Villain’s Strategy

The other party's shadow enveloped him, and a buzzing sound in his mind broke the string of thinking. Wen Zhichu was at a loss, with fear and timidity that could not be hidden in his eyes.

Panic replaced rationality, Wen Zhichu stepped forward and snatched the phone back.

Qin Jiashu didn't argue with him, almost as soon as the other party reached for the phone, he pulled back his strength and let go.

In his mind was the picture of Wen Zhichu standing in the corner of the basketball court with his mobile phone just now, the other party's blinking eyes, and the strange flush on his face, the more he thought about it, the more upset he felt.

What is he going to do with his picture!

Qin Jiashu looked at him coldly, "Your privacy is very special, just like mine."

Wen Zhichu swallowed, "But...maybe this is fate."

"I haven't heard of privacy being shared."

Wen Zhichu raised his hand and stretched out a white finger, his tone was timid and even proud, "Then...then we might be the first one."

The other party's eyes were cold.

Wen Zhichu felt uneasy like a frightened animal, "Yuan...is wonderful."

"..."

Qin Jiashu: "Deleted."

"What... what?"

"Deleted the photo."

Wen Zhichu held the phone firmly in his hands, and shook his head as if holding on to the last straw.

Qin Jiashu frowned, "Don't delete it?"

"I...I keep it useful."

Qin Jiashu's scalp felt numb in an instant, probably because he has never encountered such an outrageous thing in his life, Junyi's face was tense, his eyelids twitched uncontrollably, his usually elegant and self-sufficient voice was cut off, and his voice was slightly annoyed, " What's the use of keeping it?"

Looking at the other party's flushed cheeks, he further confirmed the conjecture in his heart.

[System: The task is completed, the villain's value is 8%, and the reward is RMB.50. 】

Wen Zhichu, holding on to the phone and refusing to let go, thinking that he would use the Tianling cover to receive the opponent's punch, was stunned when he heard the mechanical notification sound in his mind.

finished?

[System: Yes boy, the protagonist thought you were messing with him. 】

Wen Zhichu was stunned for a moment, "But I haven't done anything yet."

[System: Maybe he has a rich imagination. 】

Wen Zhichu raised his head and glanced at Qin Jiashu, at this moment the other party's complexion was uglier than eating shit.

"What was he thinking?"

[System: Why don't you ask yourself? 】

Wen Zhichu shook his head for a moment, and said with righteous excuses, "It's a bad behavior to spy on the other party's privacy."

[System: Then you still share privately. 】

"..."

The task is completed, and it is useless to keep Wen Zhichu's photo. Looking at the other party's slightly annoyed expression, "You... don't be angry, I can't delete it."

These words are full of condescension.

Qin Jiashu took a deep breath and didn't want to argue with him anymore. He gave him a cold look and turned to leave, "As you wish."

Seeing that he left in a hurry, Wen Zhichu was in a fog for a while, not knowing what was going on in the other party's mind that made the other party so angry.

[System: Are the photos still deleted? 】

Wen Zhichu nodded, "It's useless to keep it."

[System: But he is the protagonist. 】

Wen Zhichu was taken aback, "Can it ward off evil spirits?"

【…】

Wen Zhichu bowed his head and began to delete the photos, Tmall Elf was quiet for a while and then continued: [Why don't you keep a few photos. 】

Because there were too many photos taken in most of the class, Wen Zhichu's hands were numb when he pressed the delete button.

"why?"

"Leave a few, and give your unlucky physique some luck."

Seeing that the photos were about to be deleted, Tmall Elf continued: [Don't believe it, your physique is rare in a hundred years. 】

Wen Zhichu: "Because I won't live a hundred years."

"..."

Although he said so, the finger that pressed the delete key hesitated. Although he was a little superstitious, it would be useful.

He looked at the photo on his phone. In the photo, the teenager was running on the field, sunny and energetic. When he was in junior high school, what he wanted to be the most was someone like Qin Jiashu, confident and fearless, but what he didn't expect was that the other party had two pictures It's just a face.

In the end, Wen Zhichu saved a few photos in his phone, and if they haven't been used for a while, they can be deleted in time.

After rushing to the cafeteria for lunch, I planned to go back to the classroom to rest and take a nap.

No. 1 Middle School is outstanding both in terms of teachers and students and in the overall scale of the school, and it also has a place in the provincial rankings.

If day students want to change their lunch break, they can also apply for a dormitory from the school. There are two people in each dormitory, but the dormitory building is only open at noon, and it is also forbidden for male and female students to sleep together.

In order to prevent the dormitory building from becoming a family building.

Wen Zhichu was lying on the hard table, with his cheek resting on his arm, thinking about whether he should apply for a lunch break dormitory when he went to school next week. After all, the lunch break lasted for two hours, and he would not go out of school to spend money now that he had limited funds.

[System: Boy, aren't you taking a lunch break? Why aren't you sleeping? 】

Wen Zhichu's slender eyelashes drooped, and she put her face in her arms and muttered, "I'm not very sleepy just after eating."

[System: What should I do then? 】

Wen Zhichu took out the English book from the table hole.

[System accident: Do you want to study? 】

"sleep."

Wen Zhichu opened the English book to the word list, and sure enough, he fell into a deep sleep within ten minutes.

Tmall Elf: …

For a while, he didn't know which of the two hosts he brought was more ridiculous.

It was a hot and rainy day, and the windows in the classroom were not fully opened like the previous few days, and each window was only opened by a third, but even so, some students woke up with backaches.

When class was about to start, Wen Zhichu woke up faintly, turned to look out the window, the sky outside was darker than in the morning.

