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Wen Zhichu almost ran away after sprinkling the sugar, vowing to die and never look back.

[System: Why don't you take a look back, the protagonist will probably explode this time. 】

Wen Zhichu looked serious, "Real men never look back at explosions."

Sky Meow Elf: ...

Wen Zhichu still has breath hanging in his heart, uneasy, if he turns his head to look at Qin Jiashu, maybe his legs will be weak and he will fall directly to the ground.

As the boy ran, a mechanical voice rang in his head: "Ding! The mission is completed, the villain's value is 68%, and the reward is RMB300."

in the cafeteria—

Looking at Qin Jiashu's colorful plate of rice, Ji Fengchang couldn't laugh if he wanted to.

As a good brother, Chief Ji Feng suppressed his laughter, coughed, and began to stir up the war between the two sides, "I can guarantee that he did it on purpose."

Qin Jiashu raised his eyes to look at him, and then his eyes fell back to the color. He always maintained an excellent and perfect appearance, but at this time he rarely showed a sense of indifference and oppression.

In the morning, Wen Zhichu followed him to the student union, although he only took a step in and pretended not to see anyone leaving, but Wen Zhichu could see clearly what he was doing inside.

With black eyes half-down, Wen Zhichu would only give him candy when he found him smoking.

Skittles were sprinkled on the plate in a mess, looking at the oval particles, the scene in front of the English office came to mind. Wen Zhichu's flustered expression when he saw him inevitably made people think deeply.

At that time, there was clearly a guilty conscience in the eyes of the other party. The tricks used on himself were also used on others when they were found guilty.

Thinking of Wen Zhichu agreeing to give it to someone else, Qin Jiashu suddenly felt disgusted, got up and dumped the things, the dissatisfaction in his heart was like a fire in a desperate place, burning more and more, endlessly, Ji Fengchang didn't touch the bad luck , Thinking about Qin Jiashu's bad mood, where to ask someone to go for entertainment at night.

Wen Zhichu ran all the way back to the dormitory for lunch break, and the moment he opened the door, he collapsed on the bed like a balloon that had been drained of air.

Because of the strenuous running just now, there was a little sweat, Wen Zhichu lifted his arms limply and brushed the black hair on his forehead, revealing his white and smooth forehead.

Wen Zhichu let out a sharp sigh. "It's better not to appear in Qin Jiashu's sight recently."

[System: Why? 】

Wen Zhichu: "Shouldn't I ask you this?"

Sky Meow Elf: ...

The task is indeed a bit excessive, but it is indeed something that a villain will do.

Wen Zhichu looked at the ceiling above his head, thinking that the other party helped him review English before, but now he still sprinkled sugar in the other party's meal, secretly spurning himself for a while.

Wen Zhichu, you are really a slave to money.

But the three hundred yuan is just enough to cover the tuition and miscellaneous fees for this semester.

There is the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops outside the window, the window is only opened a small opening, and the breeze blows in from time to time, Wen Zhichu squints his eyes comfortably, only to feel that his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, arched and found a comfortable position to close. Going to take a nap.

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