After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 315: Can we look forward to it?

"An Ting, after the college entrance examination is over, let's go out for a walk together, just the two of us..."

It's a kind of preemptive strike.

If we didn't stress that it was just the two of us, the boy would definitely call out to Bao Weiwei and others.

He is such a person, gentle and persistent.

There is a deep obsession with the word perfection, like a collection of obsessions.

Looking at the long, straight black figure who suddenly looked back a few steps away, Anting had no expression on his face and said the truth in a joking tone: "Are you going on a date?"

When a man and a woman go out for a walk, isn't that what dating means?

Hearing the boy's question, Song Ci, who was holding a quarter of a strawberry in his mouth, blushed, stared for a while, and said frankly, "Well, yes, do you want to agree?"

Anting did not answer, but asked: "Can we have something to look forward to?"

As he grew older and lost his past life, Anting no longer had much expectations for many things and the future.

After rebirth, with the "prophet" bonus and a second life, the young man has low expectations for many things.

At this moment, he issued a soul torture.

Not only asking Song Ci, but also asking myself.

Can I expect something?
Song Ci ate the strawberry and smiled sweetly, "Well, please stay tuned."

……

After bidding farewell to Song Ci, Anting was not in a hurry to go to the dining hall, but went back to the dormitory to take a shower.

It was very hot at noon. I was covered in sweat and the butter on my body made me feel sick. I couldn't eat at all.

Take a shower and then eat.

Well, let me tell you one more thing. Anting does sponsor the air conditioning of every classroom and dormitory in No. [-] Middle School, but the senior high school dormitory itself has air conditioning, which has nothing to do with Anting.

The dormitory where the boy was staying was originally a room for five people. Because Zhu Jiajun jumped out of the car to work professionally, there are currently only four people left.

Anting, Gao Fei, Wang Zihong and Hu Yichang.

When Anting returned to the dormitory, Gao Fei was already reading and studying. This boy who failed to grow up in his previous life really grew up this time and worked hard for the girl he liked.

On the contrary, it was Wang Zihong and Hu Yichang. They had always been other people's children. At this juncture, they were a little slack and sat on the same bed reading juvenile comics.

In fact, this situation is quite common, that is, the kind of good students who obeyed the rules until the third year of high school, but are a little unable to hold back at the last moment.

"Don't be too relaxed!"

Wang Zihong and Hu Yichang responded angrily: "Oh."

11:30 noon.

After taking a shower, Anting walked out of the dormitory building wearing a T-shirt, basketball shorts and slippers. He glanced sideways and saw a short-haired girl leaning in front of the door of the boys' dormitory.

"Cran cool..."

"Hey, brother Ting, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Qiao Liang had also just taken a shower, wearing a loose black T-shirt, red basketball pants, and a pair of small slippers. Her hair was wet and shining in the midday sun.

"What are you waiting for me to do?" The young man tilted his head.

Qiao Liang answered the question, "What you said this morning was very interesting. I have never heard you say it before. It turns out that after death, people go to the cinema to relive their lives..."

"Idiot, I'm just talking nonsense."

"No, I'm starting to believe it."

This is Qiao Liang's true words.

She didn't believe in rebirth at first, but suddenly she started to believe it.

Just when Anting didn't know what to say, Qiao Liang showed a heartless smile and said: "After I die, I will also go to the cinema and try to meet Anting by chance."

"Crazy..." Anting couldn't help but have a black line on his forehead, "Don't meet me in a place like that."

next second.

Qiao Liang returned to the topic, stuffed a small bag of tips into the young man's hand, said with a smile as bright as a flower: "Here, this is for you!"

"What is this?"

He lowered his eyes and looked at the red kit.

"This is the heart of a beautiful girl~"

"Uh...what the hell?"

Qiao Liang was still smiling brightly and said more seriously: "This is my time bag. I want you to keep it for me. When you go back to junior high school to dig for the bag, I will also have a sense of ceremony."

"Oh, I thought you didn't take it to heart."

A year ago, Anting said something similar - although Qiao Liang was not from the junior high school in her hometown, he still asked her to go to the ten-year appointment together and asked her to make a time bag for him to keep and go back together then. , to add a little sense of participation.

At that time, I promised, but there was no follow-up.

A year has passed, and Anting thought she had forgotten.

Unexpectedly, she delayed it until the [-]-day swearing-in ceremony in her senior year of high school, and didn't bring up the old matter again until today.

