Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

It’s midsummer again.

The sun is baking the earth hot, and the sea of ​​clouds is rolling in the blue sky. The hot sunlight shines through the thick green leaves, casting a mottled shadow on the ground.

Even the wind that blows from time to time is unbearable and restless, making people a little uneasy.

The girl was wearing a short-sleeved white school uniform, with a sun-protective jacket draped on her slender arms. She was holding an exam bag in her left hand, and her right hand was hanging lazily, a little sunburned by the sun.

The admission ticket is placed in the transparent examination bag.

There are two words printed in the name column.

——Lu Jian.

She wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead and coughed weakly.

When you are exposed to the sun, your cheeks will have a vivid color that is reddish due to the heat.

"Come here in a wheelchair, otherwise you won't have to take the exam. The original owner has a great career..." Ning Qi said.

"The original owner can no longer walk normally at this time." Lu Jian covered his chest and coughed a few more times, but he was still humming in a good mood, "I can still come down and jump around. Of course I have to come and see the men and women. Lord."

She entered the examination center and walked slowly among the candidates. She glanced at the examination room number posted on the door of the classroom and was looking for her own examination room.

The phone in the pocket of her sun protection suit vibrated twice, and she unlocked it to look at it.

You didn't understand: [I didn't stop her, she went in to take the exam. 】

Lu Jian thought to himself, if you really stop me, how will my plot go?

But he clicked twice, his slender white fingertips touched the screen, and typed out a sentence.

Lu Jian: [Trash snacks for you? 】

You don’t know what to look for: […]

You don’t know what you are looking for: [6. 】

You don’t know the difference: [But she couldn’t pass the exam. 】

You don't understand: [I've done everything you asked me to do, when will you help me? 】

Lu Jian didn't reply directly.

She turned off her phone, looked up, and saw a girl wearing a No. 2 middle school uniform running toward the test center at the gate. She ran in a hurry. After running in, she stamped her feet and stood there almost crying.

Lu Jian: "...?"

She walked forward slowly, patted her shoulder, and said softly, "Squad leader Su, what are you doing here? Why don't you go in for the exam?"

"Lu Jian?"

Surruo was obviously surprised. She should not have dealt with Lu Jian, but she was so anxious now that she couldn't care about the things that had happened before. Her eyes were red, "I lost my admission ticket."

Lu Jian: "..."

Lu Jian: "Fuck."

She finally understood what Jiang Shi's last words meant.

dog.

Too dog.

Lu Jian pointed to the first floor of the teaching building, "According to the distribution pattern of the teaching building at the entrance, there should be a printing room on the west end of the first floor. There will be teachers on duty there to answer questions. You can go there to print out an admission ticket. .”

The exam starts in forty minutes.

Arrive thirty minutes early.

It only takes ten minutes to print.

Surruo sniffed, grabbed the corners of his school uniform, and choked with sobs, "I didn't remember the exam number..."

Lu Jian was going crazy.

She poked at her phone unbearably, "I have the homeroom teacher's phone number. Just wait, I'll ask you to take note."

She put the phone to her ear, the screen was black, and she didn't make any outgoing calls at all.

[Ning Qi, check. 】

"**9."

Surruo wrote it down and quickly ran to the printing room on the first floor.

Halfway through, she stopped abruptly and ran back.

Lu Jian:? ? ?

Surruo bit his lower lip, his eyes a little complicated, but he still whispered thank you to her.

The college entrance examination is extremely important for everyone who prepares seriously.

Surro is no exception.

What it feels like to be helped by someone you hate.

It's too complicated a feeling.

It's like a person who you think is extremely bad is discovered by yourself to have a good side.

She didn't have time to worry too much and ran to print the certificate in a hurry.

Lu Jian curled his hair with his fingers, tilted his head while looking at Surruo's back, and curled up a lazy smile on his lips.

"The silly roe deer mistress on campus."

Is the CP of the stupid heroine and the smart hero so easy to drink now?

Lu Jian slowly looked back and found his examination room.

When she walked in, it was just thirty minutes before admission, and she was last in line to go through security.

Cell phones and watches were left outside.

She looked at the examination room and the camera in the upper left corner with some curiosity.

"If it were me, I would have to install six or seven of them no matter what."

She turned her pen and muttered something under her breath.

……

The college entrance examination takes three days.

It went by extremely fast. Lu Jian finished the first Chinese subject and walked out of the examination room. He saw a figure of Qing Jun standing at the school gate.

She was stunned for a few seconds.

Then he stepped forward doubtfully.

"Why didn't you go to the exam?"

Since she entered the nursing home, I haven't seen her for half a year.

Her tone was natural, as if she didn't notice anything.

Jiang Yin's face was pale. When he saw her, the corners of his lips curled up, and he raised his knuckles slightly, touching her pale complexion.

Lu Jian raised his eyes and looked at him, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Jiang Yin Congshan said in an honest voice, "Send it to you."

Lu Jian: "..."

She only found out later when Uncle Chen said it.

During her absence, he was sent out by the school to participate in the finals of the math competition.

The preliminaries and semi-finals were passed in the second year of high school.

After he won the championship in his sophomore year, he even won the special prize in his senior year, and many schools rushed to get him.

Naturally, there is no need to take the college entrance examination.

"Oh."

She nodded without showing any surprise, then walked around him and walked into the car.

Jiang Yin: "..."

He sighed.

Following Lu Jian, he sat in the back seat and knocked on the window with his knuckles.

"We haven't seen each other for so long. Is there anything you want to tell me?"

A question mark appeared on Lu Jian's head.

"What do you want to ask?"

"...How is your health?"

"Pretty good." Not so good.

"Is the heart still adaptable to the replacement?"

"Yeah." Monsanto was confused about the operation and didn't even do it.

"..."

Jiang Yin lowered his eyes lightly and smiled again, with a softness that was imperceptible, "What do you want to test in college?"

"Ah?" Lu Jian hadn't considered this, so she answered casually, "cardiac surgery."

Jiang Yin nodded and remembered it.

……

Lu Jian thought about it while filling out her application, and then went back to look up the universities that the male and female protagonists in the original plot went to.

The biggest.

In order to facilitate things and not meet frequently with the male and female protagonists.

She chose Q University, which is opposite Z University.

After filling out her application, Jiang Yin asked her for her estimated score.

Lu Jian thought about it carefully, "About 670."

"good."

Jiang Yin even thought about whether she would only write a mathematical formula or not write a composition for the college entrance examination.

It was indeed beyond his expectation that she could finish it.

Lu Jian asked him worriedly, "Which university recommended you?"

"The biggest one." He lowered his eyes, the corners of his rose-colored lips raised slightly, and his glass-like eyes were clear, filled with her reflection.

The light smile is as gentle as a spring breeze, and the delicate and clear facial features are very beautiful.

"That's good." She breathed a sigh of relief.

So it wasn't until her freshman year that she saw Jiang Yin again.

She is stupid.

The sound of plot progress rang in my ears.

[Plot progress 70%]