

Lu Chen took the book in Qi Zheng's hand and read the words on the page: "He stood by the gloomy and dark lake, the shadows cast by the surrounding dense trees were like ghosts with claws and claws, and there was no light on the lake, suddenly his head fell Emerging slowly, the hair floated on the water like weeds, and as the head rose, a pair of blood-red eyes also..."

"Stop reading it! It's scary!" Wei hurriedly stopped him.

Fan Chi covered his ears directly. If he listened to it, he would be prone to cranky thoughts, and those images would linger in his mind and linger.

Lu Chen: "Is this scary?"

Wei Ling nodded frantically, and asked the owner of the book, "Didn't you say this is a conspiracy suspense book? Why does it sound like a ghost haunting people?"

Qi Zheng: "This is just a dream of the protagonist. He dreams of the scene after murder and abandonment, but the core content of the book revolves around conspiracy."

Wei Ling was taken aback: "So this book actually has ghosts and murders?"

All three, I have all the horror elements you want.

Qizheng looked at Wei Ling's terrified expression, laughed and said, "Are you afraid of this kind of thing?"

"The written ones are barely okay, but the movies are not so good." Wei Ling replied seriously.

In the first year of high school, he and Lu Chen went to the cinema to watch a horror movie. During the process, he screamed more than twenty times. tinnitus.

Lu Chen returned the book to Qi Zheng, "Have you read it since you were a child?"

Qi Zheng nodded.

So it's time for the next class.

When Fan Chi turned his head, what he saw was that the two people behind him were quite close, and the novel was placed in the center of the table.

After reading a page, Qizheng stretched out his hand to turn it over, but Lu Chen suddenly grabbed his wrist, "Wait, the logic in the last two lines is not right."

Qizheng originally wanted to tell him to let go, but was attracted by the meaning of the words, "What's wrong?"

Lu Chen: "The protagonist is not saying that when he met someone during the day, he only had nightmares by the lake at night, but he stayed at home and ranch all day today, why is he still dreaming at night?"

Qizheng thought for a while, and felt that this was indeed a blind spot, so she said, "Maybe it will be explained later?"

Fan Chi sized them up for a while, but didn't speak.

In fact, the two get along quite peacefully occasionally, and the picture can be considered harmonious.

Seeing that the tablemate hadn't turned back for a long time, Wei Ling looked back and saw a touching scene.

Actually holding hands and discussing the plot!

He and Lu Chen had never grown up together like this!

Fang Qiao passed the back row and was about to throw out the garbage, but his eyes widened in surprise, and he walked sideways in a crab-like posture while looking at it, with a strange expression on his face.

Fan Chi: "Do you think Fang Qiao knows that his character looks more like someone in a horror novel?"

The evil kind.

Wei Ling: "I bet he will be scolded by Qin Ke again when he returns to his seat. I feel that the class representative thinks the same table is too embarrassing, and he is ready to go."

And eye shot!

...

Today's canteen.

It's still a crazy day.

In the open space, the latest quarrel between the two alphas was about the drinks that came with the bento, whether black tea or green tea tasted better.

Wei Ling stood nearby and listened for half the time, and couldn't help commenting, "I think it's black tea."

One of the alphas stared over, and after realizing that the speaker was the young master of the Wei family, he immediately withdrew his eyes.

The four of them took their dinner plates to their old seats for dinner.

Fan Chi asked curiously: "Why is that man afraid of you? Have you ever beaten him?"

Wei Ling turned pale when he heard the words: "As an advocate of peace and a practitioner of friendship, how could I do such a thing!"

Qizheng also had doubts: "Then why does that Alpha bow his head when he sees you?"

Lu Chen took out a piece of meat from the plate of the person beside him, and said, "Young master has a strong family background, so others dare not mess with him."

Fan Chi nodded and asked his deskmate, "So what does your family do?"

"It's not doing anything, it's just assembling the car." Wei Ling said casually.

Qi Zheng: "So your home is a car factory?"

Lu Chen: "Half of the cars running on the street belong to his family."

Fan Chi was a little surprised: "You really are the young master."

"No, no! That's just for fun!" Wei Ling quickly denied it, and put down the spoon carefully, looking at Fan Chi nervously.

Seeing that the food on his plate was consumed relatively slowly today, Lu Chen asked, "You don't like this restaurant?"

Qizheng: "Fortunately, it just doesn't suit my taste."

Today, neither of them bought the previous ones.

What he ordered was something Lu Chen hadn't eaten before, but the other party almost ate it all.

Fan Chi: "I also don't think this one tastes good. You two should buy what you are used to next time."

