I'm really immortal

People who stink generally don't like people who are as stinky as themselves, or who are stinkier than themselves. This is just a rule summary, not Zhu Juntang's personal consciousness, because the words fairy and stink should not be associated together.

In short, Zhu Juntang only thinks that Liu Changan is a stinker, and it is very satisfying to see such a stinker being defeated.

He couldn't possibly kill her just because she spat orange juice all over him, right?

Zhu Juntang was a little worried that he picked up his own orange juice and poured it on her.

Liu Changan didn't do this, he wouldn't waste his orange juice like this.

Zhu Juntang quickly threw away the orange juice in his hand.

What a waste, Yan Qingcheng shook his head. Ordinary orange juice costs three yuan, and the more expensive freshly squeezed orange juice in the supermarket costs thirty yuan, not to mention what Zhu Juntang drank?

"Do you think I will open the bottle cap and pour the orange juice over your head?" Liu Changan looked at Zhu Juntang calmly.

"You can't!" Zhu Juntang quickly put his hands in front of his chest and put them down again and again to calm Liu Changan's seemingly calm mood.

"Of course I won't." After Liu Changan finished speaking, he stood up and said, "I'm going to wash my hands."

Zhu Juntang watched Liu Changan walk out of the classroom and blinked in surprise. Is Liu Changan so easy to talk to?

"It's none of my business?" Zhu Juntang turned around and said to Yan Qingcheng.

Yan Qingcheng hesitated, nodded, and shook her head. She didn't know why Zhu Juntang asked her, and she didn't have an objective position. She just didn't want to talk to Zhu Juntang.

Zhu Juntang didn't really want to seek support from Yan Qingcheng, and then saw Liu Changan walking in with a pack of tissues while wiping, and a bottle of jasmine tea in the other hand.

"Would you like orange juice?" Liu Changan handed Zhu Juntang the orange juice he had left in his seat.

Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan very suspiciously, then shook his head, and felt that although Liu Changan was very suspicious, rejecting him might cause disputes when he attacked first, so he pointed at the jasmine tea in Liu Changan's hand, " I drink this."

Liu Changan hesitated for a moment, then handed the jasmine tea to Zhu Juntang, then opened the orange juice and drank it himself.

Zhu Juntang looked at the drink bottle carefully, squeezed it, turned it around to see if the bottle cap was intact, and then opened it and drank.

"I bought it from a vending machine outside." Liu Changan said casually.

"I rarely drink such cheap drinks." Zhu Juntang took another sip. Most of her cheap consumption activities were with Qin Yanan, because Qin Yanan often bought food and drinks on the roadside and gave them to her. Zhujuntang.

"How is the taste?"

"Generally, this kind of jasmine tea is obviously made with essence. The aroma is not very fresh and natural." Zhu Juntang tasted it again and tightened the bottle cap. He didn't plan to drink it anymore. He had already given Liu Changan a lot of face.

Liu Changan took it over, turned it over, and said in surprise, "Sure enough, there is food flavor. Do you actually know about such a thing?"

"This is common sense." Zhu Juntang was slightly proud.

"Do you know 3-methylindole? Its molecular formula is C9H9N." Liu Changan wrote down a molecular formula and showed it to Zhu Juntang.

"I know all these letters and numbers. I know half of these two words, Yinduo. I guess the pronunciation of half of them is about the same." Zhu Juntang frowned, who knew these messy things!

"You are so smart. Their pronunciation is indeed half." Liu Changan said with appreciation.

"My chemistry is okay." Zhu Juntang admitted reservedly.

"3-Methyl indole is widely found in feces, sweet roots, camphor wood, tar and other substances, and can also be extracted from feces." Liu Changan continued.

"Are you going to give me a chemistry class?" Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Chang'an doubtfully, patted the tabletop with both hands, and put his feet together and apart under the desk to show that he was quite uninterested.

"3-Methylindole has the odor of feces, so it is also called skatole. When it is too concentrated, it makes people feel sick. After dilution, what do you think it smells like?"

"A less stinky smell?" Zhu Juntang frowned.

"No, it smells like jasmine."

"Um?"

"Jasmine scent."

"you……"

"Yes, the flavor added to the jasmine tea you just drank was diluted with skatole. How about it? Have you gained knowledge again?"

"Liu Chang'an...you, you, you..." Zhu Juntang didn't care about settling accounts with Liu Changan, and hurriedly ran out of the classroom, skipping class, and felt as sick as if he was going to die.

"Really... It's really hypocritical." Liu Changan shook his head. He did not lie to Zhu Juntang, but any science student with a little bit of brain would know that since the raw materials of substances are widely available, it is absolutely impossible to collect feces everywhere for extraction. , because the cost of collecting and storing materials is too high, the pollution is too great, and the residue treatment is too troublesome.

Most people know it and treat it as interesting trivia. Even fairies like Zhu Juntang, when they hear that what they eat is associated with the word "dung", they feel that it is almost like eating shit.

It was so pretentious that Liu Changan started drinking orange juice.

"Are you telling the truth?" Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, you have been eavesdropping on our conversation." Liu Changan nodded, "Really."

Yan Qingcheng's cheeks were slightly red, and she was very glad that she had brought a bottle of boiled water... But this person is really disgusting. Many girls have mysophobia, not to mention a wealthy daughter like Zhu Juntang... He Actually feeding shit to others, this is probably how Zhu Juntang feels.

After the second period of class, Zhu Juntang was nowhere to be seen. Liu Changan went to the dormitory to change his clothes and attended three or four more classes before receiving three text messages from Zhu Juntang at noon.

“ヽ( # `Д)┌┛〃”

“╰(‵□′)╯”

"ヽ（≧□≦）ノ，╰_╯"

Not cute at all, like a fool, Liu Changan went to eat.

There were no classes in the afternoon, and it actually started raining again. Liu Changan didn’t bring an umbrella and didn’t mind getting wet. However, he planned to go to the library to read. He couldn’t read there while dripping with water. The cleaning lady would inevitably complain about him. Carrying a puddle of water around like a kappa.

It's a rainy day, a guest day... The rain seems to be going on for a while. Liu Chang'an thinks that he might as well go home and casually walks outside the school. Passing by the Faculty Activity Center, he sees two people neither holding an umbrella nor holding an umbrella. Wearing a raincoat, he actually sat outside and played chess without moving.

The chessboard was carved on the stone table. The two people's spirit in trying to decide the winner was really amazing, so Liu Changan walked over and took a look.

It turned out to be Xu Zhancheng and Ren Changhong.