I Became an Anonymous Boss

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"I can hear you, but this is not asking for your opinion." Duan Mujin replied very straightforwardly: "This is to inform you, not to ask you."

"?" Bai Taki slowly put out a question mark: "You have a question, old classmate."

"Then let me put it another way." Duan Mujin thought for a while, then hooked her fingers: "I made some fun for you, sir, do you want to show me your face?"

Chapter 21 Ice Sculpture = Iceberg + Sand Sculpture

Shirataki thought for a moment that he had an auditory hallucination, so he asked her to repeat it again, to make sure that he had heard correctly.

Having known Duan Mujin for seven years, I never thought that she would say such vulgar words.

I thought she was a noble and glamorous girl, either Li Huazuo or Yukinoshita.

As a result, half of the characters who stood up for less than a chapter collapsed after this opening.

"Hiss..." Bai Taki took a breath, "Girl, please respect yourself."

"You are allowed to pretend to be crazy and foolish, and I am not allowed to show you some color?" Duan Mujin asked expressionlessly.

"Is this the reason for your flirting?" Bai Taki immediately shook his head: "You really have something wrong, there is a conspiracy..."

"It's not a conspiracy, it's something interesting." Duan Mujin picked up a piece of green vegetables: "I ask you a simple question, do you think you are a special person in the world?"

Shirataki rubbed his nose: "I... it's okay, I still belong to the category of ordinary people."

Duan Mujin's chopsticks paused for a second.

Shirataki was very modest: "Look at me, an ordinary college student who is pure and kind, apart from being able to do a few simple mid-air splits and occasionally exercising, how can I have any special skills..."

The corner of Duan Mujin's mouth stopped chewing.

Shirataki continued: "It is said that when a person realizes that the world does not revolve around him, he should grow up. How can I have the special idea that I am the only one in the world? This is absolutely impossible. Yep! Haven’t you heard the saying – conceit will bring everyone to their knees…I’m too young to be beaten by society so I’ve beaten myself up so many times in the bottom of my heart to make sure I don’t get too carried away , which is called self-knowledge.”

Duan Mujin fell into silence.

Shirataki asked strangely: "Why don't you talk anymore?"

Duan Mujin looked sideways: "You are such a clever little ghost."

Shirataki stood up resolutely: "I'll go back if I'm fine."

Duan Mujin emphasized: "There is something."

Shirataki had already got up, completely pretending he didn't hear.

But when he came to the door, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Shirataki paused abruptly, the biology lab here has been occupied by Duan Mujin for a long time, no one came at all, after all students tend to concentrate on activities in the new campus, and few people come to the old campus, let alone at noon.

The sound of knocking came from the middle of the door, with a height of about 1.5 meters. The position of an ordinary person knocking on the door is parallel to the position from his chin to his throat. This person is between 1.6 meters and 1.6 meters tall. In addition, judging from the gentle force of the percussion and the unhurried movements, it should be a woman.

The sound of knocking is crisp and clear, using knuckles, knocking three times, not in a hurry, and each knocking pauses for about one second, which proves that the knocker is not looking for someone, and there is a high probability that he is psychologically prepared to come Knock on the door, the implicit premise is to make sure there is someone in the room.

Duan Mujin doesn't have that many friends, obviously this person was called by her.

Combined with the topic of her small talk at lunch today, it is clear that she is deliberately delaying time in order to wait for someone to arrive...

No, I still fell for it!Duan Mujin, you plot against me!

Shirataki realized it, but he didn't have time to turn around and stare at her.

Just now, the analysis is as fierce as a tiger, but thinking also takes time.

He had just reacted here, but Duan Mujin had already spoken on the other side.

"The door is unlocked, please come in."

At this time, the door handle was twisted, and the person outside the door had already opened the door.

Shirataki realized that it was too late, so he made up his mind and was considering whether to rush out from here.

Anyway, with my own body skills, as long as I release my skills fast enough, with the eyesight of ordinary people, I can only see afterimages at most.

The only troublesome thing is Duan Mujin, who will see her unique agility again.

You could fool me last time, how can you fool me this time?

It can't be said that after playing thousands of games, he suddenly became lucky and learned the flash skill without a teacher, right?

What if the innocent kid takes it seriously?

Don't those older middle school students have to practice Kamen Rider transformation hundreds of times every day?

Shirataki was distracted for another second, and then the door was pushed open in front of him.

He paused for a moment, thinking about whether to walk sideways, then raised his eyes and saw a lovely girl.