Sure enough, just ten minutes after seven o'clock in the evening, there was heavy rain. Compared with the light drizzle in the morning, it was like a flood. The bean-sized raindrops kept beating on the glass windows and making a muffled sound.

Wen Zhichu sighed silently, what was supposed to come still had to come, it was raining a lot, and it was dark, so I don't know if I would step on stagnant water on the way home, but fortunately, I have a holiday tomorrow.

The heavy rain did not subside at all until the end of the evening self-study, on the contrary, it became stronger, as if it was not raining but pouring water directly from the sky.

The air outside was stuffy, Wen Zhichu pulled the zipper of the school uniform to the top, stepped his chin into the collar, put on his schoolbag and wanted to take out the umbrella and leave the classroom.

But when he stretched his hand to the side of the table, the plastic bag hanging there in the morning had long since disappeared.

Wen Zhichu was startled, and hurriedly searched around the table.

"Tmall Elf! Lynx Elf!"

[System: I am here. 】

"Did you see my umbrella?"

The Tmall Elf was silent for a moment.

Wen Zhichu: "What's wrong?"

[System: You lower your head. 】

The boy lowered his head after hearing this, and saw the plastic bag with the umbrella under the chair leg.

Wen Zhichu touched her head in embarrassment for a while, "I didn't see it just now."

[System: It's okay. 】

Wen Zhichu picked up the umbrella.

Tmall Elf continued to make up the knife, 【I didn't expect you to see it either. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

As soon as Wen Zhichu walked to the lobby on the first floor, he found a dense crowd of people blocking the entrance of the building. Because they all had time to hold umbrellas, they were stuck there for a while.

Seeing the crowd, Wen Zhichu didn't go up and squeeze, but obediently waited in the back.

After most of the people had gone out, he walked a few steps forward to the door of the building, took out the umbrella from the plastic bag, and there was a sound of bumping and hiccupping when he picked it up. He didn't take it seriously. I put the plastic bag in my pocket, and the next moment I went to prop up the folding umbrella.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't hold it up at all, Wen Zhichu was dumbfounded for a moment.

what's the situation!

"Hey! Do you still want to go? If you don't go, don't get stuck here."

Looking at the pouring rain outside, Wen Zhichu silently retreated to the side to make room for the students behind him, while she looked down at the broken umbrella.

Then Wei Wei opened the umbrella and tried to find the broken place.

As soon as Qin Jiashu turned off the lights in the classroom and came out, he met Meng Yan who was waiting at the door.

Seeing Qin Jiashu come out, Meng Yan blushed and said, "Classmate Qin, are you leaving?"

Qin Jiashu's expression was calm, and his face was as gentle as ever, "Well, what's the matter with you?"

Meng Yan hesitated for a while, "Student Qin, I..."

Qin Jiashu saw through the other person's mind at a glance, and frowned slightly, and just when he was about to speak, a voice came from not far away.

"You two haven't left yet."

The dean, who was inspecting the classroom to see if there were any students, came from a distance.

Meng Yan panicked when she saw it.

There was no change on Qin Jiashu's face, "Just about to leave."

The dean glanced at the time, just as he was about to leave work, "Okay, let's go down together."

Meng Yan had no choice but to swallow the words back to her stomach.

Several people went downstairs one after another, and saw the wonders of the world as soon as they arrived at the hall, and they would like to call it the umbrella of human beings.

The name is very superficial, meaning that the lower part is a person and the upper part is an umbrella.

The dean frowned, "What are you doing, that classmate?!"

A scolding made the person who was still twisting tremble for an instant.

The dean stepped forward, "Come out quickly."

Just heard a muffled voice like a mosquito, "I can't get out."

"..."

Wen Zhichu originally wanted to repair the broken place, but he was not the only one, so he had to go and take the umbrella. It was fine at first, but the dean yelled and hooked his hair into the umbrella stand.

The dean frowned, "Jiashu, come and join me."

Qin Jiashu went forward to get the umbrella down with the teaching director, and Wen Zhichu was freed from the umbrella in an instant, and saw the light again.

[System: You seem to have been born from an umbrella. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

Wen Zhichu's white and tender face still had some red marks, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Qin Jiashu, his originally relaxed body stiffened instantly, and the other side's expression was a little unnatural.

The teaching director looked at Wen Zhichu and suddenly realized, "It's you."

Wen Zhichu:?

The dean looked at the umbrella on the ground, and recalled the appearance of the umbrella just now, "It's not surprising that it's you."

"..."

The dean looked at the red mark on his face, "What were you doing just now, pretending to be a ghost to scare your classmates?"

But looking around, there was no one there.

Wen Zhichu glanced at a few people, "I'm... repairing the umbrella."

Dean of teaching: "The umbrella is broken?"

Wen Zhichu nodded.

"How to go home?"

"Take... take the bus."

Thinking that the bus stop was not far from the school, the dean asked, "Can you drop him off conveniently, Jiashu?"

The smile on Qin Jiashu's face froze for a moment, but before he could open his mouth, Wen Zhichu took the lead and said, "No...not convenient."

Wen Zhichu was frightened and rushed to answer.

Unexpectedly, the dean frowned, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, I won't let Meng Yan send you off, I'm the roundworm in your stomach!"

Wen Zhichu's eyes widened, "No...no..."

The teaching director turned to look at Qin Jiashu, "Is Jiashu okay?"

Qin Jiashu: "Yes."

Wen Zhichu: "Qin... classmate Qin should go to school by bike, no... no umbrella."

Qin Jiashu turned his eyes sideways when he heard the other party's words, and gave him a meaningful look.

"I have an umbrella."

As he spoke, he took out the umbrella from the net pocket on the side of the schoolbag and opened it.

Boom—

Wen Zhichu: ...

Qin Jiashu: ...