Pretty Friends [Unlimited Streaming]

This time, 100 people were eliminated. Amidst the exclamation, the stunned students were dragged out again and again.

The number of people dropped by more than half in an instant.

Through the window, only sparse figures can be seen vaguely, much less than yesterday.

"The liquidation is complete, and the remaining number is 200."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

The radio paused, and then said:

"Latest notice: Three days later, the celebration party of Ya'an Academy will be held on the top floor, and the last talents are welcome to the banquet—"

"Please keep going."

The yellow sky remained the same, but the dense clouds gathered a little denser, covering the entire field of vision like surging waves, and the air was filled with chill.

When Shi Ling walked down, many people returned to the dormitory with their textbooks, and when they passed by, they suddenly caught a faint refreshing fragrance in the cold air.

[Go faster. 】The system suddenly opened its mouth to urge him.

Listening to the instructions, Shi Ling quickened his pace and walked out of the corridor.

The corridor is not small, but there are many people, and it seems narrow to come and go. When Shi Ling went out, he saw a dim corner of the sky, and felt suddenly enlightened.

Far away, the system asked him: [Where are you going? 】

After the exam, there will be no classes. Shi Ling walked backwards among the crowd who hadn't completely dispersed. Hearing that he didn't know what to do, he turned his head and thought, "Is there a cafeteria in this school?"

The system replied to him: [Yes, but not commonly used. 】

[In the context of doomsday, food is already a scarce resource, and many people live on the supplies that are regularly distributed. 】

Shi Ling thought of the pile of biscuits he ate, and suddenly felt that he was difficult to raise.

"Okay." Shi Ling looked around, "Can I walk around?"

【Can. 】

He couldn't go to the cafeteria, and Shi Ling didn't care where he went.

The lights of the classrooms on the lower floors were extinguished bit by bit, blending with the darkness below, and Shi Ling didn't dare to go any further. He still remembered that he had to go back to the dormitory near the evening.

Although the scope of activities is only in the square teaching building, and more than half of them are not allowed to go, Shi Ling is also eager to go.

After walking for a long time, there was a ray of golden light at the end of the dark corridor.

It was the people in the house who closed the door tightly, and turned on the light to reveal the light from the crack of the door.

Is there anyone left now?

Shi Ling stopped and didn't move forward.

In most scripts, this situation is that someone is plotting something bad, and if someone goes to disturb them at this time, they will be arrested.

Shi Ling is well versed in this routine.

But the unlucky ghost will open the door by himself even if he encounters such a thing.

Before Shi Ling felt that something was wrong and wanted to leave, he heard a squeak, and the thin ray of light was widened, and the people inside just stepped out.

The person who stepped out was still talking: "Okay, then wait..." Turning his head, he saw the person standing there blankly, and stopped abruptly.

In the long and quiet corridor, the atmosphere was once extremely awkward.

"Hi." Shi Ling pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, and greeted him friendly first. On the surface, he seemed to be smiling cutely, but in fact his calves were trembling nervously.

Yes, hold on.

Shi Ling secretly encouraged herself.

The person on the opposite side remained motionless, with one hand supporting the door frame, maintaining the movement of exposing half of his body to the outside.

The man didn't move, but the people behind him didn't see Shi Ling. They were puzzled by his companion's immobile behavior as if he was stupid, so he pushed him forward heavily, and he walked out carelessly, cursing: "What's going on? exist……"

The conversation also stopped.

More, more embarrassing.

Shi Ling was still standing stiffly. Seeing their reactions like this, her heart jumped into her throat, and she had already started to reflect on why she came out to hang out when she was idle and had nothing to do.

Moreover, why did the two people on the opposite side stare at him without blinking.

Do you still have to pick a position to start a murder? !

The first person to speak was the one who was in his 20s, wearing glasses, and looked gentle on the outside.But at this moment, it's very impolite to point your finger at someone, with a trembling voice, as if you saw something incredible.

"You, you are, you are..." After a long time without saying anything, the eyes under the lens opened round with excitement, "You are, that!"

Shi Ling held his breath nervously.

The companion next to that person followed up with a loud voice that shook like a bell: "You are from the forum—wife!"

As soon as the last two words came out, except for the reverberating voice, the air froze.

Shi Ling was already about to be suffocated to death by himself, the first time he heard this, he was on fire, a red, white and white person, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, under the dim sky, like a blooming flower.

