Male God System, I'm just a girl!

Jiang Shuo chewed the fish in his mouth in small bites, delaying his answer.

He didn't know whether he should make such a request. After all, Li Nianqing knew nothing about that man's story.

There is no obligation to compromise for him.

But he had his reasons for saying it out loud. He couldn't allow a close friend to become a knife or a victim.

"I want to recommend someone."

Jiang Shuo finally spoke.

Li Nianqing was not surprised to hear him say this.

Ever since Xu Yao said she wanted to let Brother Cheng enter the space, she understood that someone would definitely suggest bringing a friend along.

In this world, family love is not the only thing worth investing in.

There is also friendship, love, or some other special emotions.

The order of these emotions is different for different people, which is what makes people unique.

But after thinking it over, Li Nianqing still couldn't guess who Jiang Shuo wanted to talk about.

She had known Jiang Shuo since childhood, so she naturally knew who were around Jiang Shuo.

If someone was that important, she should at least have heard of him.

"Who?"

It shouldn't be one of his ex-girlfriends. For someone like Jiang Shuo, the true love he meets must be different from others.

"Ranger. You probably don't know him."

"Sister Lan?"

Could she have guessed wrong? What kind of secret love story is this?

"Lan for orchid, Jie for outstanding. A boy."

Li Nianqing shook his head, indicating that he really didn't know.

"You know that No. 1 Middle School has always had a special training class, right?"

That’s right. There is a special training class for each grade in the junior and senior high school departments of No. 1 Middle School.

The students in this class have both special strengths in certain areas and certain physical or psychological defects.

No. 1 Middle School trains them, on the one hand, to allow talents to develop, and on the other hand, it is also a charitable act for the reputation of the city’s No. 1 Middle School.

"Langjie is in the same grade as us, but he is two years older than me. He is born with autism and has an extraordinary memory. The year we were in junior high school, he was sent to our school by the director of the welfare home. After a series of tests, he was diagnosed with hyperthymesia. The school was reluctant to reveal the details, but he was successfully enrolled in the school."

Such a description did not give Li Nianqing a clearer memory, but made her more confused.

In her impression, hyperthymesia is a rare phenomenon in the mental field, and people with this kind of memory can easily stand out.

But the fact is, in her three years of junior high school and three years of high school, she had never heard of this name.

Although the school has given extra protection to the special training classes, it is still a school after all, and rumors spread very quickly inside.

Jiang Shuo could see Li Nianqing's confusion and continued to explain Lanjie's situation.

"He was very resistant to accepting new information, so he didn't create any academic miracles during his time in school. What really kept him in school was his strength."

"He doesn't have exaggerated muscles, but he can lift 170kg. His bones are very hard and he has great endurance. The school trained him in the direction of sports. You have never paid much attention to sports, so it's normal that you don't know him."

"Then how did you know him?"

Jiang Shuo had the nerve to say that she didn't care about sports. They were both the same, neither was much better.

"This... the matter between my father and stepmother. Wasn't I particularly rebellious when I was in the second grade of junior high school? During the rebellious period, it is inevitable that one's mind is full of fighting and getting into trouble. At that time, I got in trouble with the school thugs and was blocked in the school to cause trouble."

"After school, there were not many people in the school. At that time, there were about ten people who surrounded me on the playground. They wanted me to apologize to their eldest brother. That man has golden knees, so I fought with them."

"Two fists can't beat four hands, not to mention that those fists and feet came from all directions. I quickly curled up to resist the external attacks, thinking that it would not end peacefully. Unexpectedly, just after I was hit a few times, someone suddenly came over. In less than two minutes, the group of thugs were all beaten away."

"At that time, Ranjie was wearing our school uniform, with a paper clip of his name and the phone number of his homeroom teacher pinned to his clothes. I knew most of the people in the grade, if not all of them, but I had never seen this person. I guessed he was in the special class, and wanted to sneak him out to eat something."

The training class is very strict, and this strictness is not only reflected in learning, but also in daily life.

They cannot leave school except at certain times.

This is actually a form of protection. After all, for teenagers, whether they have physical or mental illnesses, it is very dangerous for them to run away alone without supervision.

The school cannot afford such a responsibility, so it simply adopts a one-size-fits-all approach.

"When I was communicating with him, I realized that he didn't have the ability to socialize. He didn't look autistic at first glance. His eyes weren't very bright, but they were definitely not dull. He seemed to have his own reasons for not wanting to speak."

"Me too. At that time, all I could think about was fighting. I didn't know how to say it, how to express it, or how to do it. So I'm quite happy to have met such a person."

"So I gave him my school uniform jacket and took him out of the school to eat oden."

Jiang Shuo recalled that he even felt that he could see the happiness on Lan Jie's face at that time. Although he didn't say anything and didn't smile, he could just feel it.

He couldn't tell whether he sympathized with Ranger or simply needed a friend who couldn't talk.

Anyway, he sent Ranger back and agreed to meet again on the playground in a few days.

Every time, they would appear there tacitly, then sneak out of the school to eat something, and then send Ranger back.

They gradually became friends and had their first communication.

"Ranger."

Ranger said so.

Jiang Shuo then realized that he had never introduced himself.

So he also said briefly: "Jiang Shuo."

"Jiang...Shuo..." Lan Jie stumbled repeatedly, but every time he saw Jiang Shuo afterwards, he would call his name to say hello.

This secret friendship lasted for four years until Ranger suddenly left school in his senior year of high school.

"Later, we had a chance to eat together, and after we got to know each other, we had some brief exchanges. The year we graduated, he left school and joined the provincial weightlifting team, but he was ostracized and left the team, and ended up with nowhere to go. By then, he was already an adult, and the welfare home couldn't continue to support him, so I found him later and let him live with me."

"I haven't told anyone. I know it's wrong, but I can't bring it up with you."

Li Nianqing watched Jiang Shuo confessing the past that she didn't know about, and realized that he didn't feel ashamed of Lan Jie, but felt ashamed of himself.

Perhaps he had thought about speaking up, but many concerns prevented him from having the chance.

"You did what you could, and you told me now. We can figure this out together. It's not too late."

"He may not be able to communicate with me, so I need you to help me make sure he won't hurt us."

As a friend of Jiang Shuo, this is the greatest support Li Nianqing can give.