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Chapter 90 Chapter 89 · "What are you looking at?"

Su Mingan walked downstairs in deep thought, and looked up, it was Lu Shu with a praying mantis on his shoulder and students around him walking around him.

"This is bread and milk tea. It's safe, do you want to eat it?" Lu Shu raised it to eat.

"Don't drink milk tea in the morning." Su Mingan glanced at the bread: "I don't eat bread either."

"No poison..."

"No, I really don't eat."

Lu Shu was a little frustrated and put the things back into the backpack space, and lowered his head to nibble on his own.

"Hey! You two - good morning!" A vibrant voice came from the crowd on the side, and Wang Xingxing jumped and ran with his schoolbag on his back.

"Are you resting well...Hey, Ming An'an, your face looks so ugly." Wang Xingkong stared at him and said, "You stayed up late at night to do your homework, didn't you sleep well?"

Su Mingan took a look at the mirror of the system interface - his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, dark circles were also obvious, and his face was not very good-looking.

Perhaps it was the sentence in the clone skill [Attention, the risk of death and collapse of this skill is extremely high! ], the clones died many times, and his mental state was indeed not very good.

Lu Shu asked, "Did you encounter an enemy last night?"

"It's alright." Su Mingan replied simply, barely showing a mild smile, looking at Lu Shu and Wang Xingxing: "...Thank you for your concern."

Lu Shu's hands tightened, but Wang Xingxing responded happily: "Hey, Ming Anan is thanking me! No need to thank me, I'm so happy today, I slept well..."

Wang Xingxing always looks like this heartless, and the two ignore him.

After following the flow of people going to school up the stairs, Su Ming'an heard Lu Shu's low voice amid the liveliness:
"……Are you OK."

"..."

"...There's no need to act like that and be yourself." Lu Shu whispered and left.

Su Mingan entered the classroom following the flow of people, and the first thing he noticed was Shen Xue.

Today, she wore a pair of ponytails, her black hair was soft, and she was looking at him with a pair of glass bead-like eyes.

Shen Yue was also sitting not far away, and the moment she entered the classroom, her clean and soft eyes also looked over, as if suddenly ironing the broken light of the morning sun.

When the two girls who looked alike and were still very beautiful looked over, the lethality was unparalleled.

Su Mingan handed in the homework, and lowered his head to open the English book he needed for morning reading.

The barrage is also very excited today:

[During the day is more than the sun at night. In fact, as long as you don’t run around at night, the world is still a good life, right? 】

[Actually, the campus copy is still quite good, but it is much more peaceful on the surface than the first two worlds]

[High school students, race high!High school students save the world! 】

[I also want to post with such a peaceful and beautiful campus world. 】

[Good hammer, stickers?The human skin mask is about the same as your sticker! 】

【…】

"Su Jian." Shen Xue's soft voice came from the side: "Did you go somewhere last night?"

Her tone was very deep and her words were very slow.

Su Ming'an was stunned for a moment, he realized that there was still a rose scent on his clothes, and it was still there after a night.

"Oh." He said, "Wang Han doesn't know if he has a question. I'll go to his dormitory to answer it. What's wrong?"

He paid attention to Shen Xue's expression.

Her eyebrows moved slightly, and then she turned her head: "...That's it."

She didn't seem to care and stopped asking.

"Jingle Bell--!"

The bell rang.

Morning reading begins.

The morning class was relatively normal, but when the fourth class was about to start, the head teacher showed up at the door.

"Wu Hai, Chen Weiwei, Sun Haiyao, Lu Yu, Wang Han..." He recited the names of six people in a row: "You failed your homework yesterday! Come to my office on the second floor after school tonight!"

Wang Xingxing froze in his heart, and after class at noon, he cast a look of help at Su Mingan.

"Ming An, Ming An'an, you must save me!" Wang Xingxing took his hand and shook it: "I am finished, I am finished, his office is definitely not a good place..."

"Do you want me to accompany you?"

"Wow! That's really great!" Wang Xingkong smiled happily: "If Ming Anan would accompany me, it wouldn't be so scary!"

"Okay." After Su Mingan took a bite of the chocolate to replenish his stamina, he fell down on the table again.

"Then I'm going to cook first, goodbye Ming An'an!" Wang Xingxing's always energetic voice gradually faded away.

Su Ming'an yawned. He was lying on the table, feeling a little drowsy in his vision. After squinting a little, he sat up.

It is lunch break now, and the students in the class have gradually disappeared.

Su Mingan took out the red leather diary he found in the office building last night from his backpack.After opening it, I suddenly saw several lines of blood-red characters:

[I think a lot of people are repeating the same thing day in and day out.

Doing what you "should" do at all ages, dragging your true will with you, putting it back and forth...Free will is, to us, nothing more than a complacent illusion.Even if we find something wrong, we have nowhere to go.

