No one knows the strategy better than me!

I do not believe.

Zhou Nanze stared at the [lover] and rubbed his eyes.

I do not believe.

He rolled his eyes again, and he almost didn't do eye exercises.

But on the panel, next to Zhan Mo's character relationship, there is still "Lovers" hanging brightly.

It even flicked and started to pink, like a mockery of him.

It's unreasonable, it's impossible, it's unscientific.Zhou Nanze thought in a panic, that's right, there must be something wrong with this idiot panel, it has always been very stupid, and it is not impossible for something to go wrong.

But at this moment, a reminder popped up on the panel.

Reminder: Please do not question the professionalism of the panel for emotional cognition because of the unconventional ending.During the game, the panel has made many prompts, which is the player's problem. :)

It's the player's problem :)

These words are even marked in bright red, and they are accompanied by lively animations.

Zhou Nanze was confused.

That's right, during the strategy process, the panel did remind... But how can normal players expect this?He thought that it would be very difficult for Raider Zhanmo to become a good brother, how could he possibly think of it, and still be like this?

A bullet screen repeatedly floated in Zhou Nanze's mind: No, I treat you as a brother, how could you?

Accepting the reality and recovering, he realized that Zhan Mo was still curled up in his arms.

Obviously it was the same action as before, but after knowing what Zhan Mo was thinking, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

The body in his arms was so hot, he was hugged so tightly, and the soft hair scratched his chin a little itchy.

Zhanmo moved up a bit, and his hot breath sprayed on his neck.

Why did Zhanmo rub in his arms... Wait, is he rubbing?

Zhou Nanze really wanted to push Zhan Mo away and fled.But his rigorous thinking prevented him from doing so, because there was no way to explain it.

Is he going to say to Zhanmo: Brother hey, I have a game board that can record your favorability, through the board I found out that you have bad intentions for me, so stay away from me from now on!

how could it be possible! (╯°°)╯︵┻━┻

Not only could he not, he had to pretend nothing happened.

He encouraged himself in his heart: Come on, Zhou Nanze, you can do it!You are a man with the title of [I won’t watch the Oscars without you]!It's easy to play the role of Wen Runzi, a good student, a dangerous boss, even if you play a dog, the dog is not as good as your dog!

Act, do your best.

But, who will tell him...

Where should his hands be placed!

He used to hug Zhanmo to rua, and he didn't take it seriously at all, but now he couldn't find a place to start, and he stood awkwardly in mid-air with both hands for a long time.

It doesn't seem right to put it on the waist.

Put it on your back?It's not particularly good either.

Butt... Hey!What are you thinking! !

After struggling for a long time, when he put his hand on Zhan Mo's back, he felt almost burning heat from his palm.

He really wanted to ask Zhan Mo if he had a fever, but on second thought, it might be his own problem.

If there is a problem, it is generally his problem.

Zhou Nanze, who has been hit hard, finally has some b numbers now.

Zhan Mo felt that Zhou Nanze had been avoiding him these days.

He didn't do it obviously, but Zhan Mo could see it.They live together all day long, go to the same class in the same school, and see each other without looking up. The time spent together has been significantly reduced these days.

When Zhou Nanze sat close to him, he always found an excuse to leave after a while.He used to like to hug his shoulders and rua his hair, these little gestures made him sour and expectant.Lately, that intimacy has all but disappeared.

Moreover, there was always an indescribable awkwardness between Zhou Nanze's words and deeds.

Is he angry?

But Zhan Mo wanted to scratch his head, but couldn't figure out how he had offended Zhou Nanze.

Tomorrow's birthday was fine.

When the depressed Zhan Mo was bored, he opened the forum where the mental patients had a wide range of ideas.At this time, his post has reached more than 600 floors.

[hot!] [seeking diagnosis] how to treat this?

……

[601L] How was it last time!Has the landlord kissed you yet?

Zhan Mo sent a reply.

[602L][The landlord] No, hugged.

Before waiting for the weird "kswl" to start stacking, he sent out another one.

[603L][The original poster] But since that day, I feel that he is avoiding me.Is he angry?Can't figure it out.

He put down his phone, and checked the reply after a while.

[604L] It feels like he's shy.

[605L] I feel the truth upstairs.

[606L][The landlord] He doesn't know.impossible.

[607L] How do you know that it is impossible for him to know? What if he knows but you know that he doesn't know, so you pretend not to know?

[608L] Upstairs nb!

[609L][The original poster] I kept it a secret.Don't want him to know, for fear that he will break up with me.

[610L] Then try to find out why he hides from you.

[611L][The landlord] how to test?

[612L] Haha, we teach you!

[613L] Is it true that a group of psychiatrists teach lz that nothing will happen...

[614L] You yourself are also mentally ill, why should you discriminate here?

……

Zhan Mo went through layer by layer, read the suggestions of many sand sculpture netizens, and ruled out many.

Some of it, maybe, probably, might, make sense?

