Fast-crossing system: the villain BOSS strikes!

"Senior Su, what are you looking at?"

In the corridor, the boy looked sideways at the half-closed classroom door.

The students who were walking in front saw that he hadn't followed for a long time, so they couldn't help but turned back and followed the boy's gaze to look inside.

"Isn't this Fuyu? He's actually doing a problem... Oh my god, did the sun come out from the west today?"

The classmate looked at the sky outside very vividly.

It's a pity that it is gloomy outside and there is no sunshine.

"Her name is Fuyu?" the boy asked the classmate.

"Yeah, it's a weird name, but it sounds nice, and it looks good." The classmate looked regretful: "It's just that this person is not good, has a bad temper, and often skips classes. Senior Su, do you know that her most bizarre reason for skipping classes is what?"

The boy seemed a little interested: "What?"

"She actually said that the sun was too big and she would get sunburned. I heard that the headmaster was mad at that time."

"Is it."

He looked into the classroom. The girl and another boy were standing on the podium at the same time. They were writing very quickly, as if they were in a competition.

Snapped.

The two put down their pens almost at the same time.

The girl made a yes gesture to the boy, which was playful and cute.

The boy immediately lowered his face, with a very painful expression.

The boy withdrew his gaze and lost interest again: "Let's go."

"...The behavior is also weird, hey, Senior Su, wait for me." The classmate hurriedly followed the boy, muttering inwardly.

Senior Su Mian was obviously interested just now, but he lost interest in a blink of an eye.

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"Go on." The teacher gave Mingshu a strange look.

Although Tong Ye often skipped classes, his grades were stable.

Fu Yu, who was newly transferred from another class, had poor grades.

Didn't expect it to work out...

Mingshu glanced outside the door, smiled, and returned to their seats with Tong Ye.

"Grandma, are you hanging up?" Tong Ye couldn't help it.

"I used to hide my strength."

"...Why don't you hide it now?"

"Don't you say whoever loses will treat you?" Mingshu tilted his head: "You treat yourself."

"..."

Just for a cup of rations, as for what!

Mingshu said that.

According to the regulations of Angel Song, each blood race has a limit on the number of purchases in Angel Song every month, and she has already bought her share.

And this month...

There is more than half.

How can she live.

Mingshu glanced at Guan Sha's position. Guan Sha didn't come to class today, and she seemed to be on sick leave.

Mingshu is curious about how Guan Sha is not afraid of the sun?

Even the original owner and Tong Ye would not come to school if the sun is too high, Chu Yue is the same, but Tong Ye and Chu Yue have good grades, and they have a personality to skip class.

Fuyu, a scumbag, skipped class—that was skipping class.

After a whole day of class, Mingshu's mind is full of ABCD12345...

When school was over, Tongye and Mingshu left the classroom together.

Tong Ye is still struggling with the news: "You haven't told me yet, why are you meddling in your own business?"

Mingshu said with a serious face, "I will be a good person in the future."

Tong Ye: "..." Do you know how to write the word "good man"?

Is there a problem with Angel Song's goods this time? I heard that some blood races had sudden mood changes before, and it was because of the blood source.

But that only lasted a few days.

No, he has to ask, food safety is very important!

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The next few days were uneventful.

Guan Sha asked for leave, Chu Yue disappeared, Xiao DianXian was in a daze, but no one bullied her anymore.

After all, Mingshu said that he wanted to cover her.

Mingshu looked at the sunset outside worriedly, bit the straw and took several sips to relieve the restlessness in his heart.

It was cloudy for the past few days, and the sun suddenly started to shine at noon today. Tongye didn't know if he had read the weather forecast, but he didn't come to class today.

The classmates in the classroom gradually disappeared, and Mingshu sat in a shady place where the sun could not shine, dazed.

"Are you really afraid of the sun?"

Su Mian leaned against the back door of the classroom, put her hands in her trouser pockets, and looked at her with an inexplicable expression.

The setting sun shone from behind him, casting a silhouette in place.

Mingshu propped his chin with his hands, and asked softly, "So what?"

Su Mian walked in from outside the classroom and took a few steps. He paused slightly and looked at Mingshu even more strangely.

It was as if he encountered something that made him extremely puzzled.

A moment later, he stood in front of Mingshu, bent slightly, and his probing eyes broke into Mingshu's eyes: "Is there really a blood race in this world?"

The clear and masculine breath rushed towards his face.

Mingshu didn't answer him, but just raised his hand to the sunlight outside.

The fair and slender fingers were nearly transparent when exposed to the sun, but Su Mian could see burn marks appearing on the fingers.

Su Mian's eyebrows twitched, and she drew the curtains with a swish.

This side of the world darkened.

The scars on those fingers gradually disappeared and returned to normal.

Mingshu withdrew his hand indifferently, and smiled at the boy: "Do you believe it now?"

Su Mian pulled out her hands and supported the table. He bent down and almost met Mingshu face to face: "I heard that blood race can turn human beings into blood race."

Mingshu looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Yes."

Su Mian narrowed her eyes slightly, she didn't know what she was thinking, and after a while, she suddenly rolled up her sleeves: "Can you turn me into a blood race?"

Mingshu: "..."

It doesn't seem right.

Mingshu looked at him amusedly: "Do you think you can become a vampire with just one bite?"

A trace of doubt appeared in Su Mian's flamboyant eyebrows, "Isn't it?"

The last ray of afterglow falls, and the nightlife is about to begin.

Mingshu stood up, looked at 'two hundred and five', and patted Su Mian on the shoulder: "Young man, don't dream."

"You can't do it?"

A boy's sarcastic voice sounded from behind.

"Yes, yes, I can't do it." Mingshu waved his hand: "You old man can find something that can be done."

Su Mian: "..."

old man?

Compared to a vampire who doesn't know her age, she must be an old man!

Su Mian chased Mingshu out, "What are the conditions for becoming a blood race?"

Mingshu: "Why do you want to become a blood race?"

A good person is wrong, but he can't even think about being a blood clan.

I don't want to be a human being! !

Is this little goblin here to seek hatred? !

Su Mian: "This is my business."

Mingshu blinked viciously: "Oh, then I won't tell you what conditions are required, that's also my business."

Su Mian: "..." Why did he think she was cute before?Are you blind? !

Su Mian followed Mingshu not too far away.

There was a girl standing at the school gate. Seeing Mingshu coming out, she hesitated for a moment, then trotted over, and stuffed Mingshu with the things wrapped in black plastic bags.

She glanced at Mingshu, bit her lower lip, turned and ran away.

Mingshu: "..."

In the black plastic bag is a glass bottle of bright red liquid, not much, only about 200cc.