Is this really an illusion? Qingyou thought silently, and his frown gradually relaxed. "Yes, a pair of 2." While casually dealing out his cards, he twisted his right wrist. "Do you want it? Master Tong?" 【...】 Damn! Why can't it win again? Is the host cheating or is it just too weak? Meditation of the system "Why are you silent again? Do you want to bet on this pair of 2s? If not, I'll continue playing." [I'm going to press it, how can I not press it? 】
Hearing the young man's urging, the system quickly responded, "Don't underestimate the system, host! This system is a king... eh? Oh, by the way, I suddenly remembered that you are not feeling well today, why are you rubbing your fingers all the time?" The topic suddenly changed, and it asked worriedly, "Is it because you are too tired recently? Do you want to take a rest?" The old trick of the secret book: forcibly changing the topic to distract attention Tried and tested, works every time "Fingers?" Hearing this, Qingyou raised his right hand and took a look. "Indeed, there is a little bit." Sure enough, it attracted my attention, nice! The system cheered secretly, almost dancing. "Then the host should go to the infirmary and take a nap. Ask the class teacher for leave." It suggested with a worried tone. "That's not necessary." Qingyou flexed his fingers and stretched his muscles. "Other parts are fine, no discomfort, but my index and middle fingers on my right hand are always a little sore, especially when I got up this morning, the soreness was particularly obvious." system【.....】 This... Miss, isn't this frequency a bit too strong? Even if the host played video games all night, he wouldn't end up in this situation.
Chapter 11: Everything! "Good morning, Tada-kun." "morning." Walking into the classroom, Qingyou responded to classmates who greeted him, his tone was polite and normal, but also distant.
The girls in the class looked at him with smiling faces, but they did not gather around him and greet him excitedly as they did in the past. After all, because of the principal's broadcast before the winter vacation, they knew that their idols didn't like this, so they restrained themselves a lot and sat quietly in their seats. There was no more fanatical crowding like when a large number of fans met their idols. Qingyou was naturally happy to be free. He wished these women could stay like this forever, studying or gossiping, as long as they didn't bother him. Ignoring those blazing gazes, he came to his seat, put away his schoolbag, took out textbooks of various subjects from it and placed them neatly on the upper left corner of the desk. He glanced around and saw that the three seats in the classroom were empty, and there was not even a book on the bare table. Qingyou withdrew his gaze dryly, his eyes dimmed Are you guys doing well abroad? He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then shook his head and tried to calm his emotions. Taking out a novel from the drawer, Qingyou opened his eyes and his face returned to calm. Open the book, watch silently, the bright morning light pours down on the words on the paper, spread your hands in this morning light, feel the warmth "It's a new day again." His long eyelashes curled up in the sunlight, as if there were elves dancing and shuttling between them. He murmured softly in his heart: ---- "I'm sorry, Taopu-chan, the reviewer won't let you review it. The overall evaluation of your grades in each subject is not up to standard. There's really nothing we can do." Gui Yanyue handed the rejection application form to the girl with an apologetic tone. "No way..." Suzuki Taopu held the paper and asked unwillingly, "Is there no other way, Yue?" She clasped her hands together, opened her eyes, and pleaded pitifully, "This is my only chance to get in touch with the Tada man, and I don't want to lose it." "Momoura-chan, this is already your fifth application." Gui Yanyue's pretty face showed a helpless expression, "If there was a way, you would have been approved long ago, but it has been delayed until now and still rejected." Suzuki Taopu stamped her feet and pouted, "There's nothing we can do. Isn't Yue the student council president?" "It's no use being a spoiled child, Tao Pu-chan." Gui Yanyue sighed helplessly, "The schools have just been merged, and I don't have much power. I'm just a role to clean up the mess for the school." Suzuki Taopu was speechless. Seeing the tired look on the girl's face, she knew that she was probably not lying to her. With that in mind, she shrugged her head and had to give up. "Well, I'm really sorry to have troubled you these days, Ayue." She said dejectedly. "It's okay. I'll just run a few more times. It's nothing." Gui Yanyue comforted her. "If you want to join the student union, you don't need these few days. You can get in if Taopu-chan's overall scores in all subjects meet the requirements during the midterm exam." "Oh, I see." Suzuki Momoura responded weakly. It seemed that not being able to join the student council was a big blow to her. "Class is about to start, so I'll go back to class first. See you later, Ayue." "Well, see you later." Gui Yanyue softened her face and waved her hand as she looked at the girl's back as she left with a sigh.
