I'm a god in the infinite game

"Mu Sicheng!" A loud and angry female voice woke up from the memory he had escaped for a long time, "Why are you stealing again?"

17-year-old Mu Sicheng lazily raised his head from his desk, his face was full of displeasure and provocation of being woken up from sleep: "Yuan Qingqing, I steal something, what's your business?"

"We don't know each other well?"

"I'm familiar with you, I'm the class monitor!" Yuan Qingqing slapped the table angrily, "I told you not to play pranks anymore, and give the stolen things to me, and I'll give them back to you!"

"I won't pay it back." Mu Sicheng stretched his back on the table, "Who will prove that I took it, and you show the evidence? Huh?"

"I saw it." Yuan Qingqing suddenly calmed down?, "I saw you flipping through Ma Cailiang's schoolbag at noon, and I saw with my own eyes that you took his dormitory key."

"I know you did this because you hated what Ma Cailiang did before, but you shouldn't punish him in this way."

"Stealing things? That's wrong, Mu Sicheng."

"It's already 10:30, and the boys' dormitory will turn off the lights in half an hour. Ma Cailiang has been making trouble in his dormitory for half an hour." Yuan Qingqing stretched out her hand in front of Mu Sicheng, with a serious expression on her face, " Give me his key."

Mu Sicheng's eyelids drooped, he looked up at the monitor with his pockets in his pockets.

He transferred here two months ago. As for the reason for the transfer, naturally it was stealing?

How many times did he get demerited? Then he transferred to another school. His parents have always been ashamed of his habit, and if something happened, he would transfer to another school. The farther away from where they were, the better. For Mu Sicheng, it was a common thing.

As for stealing things? This matter... Mu Sicheng has this habit, just like some children like to play pranks, he likes to steal things?

The more challenging something is, the more something that can make people's face change drastically after stealing it, the more he likes to hide it. After admiring the other person's expression, he throws it out slowly, Seeing the other party holding the things he lost and regained for the rest of his life? Cry loudly.

Mu Sicheng's parents couldn't stand his habit in the early days and beat him many times, but they still couldn't change it. The parents who love face even secretly took him to a mental hospital once.

What did the psychiatrist say?

[...Because of the parents' long-term neglect of the child, the child did not receive enough attention when he was growing up, and when he reached adolescence, he would form a kind of rebellion, stealing things? In fact, it was just a way for the child to attract attention? Way, you should spend more time with him. 】

This doctor is actually quite right. In the early days, his parents worked hard outside, so they left him to his grandfather to take care of them. After these two people finished their hard work, it seemed that the people around them were all starting to fight for children. , His parents suddenly remembered that there was such a son as him, so they took Mu Sicheng back and brought him with him.

Mu Sicheng didn't dislike this psychiatrist, and had a frank chat with him twice—[I just hate these? 】

【I understand. 】The psychiatrist was very friendly, 【Can you change the way? Can you try to communicate with them? 】.

Originally, Mu Sicheng planned to listen to what the psychiatrist said, and to find someone to chat with casually. It was not that he didn't know that he was abnormal, but his parents didn't see any results after a month of treatment, so they just The treatment process was completely stopped.

His parents quarreled with the helpless doctor in the treatment room: "I paid so much money just to come? Did you ask him to chat with you?"

"Can chatting cure his bad habit of being a thief? Can chatting make him stop?! Don't you have some mind-controlling drugs here, don't you have electrotherapy? It's not like we can't afford the money, you give it all? Come on him!"

"You know that he steals things? If it gets out, how embarrassing is it for us?!"

Mu Sicheng waited boredly to play video games outside the treatment room, looked down at his hysterical parents who asked the doctor to refund the money, and suddenly didn't want to be treated.

He steals? Can make these two people? It's so uncomfortable, and it's fine.

Many people can't understand Mu Sicheng stealing things, because his family background is actually not bad, and it can even be said to be quite good. His parents have worked so hard for so long, and if there is nothing else, he can take care of the money.

But money is not given for free. Mu Sicheng also needs to do a lot of things, such as getting better test scores, having special skills, going out with them, not being ashamed in front of those "people", and having to be better than those "people". Children are a thousand times better.

