Demolition Earth

Chapter 6 Sound in Headphones
You fucking talk, why don't you dare to talk anymore?Zhao Changqi widened his eyes, staring at a floor tile in front of him.

But that voice was very witty, and for a long time, he didn't say a word.

Zhao Changqi was in a daze for about 10 minutes, until his determination became weaker and weaker, and finally turned into a wry smile.

"Play a song... Do you have the function to play music?"

It still didn't speak, but the music appeared, and it didn't sound like ready-made production music, there was a little noise around it, and it was definitely singing: "You look so beautiful when you smile, like a spring flower..."

The voice was really not pleasant, but it was strange that Zhao Changqi grinned: "Who is this?"

"Want to talk to her?"

"Is there still this function? Let's talk."

After a while, the other party stopped singing, and the aggrieved ones were a little bit crying: "Ah... If you don't bring something like this, why are there still people eavesdropping?" Then the voice disappeared.

"She turned off her mobile phone, and she will be fine later."

"I was eavesdropping on her singing just now?"

"That's it."

"So are you eavesdropping on me too?"

"Someone eavesdropped."

"Is it interesting?"

"very funny."

"You burn too much money, nowhere to spend it?"

"That's it."

Zhao Changqi had nothing to say, the other party was so completely shameless, it was beyond his expectation.

"Oh, she wants to talk to you."

"Go ahead. Hello, hello."

"Did you hear me sing just now?"

"heard it."

"Does it sound good?"

"Eh..." Zhao Changqi frowned, but still told the truth, "To be honest, it's not very good."

The opposite party didn't speak for a long time, and it seemed that he was hit.

"By the way, how old are you? It sounds young." It was a child's voice, but Zhao Changqi was not sure.

"I'm not young anymore," said the other person solemnly, "I'm six years old, and my mother said that I'm going to elementary school next year!"

Pooh!Zhao Changqi really couldn't hold back this time, and burst out laughing.

"Why are you laughing... How old are you this year?"

"I am this year... How old do you think I am?"

"I think you're older than me," the little girl muttered, "Do you know what 999+999 equals?"

"Oh...it's so difficult, let me calculate it," Zhao Changqi pretended for a while, and then said, "It's too difficult, I can't figure it out, can you tell me?"

"I guess you are only 9 years old..." The little girl said solemnly, "I won't tell you... Oh, Dad is back, so I won't tell you."

Zhao Changqi smiled.At this time, there was a sound of accelerator bombing outside. He walked out of the dormitory building and saw that the guy's sports car had disappeared.

Still hungry, but in a better mood, he had to eat again.

"That little girl also participated in your experiment?"

"Yes, she is the youngest participant."

"Then what are the tasks you give her? Singing?"

"Singing, dancing, talking on the phone, studying...that's all."

"Will the child listen to you? What does she want money for?"

"I convinced his parents that her reward wasn't money either."

"what is that?"

"Listen to stories, play games, eat ice cream...everything a child likes counts."

Zhao Changqi pouted: "You must be very good at telling stories, tell me one."

"You don't want to hear it right now."

"I want to hear it."

"I don't want to talk."

"Whatever you want." Zhao Changqi ate his meal boredly.Indeed, he didn't want to hear any stories, he just wanted to kill the boredom of eating alone.

"Do you have any tasks for me?" Zhao Changqi asked suddenly.

"Oh, are you interested?"

"I don't know, I'll know only if you show me."

"I think we should wait a little longer."

"Wait for what?"

The voice was silent for a long time, and when Zhao Changqi finished eating, he said, "If you must, I will give you a task. Did you see the girl in the green coat going out ahead? Follow her."

Zhao Changqi glanced at it, but couldn't say a word, because the person in green was Sun Qianqian.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"Of course it was intentional."

"Why are you following her?"

"I'm perverted." The voice said shamelessly.

"How much is the task?"

"I never disclose the compensation until the task is completed, it will affect your performance."

"Then I won't do it."

"You have the freedom to choose."

Sun Qianqian was chatting with a few female classmates, and the new bag in her hand was like a shaking headlight, which made Zhao Changqi's eyes hurt.He wanted to leave, out of sight, but he couldn't move his legs.Reason told him that he should give up. You have already been rejected, and you were rejected in public under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people, but your eyes still drifted over uncontrollably.

Finally, Sun Qianqian waved to those girlfriends and said goodbye, and Zhao Changqi followed, dragging his upper body with his legs.

"Oh, are you taking a walk now? Or start a mission."

"up to you."

"Then I'll take it as you start the mission, remind me, don't go too close. Yes, just keep this speed, this is the best distance for tracking."

"Do you often have people do this? Are you very experienced?"

"Yes." Zhao Changqi was no longer surprised by the other party's shamelessness.

"In your eyes, isn't she beautiful?"

"Nonsense, do you think she is ugly?"

"Average," the guy began to comment, "the chest is a bit small, the head looks too big, the proportion of head and shoulders is uncoordinated, the walking posture is not good, the nose is a bit collapsed, the teeth are not neat enough, and the makeup on the face Not enough..."

Even though he was rejected, Zhao Changqi still had a hard time accepting that the person he had liked for five years was belittled like this: "Then tell me, you think it's beautiful, it's only 200 meters away, and you can find one for me."

"Turn around and let me look carefully. It shouldn't be hard to find."

Zhao Changqi turned around, it was noon now, and there were many people commuting between the teaching building and the cafeteria.

"Well, 40 meters ahead of you, there's a guy in beige clothes, glasses, and short hair. That's pretty good."

Zhao Changqi looked over: "Grass, that's the teacher."

"It's a teacher and a beauty."

"That doesn't count."

"Why not?"

"You can only look at it, but you can't touch it, of course it doesn't count." For some reason, Zhao Changqi began to speak a little unscrupulously now.

"Then change it to the one that just passed in front, the one on the bicycle."

"Which one?" Zhao Changqi only saw a shadow, "The one with long hair?"

"Yes." You can still watch while running over.

Zhao Changqi ran over in a hopeless manner, looked at it from a distance, earnestly, and then sighed: "This doesn't count?"

"What? She's also a teacher?"

"She is more difficult to deal with than the teacher, the school belle of the sophomore year, do you understand the school belle?"

"Recognized beautiful women? Do you think the competition is too fierce?"

Zhao Changqi didn't speak, and suddenly thought: "Damn, isn't the mission to follow someone? Where's Sun Qianqian?"

"She should be in the study room on the fourth floor."

"Fuck, how did you know?"

"I just know." The voice was off-putting.

Zhao Changqi turned around to leave, but was stopped again: "That... oh, the school belle you mentioned, maybe she needs your help?"

Zhao Changqi turned around, and sure enough, he saw that Du Yan was riding a bicycle in a strange way, not in a straight line, but crooked, like a person who just learned to ride a bicycle.He was about to go over and ask for a closer look, when the bicycle fell to the ground with a snap.

Zhao Changqi rushed over and helped Du Yan up. Her complexion didn't look right, she was flushed, and she was obviously sweating—in Ningzhou in late February, the outdoor temperature was only a few degrees, and it was freezing cold.Unless she just finished a strenuous exercise.But it doesn't look like it, the body is tightly wrapped.

"Hey, can you hear the voice?" Zhao Changqi called to her.Du Yan didn't respond, she seemed to have passed out.

Zhao Changqi was a little confused, took out his mobile phone, and thought about calling 120 first.

"It's less than 100 meters away from here. There's a clinic on the second floor of the opposite teaching building. Take it there."

Zhao Changqi has been studying here for three years, and this is the first time he has heard of the location of the school clinic. TM Internet Cafe is very familiar.

(End of this chapter)