On Thursday, it was another day of hard work for the students of Bei'an No. [-] Middle School.

In the self-study room, Zhou Nanze finished explaining a difficult problem to Wen Yiyao, and the latter wrote the calculation on the paper with ease, and said happily, "Thank you, brother!"

Zhou Nanze waved his hands in a trance: "It's okay, it's a matter of little effort."

Wen Yiyao keenly noticed his suspicious mental state, and asked: "What's the matter with you recently? I always see you wandering away, do you have any troubles?"

"Yes." Zhou Nanze admitted happily.

Wen Yiyao originally planned to leave, but now she has lost her energy.

"what's up?"

"Forget it, let me tell you, you won't be able to guess it anyway."

Zhou Nanze set a flag casually.

"I have a friend A. He has a good friend B. One day he suddenly discovered that B likes him. What's the matter?"

"Oh..." Wen Yiyao said meaningfully, looked at Zhou Nanze, hesitated to speak, but still couldn't hold back.

"You and Zhanmo?"

Zhou Nanze was stupid again.

He'd been stupid twice in the same week, and he'd never felt so retarded.

"How did you guess it?!"

"It's pretty obvious." Wen Yiyao said, "Just ask him to clarify."

"I..." Zhou Nanze struggled. "Don't dare."

"You are so cowardly."

"..."

What's the matter with you old girl, how can you be so good at stabbing a knife?

He thought for a while, and said, "I'm afraid I'll get into trouble with him, and we won't be able to be friends."

"It doesn't exist. Don't you know how much he cares about you? When Fu Haohui provoked you, he almost killed you that day. I found out from Fu Haohui. I guess he would rather be with you I only want to be friends for a lifetime, and I don’t want to sever ties with you.”

"Huh? I really don't know about it."

Well done.Zhou Nanze silently added in his heart.

Wen Yiyao shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "My personal suggestion is for reference only. Don't do multiple-choice questions before you understand all the options."

What do you mean?

Before Zhou Nanze had time to ask, Wen Yiyao packed up her books and changed to another place to indulge in her studies, not wanting to get involved in other people's affairs.

At this moment, the slight friction sound of pulling the chair rang in his ears, he turned his head and saw Zhan Mo's expressionless face.

He spread out a book, propped his chin, and said to Zhou Nanze, "Can you give me a sermon question?"

Zhou Nanze took a look, heh, mathematics, it's rare for a young genius like him?

Upon closer inspection, it became more and more strange.

...How did he feel that IMO had a similar question before time travel?

"It's difficult, isn't it necessary?"

"I want to hear it." Zhanmo insisted.

"Let me try."

Zhou Nanze stared at the proof question, thinking that his hair was about to fall out, when he suddenly felt that something was not right.

Zhan Mo unconsciously sat closer, half of his body was almost pressed against him, and his chin rested on his shoulder.

His train of thought is like a fragile circuit, which is broken when Zhan Mo touches it.

b and k, take a0, b0, and then what happens...

He was so close.

One root is a0, and the other is recorded as alpha...

There was a rub on the shoulder.

Zhou Nanze couldn't help it anymore, he turned his head and said to Zhan Mo irritably, "Can you stop putting your head on my shoulder?"

Zhanmo raised his head, a trace of grievance appeared in his eyes. "You can, I can't?"

Zhou Nanze choked.

Yes, when he didn't know Zhanmo's mind before, he often put his head on someone's shoulder from behind and watched Zhanmo play games.

"No, I'm solving the problem." He prevaricated.

Zhanmo confirmed: "Playing games is fine, but not solving problems?"

Zhou Nanze choked again.

Zhan Mo is really not a normal person, is he?This is not a question of playing games and solving problems, brother dei!

In the end, Zhou Nanze, who had no idea how to deal with it, declared complete defeat.

"Well, you're right, you can play games, but you can't solve problems."

Zhan Mo sat up straight obediently, pulling some distance away from him, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhou Nanze continued to carry out the hair loss activity. He thought hard for a while, and finally had a flash of inspiration. "Proof by contradiction, I thought of it!"

"Come on, let me tell you..."

Zhou Nanze chattered for nearly half an hour, stopped and drank several sips of water, and the draft paper in front of him was filled with three pages.

After finally finishing speaking, he showed a satisfied smile, turned his head to look at Zhan Mo: "will you?"

Zhanmo actually didn't listen at all.That question was just a cover, he was not interested in the question at all, and his eyes were glued to Zhou Nanze the whole time.

When asked by Zhou Nanze, Zhan Mo, who was still wandering in the sky, couldn't react for a while, and blinked blankly.

"Huh?...Ah, yes."

Zhou Nanze looked at him suspiciously, and tore off the draft paper, revealing a blank page below.

He handed the pen to Zhan Mo: "You do it again."

Zhanmo: "?"

Netizens of Shen Jingbing said that the topic of the lecture is usually the beginning of love. How did you get to him? The script is not right?