[Those? People?] They are the ones his parents have worked so hard to finally enter. They can be regarded as people in the upper circle. These? People? are different from his parents of ordinary background. Parents are very aggrieved and feel that they can't compare in everything, but they really want to compare with this group of people?

"If I had a background like this..." This is what his father often said when he was drunk.

"If only I could have a family like that..." Is this what his mother often said when she was crying?

His parents disliked his parentage, which he was much like his parents--and he didn't like it either.

Mu Sicheng is the weapon of his parents, because he is excellent, at least better than the children of many people in this circle. those human things?

He has good grades, is good at sports, and is pretty smart in everything he does. He has a rather flattering face. He can be called handsome when he goes out, and he can play some extreme sports, which makes many children in that circle like him. I admire him a lot and think he is cool and handsome.

But this kind of admiration and praise only lasted until Mu Sicheng was discovered stealing something for the first time, and then the whole school reported it.

After he went back that day, his parents were sitting in the living room as if the sky had fallen. His mother was crying all over her makeup, and his father slapped him. They asked him viciously:

"Why do you do such a thing!"

"Do you know how much face you have lost to me!"

They scolded him, taught him, transferred him to another school, and hoped that he would be enlightened and become the original [Mu Sicheng] who made them look good, not the current [Mu Sicheng] who is full of bad marks. Four sincerity].

But again and again, and again and again, the parents finally gave up on him in disgust, and transferred him to Class [-] of a high school in an eighteenth-tier city—that is, the current high school.

"I call you every month for living expenses." His father waved his hand tiredly and bored, "Don't? come back?."

After Mu Sicheng transferred to this school, he became a high-profile school grass for a period of time, but popularity means that while someone likes him, there will also be people who spy on him, and the things that soon surround him He was also discovered, and his reputation fell into a trough again.

But he himself doesn't care much. Mu Sicheng is used to it. If someone likes him, he will be more annoying.

It's not like he hasn't been liked by a group of people, just like that. I don't know why this group of high school students are so chasing after some famous people?

——Mu Sicheng, a sophomore in high school? Thinking contemptuously.

Although everyone tacitly rejects him, Mu Sicheng is a bad guy at first glance. He is tall and good at sports, but there is no one there. He dares to bully him, but he just hides away. There are people in the class? When he lost something?, he would sneak a glance at Mu Sicheng and whisper a few words, not even daring to face him.

This may have something to do with what Mu Sicheng stole. He is not the kind of thief looking for money, but a bit of a [monster thief], or even a [rogue thief].

——All the trousers of the boys who like to lift girls’ skirts in class, the wig of the teacher who scolds the poor students and can only sit on the stage in the future, and the dormitory keys of the boys who bully their roommates.

The last one is Ma Cailiang.

This group of people? Even if they know that Mu Sicheng stole it, after knowing his family background, they dare not do anything to him, dare not speak out, so there are still many people? I really like Mu Sicheng, I think he has a personality Unique, but this group of people? They dare not make friends with Mu Sicheng, because Mu Sicheng is not easy to get along with at first glance.

In the whole class, the only one who dared to challenge Mu Sicheng was the monitor, Yuan Qingqing.

Yuan Qingqing is the monitor of Class [-]. She has a high ponytail, round face and round eyes, so she looks a bit big and looks cute, but she is actually a very serious girl and also a very competitive person. Regardless of whether she is in or out of the class, she is very active in all kinds of competitions, big and small. She is also willing to participate in the elections for school committees in various classes. She is a teacher's favorite student.

But the reputation among the students is a bit subtle—Yuan Qingqing has a nickname called "Small Official Fan".

Because she likes to be in charge very much.

For example, after she knew that Mu Sicheng was stealing, she would stare at Mu Sicheng all the time, and Mu Sicheng was annoyed by the staring. He had never met such a patient person who confronted him so patiently.

His own biological parents were not so patient!

It's like it's eleven o'clock now, and he didn't go back to Yuan Qingqing's dormitory because he didn't go back to Yuan Qingqing's dormitory—he knew that she saw it when he took the key at noon today, and he knew that she would definitely come to investigate, so he didn't go back. This person? He will definitely stop him on his way back to the dormitory!

