I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

As soon as Ling Xing returned to the classroom, Ji Yan and Qiu Yilin followed her back to the classroom one after the other.

In the weather in early September, the autumn tiger is still very fierce. No one wants to sweat outside because of the air conditioner in the classroom.

Ling Xing didn't pay much attention to them, and when he got back to his seat, he saw his deskmate Zeng Zhile biting his pen cap with a thoughtful expression, like an ignorant child, and looked very cute.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but after a long time, her eyes slowly fell on Ling Xing, and she tentatively touched Ling Xing's arm with a pen: "Hey, at the same table, do you feel that the last question A little twisted?"

Not long after handing in the test paper, Ling Xing still had some impressions of the last big question that troubled her. She thought about it carefully: "It's a bit convoluted, but I calculated that the last question is Type B, which is not valid and has no solution."

"Woo..." Zeng Zhile whimpered suddenly, and lay down on the desk sadly: "I did the calculations several times, but I still couldn't find the answer. Then I thought, the exam questions at the beginning of school should not be so exciting, so I finally forgot it again. Twice, randomly calculated an answer and filled it in."

The results of the two are basically the same.

Ling Xing was not sure that her answer was correct, so she comforted her deskmate: "Your answer is not necessarily wrong, and mine is not necessarily correct. When the test papers are sent out, the teacher will definitely explain the question. .”

"That's right." Zeng Zhile sat upright: "Instead of entanglement, it's better to ask Su Qingluo."

But until the class bell rang, Su Qingluo didn't come back.

Ling Xing heard the electronic sound again.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the favorability value of the male lead is +5, and the total favorability value of the male lead is currently 8, please continue to work hard on the host."

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Across the aisle, before the teacher on the podium started his lecture, Ling Xing glanced sideways at Ji Yan.

The afternoon sun was very strong, and the curtains in the classroom were closed.

The young man sat by the window and looked up at the teacher on the podium. His back was straight, and his profile was graceful and soft, giving people a feeling of being easy to get along with.

I only met Qiu Yilin a few times, and my affection value reached 8 points at one point, isn't it easy to get along with?

Qiu Yilin has a system. Although it is absurd, Ling Xing's ability to accept it is extraordinary, and she was forced to accept it long before school started.

It's one thing to be forced to accept it, but it's another thing to hear that Qiu Yilin has conquered Ji Yan a little bit and will soon be rewarded for the strategy.

Her mentality was somewhat affected, and she didn't even listen to what the teacher said in this class.

The last class in the afternoon is a self-study class. In the first half of the class, Teacher Yu is watching in the classroom. The classroom is as quiet as a chicken, and only the sound of doing questions and flipping books can be heard.

The teachers on the podium in the second half of the class were called out by the dean. Almost the second they disappeared, the quiet classroom erupted in an instant.

After a long summer vacation, the wildness in the bones of many students has long been released, and few of them can really calm down to study unless they are watched by the teacher.

A few boys at the front desk were playing around, and accidentally ran into Ling Xing's desk when they retreated to hide, and hurriedly turned around with a smile and said sorry.

Politeness is quite polite, but the noise is too loud.

In the noisy classroom, where does it look like a class?

The new squad leader has become a buddha, following the principle of joining as soon as he can't control it, he felt at ease and chatted with his deskmate.

"Tsk!" Zeng Zhile got a headache from the noise, dropped the pen in his hand and leaned on the back table.

She used a bit of strength, and the empty back table couldn't bear her strength, and the legs of the table rubbed against the ground making creaking noises.

Out of the corner of her eye, Ling Xing glanced at her open notebook, on which was a half-drawn cartoon.

If you ignore the abrupt black line, the drawing is not bad.

It seems that her deskmate didn't calm down to study either.

The air conditioner in the classroom is forced to limit the temperature, and 26° is not a suitable temperature for some students.

A few bold ones, knowing that the temperature of the air conditioner could not be lowered, still reluctantly moved to the side of the air conditioner at the back of the classroom, pressed the downward inverted triangle several times, and the number showing 26° did not move at all.

"Ding! Remind the host that the plot is officially unfolding."

In the noisy classroom, the electronic sound is not so clear.

Come again?

Ling Xing moved to the left, put his elbows on the desk and supported his forehead, pretending to read a book, but actually listening to how the plot unfolded.

"Plot reminder: The heroine is in charge of designing the blackboard newspaper for the class, and won the No.2 ranking in the school evaluation. The task of the host this time is to design the blackboard newspaper for the heroine, and achieve the same level as the heroine or higher than the original book. achievements."

"The host will get random rewards and follow-up plot prompts if the mission is successful. If the mission fails, the favorability points obtained from the hero or individual supporting characters will be deducted, and there will be no follow-up plot prompts."

Blackboard newspaper?

Qiu Yilin's voice was very low, Ling Xing couldn't hear what she was talking to the system, but she could only see her looking back at the blackboard at the back of the classroom.

When she turned her head back, Ling Xing also glanced at the blackboard behind. The blackboard newspaper drawn by the former classmate of class two and three in high school was good, but after a long time of baptism, the patterns of the painting and the handwriting of the excerpts have been blurred in many places, and Dust was evident on the blackboard.

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Every year, the blackboard newspaper is undoubtedly the most important thing for the head teacher.

Ling Xing began to wonder if the heroine that the system said was her after all. She couldn't draw at all, so how could she take up such a thing as drawing a blackboard newspaper, which is related to the collective honor of the class?

The noisy classroom suddenly quieted down at this moment, which was a sign of the teacher's return. The students immediately sat upright one by one, opening their books and pretending to be studying.

After a few seconds of silence, there was no sign of the teacher either outside the corridor or in the classroom, and then there was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and the commotion broke out again.

The story of the wolf is coming can't be played too much, which means that when the teacher really walks into the classroom from the back, the noisy classroom quiets down a little bit from the back to the front.

There are also a few boys who don't know what they are talking about, and they are chatting to the point of excitement, because under the teacher's nose, they patted the table "hahaha" and laughed, and then one of the students inadvertently looked up and saw the teacher's expressionless face. There was a loud noise...

The teacher was very angry and the consequences were serious.

Because of discipline and lack of self-discipline, the students were forced to accept a bowl of chicken soup for the soul sent by Teacher Yu in the second half of the class.

There is always one thing in common between teachers and teachers, and they will pour chicken soup for the soul to the students.

When the school bell rang, Teacher Yu was slapping the blackboard eraser and talking about the excitement, without any intention of saying that the get out of class was over.

They were forced to stay.

When the chicken soup was almost filled, Teacher Yu took out a piece of A4 paper from there, looked at it twice, and clicked on the names of two classmates——

"Ling Xing, Zeng Zhile, these two students, please stand up."

Ling Xing and Zeng Zhile looked at each other in confusion, and stood up together.

They sat at the back, and many students looked back with curious eyes.

Teacher Yu looked at them in surprise for a while, and a smile slowly appeared on his majestic face: "It turns out that you two are at the same table, which is quite a coincidence."

"I learned from your head teacher in the first year of high school that Zeng Zhile is better at drawing, and Ling Xing is good at handwriting. This time our class's blackboard newspaper..."

Ling Xing thumped in his heart, and at this moment he couldn't tell what it was like, only one thing was very clear, what was supposed to come would really come.

Until Teacher Yu finished arranging the blackboard newspaper and walked out of the classroom, Qiu Yilin didn't say anything, she just looked back at the blackboard newspaper inexplicably after school, her eyes were full of determination to win.

Ling Xing was inexplicably looking forward to the direction of the next thing.