I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

Chapter 27 27. Breaking through the shackles of the plot

It was already 10:[-] p.m. after the blackboard newspaper was finished, and the dormitory students would have to wait another [-] minutes for their self-study next night.

Ling Xing stuffed a test paper in his book bag, but he didn't bring the book. At this point, he went home and washed up again, so he basically didn't have time to study the questions.

Zeng Zhile didn't plan to bring books, but she saw that Ling Xing had brought them, and she didn't take them, as if she didn't pay much attention to studying, so she also brought a test paper back.

When Ling Xing was about to leave, Su Qingluo was still sitting in his seat, he didn't study, he really wanted to put together something.

She looked at it a few more times, but she didn't see what it was that she was fighting for, so she asked casually, "Aren't you going back?"

Su Qingluo raised her eyes to look at her, and looked over her at Ji Yan who was waiting for her at the door of the classroom. His attitude was a little indifferent: "Yes."

This person...why did he suddenly become so weird?

Ling Xing didn't think too much, turned around and walked towards the door of the classroom with Zeng Zhile, and the figures of the three quickly disappeared in the corridor outside the classroom.

Not 2 minutes after Ling Xing and the others left, Sun Xin walked up to Su Qingluo's desk, put on a smiley face and asked him, "You don't know how to apply for living in school, do you?"

Su Qingluo glanced at him lazily, and continued to clasp the things in her hands without making a sound.

Sun Xin went to the front table and pulled Ling Xing's stool away, as if he was going to sit down and have a good chat with Su Qingluo.

"Sit on the side." Su Qingluo stretched out her long legs, hooked Ling Xing's stool with her feet and moved a position.

Sun Xin has already sat down, but it seems that the stool under him has been removed. If he hadn't grasped Su Qingluo's table with quick eyesight and quick hands, he would probably have fallen a lot.

Sun Xin was a little upset, and raised his voice slightly to question Su Qingluo: "What are you doing..."

Facing Su Qingluo's cold eyes, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips, and said cowardly: "I mainly want to ask you, this test, are you going to..."

Su Qingluo put the half-assembled things on the table into the table hole, he stood up and walked to Ling Xing's seat, stretched out his legs to hook Ling Xing's stool, with a force, the stool fell into his hands.

The boy carried the stool and walked outside the classroom, leaving only one sentence: "How many times have I told you, never ask about what you shouldn't."

Sun Xin ignored the eyes of many students looking over, and asked loudly at his back: "Why did you take other people's stool?"

A faint word seems to float in the distance: "Dirty!"

dirty?Take it to wash?

No, what is dirty?

Sun Xin was about to cry, "I haven't sat down yet..."

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At nine o'clock on Wednesday morning, several representatives of the Propaganda Department of the Student Union held the score sheets and looked from classroom to classroom, and some were in charge of taking pictures with cameras.

When it was the turn of the second and third classes, several scoring representatives wearing glasses pushed the glasses on the bridge of their noses almost uniformly.

They looked at it for a long time, then gathered their heads together and discussed in low voice for a while, finally nodded to each other, and left together again.

There are other classes that haven't watched it, and the results of the evaluation will not be released immediately, and the results of the evaluation will not be released until around three o'clock in the afternoon at the earliest.

It was the first time for Zeng Zhile to be in charge of a group honor, and he was so nervous that the palm of the hand holding the pen kept sweating.

When she wiped her palms with a wet towel, she asked Ling Xing curiously: "Aren't you nervous?"

Nervousness must be nervous, but Ling Xing is a bit strange. If she sees that others are more nervous than her, she will feel less nervous.

Right now, Zeng Zhile's nervousness can't appease her equally nervous emotions. On the contrary, Qiu Yilin's process of nervously waiting for the result comforted Ling Xing.

What's there to be nervous about?Everyone has put in so much effort, no matter how unbearable it is, at most it will be No.2 like in the book.

Instead, she comforted Zeng Zhile: "Relax, no matter what the result is, we have done our best anyway."

Zeng Zhile thought for a while, touched his chin and said, "Ling Xing, I think the tone you speak now is very like a person."

Knowing that she might not be able to say anything good, Ling Xing still asked, "Who?"

"The head teacher who painted me a big cake for a whole year in the first year of high school."

Ling Xing: "..."

She knew it.

Going to the cafeteria for lunch at noon, Ling Xing ran into Liang Qingzhou who hadn't seen her for several days, but Liang Qingzhou didn't see her.

In this cafeteria where the students were busy cooking or eating, the guy was half paralyzed in the chair as if he had no bones in his body. His younger brothers were busy helping him with cooking, and even returned after everything was done. Put the chopsticks in his hand.

Zeng Zhile obviously also saw Liang Qingzhou. After watching in silence for a long while, she suddenly said with emotion: "Tsk! Destiny..."

Ling Xing looked at her sideways, why did she hear a hint of envy in Zeng Zhile's tone?

Liang Qingzhou cooks rice very quickly. He belongs to the kind of person who clamors all kinds of disgusting food, and at the same time pays for CD actions.

This wave of coquettish operations is obviously not the first time, and it can be seen from the face of Aunt Dafan that she is used to it.

This guy acts high-profile, and I heard that most of the school's dandies are his friends.

After the meal, the group left in a mighty manner. The scene was like a group of elementary school chickens who played the role of Hei Shihui went to the wrong set.

Ling Xing buried his head and silently picked up a few mouthfuls of rice, and heard the two boys at the next table talking——

"Song Shize, what the hell do you mean by that?"

The boy named Song Shize made a 'cut' sound, and the tone of his voice sounded ruffian: "It means literally."

"Say it again?!"

"I'll say the same thing a hundred times again, Li Qingmo, you were as stupid as Liang Qingzhou when you were the school bully before!" You said it, but Song Shize's tone was obviously timid.

Ling Xing was about to look back, when Zeng Zhile grabbed his arm after eating, "Are you full?"

"full."

Zeng Zhile picked up the dinner plate with the other hand, and did not let go of Ling Xing's arm: "Then let's go."

It wasn't until he was far away from the cafeteria that Ling Xing asked Zeng Zhile: "So, one of the two boys sitting behind us just now is a former school bully?"

Zeng Zhile nodded with a serious face, and asked Ling Xing: "Do you know why I don't let you look back?"

Ling Xing shook his head honestly.

Zeng Zhile looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he whispered: "The school bully and Song Ershizu both have a bad temper, when they are upset, it would be wrong for us to take a second look. "

Ling Xing: "..."

Isn't it a society ruled by law now?Are these two people legally ill?
Now tell me that she is living in a book, she really believes it.

"But it doesn't matter much," Zeng Zhile gasped, "Do you know the younger sister of the former school bully?"

Ling Xing shook his head again, in Zeng Zhile' what are you doing at school? 'Under the surprised eyes, she touched her nose and said with a smile: "I don't always like to pay attention to these things."

In her world, apart from studying, it seems that there is no day and night to brush the questions and brush the questions again, because she knows that she has no extraordinary talent in learning, so she puts in more effort than others.

I thought that I would get a corresponding return in this way, but I didn't expect that all this has already been set up...

Who would be willing to work hard to live a good life and be at the mercy of others?
While preventing Qiu Yilin from completing the task, she also tried to break the shackles set by the plot on her.

The results of the competition will be announced on time at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, but also within expectations, the No. 1 candidate this time is - Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School.

It turns out that as long as everyone works together, they can finally break through the shackles of the plot...

(End of this chapter)