Mu Sicheng was going to wait in the classroom until the lights were turned off before returning to the boys' dormitory. What he was thinking at the time was that Yuan Qingqing, a well-behaved person, would definitely not go out after the lights were turned off.

But in order to find him, Yuan Qingqing didn't go until the girls' dormitory turned off the lights, so she just found him in the classroom.

Mu Sicheng was really convinced, he put his hands together, and pretended to surrender: "Squad leader, may I call you squad leader, please let me go this time, I will definitely not do it next time."

"I don't know where I lost my key. You asked me to go back tonight and look for it. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Yuan Qingqing's eyes wavered, and she began to hesitate.

Mu Sicheng clicked his tongue in his heart—has he gained experience from fighting with Yuan Qingqing?

This person? Eat soft but not hard.

In the end Yuan Qingqing let go: "You return the key tomorrow."

"I will definitely pay it back!" Mu Sicheng replied pretendingly, "Then can I go back to sleep now?"

Yuan Qingqing paused, stepped aside, she pursed her lips tightly, and emphasized again: "It must be paid back!"

The next day, when Mu Sicheng walked past the classroom office with the buns he had bought from the cafeteria and wiped the bell of the morning reading class, he squinted and saw Yuan Qingqing, Ma Cailiang and Ma Cailiang's parents who were confronting each other in the office. And his class teacher as a teacher.

The first thing that came out was Ma Cailiang's high-pitched male duck voice: "Mu Sicheng must have stolen it! Besides him, who else is so unclean and loves to steal things?!"

Ma Cailiang's parents responded enthusiastically: "Why are there such students in the class?! Stealing things? Last night, our children were locked out for more than half an hour because they didn't have a dormitory key!"

"It's okay to be locked up for more than half an hour?" Yuan Qingqing's strong voice came out, "Student Ma Cailiang locked her roommate out of the door for one night before, making people catch a cold, and now she's still in the hospital Now, isn't the nature of this matter more serious?"

"Student Ma Cailiang has already made a note of this incident. Please be cautious when speaking? Don't casually slander your classmates. There is no evidence to prove that classmate Mu Sicheng took your things!"

Mu Sicheng raised his eyebrows while listening outside the door, and then stopped. He was sure that Yuan Qingqing saw him take the key.

Now this is... lying to defend him?

The arrogance of Ma Cailiang and his parents weakened in front of Yuan Qingqing.

The head teacher, Mr. Ren, took the opportunity to come over to smooth things over: "Student Ma, let's look for it yourself. It doesn't have to be someone who took it. If you forgot it yourself, where did you drop it?"

Ma Cailiang was not reconciled, but looking at Yuan Qingqing, who had her eyebrows raised upside down, and looked at him with a serious face on her hips, she shrank her neck in fear: "...then I'll look for it again."

——In addition to being the class monitor, Yuan Qingqing is also the class representative of the class teacher, the vice-chairman of the student union, and the disciplinary committee member of the class. It can be said that she is in charge of half of the seventh class. A stubborn mind who loves to manage things, he can't get good fruit.

Mu Sicheng hid aside, watching Ma Cailiang scolded his parents with interest, while annoyed what to do if the keys were lost.

The boys here are in a double dormitory, and the keys are not assigned outside. They can only be issued after the school assigns them. Ma Cailiang’s key is missing. It may take half a month to get a new key after reporting. Ma Cailiang can only wait. The roommate's key, but unfortunately, because of his previous behavior, the relationship between Ma Cailiang and his roommate is quite bad. If the other party can give it to him? It will be strange for him to open the door.

Mu Sicheng tossed the key in his hand, admiring Ma Cailiang's crazy look enough, he wrapped it in a steamed stuffed bun bag and threw it into the trash can.

Meanwhile, in the teacher's office.

"Did Qingqing come here to deliver this week's disciplinary inspection?" The class teacher, Mr. Ren, had a very good attitude towards Yuan Qingqing. He reached out to take the disciplinary inspection book handed over by Yuan Qingqing, smiling kindly, "This week our class How are your classmates doing?"

——Disciplinary inspection is a very boring inspection activity in this school. It is linked to the student's Sutuo points. It’s too much, gossip in class counts, being late counts, and failing to hand in homework counts. Generally speaking, it is a very troublesome statistical work, which is done by the discipline committee members of each class.

