Yingqian is really sincere in giving suggestions.

But Miss Xue didn't seem to buy it.

Instead, as if he was humiliated, his whole face turned red.

Seeing that she was about to curse again, Yingqian raised her hand first and said:

"Hey, I just said it casually. Being angry means I feel guilty."

Yingqian's tongue-in-cheek skills can bring a breath of anger back to even the dead.

What's more, it's Xue Yuanxue.

But she has never experienced such injustice.

His eyes seemed to be on fire.

He just stared at Yingqian fiercely.

"If you linger any longer, your Gu Ci will not be able to eat." Yingqian gestured to the clock, bent one leg and propped it up on the stool, and unintentionally pulled up his trousers, exposing the smooth skin of his ankles.

She knew that Xue Yuanxue cared about Gu Ci.

But the way these two get along is really strange.

Rather than being a couple, it was more like Gu Ci unilaterally tolerating Xue Yuanxue.

But they don't admit the relationship between them.

Why is this?

Yingqian touched his chin, looking from Xue Yuanxue to Gu Ci.

If I read it correctly, there was really no love in his eyes when he looked at Xue Yuanxue.

instead...

Full of impatience.

"Your name is Yingqian, right?"

How could Xue Yuanxue know that Yingqian was thinking about you? She thought she was winking at Gu Ci again, and cursed her many times in her heart. But thinking that Gu Ci was by her side, she suppressed it and only glared fiercely.

He glanced at Yingqian, gritted his teeth and said:

"I remember you!"

"Thank you." Ying Qian smiled, watching the two of them leaving one after another, raised his hand and waved it twice like a lucky cat, "Please go slowly without seeing me off."

The sound of Xue Yuanxue kicking the door was a bit louder than before.

Even the trash can placed behind the door rolled to the side.

But she didn't even look back.

"This quality..."

Yingqian smacked his lips, went over to hold up the trash can, and said softly:

"The system, these two people, are a little tricky."

【Yes】

The system responded and followed up with the analysis.

[Gu Ci doesn’t like Xue Yuanxue, so why do he still tolerate her? 】

"Who knows." Yingqian spread his hands and muttered, "Fortunately, he's just a high school student and doesn't have so many conspiracies."

[Compared to the previous two worlds...]

"good!"

Before the system could finish what he said, Yingqian clenched his fists and said seriously:

"Let's set a small goal first, and finish him within three months!"

【Only three months? Is it too little?】

"It's quite a lot. Who do you think that Gu Ci is? He's just a high school student, how difficult can it be to deal with him?"

Yingqian touched his chin, picked up the chalk from the podium, and started drawing on the blackboard.

【Is it really that simple?】

The system muttered quietly.

It's just that Yingqian was so focused on painting that he didn't listen to the system's voice at all.

She was actually not very interested in the feud between Gu Ci and Xue Yuanxue.

Brush up your favorability, get the world fragments, and leave quickly.

As for the others.

I don't want to care anymore.

Yingqian spent a long time drawing on the blackboard, using up all the chalk. When the last stroke was finished, she took two steps back, looked at the finished product, and nodded with satisfaction.

good.

Very her style.

Gu Ci is a thin-skinned person. To deal with such a person, you have to be shameless.

She blew a short whistle and returned to her seat, waiting for the people who went to the cafeteria to come back.

The front desk is the first to come back.

He also carried a piece of bread in his hand.

When he saw the blackboard, he was shocked.

"Wow, Sister Qian, you are awesome!"

"Just average." Yingqian waved his hand and said modestly, "I can barely reach the level of elegance."

"You're so rude." The front desk twitched the corner of his mouth, threw the bread to her, and said curiously: "Although Gu Ci is usually easy to talk to, we don't dare to offend him. If you make such a fuss, you are not afraid of him being angry.

ah?"

"Whoever is a coward is a bastard."

Ying Qian took a bite of the bread and said vaguely, "Besides, what if he likes it?"

"Like it?" He looked her up and down the table in front of him, and finally settled on Ying Qiantu's pale face, "I don't think Gu Ci is blind yet."

"Looking for a fight, right?"

"Sister Qian, spare your life!"

He followed Yingqian and smiled for a while, but finally couldn't help it and suggested again:

"Otherwise, you'd better wipe it off. I'm afraid Xue Yuanxue will see it and find someone to assassinate you tonight."

Yingqian finished eating the bread, crumpled it into a ball with the wrapping paper, threw it into the trash can, and asked casually:

"Why?"

He looked around the front desk, leaned closer, and whispered in a low voice: "I heard that there was a girl in the next class who liked Gu Ci and confessed to him, but she didn't come to school the next day, I heard.

..”

He swallowed, and the expression on his face became even more mysterious.

"I heard that someone was given to give Xue Yuanxue a beating!"

Yingqian thought it was something big.

It can scare him like this.

She chuckled lightly, put on a horrified expression, and said:

"That's it?"

The person at the front desk rolled his eyes, "Don't believe me, I advise you to wipe the blackboard, otherwise you will be in trouble."

"What's there to wipe off? I painted for ten minutes, it's all my hard work."

The more she looked at the contents on the blackboard, the more satisfied she became.

I can't wait to pick it off and bring it home.

The person at the front desk couldn't persuade Ying Qian, so he could only sigh and look at her with a bit of pity.

It seemed like I wouldn't be able to see her tomorrow.

Ying Qian crossed her legs and half-squinted her eyes to the light outside the window, looking as if she was half asleep and half awake. She was silent for a while and then suddenly spoke:

"By the way, I have something to ask you."

"What?" The desk at the front desk had been waiting for her to speak, and then turned around immediately, "Ask me, there is nothing in this school that I don't know!"

He slapped his chest loudly.
To be continued...