Fancy Fast Travel: Host, you got the wrong script

Chapter 118 I Am Your Sister 18
Finally, a familiar figure appeared within the surveillance range.

The person on the screen looks normal, he entered the room and took something.

Suddenly, his movements paused slightly, as if he had noticed something.

Then, his cell phone rang.

Lu Chenyi hung up the phone, then carried a box and walked outside.

This was the last time Ruan Ruan saw Lu Chenyi, he didn't know where he went with the suitcase.

Ruan Ruan's breath became colder and colder, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a cold arc.

One month, two months...

He disappeared as if he had evaporated from the world.

"Same table, same table, what are you thinking?" Chang Zhi poked her hand and asked curiously.

During this period of time, she felt the low air pressure around her from time to time, and always felt that her cold deskmate seemed to be getting colder, and if it continued like this, it would be almost like an ice cube.

Ruan Ruan curled her lips into a smile, "I didn't think about anything."

Chang Zhi swallowed, feeling that her smile was a bit scary.

She must have something to hide from herself.

"Did something happen to your brother? I haven't seen him coming for a while." She wanted to change the subject, but she didn't expect the smile on Ruan Ruan's face to be deeper.

Chang Zhi always felt that her tablemate's smile was too weird and a bit scary.

She turned her head away immediately, and then quietly placed a pudding on her table with the other hand.

"Please give me something to eat. I have plenty more."

Ruan Ruan looked at the things on the table, and the depressive breath on her body dissipated a lot, but her dark eyes became more condensed.

"Ke Lan, are you still attending this year's New Year's Eve party?" Seeing that she was still in her seat, the monitor walked towards her.

"Sorry, don't go."

After the words fell, a new message came from the phone.

Lu Chenyi: Come back on New Year's Day, wait for me.

The fingertips tapped on the table, and the reverberation made Chang Zhi feel hairy.

"Ke Lan, if you don't go to the New Year's Eve party, who will you go to?" A girl passing by her suddenly smiled mockingly, "Isn't Jiang Lang exhausted, so he didn't dare to go?"

Ruan Ruan raised her eyes to look at her, and quickly found information about her in her mind.

This girl's name is Zhuang Qing, and she and the original owner both ordered festivals, but only one-sidedly.

At last year's party, Zhuang Qing thought that her carefully prepared program would definitely become the focus of the audience, so she told many of her friends about it.

As a result, the original owner stole the limelight with a self-created ancient song, and Zhuang Qing was ridiculed for a long time because of this incident.

She has been brooding over this matter, this year Ruan Ruan didn't want to go, so she couldn't help but sneer.

"What do you mean exhausted? It's just a party, does Ke Lan have to go? You're kidnapping by morality." Chang Zhi sneered and glanced at her.

"Besides, you are amazing, why don't you go?"

Ruan Ruan didn't speak, just picked up the phone and typed a few words on it.

Then she raised her head and looked at the monitor, "I've changed my mind, I'll go."

In previous years, the original owner would take the initiative to participate in the performance of the New Year's Eve party.

Lu Chenyi seemed to have noticed something, if she didn't go, it would be too obvious.

Zhuang Qing couldn't bear the face of Chang Zhi's words, so she turned around and left with a cold snort.

She wants to see what tricks she can come up with this year.
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For the New Year's Eve party, the scene has been set up, and the students who have a show have already entered the venue in advance to prepare.

Ruan Ruan doesn't have much talent either, probably what she does most is throwing a knife with her hands.

However, the original owner has a lot of things, and her foundation is not bad. She took advantage of these few days to sharpen her sword, and there was still time.

(End of this chapter)