After Online Dating with Unlimited Streaming BOSS - Chapter 87

Rong Yi looked around and found no figure of Fan Xingze.

The teacher at the same table was suddenly called up to answer the question, and she hurriedly tugged at her sleeve: “Sister Rong! Jianghu emergency!”

It was only then that Rong Yi realized that she was wearing a loose school uniform—or should not say that the school uniform was loose, but that her stature had become smaller, only about 1.6 meters, and her figure had not developed. It was a flat piece, which was her high school figure .

It may be that he reacted as soon as he entered the scene and heard the lecture, and subconsciously thought that he had to wear a school uniform.

The same table was her same table in high school. Under the control of this familiarity, she blurted out the answer to the question on the paper pointed at by the same table: “Choose D.”

The same table painted a gourd in the same way. Although he answered correctly, Lao Wang, the head teacher and math teacher on the podium, discovered the clues that the two had exchanged.

Fortunately, Lao Wang is an informed and knowledgeable teacher, and he has a good relationship with his classmates. He won’t embarrass students in such trivial matters, he just smiled and said: “See if you don’t see it, do a good job of interpersonal relationships, it’s a life-saving straw when it’s critical. what!”

The classmates laughed knowingly, sat down at the same table blushing, and gently said thank you to Rong Yi.

“Ding bell bell bell–” The bell rang, and Pharaoh threw the end of the chalk dashingly, picked up the triangular board of the textbook and left: “get out of class!”

Rong Yi immediately got out of the classroom and looked around for Fan Xingze’s figure.

“Crack.” Someone patted her on the back, and when she turned around, she saw the thin boy with messy hair looking at her seriously.

Rong Yi burst out laughing, and pointed to the thick, layered glasses on the boy’s face: “Hahahaha Fan Xingze! You are so little!”

Fan Xingze, who was in high school, pushed his heavy glasses down, trying to straighten his bean sprouts-like body: “What are you laughing at, you are still very flat now.”

Rong Yi deliberately stood beside him, judging the height of the two of them – Rong Yi was even taller.

“Okay!” Fan Xingze knocked down her hand, which was gesticulating. Rong Yi looked at the surrounding scene and found that although it was very similar to the high school in Qiye Weitan, there was no NPC in the dungeon. Instead, it was her high school classmates who came and went.

“Fan Xingze.” Rong Yi said sternly, “You can simulate all the students in your class because you have a good memory. But even the students in my class can simulate them. Have you ever wondered why?”

Reminds me, dog Dency! You had a crush on me for three years, and you ran to my class every day!

Fan Xingze pushed his glasses: “Because I’m a genius.”

Rong Yi: “…Okay.”

Fan Xingze put his arms on the corridor railings and looked at the classmates running and kicking football on the playground: “This is the last scene, and the time will be longer. I set it to wake up automatically, so don’t worry about the time.”

“The sense of reality on this layer will be stronger than the previous ones, so be careful not to get hurt.” As he said that, he laughed to himself: “However, I took this into consideration at the time and put it here. If it is made into the deepest layer, if it is a snow-capped mountain or at sea, it is still difficult to guarantee the safety.”

Rong Yi recalled the situation in the classroom: “You did this scene very carefully, and the NPC interaction is also very good and very real.”

Fan Xingze raised his head proudly: “You feel real, on the one hand, because we are in the third-layer scene, and the perception of reality has been raised to a very high level, and it is almost difficult to distinguish between real and virtual scenes; on the other hand, It’s because this place appears the most in my dreams, and the details are richest. So when I do it, it’s very—” Fan Xingze was caught in the eyes by the dazzling sunlight, and he suddenly got stuck in the middle of his words.

“Very well? Very easy?” Rong Yi took his words and looked in the direction he was looking at: “What are you looking at?”

The dazzling sunlight also shook her into a daze, and her mind was suddenly blank for a few seconds. When Rong Yi came back to his senses, he found that he was standing in the corridor chatting with his classmate Mo Yuning.

“…So do you have time to come to my house after school in the afternoon?” Mo Yuning stared at her: “What are you doing?”

Rong Yi wondered: “…I was talking to you just now?” How could she remember that she seemed to be talking to—who?

Mo Yuning put on his hips angrily: “It’s too serious to be distracted, eldest sister! Ah, even if you’re distracted, you can perfunctory me! Hmph, obviously I’m not in a relationship, but I have to endure the pain of being ignored and perfunctory by my boyfriend, What crime have I done!”

