A light halo on the screen is projected onto the side face, half bright and half hidden in dimness.

Lin Zhan tilted his head and looked at Ruan Qiao, his eyes narrowed, as if he wanted to see the emotions on her face clearly.

After a while, Ruan Qiao didn't say anything.

The computer on the podium suddenly stumbled, and the serious and lyrical commentary on the screen instantly turned into a funny repeater, "Chatcha Chacha Cha Cha Cha..."

I'm going to die.

Ruan Qiao lowered her head and held her forehead.

The words tea filled with magic sounds in her ears made her feel inexplicably embarrassed.

The teacher sat in the classroom today and watched with them. There was a problem with the computer now, so he quickly went forward to check it.

After clicking the mouse for a long time, the teacher was also a cheerful person, so he simply turned off the computer and restarted it.

But this is fine.

The computer is turned off but cannot restart, there is no sound, no images, no signals.

Spicy chicken three-no.

When an unexpected situation occurred, the teacher asked the classmate to turn on the light and comforted him, "This... something went wrong with the computer. Everyone will study for a while. I will call the computer room repairer and keep it quiet."

The classroom lights were turned on and it was instantly lit.

When the light is dark and weak, it is most likely to be ambiguous.

The subtle and sensitive little emotions seem to be infinitely amplified.

After being open and bright, I feel safe and my waist is straight.

Ruan Qiao looked up at Lin Zhan, but his eyes did not dodge.

She took her ears and hair in her ears as if nothing had happened and started playing with her phone.

But Lin Zhan didn't plan to let her go, and his head tilted posture did not change. He knocked on her desk with one hand, "Hey, let's respond directly, what kind of tea are you? How to soak it?"

Ruan Qiao turned her pen, as if she was thinking seriously, and suddenly turned around and asked Lin Zhan, "Do you know Matcha?"

"I don't think you know either, otherwise you should buy the "Tea Sutra" first to learn about it?"

Lin Zhan didn’t understand why, isn’t matcha just the matcha cake…?

Also look at the "Tea Classic"?

He was a little puzzled, but he forced himself to not ask, so as to avoid being ridiculed by Ruan Qiao as having no education.

Ruan Qiao knew that he wanted to save face, and he wouldn't ask questions now.

She took this opportunity and quickly changed the topic, "By the way, you picked up my notebook last time, except that... well, have you seen anything else besides that?"

Lin Zhan was led by her side, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there anything else besides Xiao Huangwen?"

As soon as Xiao Huangwen said the words "Three Words" Ruan Qiao stepped on him.

The girl's face was thin and soon, and even her ears were dyed pink.

A mistake turns into eternal regret.

Ruan Qiao felt a little stupid, so why did she mention this?

***

Lying on the bed that night, Ruan Qiao felt a little insomnia. Although she fooled herself at that time and did not answer positively, she always remembered what Lin Zhan asked.

Then what kind of tea are you?

How to soak?

Her brain seemed to be out of control. As soon as she closed her eyes, she could recall Lin Zhan's eyes.

A little fun and a little serious.

Ruan Qiao rolled back and forth on the bed, very entangled.

But she forgot that the bed in the dormitory was narrow, and when she rolled in, the amplitude was a bit large. With a "bang", she bumped into the wall.

It's okay, mainly because my forehead is hit a little hard, and the sound is quite crisp, like fresh watermelon.

"Damn it! Who?"

A familiar voice suddenly came from the other end of the wall. The sound was a little dull across the wall, but Ruan Qiao could hear it all at once. It was Lin Zhan.

He slept in this bed?

Ruan Qiao bit her lip and covered her forehead without making a sound.

But Lin Zhan seemed to have noticed something, and after listening to it for a while, he knocked on the wall with his hand.

The sound is small, but it is only a wall, so Ruan Qiao can still hear it.

She began to stay away from the wall, slid the side of the railing, and the pain on her forehead that had not yet faded was still reminding her of the stupid things she had just done.

I don’t know if it’s because of a headache or something else, but she closed her eyes but couldn’t sleep.

***

The next day, the board game club has activities.

Ruan Qiao left early.

She didn't sleep well last night, so she was a little unconscious and lay on the back table to rest.

Many people came in the activity classroom one after another. Ruan Qiao could hear everyone talking, but she seemed to be suppressed by a ghost and didn't want to get up at all.

It was not until the crowd was full that the president started talking on it that she barely opened her eyes and yawned.

Suddenly, a hand fell on her head, warm and warm.

The hand inexplicably rubbed her head a few times.

My hair is messy.

Ruan Qiao raised her head in a daze and happened to look at Lin Zhan.

Lin Zhan's eyes were filled with a joke, "You really look like Sadako now. Did you go to practice immortality last night?"

Lin Zhan.

Ruan Qiao looked at him and suddenly woke up a lot.

The short-circuited brain lines suddenly returned to normal, and she spoke slowly, "What qualifications are the female ghosts qualified to cultivate immortals?"

Lin Zhan raised the corners of his lips slightly, stretched out his hand, and wanted to rub her hair again.

Ruan Qiao patted him away and frowned gently.

"Don't touch me, my hairstyle is messy."

Lin Zhan sneered, "You're also called a hairstyle?"

I look down on the student head.

Ruan Qiao turned around and looked ahead, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Lin Zhan raised his head and leisurely said, "After that being said, I have never heard of female ghosts cultivating immortals, but female ghosts like to drain men's essence, right? What's this called... to collect yin and replenish yang, right?"

Ruan Qiao glanced at him, but still didn't speak.

This person is really...why is he exuding a strong signal of "Come and pick me" all over his body?

The female ghost also has dignity and doesn’t really want to have a relationship with the most handsome man in the Heavenly Court.

***

Today, the board game club’s game is a werewolf killing, but it’s just a flower board.

The president can be said to be quite smart.

I do activities in my own club and I don’t forget to bring popularity to my girlfriend club activities.

He rubbed his hands and said seriously, "We play games every week, but everyone's enthusiasm seems to be declining. I studied it and it may be because we don't have a reward mechanism or a punishment mechanism."

"The rewards are limited, and we spend a lot of money on buying these games. We can't get any decent prizes. Let's have a punishment mechanism today."

"That's right. My girlfriend is the vice president of the Environmental Protection Society. They have a hiking activity that they have done together with eight universities in Nancheng this weekend. If you set out tomorrow, you may have heard of it, Baili Yixing."

"This activity is to go from here... to Yueshan in Qingyuan City next door, and go to worship the Bodhisattva."

"Then we will definitely win or lose in one game? If you lose, go to Baili Yixing and treat it as exercise!"

The president must be telling a joke. How many kilometers does it take to go to Qingyuan City from here? Why do you want to climb a mountain?

Ruan Qiao was the first to reject this punishment mechanism.

But before she could speak, everyone agreed.

Ruan Qiao simply doubts life.

Where did they come from their confidence that they can win...

Could it be that the president gave up the blame?

She had a bad premonition. She was in a bad state today and her logic might not be able to move, and she felt that she would lose.

She took the card and took a look.

It was a werewolf.
To be continued...