Generally speaking, the disciplinary committee members of other classes will just turn a blind eye and close one eye if they are not too much, and will not deduct points. Violation of discipline will not care about this Sutuo book.

But once it is found out, it is a very troublesome thing, especially for the class teacher. If the school leaders see the student's violation of discipline, and there is no corresponding deduction in the Sutuo Book, the class teacher? become a little dangerous.

Therefore, the head teacher of each class will repeatedly emphasize that discipline inspections must be done seriously, but there are still very few discipline committee members who do this work seriously.

But Yuan Qingqing is the kind of disciplinary committee member who will seriously conduct disciplinary inspections, and because of this, the head teacher especially likes her.

"Let me take a look..." Class teacher Ren took the plain rubbing book, put on old glasses and glanced at it, "Ma Cailiang spent a week outside the dormitory on Wednesday, and there is no problem with that..."

Mu Sicheng was biting a bun outside the door, and rolled his eyes when he heard "Little Red Flower".

There is a special mentally handicapped thing in Sutuoben, which is the "little red flower". The names of each classmate are arranged along the left side. When a student is qualified today, he should use a stamp of a small red flower to stamp on this small grid, which means that the student is qualified today.

The disciplinary committee members of the other classes were all blind writers, and the whole story was covered with little red flowers. Only Yuan Qingqing would write down the performance of each student every day, and at the end of each week, they would cover each student seriously one by one.

Mu Sicheng has been complaining secretly, thinking that the school who could come up with this thing? is crazy, and also thinks that Yuan Qingqing, who is serious about implementing this thing?, is also crazy.

They are high school students, not small kindergarten classes, and they are still engaged in small red flowers, speechless.

"...Hey, this... There is something wrong with Mu Sicheng's little red flower." The class teacher Ren's doubtful voice came from inside, "Except for yesterday, why are you covered all over?"

"He has been recorded as a major demerit, so he can't cover Xiaohonghua."

"But the big demerit was done by student Mu Sicheng last month." Yuan Qingqing's voice was very stubborn, "This month's student Mu Sicheng has not been demerited. According to the regulations, it can be covered with red flowers." ,teacher."

Mu Sicheng paused as he was about to leave.

"...But rules are rules..." Head teacher Ren was a little bald, and tried helplessly to persuade Yuan Qingqing, "But he caused such a big incident, and the school leaders will hold him accountable when they see that he has been a small red flower."

"They feel that students who have recorded major demerits, such as Su Tuo, are so tall, and if word spreads, the school's reputation will be bad."

"You deleted it after you went back, Qingqing."

"But..." Yuan Qingqing retorted a little anxiously, "Student Mu Sicheng didn't do anything against discipline this month, why can't he build a red flower?"

"Did you really not do anything?" The class teacher, Mr. Ren, raised his teacup on the ground, turned the old mirror and looked at Yuan Qingqing, "The matter of classmate Ma's lost key yesterday, can it be related to him, right?"

Yuan Qingqing fell silent.

The head teacher took a sip of tea, and the very old fritters said: "What care do you have, the teacher and the teacher understand, but Mu Sicheng is not a person who can be committed to life? Qingqing, you Do you understand the meaning of the teacher? There is no need to cover him for some small thoughts. This kind of student teacher has also seen it, and he will definitely continue to commit crimes in the future."

"...?" Yuan Qingqing asked confusedly, "What small thoughts, what is committed to life?"

Seeing Yuan Qingqing's expression of not understanding, class teacher Ren finally sighed helplessly: "Anyway, you deleted classmate Mu's little red flower, just delete it."

Mu Sicheng, who was listening outside the door, gradually became strange.

He has indeed been liked by many girls, and he has also received a lot of confessions and love letters. Regarding the fact that he is easily liked by girls, without being narcissistic, he is still a little self-conscious.

But he really never thought that Yuan Qingqing would like him.

This guy Yuan Qingqing is really weird, staring at him every day is like a policeman staring at the first suspect? Moreover, this woman stares at everyone in the class? This kind of "vigilance and serious eyes see love".

Compared with love?, he is more able to see killing intent?.

That naughty old boss said it casually...?

