I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 102 "What does that have to do with me?"

Ye Ziqing took sick leave for several days in a row.

During the period, I received concerned greetings from Si Heng, Li Fan, Gu Jingwen, Zhou Heng Zhengyan and others, but Yi Chen never contacted her except for the initial phone call.

The big devil doesn't act like a demon, so she doesn't bother to talk to him.

Ye Ziqing can't get in touch with Xiaobai now, so she can only deduce from her own physical condition whether Yi Chen's blackening value is maintained at a normal value.

Before I knew it, school had started for half a month.

Ye Ziqing specially chose to come to the school on the day when the school held the "National Day Cup" school candidate competition.

When Ye Ziqing arrived in the classroom, she found that Yi Chen hadn't come yet.

This was the first time that she arrived before Yi Chen since the first half month of school.

The election is scheduled to be held on the rostrum of the playground after the morning self-study.

This is not a compulsory school-level activity, and students who do not want to visit can move freely after morning self-study.

The seat next to him was empty for several days in a row, Yi Chen had gradually gotten used to it, and seeing Ye Ziqing suddenly appeared today, he thought he was hallucinating.

Yi Chen slammed on the brakes, his eyes fixed on the girl on the seat.

Ye Ziqing suddenly raised her eyes and looked in his direction.

Yi Chen's breathing froze suddenly, and he looked away hastily.

Usually Ye Ziqing would take the initiative to greet him, then hand him the breakfast she brought, and tell him what breakfast is today, and sometimes she would hold her face to see him taste it and ask him if it was good.

But at this moment when the two looked at each other, not only did she withdraw her gaze as if nothing had happened, turning a blind eye to him, and there was no familiar paper bag on the table at all.

Yi Chen pursed his lips, walked silently to his seat and put down the schoolbag on his shoulders, took out the English speech script he had memorized by heart, and browsed through it.

Behind.

Si Heng looked between the two of them thoughtfully.

During the whole morning self-study session, neither of them said a word, as if there was an invisible barrier between them.

Even Guo Zi, who was immersed in playing the game, felt the frozen atmosphere, a little absent-minded, and was charged and beaten to death if he didn't pay attention.

Jingle Bell--

Just as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Yi Chen stood up abruptly. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the girl next to him who was chatting with someone with his head lowered and playing with his mobile phone. His face became colder and colder.

Guo Meijie stood up from her seat, walked to Yi Chen, and said to him: "Yi Chen, I will go to the campaign site to see your performance later!"

Ye Ziqing took so many days off, but she chose to come today, it must be on purpose!
Ye Ziqing ignored the provocation in her eyes.

Behind him, Si Heng suddenly and mysteriously waved at her.

Ye Ziqing leaned over without knowing why.

Covering his lips with his hands, Si Heng leaned close to her ear and whispered, "During the few days you didn't come to school, Guo Meijie came to chat with your tablemate every day on the pretext of asking questions."

Ye Ziqing blinked and asked curiously, "What does that have to do with me?"

Si Heng didn't tell the truth, and winked at her with a smile.

——Ye Ziqing felt that he might have misunderstood something.

The gesture of the two of them biting their ears and whispering to each other as if no one else was around made Yi Chen feel flustered. With a cold face, he didn't know who he was competing with, so he said to Guo Meijie against his will, "Okay."

If it was placed before, Yi Chen would never say a word to Guo Meijie other than solving the problem.

Even when solving problems, he will use the most direct method to explain clearly as concisely as possible.

Guo Meijie didn't expect to get his response, and was immediately pleasantly surprised.

In the past few days, taking advantage of Ye Ziqing's leave of absence, she even participated in the evening training for the first time.

There were only her and Yi Chen in the huge classroom.

But Yi Chen answered her questions in addition to routine, and didn't even respond to him with a redundant chat.

Even if she asked too many questions, Yi Chen would impatiently ask her to read the book and think first.

Guo Meijie plucked up the courage to come over to talk to Yi Chen just now, she was already prepared to be ignored, but Yi Chen's "yes" made her regain hope.

Guo Meijie's eyes lit up, and she said to him excitedly and shyly, "Come on!"

After speaking, he didn't dare to see Yi Chen's expression, covered his face and ran back to his seat.

Yi Chen's sudden "OK" also attracted the attention of others.

Si Heng pretended to cough a few times, tapped his knuckles on the table, and gestured to Ye Ziqing with his eyes.

Ye Ziqing blinked, pretending not to understand his hint.

Si Heng raised his eyebrows and poked her arm with his elbow.

Ye Ziqing still ignored him.

The phone beeped again, Ye Ziqing turned around and looked down at the message, thought for a while, then typed a reply quickly on the screen with her fingertips.

The girl turned a blind eye to him.

Yi Chen clenched the A4 paper in his hand, and left the classroom with windy steps.

It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared from the classroom that Ye Ziqing raised her head slowly, put the phone in her pocket, got up and walked towards the door.

Si Heng rested his chin with one hand, lazily looked at Ye Ziqing's back leaving the classroom, and said with deep emotion: "Girls are really duplicity creatures."

Guo Zi at the same table looked up at him during the busy schedule of the game, and casually said: "You are right."
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The judges for this election are several highly qualified English teachers from the grade one to grade three groups, and Ms. Wu is among them.

When Ye Ziqing walked to the playground without haste, there were already a lot of people gathered here and there, and there were people everywhere.

The contestants held the scripts and were doing the last memorization and practice before going on stage, waiting for the interim host to call their names.

Basically, every contestant has some classmates who come to cheer him up.

The machine is still being tested, and the campaign has not officially started.

Ye Ziqing's eyes lingered on the strange faces one by one.

In fact, in the crowd, it is easy to distinguish the players from the audience.

The expressions of each contestant are generally excited, excited, nervous, apprehensive, and uneasy. They hold on to the manuscript tightly and do not let go. Or they are confident, look confident, and relax to appreciate the nervousness of their competitors with empty hands.

Most of the players belong to the former, while Ji Zelin, who is like a star in the crowd, belongs to the latter.

Ye Ziqing saw Ji Zelin standing among the crowd almost immediately.

Most of the girls around him.

She looked away after one glance, and continued to look for the figure of the Great Demon King.

He was finally found on the stairs of a warehouse near the backstage where sports equipment was stored.

The young man sat on the stairs with his long straight legs bent, his arms stretched out on his knees, and he pinched the foot of the A4 paper with two fingers, staring at a certain corner with a blank expression, his eyes empty, He was motionless, not even blinking his eyes, exuding a thick air of silence and indifference, like a simulated statue.

(End of this chapter)