Wei Ling ate slowly, turned his head to look like the next door from time to time, seemed to want to talk but couldn't speak.

Fan Chi thought it was funny: "Why do you keep walking around after eating?"

Wei Ling said in a low voice, "Eldest Young Master is just a joke, a nickname."

Fan Chi laughed: "I know, you've said it many times just now."

Only then did Wei Ling turn around unwillingly, and slowly finished the food, which was quite different from the usual frantic swallowing.

...

After school in the afternoon, Qi Zheng and Lu Chen stayed to continue writing the confession. They had almost forgotten about it. If Fang Qiao hadn't passed by in a crab pose today and reminded them by the way, otherwise no one would have remembered it.

This [-]-word ghost thing is actually due this week!

Lu Chen took out his mobile phone, opened the article he found online, put it on the table, and copied it together with Qi Zheng.

Qizheng quickly took a pen to copy, but began to feel something was wrong while copying...

This [-]-word article began with: "I was wrong. I shouldn't be paying attention when you are speaking seriously, and you shouldn't be paying attention when you are showing off..."

In these sentences, the subject is changed to the word teacher, which sounds quite reasonable.

But when Qizheng copied the next sentence, he was suddenly dumbfounded. He pointed to the phone and asked, "Who is the subject of this article you're looking for?"

"Is there a theme for this thing?" Lu Chen was puzzled.

Qizheng pointed at a certain section with an absurd face: "Look for yourself!"

On the screen it says--

"I promise that I will change my past. I will never flirt with other people. I will never chat with other people. I will love you well and always be dedicated. I only have eight words for you - stick to the end, Yongzhi Unswerving."

The corners of Qizheng's mouth twitched: "Will you love your English teacher well? You will only love him once in your life?"

Lu Chen smiled: "I'm not crazy."

Qizheng threw the pen on the table: "Yes, you are rabies, don't you read the title when looking for articles!"

Lu Chen looked at the article, and suddenly realized that it looked like a long collection of cold jokes, and said with great interest, "Would you like to read it again? It's quite poetic."

Qizheng calmly said, "Just look for yourself."

He had to think hard about what to write next so that it didn't look like a love letter to his English teacher.

Lu Chen slid halfway, the corners of his lips gradually widened, and read into the phone: "I was wrong, I shouldn't despise the taste of your cooking when you put so much effort into developing that nonexistent cooking skill, even if that The unpalatable ones made me unable to eat, and I should close my eyes as if I was enjoying the delicacies of mountains and seas.”

Qizheng said blankly, "I didn't have good intentions!"

At that time, in the baking class, he just cooked randomly.

Lu Chen: "Why don't I write this paragraph to you next time."

Qi Zheng: "Why are you crazy?"

This article is obviously written by the two people who are talking about each other.

He simply took out his mobile phone and swipe the screen to find articles.

On the side, Lu Chen clicked on a new article, and continued to read: "Although you always pretend to be calm, I know you are angry with me. I am willing to stand there and let you beat me until the anger subsides. Don't Frustrating your own body."

Qizheng's eyelids twitched: "I didn't pretend to be calm."

Lu Chen: "Aren't you angry with me all the time?"

Qizheng laughed angrily when he heard the words: "You also know that you are very popular?"

Lu Chen: "Or should I just stand there and let you beat me?"

Qizheng: "Why would I do this! Just remember to give yourself a rabies vaccine every day before going to school."

So Lu Chen laughed again, and clicked on to the next article.

...

two hours later.

Qizheng looked at the blank paper with no progress, and said expressionlessly, "Who did it?"

Lu Chen shrugged: "I just read the article I read."

Qizheng couldn't help gritting her teeth: "You're the only one holding back."

He kept reading some ironic things, disturbing him so much that he couldn't concentrate on thinking.

Lu Chen randomly stuffed the white paper that had been dented to the point where it was full of creases into the drawer, then folded Qi Zheng's neatly and put it in, and said with a lazy smile, "Let's go eat, and think about it tomorrow."

"If you go on like this, you won't be able to finish it in a month." Qizheng stared at him, carrying his schoolbag on his back.

Lu Chen smiled lazily: "Angry again? I'll read another article later to calm you down."

There are a bunch of confessional articles in his mobile phone, and it is not a problem to say three hundred words.

Qizheng couldn't help but laugh: "This thing takes up so much capacity, why don't you delete it?"

Lu Chen: "Delete it, what will I read if you get angry in the future?"

Qizheng: "Don't be naughty and you'll be fine."

Lu Chen smiled and said slowly, "I can't control it."

Qi Zheng glanced at him calmly, and the two walked out of the classroom one after the other.

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