Mu Sicheng's movements of chewing the buns gradually slowed down, and he fell into deep thought—is it true that I am so charming that people like Yuan Qingqing can't escape?

Class teacher Ren saw Yuan Qingqing dig up the school rules and responsibilities, and wanted to argue with him to prove that Mu Sicheng could be a little red flower, so he interrupted Yuan Qingqing: "It's like this , Qingqing, there is still a problem that needs to be solved by you."

"After half the term, don't we have to change seats? We have solicited the opinions of the classmates before, and allocated seats according to their own wishes, but there is a more troublesome thing."

"Student Mu Sicheng just transferred here before? He was all alone? He sat in the back, but you also know that the seat is temporary. When the school leaders saw him sitting alone when they were patrolling, they said that the influence was not good. Or let him sit back in the main team, but when Mu Sicheng was soliciting seat wishes, he handed in blank ones every day."

The class teacher also had some headaches: "...and none of the other students in the class would like to sit with him."

"You can find a way to find a classmate in the class to do the work, and find a classmate for Mu Sicheng. Of course, if these? Sit for a while, and rotate later, after all, everyone is unwilling?

Mu Sicheng was listening outside the door? He was silent for a while, and the next second he sneered, turned around and wanted to step in, saying that I don't need to be at the same table, when he heard Yuan Qingqing's clear voice: "I can be with him for a long time." Be at the same table."

"Ah?!" Now even the head teacher was a little startled, "But Qingqing, in the seat request you handed in, isn't he the deskmate who writes you?!"

Mu Sicheng paused as he walked in.

"Since I sit at the same table with him, I can keep an eye on him." Yuan Qingqing said firmly, "Teacher, if he doesn't make any mistakes next month, I will definitely cover him with a little red flower. "

Mu Sicheng: "..."

head teacher:"……"

Why is this little girl still thinking about this!

When Yuan Qingqing really moved next to him, Mu Sicheng couldn't control his weird expression. On the one hand, he felt that this woman, Yuan Qingqing, was sitting at the same table with him just to monitor him, and on the other hand, there was a voice calling He kept saying weakly in his heart...

Is it really not to get him himself by keeping an eye on him to this point? !

Sensing that Mu Sicheng was looking at her all the time, Yuan Qingqing turned her head suspiciously: "?"

"Three-eighth line." Mu Sicheng forcefully piled the books between the two of them, blocking Yuan Qingqing's view of him, "Don't? Come here? Ah, or I'll be irritable."

Yuan Qingqing silently looked at the [-]th parallel called the "[-]th Wall".

Originally, Mu Sicheng thought that Yuan Qingqing would be very uncomfortable in class if she sat next to him, and would be nagged all the time, but to his surprise, Yuan Qingqing was a very quiet girl. After class, she would bow her head , wearing glasses, listening carefully to class and taking notes.

Different from Mu Sicheng who was messy on the desk, Yuan Qingqing was a neat and uniform student.

All her books are wrapped in solid-color kraft paper casings, from notepads, stationery boxes, to notebooks, all of which have a brand and a pattern-cartoon hip-hop monkey.

Mu Sicheng couldn't help being curious to see what Yuan Qingqing was doing. When he glanced past the [-]th wall, he saw Yuan Qingqing writing quickly in the small notebook beside her while taking notes with a serious expression?:

【xx classmate is playing with his mobile phone. 】

【xx students are reading extracurricular books. 】

【Student Mu Sicheng is deserting and peeping at his deskmate. 】

Mu Sicheng:! ! !

Mu Sicheng quickly withdrew his head behind the [-]th wall, hammered the table angrily, and thought to himself—this woman? How could she be so single-minded? She listened to the class while memorizing other people? And she was so narcissistic!

Damn, don't you like him!How can you feel that I am peeking at her?!

She? What a peek!Strange woman who bought a table of hip-hop monkeys? That's all!

After class, the quiet Yuan Qingqing disappeared completely. She chased after Mu Sicheng and asked, "Where's the key?"

"Why didn't you return the key? Ma Cailiang?"

"Didn't you say you would return it to him after you found it today?"

"I didn't find it." Mu Sicheng didn't care, but spread his hands, "That's it."

