"Then what do you think?" Keya asked, "If it's possible, it will probably occupy two days of your weekend, do you think it's okay?"

"Photograph...?" William smiled slightly, spread his right hand, and showed her his wound, "I'm sorry that I may have to disappoint your kindness, you see, my hand has suffered a very obvious injury recently, I'm afraid Not suitable for modeling."

Ah, he sure enough refused.

Du Ruoying sighed in disappointment.

Mi Jiuchuan stared at his wound and thought for a moment, then said: "It doesn't matter, there are many solutions. Some poses can avoid photographing this hand. If it is photographed, it is not difficult to ask professional post-production personnel to P If it really doesn't work, I can also make a special design for it... So the key depends on your own wishes."

"In that case," William looked at Du Ruoying's disappointed expression playfully, "then——it's up to you to take care of me."

Hearing this answer, Mi Jiuchuan's eyes lit up: "So, you agree?"

"Well, I agree." He smiled, "After all——Student Xiaoying seems to hope that I agree too."

He deliberately pronounced the word "Xiaoying" in a particularly ambiguous way.

The corners of the mouth lightly grinned, the tip of the tongue was down, and gently landed on the teeth, making a lingering syllable: Xiao-Ying.It seems that the breath also resonates.

His deliberately elongated deep voice was full of magnetism, with a faint inflection unique to Europeans, and his usual, full of enjoyment, made Du Ruoying tremble all over.

Keya looked at the two guests in front of her in disbelief, and out of curiosity, she cautiously asked, "Could it be...you are really what the news said?"

Recalling the shocking news headlines she just saw on her mobile phone, Du Ruoying quickly waved her hands and said, "We're not, we're not, they're talking nonsense."

The standard three-in-one denial is done in one go.

"Since Xiaoying said 'no', let's just pretend it's not." Seeing her panicked look, the corners of William's mouth raised even higher. .seven

Seeing this, Keya showed a knowing smile.She enthusiastically held Du Ruoying's hands, and said gratefully: "When the photobook comes out, I will definitely give you a copy."

"Oh, woman! You're so snobbish! You completely ignored me just a second ago..."

After Mi Jiuchuan took William to measure his figure in the workshop, the black tea in Du Ruoying's cup finally bottomed out.She yawned sleepily and glanced at the time.

"Then it's settled," Keya, who sensed her thoughts, got up and said, "It's getting late, and since you guys have to go back before the gate control, we won't hold you back anymore. I'll drive to Beiyu University to pick you up on weekends." You guys, let's keep in touch with each other."

Needless to say, it was Du Ruoying's phone number that was left behind.

On the way back, she silently looked at the dark cell phone.Thinking of the strange resurrection system in the phone, she gradually felt out of breath.

This eccentric system!It is obvious that she is the one who suffers every time, but why is it always him who gets the reward?

I don't know what he will get after task four is completed. If she directly lights up the IT skills, then she really doesn't want to play anything...

"What are you thinking?" William asked.

In order to confirm her conjecture, she calmed down and replied, "I'm wondering what exactly is the reward you got in mission three."

"What is it—isn't it obvious? I thought you must have noticed it." He smiled, "The name of the reward is 'Visual Translation', and I can understand Chinese through it now."

really……

"About visual translation, I just have a question to ask Xiaoying." He said, "Google, do you know this word?"

"...Google?" she frowned. "Where did you see that?"

"Every time I use the 'visual translation' function, this word will flash in front of my eyes, and it is still very strangely colored, so I think it should be a very important clue."

"You think too much..." She said speechlessly, "This is—"

and many more!

Can do visual translation, and it's powered by Google? !

Why is there such an artificial part of such a supernatural system?

Speaking of which, she hadn't thought about what this "resurrection system" was before, because everything was so supernatural that she couldn't think of it at all.In her opinion, it is impossible for this system to come from human hands.

But what if it really came from a certain group of people?