She should be a college student, but she still retains the youthful youth of a high school student, and she has not completely lost her shyness and restraint.

Conservative dress, no stockings, knee-length skirt, white shirt and dark blue jacket, standard girl hair style, black long straight.

Unlike Duan Mujin's delicate oval face, the round face is slightly cute.

No makeup, pure makeup, full of aura, not only seen in life, but can be included in the top ten.

Good-looking creatures, good-looking creatures...

Shirataki had already started clasping his fists in his heart.

He was about to say something, but suddenly there was a tingling sensation, and a faint golden gleam lit up in his sight.

He narrowed his eyes, and the depths of the strange-colored pupils were covered with a layer of black magic, covering the tingling sensation of the golden light.

This is completely a subconscious reaction, he is walking the way of the devil, practicing the magic technique of the sky, its characteristic is domineering, and he will fight back immediately when he is provoked.

So before Shirataki could find the source of the golden light, he heard the sound of something breaking.

But seeing the string of rosary ornaments worn on the girl's wrist burst directly, and the beads engraved with Sanskrit were ejected like marbles, bouncing and rolling in the corridor.

Her expression froze for an instant, she raised her head blankly, and looked at Shirataki, her eyes gradually frightened.

The small face turned pale in an instant, and then his eyes were blank, pretending to be invisible.

In the end, as if he couldn't bear the suffering in this world, he closed his eyes, leaned back straight, and fell down.

A thud.

She lay down, lying very peacefully.

Shirataki didn't reach out to help her, just watched her fall down.

The straight man of steel, Bai Daxia, was afraid that this was some new way of touching porcelain, so he stayed on the sidelines.

But there was no response after waiting for a long time, he took a closer look, carefully tested the girl's breath, and touched the pulse door.

It was confirmed that she had indeed fainted, and the mental pressure caused her to faint directly.

So... what's going on here?

Why did this school girl faint when she glanced at me?

Duan Mujin also approached in a wheelchair at this time: "What happened?"

Shirataki spread his hands: "I don't know, did she suffer from heat stroke?"

Duan Mujin glanced at the junior girl lying on the ground, and at Bai Taki with an innocent face.

She took another look at the pale junior who seemed to be having a nightmare and trembling after fainting, and then at Shirataki who was pretending to be innocent but secretly hiding a smile and ugly thoughts...

"I understand!" Miss Duanmu made a quick decision.

"You know a hammer! Don't talk about your mental activities, whoever pretends to be innocent!" Bai Taki almost spat at her, and pointed at the girl on the ground: "What should I do? Putting it on the ground is not a solution what."

"Yes, she will catch a cold." Duan Mujin nodded: "You can add a blanket to her."

"...Is this the problem?" Shirataki didn't answer for a moment.

"Don't you think it's not enough? There is an alcohol lamp in the laboratory, light some for her..."

"You are the Seven Star Lantern calling for life?" Bai Taki said, "Is it appropriate for her to lie here?"

"Do you think it's appropriate? If it's not appropriate, what should I do?" Duan Mujin restrained her stupid attitude, and asked sharply: "Since you know what to do, why do you have to ask for my opinion? I can't move her, so I can only move her." You decide, either let her lie down, or carry her into the lab."

"This, this...whether a man or a woman can kiss each other." Bai Taki blushed.

"Then just don't think of yourself as a man, I can lend you a little skirt to wear."

Shirataki split open.

"Oh, my dear old classmate, I suddenly began to miss the days when we couldn't speak more than thirty sentences a year." Bai Taki put on a look of nostalgia: "You... Gao The cold man has collapsed."

"High cold?" Duan Mujin asked strangely: "When did you have this illusion?"

"Illusion?" Shirataki said: "I didn't know that your character used to be so out-of-the-ordinary. Aren't you an iceberg beauty? What about your reserve!"

"That's because we are not familiar, if we are familiar enough..."

"if?"

"Icebergs are melting and there's a lot of water flow."

"Please don't show me color!"

"I said saliva."

"Drooling all over your body, scumbag!"

Chapter 22 The Visible Girl

Cold, shaking, scared.

Before opening the door of the laboratory, Rei Hanyu never thought that he would encounter such an indescribable horror.

The consecrated Buddha beads purchased at a high price shattered and shattered in an instant.

With a figure shrouded in black mist and blood-colored ferocious pupils, he looked like a demon god.

The condensed black mist exudes an astonishing coldness, as if the depths of the soul are frozen.