Yuan Qingqing looked at him, didn't say anything, just clenched her fists, and then said suddenly: "I... saw that you also put the key back."

"You didn't want to take it that much, why did you take it in the end?"

It was as if Mu Sicheng had been hammered on his heart by a muffled fist, and he almost said viciously, "None of your business! That's what I have! I just want to steal!"

"Kleptomaniac, listen? Have you ever done it! If you control the world, what's wrong with me?!"

Then he pushed his chair away and kicked away.

Mu Sicheng thought that when she came back, Yuan Qingqing would leave, leaving an empty seat at the same table, but she still sat there quietly, glanced at him, and said, "Student Mu Sicheng, It's time for class."

— as if nothing had happened.

Maybe something happened too, Mu Sicheng peeked at Yuan Qingqing's small notebook and wrote another article-【Mu Sicheng kicked a chair, attempted to destroy public property, failed. 】

He was a little stunned.

The life at the same table with Yuan Qingqing went on so calmly and not peacefully. Yuan Qingqing is a very good tablemate. She loves to be clean, is polite, and is willing to help others. Almost no matter what time the class Classmates will go to her to help her. No matter what kind of problem, she will try her best to solve it. Mu Sicheng understands why there are so many classmates complaining about Yuan Qingqing in the class, but every time the class leader is elected, Yuan Qingqing will still be the first. One vote was elected.

Because she's a very reasonable person, you can say that this kind of people are easy to get along with, and you can also say that this kind of people are not easy to get along with, but she's very fair to people, not because of your family background, Grades, appearance and different?

Nor do you look at you with colored glasses because of what you have done in the past.

Mu Sicheng looked at the small reward handed out in front of him - he didn't do anything under Yuan Qingqing's watch last week, and the students who got full marks for a week can get a small reward, really The ones are very small, usually an eraser or a sticker?

But this is the first time for Mu Sicheng to get it, and it feels a bit strange—a student like him can still get rewards for observing discipline, really...

At least it was hard for Mu Sicheng himself to imagine such a day.

The small reward is a piece of rubber in the shape of a hip-hop monkey.

This eraser was not issued by the class at first glance, it was probably bought by Yuan Qingqing herself with money.

On the day Yuan Qingqing distributed erasers to Mu Sicheng, she first went to the office, and then seemed to have an argument with the head teacher. When she came back, Yuan Qingqing's eyes were red, and she lay on the table without saying a word. She? There is a bag of erasers that she brought back from the office.

The erasers in the plastic pockets are neat squares, with a number written on them with a marker—[59].

There are a total of 60 people in class 59, and [-] rubbers, which means there is no reward for one person.

This person? Who is self-explanatory.

Mu Sicheng is very self-aware. He committed such a serious crime before, and it would be too bizarre for the school to let him get the reward again.

After the self-study in the first quarter, Yuan Qingqing went out for a trip, and when she came back, there was an eraser in the plastic pocket, in the shape of a hip-hop monkey.

Yuan Qingqing sent this eraser to Mu Sicheng, saying it was a reward for his discipline last week. When she said this, her eyes were swollen like peaches, and she cried after seeing it out. It's been a while.

On the second night, when Yuan Qingqing was lying on the table again, huddled up into a ball forbearance, and sobbing very softly, Mu Sicheng held the eraser of the hip-hop monkey at a loss, and finally asked, "Hey, Yuan Qingqing, What's the matter with you?"

Yuan Qingqing turned her face away slowly, her eyes were a little swollen again, she cried very softly, choking while crying: "...I don't understand, why the head teacher? Teacher Ren won't let me give it? You remember? safflower."

"You obviously didn't do anything last week, why can't you cover it..."

"I don't understand. It's clearly not written like this in the school rules, Ma... hiccup." She hiccupped and continued to cry, "It's all a memorization, Ma Cailiang can cover red flowers, why can't you, why? If you say that your influence is not good, you can't cover it..."

"It's so unfair!"

Yuan Qingqing was crying with righteous indignation, but Mu Sicheng couldn't help laughing? He leaned on the [-]th wall, his eyes softened involuntarily, but his tone was very joking: "So you went to talk to the old man just because of this? Noisy head twice?"