Rong Yi hurriedly coaxed his friend, promised to go to her house to do homework together at night, and invited her to eat skewered incense before returning Mo Yuning’s forgiving smile.

It’s really not like my style to be distracted to this extent in the daytime. Probably because the monthly exam is approaching, and reviewing is too tiring. Rong Yi persuaded himself like this: go home and let his mother stew him pigeon soup to make up for it.

“Fan Xingze! You didn’t pay the class fee this month!”

The monitor knocked on his desk and straightened the two bar sleeves on his arms: “You have no sense of class honor like this!”

Fan Xingze raised his confused eyes and suddenly couldn’t remember what he was doing just now. He hurriedly took out his pockets—empty; trouser pockets—empty; in his schoolbag—in the gaps in the book papers, there were five bucks crumpled.

That was the only five bucks he had on him.

My stomach growled. It was the third class in the morning, but the steamed buns I ate in the morning couldn’t stand it anymore.

At the age of 16 or 17, it is when the boy grows and grows, and parents try their best to supplement their children with nutrition.

Speaking of which, he is still a child of a wealthy family, can’t he get enough to eat? Who will believe it.

He shyly held the five dollars in his hand, lowered his head and said softly, “…I, I forgot to bring the money today, can I give it to you tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow is tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows! Hey, it’s been three days, and every day you use this sentence to prevaricate me and leave me here for bugs?” . They looked at Fan Xingze, pointed and whispered.

Fan Xingze didn’t want to be distracted to listen to what they were talking about.

After being scolded by guns and arrows, the squad leader finally left his seat. He breathed a sigh of relief.

After falling out with his mother, he was cut off from pocket money, and even the nanny at home was instructed not to cook for him. This is the second month of starvation, and he feels that he has mastered the survival rules of some poor students. And… still alive.

He can endure, but he will never compromise.

This is a fifteen-minute class break. Outside the window is a bustling corridor. The sun is shining, and there seems to be no dark corners.

The girl with a high ponytail has a bright face, leaning on the shoulders of a friend next to her, promising to go to her home to do homework at night, and also invite her to eat skewered incense. On the face of the friend who was angry for some reason, there was a smile of successful trickery.

Their smiles were like sunlight, stinging Fan Xingze’s eyes. He bowed his head, and brushed the question in silence.

Numbers, logic, formulas. Only these cosmic truths treat everyone in the world equally.

Although the classmates would say, “I love learning, and learning makes me happy”, but for Fan Xingze, learning not only makes him happy, but also makes him forget his hunger.

He made it through the fourth political class with quizzes, and followed the crowd to the cafeteria.

Unlike others who rushed with a meal card, he emptied his schoolbag beforehand and carried it on his back.

It’s just that everyone else was queuing up at their favorite window, talking about the rice bowl or casserole that was specially offered today; and he was the first to rush to the vat for free refills, and in the eyes of Auntie Fan, “it’s you again”, I asked for three bowls of rice; and at the free soup place, I asked for two bowls of clear soup with scattered egg cauliflower leaves.

The five bowls on the stainless steel tray, plus the 50 cents packet of mustard that he bought earlier, is his sumptuous lunch today.

Nutrition is no longer something he has to consider. He only thinks about being full.

The food was really full, the carbs filled his hungry stomach, and the brain was working again.

Because he didn’t have to line up, he finished his lunch very quickly every day, and then wandered in the cafeteria. When he saw some classmates finish drinking the drink bottles that were put aside, he quickly swept them into his schoolbag.

He is already very skilled at doing this, with a calm demeanor and ease, he doesn’t even need to stay by the table, like a gust of wind, he put the drink bottle that the cafeteria aunt was thinking about in his pocket.

“Huh?” As soon as Rong Yi and Mo Yuning were talking, they turned around, and found that Qixi, who still had a mouthful of them, was gone.

Mo Yuning yelled, “You’ve run into a bottle thief!”

Rong Yi has also heard of this mysterious canteen bottle thief, who often takes away the finished beverage bottles inadvertently and throws them away when he saves others.

“But I still have a sip!” Rong Yi strives for perfection in his work, and doesn’t like leftovers when he eats. Thinking that he still has one sip of the drink he hasn’t had left, he feels uncomfortable.

The lunchtime episode was quickly forgotten by her. Rong Yi and Mo Yuning talked and laughed and returned to the classroom, lunch break, class, after class, quiz in get out of class, after school, and going home together…

Everything is like a habit flowing out of the body, but it seems that the outlet has been blocked for a long time, unfamiliar and natural.

