Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Jiang Yin's heavy gaze fell on her, and the silent and depressing atmosphere lingered for a long time.

Suddenly.

He pulled back.

Lu Jian breathed out lightly and imperceptibly.

Although the day of his death is not here, the way the male protagonist pretends to strangle himself is quite realistic.

She took out the Quick-acting Jiuxin Pills from her pocket, poured a handful into her mouth, and pressed it under her tongue.

Jiang Yin put his arm around her shoulders, narrowed his eyes lightly, and patted her back to comfort her.

At this point, Lu Jian felt much better.

She smiled and said, "Yeah, I know my brother can't let me go."

Jiang Yin: "..."

A ╬ was almost squeezed out from his forehead.

Jiang Yin: "Shut up."

Jiang Yin held her collar and asked her to stand firmly on the ground, then strode outside.

Lu Jian trotted behind.

Jiang Yin walked forward without squinting, and when he caught sight of her from the corner of his eye, he lowered his eyelashes in thought, and finally sighed softly.

His pace slowed a little.

His voice was light, "Lu Jian, if you keep messing around, you'd better leave."

Lu Jian was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "What's wrong, brother, can't I still play a prank?"

Jiang Yin stopped.

His voice was clear and light. It was crushed by the wind and scattered in the air. It also had a chilling feeling, and the young boy's clear voice sounded.

"I won't tell anyone about this."

"But, Lu Jian..."

His voice was slightly lost, and his glass-like eyes were half covered by long eyelashes, drooping slightly, casting a shadow.

As the male protagonist, his appearance is definitely the best in the entire novel.

That Qingjun's delicate face was slightly sad, but he suddenly raised his head to look at her.

"Where...did I offend you?"

Lu Jian: "..."

Lu Jian: "!!!"

I*, please don’t do this, please, I’m scared! ! !

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Lu Jian...

Lu Jian didn't want to speak.

She felt her teeth aching when she thought of Jiang Yin's dimmed eyes before.

She is not someone who pretends to be pitiful towards others.

But when a beautiful person pretends to be pitiful, that’s really a heart attack!

It almost made her sick.

She bit her nails and ground her teeth angrily.

[Stop biting, it’s about to break. 】Ning Qi numbly made a sound.

"But, he's so cute. I can't do anything to my brother~" She pretended to be shy.

Ningqi: [……]

But it makes me sick.

It turns out that the previous plot went so smoothly just because the male protagonist didn't pretend to be pitiful? !

[40% of the story progresses]

When Jiang Yin took her back to the teaching building, the head teacher finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her standing there intact.

The school contacted the staff, but they were hesitant and didn't give any reason.

Because their boss didn't believe what Zhang Haofei said.

It was said that someone pushed the background curtain from behind, and then it fell down, and it was gone when I looked at it again.

Putting aside the fact that the background curtains are all fixed, how could someone fall down as soon as he pushed them, thinking he was a strong man?

Who else could disappear so quickly!

When the boss saw that there were dozens of injured people, his face turned black. No matter how he thought about it, he had to pay so much money.

Compensation for what?

No compensation!

The school had no choice but to send the students to the hospital first to appease the parents and then check the monitoring system.

But the monitoring was actually deleted!

Because intuition is not a simple matter.

Unwilling to do so, the school hired someone to check the other party's IP address and found that it was actually No. 6 in the school information room.

If the IP address was found due to the other party's carelessness, then the person hired by the school obviously couldn't find anything on Machine 6.

Lu Jian waited for a long time, but no one came to see her, and she was confused.

Frowning, he said, "Why did you delete the surveillance?"

Ning Qi blinked her mung bean eyes in confusion, denying it three times, [I'm not, I didn't, don't accuse me wrongly! 】

Heaven and earth conscience.

If the host didn't ask it to be deleted, it really wasn't deleted.

She waits to be discovered, then uses money to suppress her, then drops out of school, and then goes home...

wrong.

According to the plot, it should be to go to a sanatorium.

Turned into backstabbing and causing trouble.

As a result, no one came to see her until it was almost time for the monthly exam.

She rubbed her hair frantically.

"How could this be so!"

"Monitoring! Monitoring!"

"Are they trash?"

School administrator: Thank you so much!

School: If the surveillance hadn’t been gone, do you think I couldn’t find you?

On the contrary, Jiang Yin turned his head with a cold expression and threw a high school textbook on the table.

Accompanied by a few cold words.

"math."

Snapped--

"Chinese."

Snapped--

"English."

clap clap-

"physics."

"Chemical."

"biology."

Lu Jian: "..."

Lu Jian's lips trembled a few times, "...What are you doing?"

Jiang Yin showed a rare smile, and the upward curve of his thin lips was like a spring breeze, which diluted the indifferent temperament a bit.

But there is a strange illusion of adding insult to injury.

"Lu Jian..."

"Test the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Yin: Review it for me!

Lu Jian banged the table and said angrily: Did I come to school to study?

Jiang Yin glared at him like a cold knife, and Lu Jian fell silent.

"Tell me, is there a possibility?"

"I'm not here to study?"

She gritted her teeth and tried to speak in a nice tone.

Villain!

Big villain!

First of all, he is cool and cool.

Secondly, you can do bad things when necessary, and then destroy the world when you turn black.

Such ambitious and great undertakings are what she should do.

Jiang Yin looked strange when he heard her say that she wanted to destroy the world, and looked at her with a little pity.

Middle school girl?

A fierce middle school girl?

Lu Jian felt the caring eyes on the mentally retarded person: "..."

Ahhhhh!

Male protagonist, die!

You must die!

I'll kill you if you wait!

Ning Qi said weakly, [Host, you didn’t kill him in the end. 】

Lu Jian: "..."

[Host, I have a question for you. 】Ning Qi hummed and took out two models and projected them into her sea of ​​consciousness.

【Do you like Ultraman Di? Or Ultraman Sai? 】

"...I like Beria."

Ningqi: [……]

excuse me.

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Lu Jian's complete set of textbooks has been delivered to her.

Father Lu also thoughtfully bought Lu Jian teaching aids and asked Jiang Yin to make up for her lessons.

On the phone, Jiang Yin agreed simply and with a smile.

Lu Jian was wearing pink rabbit pajamas, hiding in the corner holding a pillow, looking at him warily.

...and the homework on the desk behind him.

"Come here and do the questions." He leaned forward slightly and looked at her.

Lu Jian shook his head wildly.

"Shall I drag you here?"

Lu Jian choked and looked at him pitifully, "Brother~"

"Lu Jian." Jiang Yin tapped the pen on the table, "The exam will begin soon."

"I've asked you to take this day off..."

He adjusted his glasses, a fox-like smile flashing across his eyes.

"I'm here to supplement your high school knowledge."

Lu Jian: "..."

Ning Qi stood on the treetop and looked at the scene in the window.

The young man leaned forward, his thin lips opening and closing all the time, talking about something, and scratching on the draft paper with a pen from time to time.

The girl sitting next to her had a reluctant look on her face, and she was so distracted that she didn't know whether to listen or not.

The young man pursed his lips, raised his hand and gave her a headache.

Ning Qi heard her host cry out in pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, still complaining about the pain of studying.

An aunt's smile couldn't help but appear on the bird's face.

Good to eat.

So delicious.

It is purely a cult CP.

and many more.

Cult?

Ning Qi's head shook and she seemed to wake up, [! ! ! 】

[md host, you should be throwing things in the nursing home now! ! ! 】

It’s over.

The style of painting is off...