Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Every time she wrote a step, the teacher standing beside her would nod with satisfaction.

"The correct answer is 15. Did everyone get it right?"

An Xuan walked down from the podium and returned to her seat amid the teacher's praise.

After school, An Xuan was in the car on the way home. She took out her cell phone and added Ji Qingye’s WeChat.

It was not until the evening that he agreed to her friend request. Soon, Ji Qingye took a photo of the store's menu and sent it to her. An Xuan saved the picture and replaced it with a fresh meat soup dumpling.

Ji Qingye, [OK.]

An Xuan took a photo of the last two questions of today's homework and sent it to him, "Ji Qingye, how do you do these two questions? Teach me."

Comes with a cute "please" emoticon.

Soon, Ji Qingye sent the solution process.

An Xuan clicked on the photo and checked the answer she had written on the draft paper. Like her, she sent a voice message in a deliberately soft voice, "Ji Qingye, use voice to tell me your thinking process for the problem~"

Ji Qingye first sent a series of "...", and just when An Xuan had been waiting for a long time and thought that he would definitely not explain the questions to her using voice, two sixty-second long voice messages popped up.

She, who had been lazily leaning on the back of the chair, sat up straight and clicked on one of the messages. The young man's deep and pleasant voice explained in detail the solution process of the problem. He probably didn't send voice messages often, but An Xuan could still hear the nervousness in his voice, so that he spoke a little too fast. The second message was spoken at a normal speed.

While playing his voice message, An Xuan copied the process on the draft paper under the title.

Here, Ji Qingye had already put all his things into his schoolbag. He glanced at his cell phone and saw no new messages. Could it be that he didn't explain it clearly?

So he thought about it and clicked on his own voice call. He quickly lowered the volume button, put the receiver next to his ear and listened to it twice. He didn't feel that there was anything that was not made clear. Could it be that what he said was too complicated and too long-winded?

At this moment, the voice that was playing suddenly froze. Ji Qingye saw that it was her voice. He clicked it and the girl's soft and smiling voice came into his ears, "Ji Qingye, thank you. You explained it in detail. I understand!"

He listened to the voice message twice before typing back, "I have something to do. I'm logging off now."

An Xuan replied, “See you tomorrow.”

【Ding! Love value +6, current progress is 37/100. 】

In a blink of an eye, the first semester of the first year of high school was over. Ji Qingye would bring breakfast to An Xuan almost every other day. When she went home to do her homework at night, he would patiently explain to her the questions she didn't know through voice. The two got along very well, but they were always just deskmates.

One day, the Chinese class representative who had a good relationship with An Xuan came to her secretly during physical education class and asked her if she was in a relationship with Ji Qingye.

"No, don't guess."

At least now he is not completely sure that she is the "little sister" in the orphanage when he was a child.

After the mid-term exam of the second semester of senior high school, Ji Qingye ranked first in the grade again, and An Xuan remained in the tenth place and fifth in the class by controlling her scores reasonably.

In the afternoon, when the physics teacher was reviewing the last two physics questions, the head teacher appeared at the door: "Ji Qingye, come out with me."

But after this trip, Ji Qingye never returned to the classroom.

"Xiao Ke, what's going on?"