Rong Yi looked at the splendid sunset and was in a trance for a while, and told Mo Yuning about his feelings. The girl is walking backwards with spicy sticks in her mouth and her schoolbag hanging on her elbow: “A girl’s feelings are always poetry, and the ignorant hormones of adolescence will make you feel like a dream. Yes. Ahhh–I really want to fall in love!”

Rong Yi felt that he didn’t want to fall in love. She has been in contact with many boys, and many have expressed good feelings to her, but her feelings for them are no different from those of female friends.

Embrace? kiss? She couldn’t imagine that kind of contact at all. Not even looking forward to it.

She took one of Mo Yuning’s spicy sticks and smothered it in her mouth: “I think it’s because of the recent monthly exams, more questions and less exercise. Hey, do you want to go mountain climbing on weekends?”

“Don’t go!” Mo Yuning screamed and jumped up: “Shopping! Sing! Playground! What’s wrong? Why do we two young girls have to climb mountains on weekends like grandparents!”

“…Sorry, I really only have five dollars today…”

The boy’s cowardly plea came from the dark alley.

“Ha! Five bucks? The young master of the Fanshi Group has just so little pocket money, who will believe it?” Four high school students wearing colorful chicken feathers stopped in front of Fan Xingze.

Fan Xingze clenched the banknotes in his hand. The plastic bottle at noon today just sold for six yuan and seven, and with five yuan today, meat and vegetables could have been eaten at noon tomorrow… He knew that it was a critical period to grow taller, and he was very tired of this thin and thin body. , must strengthen nutrition, grow quickly, grow strong, so that no one can bully him!

He gritted his teeth: “Not really. I had a falling out with my family, and now I have no money. If you don’t believe me, you can go to my house and ask.”

These ignorant little gangsters didn’t listen to his reasons. The leading red-haired elder brother raised his face covered with acne: “What are you mumbling about? It seems that you are beaten less.”

After speaking, he greeted the brothers: “Go! Fight monsters and drop cash!”

They giggled and hugged, Fan Xingze crouched down as usual, hugging his neck tightly.

It’s fine. He said to himself, it wasn’t the first time anyway, it was just a beating and it would be fine.

It’s like starvation, like the anger of a mother, like the indifference of the family… just get over it.

Anyway, he was always good at patience.

“What are you doing!”

The expected pain did not come, but there was a clear shout: “Ning Ning, call the police, someone is blocking the road here.”

The gangsters stopped and looked back.

Fan Xingze also opened his eyes, and through the gap between them, he saw a beautiful girl with a high ponytail holding a mop, blocking the entrance of the alley like a military general, and the setting sun behind her plated her with a splendid golden edge.

She seemed to fall from the sky.

The gangsters were first frightened by the “call the police”, but soon, the experienced red-haired boss sneered: “What kind of hero do you call the police? Call the police? Report it! We are all underage, and the police are coming Criticize and educate more. Tell you, I am more familiar than you in the bureau!”

Mo Yuning waved his phone nervously and shouted, “I, I’ve already called the police! The police will be here soon! If you’re afraid, leave quickly!”

“Ha! Afraid? Tell you, come here from the nearest police station, and say five minutes less. Do you think these five minutes are enough to beat you two little girls out?”

Fan Xingze’s heart was pounding! He had been blackmailed countless times by this gang, and was seen by passers-by more than once.

But for the first time, someone came to rescue him.

The other party is only a girl, although she looks aggressive, but where are the opponents of the four adolescent boys?

“…Let’s go.” He summoned his courage and shouted at his ponytail, “I, I’m fine…”

“Are you okay?” Gao Mawei laughed angrily: “Look at your cowardice, tears are coming out.”

Fan Xingze touched his eyes subconsciously—his hands were covered in cold sweat, but there were no tears.

When she raised her head again, she saw that she was waving the heavy mop in her hand, like waving the invincible Azure Dragon and Moon Knife—an indescribable smell accompanied by the agile movements, spreading like a broken bamboo in the alley.

Mo Yuning covered his nose.

Fan Xingze covered his nose.

The red hair covered his nose.

The four punks covered their noses.

Rong Yi had foresighted to pull the zipper of the school uniform to the top, put up the collar to cover his mouth and nose.

She frowned slightly, holding a mop that was temporarily stuck to the public toilet next to her, and put on an offensive posture to the gangsters: “Don’t go, right? I wonder if a few classmates have heard such a famous saying.”

Hong Mao was frightened by her posture: “What, what famous saying?”

Rong Yi: “…the mop is invincible in the world!”