I traveled through time and space into a yandere beautiful girl love game

"Huh?" With her back pressed against the cold wall, Chu Youyou's rationality returned a little. She heard Bai Mo ask if she hated him. She subconsciously wanted to answer that she hated him, but the words got stuck on her lips and she couldn't speak. .

"I, I, I have calmed down, let go of me." She blushed and turned her head.

"Really? Don't fall again." Bai Mo let go of her, but still covered her to prevent her from falling suddenly.

Bai Mo's actions were very heart-warming, but being blocked by the wall, Chu Youyou always felt something strange, and felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She pushed Bai Mo gently.

"I've really calmed down, please stay away from me."

"Good good."

Bai Mo nodded and took a few steps back, shrugged his shoulders, his smile hid loneliness and sadness, rubbed his nose and said, "Classmate Chu really hates me, I feel it, and I won't be here to hinder Classmate Chu. Just be careful yourself.”

After saying that, Bai Mo picked up the schoolbag that fell on the ground, stuffed it into Chu Youyou's arms, lifted the schoolbag on his shoulders, turned around and walked up the stairs, walking away step by step.

Chu Youyou raised her head and glanced at Bai Mo's leaving back. She felt a sudden pain in her heart. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab Bai Mo. When she realized the stupid idea of ​​trying to hold Bai Mo, she frowned and snorted softly, turning her head away and not looking. White ink.

Time passed by, and the footsteps going upstairs fell on Chu Youyou's heart one after another, torturing her like a heavy hammer, making her uneasy.

In the peripheral vision, the back figure disappeared around the corner, and the anxiety in his heart suddenly disappeared. Chu Youyou walked up the stairs step by step, holding her schoolbag, muttering angrily to herself as she walked.

"The annoying guy, the most annoying!"

"Every time you meet him, you will be unlucky!"

"I never want to meet him again!"

Stepping heavily on the last step, Chu Youyou raised her head and chest and exhaled heavily. She turned her head and looked down. She could not help but recall the fall just now in her mind, with boundless fear and the warmth and solidity. His embrace and arms are so reassuring.

"..."

The arms holding the schoolbag tightened, and her fingers made dents on the schoolbag. Chu Youyou looked at the classroom door not far away.

[-]. One yard at a time, he really saved me, so it’s appropriate to thank him.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Youyou walked slowly over, stopped at the door of the classroom, and looked inside.

Bai Mo is sitting in the middle of the first row, close to the classroom door, so it is easy to see him. Similarly, it is also easy for the other party to notice the movement at the classroom door.

It was still early, and there were only a few students in the classroom. Qingye Mashiro was not there. Bai Mo just put down his schoolbag and saw Chu Youyou coming to the door of the classroom and stopping. He asked: "Classmate Chu, what's the matter?"

"Um, thank you for saving me."

Although most of the reason why I fell down was you!

After saying that, Chu Youyou hugged her schoolbag and trotted away.

Bai Mo turned his head and looked through the window, following Chu Youyou's running figure. The girl's swaying black and white skirt was swaying like her thoughts.

Shaking his head, Bai Mo sighed and sighed in his heart: "Girl, you have been deeply poisoned."

Several looks with doubts, curiosity and envy came from behind. Bai Mo didn't pay attention to their looks. In the eyes of others, he was indeed enviable and jealous. Only he knew that if he made a wrong step, he would be doomed.

People's joys and sorrows are not connected with each other, Bai Mo only thinks that they are childish.

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Chapter 98 Let’s all come together

After putting away his schoolbag, Bai Mo got up and left the classroom. He came to school early today because he had something to do.

After leaving the classroom and looking around, Bai Mo didn't choose Chu Youyou's classroom, but went directly downstairs.

Walking around in the empty teaching building, the footsteps echoed vaguely in the quiet teaching building in the early morning, constantly shuttled between the sunlit places and shadows, breaking their boundaries, and finally the white ink stopped in a room In front of the office.

The door of the office was closed, but Bai Mo was sure that there was someone inside, because the holder of this office came to school very early every day.

Raising his hand and knocking lightly on the door, Bai Mo took half a step back and waited. Soon there was the sound of banging on the table and the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground.

The office door opened a small crack.

"Bai Mo?" Looking at Bai Mo waiting outside the door, a trace of surprise flashed across Lin Yutian's face, and he opened the door with peace of mind, "What's the matter? Well, come in and talk."

After opening the door, Bai Mo found Lin Yutian's hunched figure, his palms pressing on his black-wrapped thighs.

Ah, so this is how the sound of the table being bumped just now was made?

Bai Mo instantly understood why Lin Yutian didn't open the door immediately. It was probably because her thigh accidentally hit the table when she stood up. The painful stimulation made her excited and her body couldn't stop shaking.

