Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Lu Jian wanted to save the plot. She called Dad Lu and asked him if he knew about the school.

Father Lu knew that he was stunned for a few seconds when he heard that she had pushed him.

Then he comforted her more kindly not to think too much, it was not her fault.

Lu Jian: "..."

do not.

Please don't.

It's my fault.

In the end, Lu Jian gave up and compensated those people's medical expenses in her father's name.

The reason is crude.

My father is a shareholder of the school.

Ning Qi was amazed at this, [Host, you still have a conscience? 】

Lu Jian put his arms over his eyes and murmured helplessly.

"We got dozens more people..."

Her voice was numb.

"Ning Qi, I'm working overtime."

I'm a little sorry, but it was an accidental injury.

Unavoidable accidental injury.

Ningqi: [……]

Has a conscience, but not much.

*

The monthly exam still came in Jiang Yin's cold and dignified voice.

His voice was a little hoarse. After taking a sip of water, he continued to lecture her.

He seems to be really serious about teaching, but he seems to be playing the piano to others.

Lu Jian yawned, rubbed his eyes, stared at the pile of physics formulas, glanced at it casually, and almost closed his eyelids.

Jiang Yin closed the book, looked at her with a pair of clear eyes, and seemed to sigh helplessly.

Putting his arms on her leg sockets, he picked her up and placed her on the bed.

During this period, Lu Jian opened his eyes drowsily, but felt that the breath was inexplicably familiar, so he closed his eyes again and rubbed them unconsciously.

The girl's face looks very healthy, not like someone with heart disease at all. Her white jade-like face has a light pink color. She sleeps very quietly, and her scattered hair is spread on the bed, like scattered flowers. .

She has delicate pink lips, good-looking shape, small nose, black hair and fair skin. She is a beautiful girl.

Jiang Yin smoothed her hair, took off her glasses and placed them on the bedside, rubbing her tired eyes.

He looked at the dark sky outside, the warm yellow night light on the bedside was on silently, and his usually cold expression looked a little gentle.

do not know why.

He held her hair and lowered his eyelashes slightly.

He always comes up with something.

Gold and jade are on the outside, and decay and lint are on the inside.

Notes...

Is it really as healthy as it looks?

After a long time, he sighed and murmured in a low voice, "Jianjian, stop making trouble."

Jiang Yin rubbed her head, then closed the door and went out.

Lu Jian opened his eyes at this time.

She was sleepy, but not so sleepy that she couldn't hear anything.

She yawned slowly, rolled to the side with the quilt between her legs, "Why does the hero look like he's about to collapse?"

[...I also think it is very likely to collapse. 】Ning Qi wiped his sweat.

"Forget it, let's go. As long as it doesn't affect the mission."

She turned over, wrapped herself into a silkworm baby, and sighed with contentment, "Good night."

【Good night. 】

You have such a big heart, my host.

Outside her door, that handsome and delicate young man was holding a cigarette between his slender white jade fingers. The fire flickered brightly, like a star in the boundless darkness.

Finally it was lost in smoke.

The handsome young man put out his cigarette with an expressionless face, and in his hand was the surveillance screen that came into her room.

It's not big and easy to take away.

All six monitoring areas are clear.

The girl on the bed still had a sweet smile and slept peacefully.

His cold eyes also showed a little bit of smile.

Whispered, "Good night."

*

After the monthly exam.

Lu Jian became the focus of teachers' attention.

The Chinese teacher was confused with the blank paper.

I looked at each other with my English teacher, and it was as if one of them was bigger than the other.

All speechless.

The science teachers next to them reluctantly smiled.

"Physics only writes formulas."

“Chemistry only writes about choice.”

"The biology also only writes about choices."

"...Mathematics only writes calculation formulas."

No wonder this kid handed in his paper early.

They thought there was some kind of genius.

But the Chinese teacher, the head teacher, looked at the empty paper in her hand and felt that Lu Jian had slept before turning in the paper.

But she was the daughter of one of the school directors.

They have all been told to let their children learn happily and grades are not important.

The teachers looked a little helpless, put away the papers, and concentrated on correcting other people's papers.

the other side.

Lu Jian, who had no reason to drop out of school, lay down on the table to sleep.

Sleeping on the table is actually not good, but she has been a little sleepy recently and always feels like she doesn't get enough sleep.

Jiang Yin rubbed her head, but Lu Jian, who was still a little awake, slapped her away.

Jiang Yin frowned, "So sleepy?"

Lu Jian rubbed his eyes and said softly, "Hmm."

Jiang Yin lowered his eyes, held her face with both hands, stood up and leaned over, pressing his slightly cool forehead against hers, touching a piece of warm and soft skin.

Lu Jian was stunned for a moment.

She quickly stood up and hid, frowning and said, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yin's hands were empty and he slowly looked up at her, "Take your temperature."

"..." Lu Jian pursed his lips and stared at him, "You can use your hands to measure your temperature!"

"...Oh." Jiang Yin said warmly.

[No, the host is great, I have a question...] Ning Qi said weakly.

"?"

[…Forget it, it should be fine. 】

I just feel that as the host is a villain, the way he gets along with the male protagonist is a bit weird.

Shouldn't the atmosphere be tense and tense?

Why why exactly why.

Why wasn't he even angry when the host almost killed Jiang Yin?

It doesn't think Jiang Yin is a holy father.

Ning Qi really couldn't understand what the male protagonist was thinking.

It's a little worried.

"I don't have a fever." Lu Jian sighed and lay back on the table.

It was almost time for school to end, and most of the students around him had gone back to their dormitories. The day students had also left, and there were only two people left in the huge classroom. Lu Jian still looked very lack of energy, and he did not ask to go back. .

"..."

She spoke suddenly.

"Jiang Yin, you have such a good temper."

The voice was lazy and a little careless.

How could she not know about the problem that Ning Qi could find.

In the original text, the male protagonist is a cold-blooded flower of the mountains. He never causes trouble, but he is definitely not someone who will suffer.

If you get hurt for one point, you have to get ten points back.

She also didn't understand what went wrong.

"..." Jiang Yin looked at her silently and said calmly, "Your illusion."

"Really?" Lu Jian sneered and refused to comment.

"Don't be so arrogant." Jiang Yin packed up tonight's homework, held her collar, bent down and said slowly, "Go back and do your homework."

Lu Jian stared at him for a few seconds, puzzled and confused, but there was nothing strange about him on the surface.

"Let's go then."

His tone returned to normal in an instant.

They walked through the school playground one after another, and the gate was not far ahead.

"Jiang Yin, I'm so bored."

"Ok?"

"I want to mess with you."

"..."

"Do you think your anger will be more serious than when you wanted to strangle me before?"

"..."

"Jiang Yin, you are so boring."

"..."

"What would it take for you to hate me so much?"

The evening breeze of early autumn was slightly chilly, and the girl's voice was soft and lazily, as if she was asking him in a very serious tone.

The young man walking in front of her listened quietly and slowed down his pace a little resignedly.

He seemed to laugh at the girl's words, but she didn't hear it clearly.

The gentle smile was crushed in the wind and kneaded together with the fragrance of flowers carried by the gust of wind.

This road is astonishingly beautiful and is a favorite place for school lovers to have secret trysts.

The fairy-like sea of ​​blue jacaranda flowers and the quiet moonlight in the sky are connected together, which is enough to become a cinnabar mole in anyone's heart that will never be forgotten.

"I really hate you now, Lu Jian." He said softly.