[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

Earth.

Joey waited for a while and found that there was no response from the mailbox.

"I thought there would be a reply letter right after I put it in," Joey said with one hand resting on the back of the chair, while the other hand was turning the pen holder. After waiting for a while, he found that there was still nothing spit out from the mailbox. Shrugging, "Well, I always thought it might be my African heritage."

Perhaps the letter did not reach someone else.

This kind of thing is completely unreliable, Joey stared at the mailbox, "So how much can I get if I sell it?"

System: [It's worthless. 】

Joey: All right.

He simply stopped paying attention to this mailbox and turned around to continue doing his homework.

Although he encountered the building incident, but because it was not reported by the TV station, he still had to do the homework that should be done, otherwise he would have GG when he got to school.

Life is hard, Joey wiped away his tears, he thought that there would be a reply letter full of homework answers, but it turned out that he was just dreaming.

When he returned to school, he found that the atmosphere around him was a little different. It seemed that something good was coming, because the expressions on the faces of those people were more excited.

"Hey, is something cool going to happen?"

It just so happened that there was no class at this time, and Joey patted the shoulder of Eduardo who was sitting next to him.

Eduardo, who was writing something, stopped his pen, looked sideways at Joey, and asked in a calm voice, "Don't you know there is a tradition in school?"

"Huh?" Joey tilted his head, curious words written all over his face.

"Every year, there will be a welcome dance on the weekend at the end of the first month of school, and the theme is different every year." The classmate sitting in front of them turned his head and inserted into their topic, and he winked at Joey Smiling and authentic, "I heard that this year's theme is masks. It sounds exciting."

"Aha?" Joey didn't quite understand, "What's so exciting about this."

Isn't it just wearing a mask?Will he suddenly become handsome?

"You really have no fun, Joe," the classmate looked at him resentfully. "Thanks to your good looks, don't you know that love affairs are most likely to happen at this time? After all, you can hide your face Everyone doesn't know who you are, even if the confession fails, you won't be ridiculed, and it would be even better if you succeed!"

Joey understood immediately, and he could only say that he didn't think of this for a while because he had a favorite male god himself.

Immediately, he didn't have much interest. After all, Steve couldn't appear at the school's welcome dance. When he turned his head and was about to say something to Eduardo, he met his eyes.

Those golden eyes stared at him.

Joey:? ?

Eduardo didn't have much expression on his face. Even if Joey found him, he was as plain as if he had just done a very ordinary thing, and he looked away naturally.

Also because of his behavior, Joey felt quite normal instead, because he was being watched all the time. This was because Eduardo had always been very polite, and he had no interest in this topic, but he always listened to them. chat content.

Because the class bell rang, this topic did not continue.

When get out of class was over, Joey and Eduardo casually chatted about it on the way back to the dormitory: "Do you think it's boring?"

"Ok?"

"Seeing that you are different from others, you are not excited at all."

"..." It would be a bad thing if the vampire got excited, but to Joey's surprise, Eduardo shook his head, "I'm looking forward to it."

Joey: ...

He carefully watched the expression on his roommate's face, and finally gave up. He couldn't tell from Eduardo's face that he had the slightest expectation for this dance.

Humans are social animals. Even if I am not interested in one thing, when the people around me are more excited, that emotion will infect me, so at night, Joey has a little bit of interest in this dance party. So much to look forward to.

I heard that the food at the dance party is all carefully prepared, that taste must be very good.

"I think so too," Peter cupped his face, his expression intoxicated, obviously lost in fantasy, "I heard that the student union will bring sponsors over, and I'm sure you'll be able to taste a lot of delicious food then."

"So—" Joey looked up.

"So—" Peter looked back.

"We must be prepared!"

The two stretched out their hands, clenched their fists and lightly touched each other, then clapped their hands again, with determination written all over their faces.

Eduardo leaned against the bed and looked down at the book: ...

"But why did you go back to school today?" Peter didn't quite understand.

"Isn't today the school week?" Joey was even more confused than him. "If I don't come back, am I waiting to be marked as absent?"

"But the attack on the building from the day before yesterday..." Before finishing speaking, Peter seemed to think of something, stopped quickly, and then changed the subject, "When do you think we will prepare clothes?"

Joey: "..." He narrowed his eyes and looked at his little friend with scrutiny. "No, I think the matter about clothes can be put aside for now. Let's talk about what happened the day before yesterday."

He pulled Peter to the balcony, closed the door on the balcony, and after confirming that Eduardo could not hear clearly as long as the sound was not too loud, he put the chair down, then sat down by himself, straightened his waist, and folded his arms around his chest , raised his eyes to look at Peter.

"Go ahead."

Just two words, but coupled with Joey's calm tone, coupled with his actions, it is obvious that he is "lenient in confession and strict in resistance".

Peter: ...

He raised his hand weakly: "Can I take a chair and sit down?"

"Hmm," Joey raised his eyebrows, "You're not a criminal, of course you can, and even criminals have chairs."

Peter opened the balcony door, moved out a chair from inside, and sat obediently opposite Joey, with his legs together, his back straight, and he coughed a few times after meeting his friend's dark eyes, " that……"

"It's like this."

Peter organized his words, and then continued: "Actually, I was there that day, because I wanted to buy something, but I encountered an attack unexpectedly. In fact, I didn't know you were there at the beginning, but later..." He He raised his hand and scratched his cheek, "... You were hijacked, then I naturally found out about it, and it's also because of this that I wonder why you didn't ask for leave to rest, but came to class directly."