Well, I'm excited because Lin Yutian is a jerk.

Looking carefully at Lin Yutian's cheeks, Bai Mo could see a faint and unusual rosiness.

Walking into the office and closing the door with his backhand, Bai Mo watched Lin Yutian sit back on the chair, his face calm as before, only his palms were still pressing and rubbing slowly on his thighs.

"Bai Mo, what do you want from me?"

Putting aside Lin Yutian's strangeness for the time being, Bai Mo got down to business: "Teacher Lin, regarding the sports meeting, I have a suggestion to allow more people to participate."

"More people are joining in?"

"Well, the number of places to sign up for the sports meeting is limited, and many people who wanted to participate were unable to sign up."

This is a fact. For some popular competitions, such as the [-]-meter race, if you want to register, you have to compete with your physical performance. Only the best can stand out.

Lin Yutian said: "The quota is indeed limited. It is fixed every year. There are only so many people who can participate. Even the group project of the class only has more than 20 people participating. The others are more just to watch the excitement. You have a way to make more people participate." How many people are participating?”

"Teacher Lin, the quotas given by the school cannot be changed. We can create our own quotas and arrange two to three helpers for each "athlete" participating in the competition. In this way, more people can participate. Yet? "

Bai Mo said seriously: "My seniors in the second year of high school told me that most students would spend a boring day in the stands playing with their mobile phones during the sports day. If you have an opportunity to spend your sweat and youth, you should actively and proactively participate in it.”

Students are allowed to bring mobile phones to campus during the sports games, and the ban on mobile phones will be lifted during those two days.

Bai Mo used to spend his high school sports days in the stands playing with his mobile phone, gathering with his friends to have fun, and then being scolded by the head teacher who came to check on him.

"If you have time to play games, why don't you cheer for your classmates! There is no collective spirit at all!"

At first, there was no sense of participation, so most people chose to mess up the stands. Now, Bai Mo wants to force everyone else in the class to participate and not allow them to completely mess up.

Of course, he is not out of kindness or overflowing with collective honor. This is just a means to achieve his own goals.

He wants Seino Mashiro to be involved so that he doesn't have time to stick to him all the time.

"Although they are only arranged to serve people participating in the competition, such as bringing clothes, water, and support, this at least creates opportunities for them to participate."

Bai Mo Xiaozhi said emotionally and rationally: "Besides, Teacher Lin doesn't want to go to the class stand to check the situation and find a bunch of students gathered together to play games."

Lin Yutian's eyes brightened. She thought what Bai Mo said made sense and spoke to her heart.

She has been a class teacher for three years, from the first year of high school to the second year of high school. Now she has started to teach the first year of high school. She really doesn't want to see a group of people in the class lowering their heads in the stands during the sports meeting and cheering for the competition. There are few students.

"Your idea is good. We really need to arrange some work for those students who have not signed up to increase their sense of participation."

Lin Yutian nodded, and suddenly thought that Bai Mo didn't sign up for anything, and asked: "Does the student union have a lot of work? I see you are so enthusiastic about the sports meeting, but you haven't signed up for a single competition."

"The seniors have all signed up, so when they are absent, the work naturally falls on me."

Bai Mo scratched his head in embarrassment. The same lie could be used in many places, although it wasn't really a lie because during the sports meeting, he would really have a lot of work.

It is in the game.

Lin Yutian suddenly remembered the time when Bai Mo took leave and was hospitalized. Chaoyanghua came to her and asked where Bai Mo was, and accidentally revealed her oppression of Bai Mo.

She said softly: "If you feel too tired, you can quit the student union. To be honest, participating in the student union in high school will not add much color to your academic records."

A student union in a university has real practical benefits.

Bai Mo smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, Teacher Lin, for your concern. I don't feel tired. I am very happy to get along with the seniors."

"Well, as long as you feel happy."

After Bai Mo said this, Lin Yutian naturally couldn't say anything more. He nodded and brought the topic back to the sports meeting, saying: "I accept your proposal, and I will make arrangements later."

"Really? Thank you, Teacher Lin."

Bai Mo smiled brightly, as if he was about to jump up and down happily the next moment. He blinked and said expectantly: "There is something I want to ask Teacher Lin."

"what's up?"

"Qingye-san didn't participate in anything. Can the teacher arrange for her to be assigned to the class monitor? The squad leader participates in many competitions. Qingye-san will definitely feel the fun of the sports meeting if she follows her."

Ah, it turns out that this is your ultimate goal.

Lin Yutian opened her eyes slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She originally asked Bai Mo to help Qingye Mashiro learn Chinese and remediate knowledge. Now it seems that Bai Mo is more serious than she thought, and is even thinking about helping. Kiyono Mashiro integrates into this class and enjoys the joy of sports games.

