When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

After hearing Zhong Jiamu's words, Zhong Liu was stupefied, and finally he patted Zhong Jiamu's head, "Brother, you can have psychological shadows even in your dreams, why don't we go and see your brain?"

Zhong Jiamu slapped Zhong Liu's hand away on the spot, and pushed him out the door, "I want a video, brother, please avoid it first."

This time the group video, He Er was the last one to go online.

As soon as he came up, one of the frames in the group video lit up, and a golden retriever dog appeared in it, weeping heartbroken and constantly showing a mouthful of white teeth, as if it would rush out of the screen in the next second , Bite off the neck of the person alive.

Zhong Jiamu was a little apprehensive, but he still greeted him friendly, "Good evening, He Er, I finally waited for you to go online."

He Er's voice was steady, and he couldn't tell whether he was sad or angry now, "Sorry for keeping everyone waiting for so long."

"It didn't take long," Miao Miao led the atmosphere, "It just so happened that He Er, whom we were waiting for, was also online. Now let's talk about the recent life situation together? Is there anything interesting or troublesome?"

Zhong Jiamu said: "How about I come first? I have a lot of good things in my life recently. I hope Mr. He Er will feel better after hearing this."

"The things that have been haunting me recently are over. The murderer reaped the consequences, and now the mother of the person who was hurt has been madly revenged. It seems that there is some kind of karma in the dark. What you did wrong will happen one day Take revenge on yourself."

"One more thing is that I went home. My mother and brother are very happy, and then many of the things that used to be, like effervescent tablets, slowly dissipated at home. It may be that I haven't returned for a long time. Because of my family, I always feel that all this is a bit unreal, and sometimes I am afraid that I will wake up and I will be in another room again."

The room Zhong Jiamu mentioned was his original room.

The curtains in the room are drawn all year round, and apart from the bed, all that is left is a computer, a wheelchair, and snack bags all over the floor.

After He Er heard it, his voice became even deeper, "Really?"

The golden retriever on He Er's screen has been completely distorted, and every golden hair has been stained with corroded black.Miao Miao took a look and quickly deleted the group video.

Zhong Jiamu was also terrified by the scene just now, the special effects are too scary!

[Meow: Sorry, sorry, the signal here is not very good, Mu Mu, let's continue next time. 】

As soon as the news was sent, Miao Miao quickly called He Wen's property and Hao Xiao, requesting that He Wen be sent to the hospital immediately.

Zhong Jiamu didn't know what happened on the other side, he thought about it, and left a sentence in the group.

[Zhong Jiamu: He Er, I guess you must have encountered something now.But it's okay, you have to believe that all bad things will pass. 】

After sending the message, Zhong Jiamu opened the door, and saw Zhong Liu passing by with a pot of cut melons.

More than ten minutes ago, Zhong Liu still remembered that Zhong Jiamu said that he would chat for about an hour, which made everyone stand back three feet.He looked at Zhong Jiamu, then at the netted melon in his bosom, decisively hid it behind him, and said vigilantly, "This is what I just cut up, if you want to eat it, go find your mother."

Zhong Jiamu didn't care at first, but now he was interested in the pot of netted melon.

Zhong Liu took three steps back vigilantly, and hurriedly retreated to the living room, followed by Zhong Jiamu with a sly expression.

Zhong Liu hid behind Zhong Ma, standing in a safe area, proudly picked up a piece with a fruit fork, stuffed it into his mouth, and made an expression of being intoxicated by the deliciousness.

Zhong Ma was peeling another netted melon, she looked up at Zhong Liu strangely, then took it away decisively, and stuffed it into Zhong Jiamu's arms.

And Zhong Ma turned around and blamed Zhong Liu, "I just said to send it to your brother, why did you eat it yourself?"

Zhong Jiamu imitated Zhong Liu's appearance just now, and stuffed one of the forks into his mouth.As soon as he bit it, the sweet juice of the netted melon flowed out from the soft flesh.

Zhong Liu was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, but Zhong Ma stood in front of Zhong Jiamu and blamed him: "Why did you bully someone when your brother came back?"

After eating fruit for supper, listening to their chat, Zhong Jiamu finally understood why Zhong's mother didn't live with that cheap father Xi Yuankai.

Xi Yuankai originally married Zhong Ma only for the company's image and interests, but in order to prevent Zhong Ma from claiming marital property in case of divorce, Xi Yuankai quickly applied for a divorce certificate with Zhong Ma after the announcement, and the news of the divorce was not released to the public. announced.

In order to hide this matter, Xi Yuankai gave Zhong Ma a house and 1000 million money. Zhong Ma was naturally happy to see the success, took the house and money, patted her butt and left decisively, and gave Zhong Liu a part of it by the way. Tuition fees and living expenses for studying abroad.

Zhong Jiamu was so shocked that he didn't recover for a while.

Isn't this an otome love game?Parents getting married is just an exchange of benefits?

"By the way, Mumu, your money is naturally with me. Zhong Liu needs it to go to school. I'm going to buy you a suite on your side." Zhong Ma thought, "Go and see what kind of house you like. , I chose to pay with my card."

Zhong Jiamu's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded fiercely.

There is no fragrance of fair trade in true love.

Originally, Zhong Jiamu thought that He Wen would never dare to let it go, and that he would surround his house with hundreds of strong men to make it difficult for him to fly.

But he didn't expect that He Wen seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there were no people everywhere.

