It doesn’t matter if my confession is rejected, I still have three more days left.

Chapter 172: If I go, the lamp will do the same?

As time went by, the seats inside the auditorium gradually filled up, and the crowd was bustling. The seats were at least three-quarters full, forming an ocean of knowledge and enthusiasm.

Finally, amidst the enthusiastic anticipation, a lecturer with outstanding temperament and profound knowledge slowly walked onto the stage. He was calm, his eyes steady, and he held a microphone in his hand.

Get ready to start tonight's lecture.

In the spacious and somewhat dull lecture hall, Jiang Li sat on a hard chair, bored and gently playing with Xia Muke's warm and delicate hands.

There was a hint of insouciance in his eyes. He really couldn't show the slightest interest in the ongoing lecture. He felt as if the whole world was filled with endless boredom.

It even feels a little boring.

If it weren't for Liu Qianqian, he wouldn't be so bored now.

His eyes unconsciously slipped from Xia Muke's wrists to her tightly wrapped body. It was now the coldest month of winter, and this little rich woman who usually dressed fashionably had put on heavy winter clothes. The eye-catching slender thighs are now covered by layers of clothing and disappear from people's sight.

This made Jiang Li feel a subtle regret. The long legs that once left a deep impression on him could only shine in his memory.

He curled his lips slightly, and that subtle arc contained an indescribable emotion of loss.

It seems that the cold wind in winter not only blows away the surrounding temperature, but also invisibly cools down his unique expectations and enthusiasm for this season. That expectation was once as hot as the warm sun in winter, but it gradually melted away in the biting cold wind and turned into a pang of regret in my heart.

I don’t know when the weather will get hotter.

Somewhat missed.

But now, all I can do is play with my little hands.

The lecturer on the stage spoke very enthusiastically.

Jiang Li in the audience was playing very enthusiastically.

Jiang Li, who was playing with Xia Muke's delicate little hands, was immersed in this boring and monotonous time, and his slightly tired eyes glanced around.

As he looked around casually, his eyes inadvertently touched the ancient chandelier above his head.

The originally quiet light seemed to activate some mysterious power at a certain moment, and actually projected a faint progress bar on his retina.

It turned out that the light above his head triggered his progress bar super power at some point.

Jiang Li instantly felt as if he had been doused with ice water. He stood there blankly, and the movement of playing with his hands stopped abruptly, as if time had frozen at this moment.

This vision immediately attracted the attention of Xia Muke, who had been paying attention to him.

Xia Mu could see this, her beautiful side face turned slightly, her bright eyes showed concern, and she cast her eyes gently in Jiang Li's direction.

What she saw was Jiang Li's face, which was used to being calm, but now it was tense due to shock. His eyes were focused on the hanging lamp, full of incredible fear and astonishment.

Jiang Li was really surprised at this time.

He stared helplessly at the progress bar displayed on the light in the center of the ceiling of the auditorium.

Increased from 70% to 90%

And it has been continuing to rise.

Just like the progress bar on Su Xianxian yesterday.

no? Can anyone tell me what's going on?

Can lamps also anoint nests?

The more Jiang Li thought about it, the more something was wrong. Watching the progress bar reach 99%.

He began to panic.

What happens when you reach 100% later?

Ceiling spray? Or do you flash the lights to express your excitement?

Suddenly, while Jiang Li was immersed in the little hand, his vision seemed to be suddenly pulled into the dark abyss by an invisible big hand, and everything around him instantly disappeared into endless darkness. He blinked his eyes several times in shock, trying to adapt to this sudden change, but he could only capture nothingness.

"Holy shit, what's going on?"

He exclaimed in a low voice, his voice echoing in the empty classroom, with a bit of confusion and nervousness. His heart was beating fast, as if trying to break free from the constraints of his chest, and the rapid and powerful pulse sound was particularly clear at this moment.

Immediately, Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, none of the events he suspected happened.

It turns out that the superpower of this progress bar is not just the ability to see that progress bar.

It should be possible to see the state of all things.

It's my fault.

After the lights went out, the surrounding students also expressed exclamations and questions, and various speculations emerged one after another.

"Is there a power outage?"

"No way, there's a power outage at this time?"

Immediately afterwards, a cheerful and slightly surprised voice broke the brief silence, "Wuhu! There is really a power outage!"

The words were mixed with curiosity about the unknown situation and a hint of excitement of anticipation.

In this chaotic moment, the lecturer stood up in time to calm everyone's emotions. The steady and calm voice sounded in the darkness: "Students, don't panic. This is just a temporary power outage. Please stay calm and continue to sit in your seats." Please do not move around in your seats to avoid accidents. We have sent special teachers to check the circuit problems, and we believe it will be back to normal soon."

The sudden burst of noise around him rushed to Jiang Li's ears like a tide, like an invisible key, instantly waking him up from the world he was immersed in.

His mind was shaken, and he immediately understood the situation at this moment - it turned out that the auditorium suffered a sudden power outage.

The originally bright lights disappeared in an instant, and the originally bustling atmosphere was replaced by an indescribable silence, leaving only a deep and slightly panicked darkness.

However, this chaos did not last long, and a new light quickly filled the vacancy caused by the darkness.

Almost at the same time as the power was cut off, stars twinkled in all directions, lighting up countless small but bright circles of light. It was a vivid and strange picture, as if an artificial star was lit up in the dark universe.

Each aperture originated from the screen of a student's mobile phone. They all took out their mobile phones and turned on the flashlight function, trying to disperse the surrounding darkness with weak but determined power.

Those circles of light intersected and converged with each other, forming a unique symphony of light and shadow in the auditorium, illuminating every face that looked nervous and curious due to the power outage.

In such a deep darkness, but filled with an imperceptible glimmer of light, as if it was the moment when night and dawn intertwined, a young and cunning hand slipped silently into Jiang Li's wide lapel. , like a naughty elf, roaming freely in the world of skin under that layer of fabric, exploring every unknown territory without any scruples.

Although this hand was filled with childlike curiosity and fearlessness, in fact, it had been wrapped by Jiang Li with his hand long before this, and it gradually warmed to a warm state.

It is always warm even in the cold night.

(End of this chapter)