"You care so much about Qingye, are you two in a relationship?" Lin Yutian said half-jokingly.

"I just want to help Qingye-san."

"Haha, I'm just kidding. In fact, it doesn't matter even if you fall in love with Kiyono Mashiro. After all, your academic performance is so good. It's a good thing to be able to lead Kiyono Mashiro around. I will turn a blind eye."

Ah, this... Bai Mo smiled and said nothing.

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Chapter 99 I have a special treatment

"Is there anything else?"

After accepting Bai Mo's suggestion, Lin Yutian asked.

Bai Mo shook his head. This was the main reason he came to the office this morning. As for why he had to come in the morning, it was because coming in the morning was most likely to trigger the plot.

What a coincidence, a plot is triggered now.

"It's okay, Teacher Lin."

Bai Mo glanced at Lin Yutian's hand that was pressing his thigh, and asked curiously: "Teacher, what's wrong with you? You've been pressing your leg since I came in. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Ah, this, it's nothing, I just bumped into it accidentally." Lin Yutian's smile was a little stiff.

"Bumped?" Bai Mo blinked and suddenly realized: "It turns out that the "thunk" sound was caused by Teacher Lin's thigh hitting the table. "

Lin Yutian was a little embarrassed.

Bai Mo smiled and asked, "Does it still hurt now?"

Lin Yutian was speechless. In fact, it no longer hurt. The pain from the impact was short-lived and dissipated when she got up and walked to the door. However, the "sequelae" caused by the pain was long-lasting.

Her body was a bit special and she was very sensitive to pain. At this moment, the painful area on her thigh had turned red, so red that it could be seen clearly even if it was covered with black stockings, so she kept pressing it carefully with her hands. With.

Also because of the pressure, the red skin was constantly producing a tingling electric sensation, which continued to stimulate her legs, making her legs gradually become weak and numb.

Naturally, Lin Yutian would not and would not dare to tell Bai Mo about this kind of thing. It was not only shameful, but also embarrassing.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Yutian came up with an idea. She sighed and said with a tired look: "It doesn't hurt at all, just a little sore."

Rubbing her palms slowly on her thighs, she continued: "I went to the gym yesterday to do some leg training. Now my legs are sore. They are even more sore after a bump. Press down and feel more comfortable."

"That's it." Bai Mo nodded understandingly, with caring eyes that said "You have suffered", and said with emotion: "It turns out that Teacher Lin still goes to the gym. Although I have never practiced legs, I know that every time I run 1000 Mi, my legs will be sore the next day, it should be the same reason."

"Well, almost."

Lin Yutian nodded. Due to the friction of his palms, the numbness on the red skin became more intense, and even began to spread to the forest garden. She felt that she would soon be unable to bear it any longer. She looked up at Bai Mo and opened her mouth.

Before he could urge him to leave, Bai Mo suddenly said something: "I have a special method to relieve pain. Do you want to try it, Teacher Lin?"

"Huh?" He was forced to swallow his words urging him to leave. Lin Yutian looked at Bai Mo, who looked eager to try.

"Teacher, your legs are very uncomfortable. I know this feeling. As long as you move slightly, your legs will become sore and weak. And the most disgusting thing is that even if you don't move, your legs will gradually become numb."

Bai Mo had a distressed expression that said, "I know this feeling." He bent down and pinched his thigh as if he was feeling phantom pain, and said, "In this situation, it will definitely be uncomfortable to go to class, so, let me Please help me, teacher. Although it cannot be eliminated immediately, it can relieve you."

This kid is really enthusiastic.

Lin Yutian saw full sincerity in Bai Mo's eyes, and she did not doubt that Bai Mo's sincerity and enthusiasm were fake.

Just now Bai Mo put forward a suggestion for the sports meeting. He wanted to help Qingye Mashiro, oh no, to help other students in the class increase their sense of participation and participate in the sports meeting.

Faced with Bai Mo's enthusiasm and sincerity, Lin Yutian couldn't bear to refuse. She felt a little depressed in her heart. She was shooting herself in the foot.

Hmm...my legs are indeed a little weak and numb now. Maybe Bai Mo's method can really help me relieve it?

With this mentality, Lin Yutian nodded and said, "Then it's all thanks to you."

"It's not hard, it's not hard. It's my honor to be able to solve Teacher Lin's problems." Bai Mo walked forward with a smile, stopped beside Lin Yutian, and said, "Well, Teacher, can you turn around?"

Lin Yutian was sitting facing the table, turning his head to talk to Bai Mo, his legs wrapped in black stockings half hidden in the space under the table.

"Yeah." The chair turned, and Lin Yutian turned around to face the door of the office.