So beautiful that both of them felt like they were having a dream in the end.

Shi Ling was sure that he had never met them, but those two obviously knew him, and they called him his wife too much.

Why are people so casual now?When you meet someone, call him wife!

The system is definitely on Shi Ling's side this time: [It's too casual. 】

But no matter what, Shi Ling only dared to slander secretly in his heart, so that he really didn't dare to say it, so he could only continue to stand with a red face cramped and let people stare at him with excitement.

In the current scene, none of the three of them spoke. At this time, there was a fourth person who came out of the room. The newcomer did not stare at Shi Ling like the other two, but it made Shi Ling even more afraid.

This time it's someone I've seen.

"Brother Chu." Someone blushed and shouted at the boy who came out: "Look! Is this the wife!"

Shi Ling: "..."

Don't, stop calling.

How could it be Chu Wang——

Shi Ling also just found out that there are real players in this game, who knew that he would meet the person in the previous dungeon as soon as he came out.

Shi Ling couldn't help but timidly took half a step back, not daring to raise his eyes, for fear of meeting the indifferent eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling in his memory, he still remembered that Chu Wang was very fierce.

They were all prepared to be arrested, but to Shi Ling's surprise, the boy who walked out slowly didn't seem to know him at all, but his tone was cold, urging them to leave.

The eyes of the two were still glued to Shi Ling's body, even if they were puzzled after hearing the words, they didn't dare to refute a sentence, turned around and left in three steps.

Soon, the three left to the other side, leaving only Shi Ling still in place.

"System!" Shi Ling turned his head to go back the same way, his tone flustered: "For..."

[Found it. 】The system knows what Shi Ling wants to ask, 【Du Yu is also a player, he started a live broadcast, and someone took a screenshot of your photo and sent it to the player forum. 】

The system's tone was considered, [Now, everyone calls you, um, wife. 】

After experiencing the ups and downs just now, coupled with the movement that can be called a trot now, Shi Ling panted and his little head had a rare flash of inspiration: "Isn't my last one a novice dungeon! Why do they seem to be so much better than me?"

The tone of the system did not fluctuate: [Oh?Yes, I think you are more powerful. 】

When he reached the stairway, Shi Ling slowed down, and was startled when he heard this.

He didn't believe it, but he was coaxed by the words, and a very small smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he had to push forward to ask the system to analyze it carefully, implying that people should praise himself more.

Shi Ling walked slowly, and he was focused on chatting with the system, so he didn't find a small door on the side of the corridor platform that blended with the color of the wall next to it.

And as the sky outside was getting darker, the door quietly opened a small crack——

"boom!"

The sudden heavy pulling force pulled him into the small door, and the overwhelming darkness instantly enveloped Shi Ling's field of vision. Before he could exclaim in surprise, he was pressed against the door panel behind him with his mouth covered.

This small door seemed to be similar to an abandoned storage room. During the actions of the two, fine dust flew up, choking Shi Ling to cough, but was firmly restrained.

Xi Lingling's shoulder blades were pressed, and her small face, which was as big as a palm, was tightly covered by a big and hot palm.

To, to die.

The choked airway couldn't stop sucking in air, panting uninterruptedly from the soft and hot open lips, a pair of black and white eyes unconsciously filled with water.

In the darkness, Shi Ling heard an irritable panting, followed by a hot breath slowly moving up his shoulders, as if he was sniffing his belongings.

Finally, it reached the round earlobes hidden under the black hair.

Even in the pitch blackness where he couldn't see his fingers, the man seemed to be attracted by the fullness and roundness, so he got close and stared at it for a long time.

"Did you scare the teacher?" The frivolous words wrapped around Shi Ling's ears like a cold snake, with a chuckle of a successful prank.

Shi Ling recognized the voice.

It's Song Jin.

Knowing that he was someone he knew, Shi Ling suddenly relaxed his tense body, only his waist was still trembling.

"Just kidding with the teacher." The boy let go of the palm that tightly covered the little teacher's face. The air outside was cold, so the palm that was splashed with water vapor had a special feeling, like a feather itching.

Knowing that he couldn't see anything in the dark, Song Jin still held up his hand in front of people and showed it to Shi Ling, complaining and teasing, "Teacher, there is a lot of water, my hands are all wet."

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The author has something to say:

It's short, isn't it, on purpose. (righteous)