Zhong Jiamu carefully slipped from home to school, and after class started, he confirmed that no one came, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking out the books from the bag, before Zhong Jiamu put them away, he heard the uproar of the crowd.

He looked up and saw Meng Gaohan entering the classroom.

This time Meng Gaohan did not push a wheelchair, but "walked" into the classroom with his own legs.

Different from the exoskeleton bracket carefully selected by Zhong Jiamu, the exoskeleton bracket developed by Meng Gaohan is obviously more prominent and cool.The white machine wrapped Meng Gaohan's legs. If he didn't know that Meng Gaohan's legs were sick, he would have thought it was a cyberpunk personal fashion show.

Meng Gaohan didn't seem to see everyone's eyes. He put the textbook on the podium, raised his eyes still indifferently, "Let's go to class."

After class, Zhong Jiamu looked left and right but did not find Xi Xingjin.

Zhong Jiamu was surprised. Since he returned to school, he has never seen Xi Xingjin absent from class.

He lowered his head, took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Xi Xingjin, but suddenly remembered that he had not covered Ji Mu's face.

He clicked on the home screen, turned his index finger flexibly, and opened the campus forum.

This time, there was no one scolding Zhong Jiamu in the forum, instead, there were a lot of voices criticizing Wen Lan.

[White Lotus Winkin, thinks she is so noble, and has a feminine name on Weibo. 】

[I'm ashamed of Wen Lan and my schoolmate, how can there be such a disgusting person.Plagiarism is fine, but it has forced people to death before. 】

[Wen Lan should be ordered to drop out of school in the near future, right?Why haven't I seen the school announcement yet? 】

[Schools generally send red-headed documents to private individuals first, and only after the parties confirm that they are correct will they be made public. 】

[Laughing, who made the rules, isn't this a bloody heart gouging out? 】

[I saw Zhong Jiamu's "Z" in the morning. It was on the school celebration poster. It was really beautiful. The plagiarized painting didn't imitate even a ten-thousandth of it. 】

[It is said that the invitation letter will also use "Z" as the background image. I would like to ask which student council head is in charge. I want a copy for collection. 】

[I also thought, I just waited for the school celebration to end and stole that painting home. 】

"Zhong Jiamu."

Zhong Jiamu raised his head from the campus forum and looked at the podium with a dazed expression.

Meng Gaohan stood on the podium and pointed to the blackboard, "Come and answer my question."

"What are the similarities and differences between Cubist painting and Futurist painting?"

What is what and what?

Zhong Jiamu's small eyes were full of great doubts.

He replied decisively and firmly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Meng, I don't know."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of jingle bells rang.

Meng Gaohan frowned slightly, looking very dissatisfied.

But he finally let out a long sigh, closed the book, and said, "get out of class is over."

Zhong Jiamu was instantly happy, he picked up his backpack and threw the book into it.

"Zhong Jiamu stays."

Hearing these words, Zhong Jiamu felt his whole body froze.

It can be said that it is very, very difficult to find Meng Gaohan at ordinary times. Meng Gaohan has always had a casual attitude.If you have any questions, you can go up and ask them. If you have no questions, just leave.

Of course, when asking questions, you must always be mentally prepared, because Meng Gaohan's answers will often make you deeply reflect on your own illiterate, and even doubt what you have read after ten years of hard study.

Zhong Jiamu walked towards Meng Gaohan with unusually reluctant steps, with a long face, "Mr. Meng, I have no problem, can I go first?"

Meng Gaohan looked up at him, "Do you know what are the characteristics of Picasso's paintings in the early, middle and late stages and Braque's paintings?"

What is this and what's what?

Zhong Jiamu felt that learning the history of oil painting was the same as listening to English. Of course he heard what Meng Gaohan was talking about, but he couldn't understand what the sentence meant.

"Sorry, Teacher Meng, I don't know," Zhong Jiamu replied honestly, "I still have something to do here, or I'll leave first."

Meng Gaohan slapped his hands, he couldn't find any reason to keep Zhong Jiamu.

There are hundreds of knowledge points that can be asked in the book, but what is the point of asking more?

It's nothing but heat and boredom.

Meng Gaohan lowered his eyes and hid all his emotions, "I want to tell you something. After discussion, the school decided to expel Wen Lan from school."

Zhong Jiamu nodded, "I saw it on the Internet. After all, Wen Lan is not only plagiarism, but also committed campus violence against classmates in two schools. It is true that the impact on Z University is not good if he does not expel his student status."

Meng Gaohan paused, he had a lot to say in his mind, but he could only give a soft "hmm".

Zhong Jiamu pointed to the door, "Then Teacher Meng, shall I go first?"

Before Meng Gaohan could answer, Zhong Jiamu slipped out of the door as quickly as if the soles of his feet had been oiled.

And Meng Gaohan was still sorting out the question he originally wanted to ask.

Meng Gaohan wanted to ask: Are you happy that you have cleared your innocence?

Meng Gaohan wanted to ask: He stood up wearing the latest developed exoskeleton today. When Zhong Jiamu saw it, was there any surprise?

It's a pity that when Meng Gaohan saw Zhong Jiamu, like a hedgehog who was extremely sensitive to the environment, he couldn't help but erect his spines all over his body, and refused anyone to approach him.

When Zhong Jiamu left, Meng Gaohan could only stand there, watching his back as he left.

Even when he stood up on the exoskeleton, it was difficult to move his legs an inch.