"It's not arguing, it's wrong to do this, I'm just arguing with the teacher." Yuan Qingqing slowly turned her head away again, she was puzzled, "Why can't you?"

"You are like everyone else, just an ordinary classmate in the class."

"You're not that bad, what bad influence can you cause?"

Mu Sicheng was silent for a while, and then clicked his tongue: "Don't? You're crying, idiot."

After three nights, Yuan Qingqing's mood returned to normal. Mu Sicheng looked at her with two big peach eyes, and carefully wrote down in a small notebook:

[Student Yuan Qingqing cried in class and lost her mind. 】

[Yuan Qingqing and Mu Sicheng are talking nonsense? 】

Mu Sicheng: "..."

Damn, next time he will comfort this person? He is an idiot.

The [-]th wall began to shrink sporadically, and the eyes of the two people could communicate briefly on the wall. Usually, Yuan Qingqing looked back in confusion, and Mu Sicheng moved away as if nothing had happened. The relationship between the two of them began to gradually change. Harmonious, he will fetch water for Yuan Qingqing when he goes out, and Yuan Qingqing will bring a meal for him in the morning when he is stuck in the classroom.

Rumors began to spread in the class that Yuan Qingqing liked him.

Mu Sicheng scoffed at such rumors—only now did he see that these high school students were not as observant as he was. Isn't it obvious that Yuan Qingqing liked him?

Of course, he doesn't like Yuan Qingqing. Although Yuan Qingqing's notebook records many times that Mu Sicheng peeped at her tablemate, Mu Sicheng just thinks it's interesting to observe Yuan Qingqing, a fool.

Yuan Qingqing has some very strange and stubborn habits, just like this person's adherence to the rules. For example, she must be a full set of hip-hop monkeys when she buys stationery. For example, when class is over on the second night, Yuan Qingqing will definitely lie down On the window next to his desk, he stared at the window for a long time.

At first glance, Mu Sicheng thought that this person was looking at his own reflection on the window, and he would be quite tense for a long time to arrange his pose, posing a pose that he felt better about himself.

It was a very accidental occasion that Mu Sicheng discovered that Yuan Qingqing was not looking at him, but someone outside?

The senior three students in their school do not let them go for one night or two nights. After two evening self-study sessions, they will enlarge the recess together with the first and second graders. Students will go to the playground to run, loosen their muscles and bones, and keep in shape.

The school encourages this behavior, so on the second night, the playground will be illuminated, and four lights will be placed around the entire playground to facilitate everyone to see things? Don't run into each other.

The angle of Yuan Qingqing's line of sight from the window happened to be the position of one of the lamps. From that angle, she could just see the appearance of every student running past under the lamp. Mu Sicheng once followed Yuan Qingqing's direction. Looking over with her eyes, she found that when one of them ran past the lamp, Yuan Qingqing's whole body would tense up, and she would tightly hold the pen she wrote? The other party, until the running back of the other party could not be seen at all, and then a little? Slumped down?.

Yuan Qingqing will get nervous again the next time this person? comes over again.

——It's like she? Didn't peek at this person? Running carefully by the window, but blocked this person? Runway, the whole person? Was at a loss.

It was like when Mu Sicheng peeked at her.

That person? Mu Sicheng knew that he was the chairman of the student union, a senior high school student with good grades and good looks. Before Mu Sicheng came, he was the most popular boy in the whole school.

Yuan Qingqing often follows this boy to deal with the affairs of the student union. When the other party comes? How many times have Class [-] approached Yuan Qingqing? She has a very gentle attitude and always says with a smile, when I graduate, the student union will rely on you to do things, Qingqing .

Every time this boy came to look for Yuan Qingqing, Yuan Qingqing was always very nervous, and would suddenly jump up from the table and come back? Afterwards, her entire expression was blank, and she slumped on the table, looking silly.

It's not that Mu Sicheng couldn't detect the strangeness, but when he found that Yuan Qingqing waited so expectantly and earnestly for the whole big break, just to wait for the few seconds when the boy ran past the lamp, Mu Sicheng How many seconds does the brain stop functioning.

"Hello." Mu Sicheng's mind was blank. He heard himself asking nasty questions, "Yuan Qingqing, you spy on people's houses every night. Don't you like this man?"

Deny it.

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