All kinds of efforts with beautiful ideals will make oneself more and more greedy.The poor crave food and clothing, the well-fed crave wealth, and the rich crave spiritual freedom, until they fall into the trap called life.

…In our lifetimes, we have never lived for who we really are.

. . . We have not waited for the realization of the value of life that we speak of.

We need to create the real world,

——A world without death is not beautiful and poetic]

……

"Another mental illness." Su Mingan closed the book.

"……What are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a faint question floated from his ear, and his hand holding the book shook, turned his head to look over, and met a pair of terrifying, sparkling glass eyes.

... She came silently, not even the sound of the wind moving.

As if it had grown out of thin air.

"Look at the diary." Su Ming'an stuffed the diary into his schoolbag as if nothing had happened.

【Get Hidden Clues · Diary】

[(Diary): "The world TA loves is beautiful and poetic"]

【Get 10 exploration points】

"...That's it." Shen Xue leaned very close, her drooping hair fluttered on Su Mingan's cheeks along the afternoon breeze, with an almost rotten rose fragrance, those eyes seemed to be more clean, The afternoon light was white and moist.

"I see you haven't had lunch yet." She held the plastic bag in her hand: "Want to try red bean bread? You like it."

"No." Su Mingan has always been grateful for the food brought by suspicious women.

"Okay..." After asking this sentence, Shen Xue turned and left.

One after another, scattered students came in yawning, and the afternoon class arrived.

In the afternoon, it was about physical and chemical biology and mathematics. When the physics teacher came up, he began to draw the ball movement on the blackboard. The sound came out through the microphone, like a sleepy worm.Su Ming'an was really tired, even though Shen Xue's eyes on the right were always cold, he couldn't help lying on the table and fell asleep.

In his sleep, he always felt a faint scent of roses lingering on the tip of his nose, which calmed his nerves, and unknowingly fell asleep for many classes.

Shen Xue, who was on the side, turned her head to the side, with a deep smile on her face.

……

This sleep was very deep, very deep, Su Mingan hadn't slept so well for a long time.

The scent of roses has always existed, and my thoughts have always been as heavy as if they were stuck.

With a little clear consciousness, he tried to focus his attention on the heavy eyelids, trying to break through the line that blocked the light——

The field of vision widened in an instant.

When he opened his eyes again, he was showered with large swathes of bright sunlight.

He rubbed his eyes, sat up from the table, yawned, and saw that there were no students in the classroom.

...how long have you been sleeping?
Immediately alert, he looked towards the clock at the top of the classroom and saw that the hands pointed to twelve o'clock.

……at noon?

Outside the window there were large swathes of bright sunlight, and it was clear that it was daytime.

Before going to bed is the first class in the afternoon... According to this time node, is it possible that he slept here until the next day?
But if he slept, at least Lu Shu would come to call him, but he looked at the private message on the system panel, and the chat with Lu Shu was still in the part of copying homework.

He glanced at the bullet screen, and today's bullet screen was also very cheerful, as if he didn't care that he slept for so long:

【Are you going to take a science class this afternoon?I really look forward to the look of the first player looking dumbfounded]

[It's another day of talking to himself... I don't know when this b will be able to look up at us...]

[Never interact with anchors, bad reviews (dog head)]

[There is another movement in the main god space today, it seems to say that it is going to form a blue helmet or something]

[Looking for marriage through the live broadcast room, I am 20, have a room and a cat, a garden room in the center of the main god space server 376, save 300+ points, find a girlfriend, require good temperament and pure natural, like cats and like LOL...]

[Squatting in a lighthouse support group, I am a senior lighthouse theory expert, good at editing... No, good at all kinds of lamp language and lamp language to deal with all kinds of moral kidnappings, absolutely the world forum tearing moral kidnapping leader...]

【…】

The daily life of this group of bullet screens is like this, because they can't get his response, so they have learned to talk to themselves, chatting about some useless little things every day, and chatting with the world in the live broadcast room.

He was arranging his schoolbag, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

... After reading the red-sealed diary yesterday, he put it in his schoolbag,

Why can't I see it in my school bag now?
He immediately opened the system backpack bar, and suddenly saw the red leather diary lying quietly in the backpack space.

A slight cold sweat ran across his forehead, and some bad emotions appeared in his heart.

He seemed to have thought of something, and an uncontrollable sense of crisis spread up his spine, like a flood that was out of control.

"--What are you looking at?"

A gentle, gentle female voice came from the back of the neck, exhaling a hot air with the scent of roses.

Su Ming'an turned his head stiffly and met Shen Xue's bright glass eyes.

His fingertips moved slightly, and a private message was sent to Lu Shu.

[Su Ming'an: Today is the first day of entering the dungeon? 】

"Ding dong!"

There was a quick reply there.

[Lu Shu: What's wrong? 】

……

"Ding dong!"

[Lu Shu: The next day. 】

(End of this chapter)