"I think Spider-Man is very familiar to me." Joey said suddenly after listening to Peter's words.

Peter: ...

"If I remember correctly, you once joked with me that you were a superhero."

Peter: ...

"I now think you may not be joking."

Peter: "That..."

"Thinking about it now, his height is indeed very close to yours, and his voice is also very young..." Joey poker-faced, pointing out the similarities he thought one by one, and finally he smiled suddenly, and talked with his little friend Gentle and authentic:

"Now, what do you want to say?"

Peter: "...I think I can still debate it."

He said sincerely: "I admit, I really like Spider-Man, who doesn't want to have such abilities," he said, moved the chair closer to Joey, and lightly bumped his shoulder , Hehe smiled, "It's so cool to be able to swing around in the air! And I also have a Spider-Man suit! It's so hard to find around him, I've almost traveled half of the city," he waved his fist , puffed his cheeks and looked visibly angry, "Although Spider-Man didn't do anything special, and he didn't look as cool as Iron Man, but he's really good!"

"I still have his twitter! Spider-Man has his own twitter! Do you want to follow him, Joe?" Peter looked at him with twinkling eyes.

He just seems like a simple Spider-Man fan.

"Okay," Joey was skeptical, and for the time being no longer thought that Peter was the Spider-Man. He could only say that although Peter was pretty good at it, he didn't look particularly strange at ordinary times. "When did you become his Spider-Man?" Fans, you haven't talked to me about him before."

Peter: "Maybe it's because we're not in the same major?"

"...maybe." Joey shrugged.

This topic was finally skipped, Peter secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe away the sweat that didn't exist.

Although it may not be very good to say this, but... Peter looked at Joey, who was walking into the house with his back turned to him, with a smile in his eyes.

Joey is really slow, and it's easy to fool him.

Emmm, this is probably a pair of friends who think each other is stupid.

Because the hearing is too developed, the closed balcony door can't stop the sound from reaching Eduardo's ears: ...

As a vampire, especially when his roommate's blood was still particularly attractive to him, Eduardo somehow felt a little worried for Joey.

Maybe this is the foodie's heartfelt and uncontrollable feelings for food——

What if your own food seems a little too stupid?

"Ah!"

Joey sneezed, rubbed his nose, and looked at the cloudless weather outside the balcony. In this case, he probably didn't have a cold, so who was talking about him?

The prom is the prom. Before the weekend arrives, everyone still has to go to class honestly.

During the math class, there was also a small quiz, because the roommate Eduardo is a top student, with the help of the other party, and Joey himself worked hard. After the whole quiz, except for the last more complicated question, the other questions were difficult for him. It's relatively easy to say.

In the evening, Joey received a text message with a number without a note, saying that he had something to talk to him about, whether he could meet at the couple's holy place for a date at 1 in the morning.

Joey: [Girl? ]

The unknown person quickly replied: [Yes, can you come? ]

[Going out so late is not good for girls. ] Joey replied tactfully.

[I just want to tell you something that is very important to me. ]

Joey thought for a while, frowned slightly, and finally only replied: [Okay. ]

While running the next morning, Peter shared something with him.

"Have you heard? At 1 o'clock in the morning last night, the school dean ran into the woods with a group of security guards," Peter couldn't understand, and he couldn't help complaining: "We are not twelve Three-year-old children, why do they still watch so closely?"

Immediately, Peter turned to say: "But the point is not this—"

"Although I said I didn't go, I heard that there is a couple who are..." Peter coughed, and he laughed aloud at this point, "...you know, it's the kind of thing that is more intense, and they just happened to be killed Got it right."

"Sounds a bit miserable."

"Yes, I heard that they were punished, after all, they were seen by the school leaders."

"Actually," Joey paused, unable to hide a smile in his eyes, "I have to tell you something, Peter."

"I informed the school leaders."

"Wow—" Peter's eyes widened. "Why?"

"I received a text message yesterday, but I don't know who it is. She said it was a girl." Joy recalled the content of the text message, "She asked me out at 1 o'clock in the morning..."

"Oh my God, this is a blast!" Peter interjected.

"So you didn't go?" Peter asked. Originally, he and Joey were running in parallel with a distance of one person, but after he heard about this, he couldn't help but move closer. Hexagrams were written on his face, and his eyes were full of thirst for knowledge, "But maybe that girl is very cute, don't you feel tempted at all? Joe, I usually don't know what kind of type you like. But if you don’t go, why should you inform the school leaders…”

"STOP!"

Joey made a stop gesture, he rolled his eyes, and said with some helplessness: "So do you still want to listen to me continue?"

"You say." Peter stopped talking. He raised his hand and swiped from the left to the right of his mouth, as if in a locked position, his eyes were wide open.

"...The text message said to ask me to wait for her there at 1:[-] in the morning. I actually don't agree with going out at this time, so I suggest that it can be changed to the daytime the next day, but the other party's reply to my text message does not seem to be good. I really like this suggestion."

Joey spread her hands, "So, since I don't want to go there, for the sake of her safety, I can only make a suggestion to the school leader."

Speaking of this, he also had some doubts: "But I just hoped that the school leaders would arrange for the patrolling security guards to go there. I really didn't expect them to go there in person."

"Maybe it's because the leaders of our school are very responsible?"

The two looked at each other, shrugged together, "probably."

School leader: No, it's not, we don't, it's just because you are the object of investors' attention.