This girl who looks careless and heartless is actually as clear as a mirror and takes everything into consideration.

A small thing may be remembered for a lifetime.

"You have to take good care of it for me, just like you would protect your own little Jiji!"

"So...you are so perverted!"

Hearing something like Jiji from a beautiful girl makes people speechless.Qiao Liang just kept smiling heartlessly, "Hehehe."

Anting looked at this little Jiji, no, a red kit.

It's not a small tip, it's a bit big.

Judging from the size, if I guess correctly, it should not be a note with something written on it, but a piece of paper with something drawn on it.

That ignorant boy who doesn't understand people's hearts and only knows what's going on is becoming more and more aware of the thoughts of the people around him.

"Break by!"

"Ah."

Looking at Qiao Liang's back disappearing on the slope of the school, and thinking of Song Ci's date invitation not long ago, Anting gradually realized something.

April is when the redbuds bloom, and October is when the sweet-scented osmanthus blooms.

After the college entrance examination, it was June, July and August, sandwiched in between.

It is choice that determines what kind of person we become, and it is time to make a choice.

If you pick up flowers in the morning and evening, which flower should you pick up?

……

The second model in April flashed by.

The overall situation is roughly the same and not worth repeating.

The only thing worth mentioning is not on campus, but on the playing field.

The spring season is still going on, and Zhu Jiajun’s GT team has entered the playoffs with No. 4 regular season results.

For a complete rookie, playing to this level in the first season is already very impressive.

After winning the last game of the regular season, Zhu Jiajun was interviewed by the e-sports media.

The problem lies in the content of the interview.

The host asked: "Who is your personal hero?"

Zhu Jiajun replied: "Night Hunter."

Host: "Wow, your natural hero is the same as Bath, so who do you think is more powerful, you or his night hunter?"

Zhu Jiajun is still humble at heart, but he has just won No. 4 in the regular season and gained a lot of fans. He is a little inflated and wants to cheer himself up. He bravely said: "I think I am no worse than him!!!"

then.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

These remarks made many Bath fans take note. They must be careful after the spring split.

Who are you, a white pig, to compare yourself to our God? ?
White Pig, this is Zhu Jiajun’s black nickname, because he looks fat and white.

later.

In the playoffs at the end of April, Zhu Jiajun lost the first BO5...

The bo3 in the regular season and the bo5 in the playoffs are indeed somewhat different. Zhu Jiajun is still too young.

Especially for the GT team, although Bath has retired, the overall style of the team is still there. It is a team with the bottom lane as its core.

Four guarantees and one forever.

A blue-collar top laner, a rhythm jungler, and a support mid laner.

Both the midfielder and the upper jungler are raising their fathers. No matter how powerful Zhu Jiajun is, he is still unable to survive alone. If he targets BP more and bans a few big core shooters, he basically has no chance of winning.

The other players in the team have a fan base, so the public opinion environment will not be bad. Only Zhu Jiajun is a pure newbie. Although he has gained some casual fans, he does not have many true fans. The fans' fighting power is too weak, so they will naturally take the blame. Good; plus Zhu Jiajun had previously offended the fans of Bath.

That's it.

He was attacked from both sides and experienced the first online violence in his career.

Anting had finished the second model exam at that time. After learning about this incident, he naturally became concerned and said, "Fat man, are you okay?"

As the boss of the bib, Anting can indeed control the comments with just one sentence.

However, there is more than one online platform for bib in China, so I can’t control it.

These difficulties can only be overcome by Zhu Jiajun himself.

"Well, to be honest, I am also someone who pays attention to the game. I had expected such a situation. I thought I was mentally prepared. I didn't expect that when it came to this moment, I was still a little disappointed."

Zhu Jiajun is someone who pays attention to the gaming industry and has some understanding of the public opinion climate on the Internet.

Although I had been mentally prepared, when it came time to get sprayed, it was harder than I imagined.

"Would you like to come back for a walk?"

The spring split is over, and the summer split has not yet started.

In the meantime, you can indeed go home for a while.

Zhu Jiajun refused, "No, you have to prepare for the college entrance examination. I won't go back and disturb you. I want to practice in seclusion for two months. I will be back in the summer competition!"

"Oh, I'm worrying too much."

Anting realized that he had underestimated Zhu Jiajun. Although the latter was humble, timid and lacked self-confidence, he should have made a lot of determination before embarking on his career path.

Anting could only leave her best wishes, "Come on! I hope you can become an excellent person next time we meet."

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)