When he reached the door, Suzuki Momoura seemed to feel that he had walked too far. He blew his head and muttered quietly, "What? He's still the student council president. How lame." Gui Yanyue's gentle expression remained the same as before, as if she hadn't heard the other party's complaint. "crunch-" Only after the door was closed did the smile on her face fade. "Tsk, what a lowly beast you are." Sitting in her seat, she whispered softly. Her tone was gentle, but her eyes were filled with coldness. Do you think that Youjun will be impressed by you just because you are pretty? You have no self-awareness at all. She had seen too many roles like this in her previous lives. He is arrogant, domineering, and always pretends to be a friend and asks others to help him unconditionally. I don't know how to give, and I don't know how to give back. Such scum! Her legs under the table began to tremble unconsciously, making a crisp "da da da" sound as they stepped on the floor. Thinking of how the boy in her second life was almost dismembered by such a person, she felt even more annoyed. Sure enough, she should have just... No, you should calm down. calm! ! Everything has not started yet, don't be impulsive, it's not worth taking such a big risk for such a small role The sharp nails scratched the table, leaving shallow marks. Gui Yanyue let out a long sigh, her full chest rising and falling, forcing herself to suppress the crazy thoughts that surged in her heart. I have already decided not to kill anyone in this life. What if my hands are stained with blood and scares her Yu-kun? Thinking of the boy, the redness in Gui Yanyue's eyes gradually faded, and her legs under the table stopped shaking restlessly. For Youjun, she must restrain herself. No, it won't be like the previous lives. Pursing her lips, the girl lowered her head, opened the drawer, and took out an empty can of soda. Hmm~The tea can that Yu-kun drank today~ "Yu-kun..." With one hand on her cheek, she whispered softly, her originally cold expression had already turned into a blur. I really want to be with you... The pink tip of her tongue licked the oolong tea. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were shimmering like a pool of spring water. You-kun, when will you be able to fill the moon again like you did in the previous eight lives?
Reach out and unbutton your clothes, then slowly... ---- The third period in the morning is mathematics. The ethereal and simple bell rang slowly, and it was time to end the get out of class. "Remember to write down these exam points. Okay, that's all for this class. get out of class dismissed." As the mid-term exams are getting closer, all subjects have entered a small review phase. Except for those bad boys, other students are in intense "preparation". Naturally, the amount of homework has more than doubled compared to before. Teachers who know that students are working hard do not delay the classes but give them more free time to rest. Wiping the questions on the blackboard, the math teacher seemed to have thought of something, turned around and looked at Qingyou who was concentrating on reviewing at the desk, "By the way, Duotian, come to my office, I have something to talk to you about." "Okay, Mr. Yeshi." Qingyou responded respectfully after closing the book. Then, under the curious eyes of his classmates, he left his desk and followed the math teacher out of the classroom. ... "Do you know why I asked you to come?" "Tada I don't know, please go ahead, Mr. Noji." Standing upright at the side, Qingyou lowered his eyes slightly, his tone still so calm and respectful. "Well, it's nothing important. Don't be so nervous, Tada-kun." The math teacher said kindly, "I just want to tell you some news." "information?" "Yes." The teacher raised his hand and pressed it down, motioning the boy to sit down. "This is relatively good news for you, Tada-kun." Qingyou moved a stool and sat in front of the desk, placed his hands on his knees, straightened his back, and said respectfully, "Teacher, please speak." "You don't need to be so polite in front of me, Tadoda-kun. After all, you are the young master's good brother." The teacher winked at him, and there was a little more winking on his middle-aged face. Feels a bit like an old naughty boy When Qingyou heard the other party say the word "young master", he took another look. After observing for a few moments, Jian Yan suddenly realized that this new math teacher was also from Chi's family. Seeing that the boy had reacted, the teacher smiled faintly, "Young Master is living well abroad, and Hanyu-kun's condition is under control. Everything is going in the right direction, please rest assured." "Well, as for the news I want to tell you...how should I put it?" The man tapped his forehead and showed a distressed expression. "Well, it's a bit complicated. Let me give you a brief overview." "The Sakishima family is bankrupt." Qingyou was slightly startled when he heard the bland words. The Sakishima family went bankrupt? Isn't it a powerful family that is equally powerful as the Yesi family? How could it be so short... "Don't get me wrong, Tada-kun. I'm talking about the Sakishima family's businesses in Haruhima City. All of them are gone." Seeing the boy's confusion, the teacher explained in a gentle voice, "It's just a branch. The main family is still developing well overseas. It's not a loss, but at least it can make them feel uncomfortable for a while."
Qingyou nodded without saying anything, and was not disappointed. Even if we lose one branch, it can prevent them from causing trouble for us in the short term, which is good news. While thinking silently in his heart, the man said, "Although only a branch has been cut off, it is impossible for the Qidao family to rise again in Chundao City." "But you still need to be vigilant. After all, you killed the official heir of the Sakishima family. They will not let this go easily, both publicly and privately." The man said sternly, "If you find anything wrong, call me immediately." "Well, Tada knows, please rest assured, teacher." Qingyou agreed seriously.