Then this will mean that it must also be breached by another group of people——

"Your era has more technological advantages... How about trying to rely on the strength of your partners?" The revelation of Sherlock Holmes in her dream was still in her ears, making her realize that maybe the current predicament still exists Another solution direction is to solve Moriarty by solving the system.

It seems that it is time to use the power of "that person".

"By the way, starting tomorrow, I'm going to work normally." William said, "The library, nine to five. Do you want to follow? Continue your 24-hour surveillance at the cost of wasting your studies?"

"I won't follow you when you're at work, anyway, the library is full of surveillance." She said indifferently, "If I find out that students who have been in contact with you are involved in some strange cases, I will report you ,You're welcome."

It just so happened that there was only one architectural hand-painted representation technique class tomorrow. After school, she could avoid William, go to "that person" alone, and then study the "resurrection system" itself together.

The morning sun dazzled the classroom, gradually dispelling the coolness of the remaining night, making the air a little hotter.In the middle of class, some students in the back row of the classroom sneaked into the corner to turn on the air conditioner.

"Excuse me, is Du Ruoying here?" It was Counselor Zou again.

Ah, this familiar scene...

Du Ruoying raised her hand helplessly, and left the classroom with the teacher's permission.She followed the counselor through the long corridor.

"Don't panic, Du Ruoying, isn't it just a fake fire alarm? There's nothing to be afraid of, just confess William honestly."

However, when she opened the door and walked into the conference room, what greeted her was not a row of harsh eyes, but a round of applause instead.

"...?!!" Although she kept reminding herself to calm down, the scene in front of her was completely beyond her ability to calm down, "Fa...what happened?" Looking at the two people who were obviously firefighters, she felt His own voice was all weak.

"It's a small commendation meeting." An academic teacher explained.

"Commendation meeting?" She felt more and more confused.

"Yes, this fire, if you hadn't contacted the fire alarm in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable." A fire officer said.

"After all, the location of the fire is too hidden to be noticed."

"Yes, yes, it's really dangerous."

"Who would have thought that there would be a hot-melt glue gun that forgot to unplug the socket in the classroom that had been locked for several days? And the continuous high temperature just ignited the PVC board, and then burned the curtains."

"However, the orientation of that professional teacher is not good."

"It must be the carelessness of the students who made the models..."

"Yes, we need to find out whose hot glue gun it is as soon as possible."

"And those aging fire alarms and sprinklers, also need to arrange a full overhaul."

"..."

The teachers talked a lot.

fire?fire?Hot glue gun?

What the hell are they talking about.

Could it be that--

Did the fake fire alarm last night come true?

Another teacher stepped forward and patted Du Ruoying on the shoulder, bringing her thoughts back to reality: "The fire in the school is disgraceful after all. We don't want to praise it publicly. I hope Xiaoying will not I'll mind. But, I promise, you won't be given less scholarship points."

However, Du Ruoying hadn't recovered from the bewilderment at all.

Fire...how could it be true?

Such a coincidence in the world?

Could it be that William—

At this moment, William was chatting with a student in the foreign language consultation room of the library.There was an open Chinese book lying beside his desk, with the cover facing up, on which was written "Study on Contemporary Law and Social Relations of Flower Planters", which seemed to be the pastime reading he had been reading before.

Facing the anxious student in front of him, William put on a friendly smile: "Actually, besides teaching as a profession, I am also a career consultant. So, regarding your current predicament, I am There is a good suggestion."

A blinding sun suddenly came from the window behind him, illuminating the student's eyes, like lighting two bright candles in the dark night.

William handed another hardcover book at hand to the other party, and continued: "I lend you this book, I think the answers given in it are very suitable for solving your problems."

"Camus'..."The Rebel"?" The student's nerves seemed to be stabbed suddenly, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide, trying to figure out whether the other party was serious about what he said.

But as William sat with his back to the sun, his eyes became more and more difficult to discern under the thin and dazzling blond hair. The only thing that could be seen clearly was that in the deep shadow, the corners of his mouth did show A very bewitching smile.

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