The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

Sighing, Xu Huang solemnly put his hand on Qin Jue's shoulder and said, "However, I can't accompany you any more. Jue, from now on, your life will depend on your partner to protect you!"

Similar to Fang Siran's gold card, Xu Huang also drew a card that could help him get rid of his player identity. He was very excited when he first drew it, but then he thought about it and felt that it was too unfair for him to leave the game early and abandon his brothers.

As friends, we should stand together.

After all, in the previous copy, if Qin Jue was not there, he would probably have been sacrificed to the formation.

Xu Huang is a good man who knows how to repay kindness!

However, his good brother did not agree with his idea of ​​continuing to participate in the game, and bluntly pointed out his rookie nature, and then shyly explained that his beautiful object with a modeled face would protect him in the game.

Xu Huang, who had just suffered a personality attack, was hit by another heavy blow from the opponent. He was so angry that he almost called an ambulance for emergency treatment. He used the gold card on the spot to show his good luck.

Although he was a little impulsive, there were some things that Xu Huang had thought about for a long time.

In terms of strength and intelligence, he is not suitable to stay in the game. The campus copy is a cage specially built for Qiao Yueyang. He, a bystander, was ignored throughout the whole process, so it is not surprising that he could pass it smoothly.

If the scene really gets serious, he will seem not good enough, and the further he goes, the more of a burden he becomes.

Seeing that Qin Jue was in the middle of being excited, he was extremely happy. There were some things that Xu Huang was not comfortable saying or asking, but he always had to consider whether his good brother could really survive in the game.

How long can the ghosts' preference last? Xu Huang has no idea, and he is powerless to change or promote anything.

All he could do was to give all his few points and cards to his friends, hoping that these insignificant things could help them overcome difficulties when necessary.

"You guys are really here! I've been looking for you for a long time! I came here specially to thank you."

As the two were talking, the door of the shop was pushed open, and Fang Siran, wearing a mask as usual, walked over carrying two small boxes of cakes.

"Sit down, you're here, why bring a gift?"

Xu Huang and Fang Siran were close friends, so he turned around and waved for Fang Siran to sit over. While saying some polite words, he took the cake, unwrapped it, and began to eat it impatiently.

"This is my favorite dessert. I don't know if you can eat it. Sorry, I didn't know what you like, so I bought it according to your preferences. I thought, since I want to thank you, I can't come empty-handed."

Fang Siran smiled shyly and reached out to adjust the corners of the mask. The eyes revealed above the mask were different from the gloom in the copy. After a few days, they became clear and bright.

"Congratulations." Knowing that the girl was mainly thanking Xu Huang, Qin Jue simply congratulated her and said no more, leaving the topic to the two of them.

"I like it, it's just right for dessert. Congratulations, you should be very happy now. What did I say? As long as the dungeon is out, everything will be fine."

Xu Huang ate the cake with a spoon, thinking back to the news he saw after returning to reality. He found it incredible, as if someone was helping to save the girl's life from the edge of the cliff.

The police successfully cracked down on the illegal organization that had been hidden so deeply, an organization of underground illegal plastic surgery hospitals colluding with loan sharks, in just one night. It was really gratifying.

"Yeah, I was thinking... It's great now." Fang Siran lowered his head slightly, still feeling scared when he thought of the threats from the loan sharks.

After returning to reality, she explained everything to her parents and called the police. She knew that the photos in those people's hands would definitely be spread maliciously, and she was prepared to be criticized and stared at.

She was even determined to publish it herself to resist those threats and oppression.

Fortunately, as things turned out, the police contacted her first and informed her that those people had been arrested.

"Oh, my parents have contacted a tertiary hospital for me. This one should still be able to be saved." Thinking of something happy, Fang Siran pointed to the tip of his nose and happily shared the good news with the two of them. "The time is set for this summer vacation. By the time the sophomore year starts, he should be able to recover to a large extent."

"That's even better. It won't delay finding a partner. There are so many handsome guys out there that we wouldn't need any more than one." Xu Huang said jokingly.

He was referring to the boy that Fang Siran had a crush on in the previous copy.

In fact, he felt that Fang Siran had been suffering from inferiority complex to some extent, which was why he attributed all the failures in relationships to his appearance.

Sometimes, people should be more confident, like him! Confidence shines!

"Yes, I was too picky before. Now I think that makeup alone can make up for many of the shortcomings in appearance." When everything is better, she will talk to her junior brother!

Completely different from his previous state of crying and holding his head in tears, even though he is still wearing a mask now, Fang Siran is visibly full of hope and is looking forward to the future.

"I'm sorry, I said so much when I was excited. I don't think you are interested in this. I have classes in the afternoon. Do you want to go home now?"

With an apologetic smile, Fang Siran looked at the time. He had a class at 2pm in the afternoon. He bought a small cake and spent some time looking for the two of them. By the time he sat down and talked for a few words, it was already 1:30.

"Oh, right! I almost forgot! The bald old professor in this elective course will take attendance! Qin Jue, let's go, we have to rush to class! Don't eat anymore!" Xu Huang slapped his forehead and realized that this was indeed the case. If he hadn't been reminded by the other party, he would have almost forgotten about it.

After taking the rice bowls away and stacking them up in the back kitchen, Xu Huang greeted Aunt Zhou, the owner of the same store, who was very familiar to him, and then pulled Qin Jue and ran back.

Xu Huang was in a hurry to sprint a hundred meters, but when he turned around, he saw two people sitting on the shared bicycles looking at him.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You can catch up by riding back." Qin Jue patted the handlebars of his subordinate's bicycle, and once again doubted the possibility of Xu Huang's admission into Lanzhou University with his IQ.

It's really just luck, right?

The three of them hurried back to the campus, but were still a little late. When they entered the classroom as the bell rang, the back rows were full, leaving only the first two rows closest to the podium empty.

There was no choice but to sit down at the nearest table.

Normally, the old professor who teaches the elective course of Film and Television Appreciation comes very early.

The other party is one of the most experienced and senior teachers in the college. He looks after the graduates' theses and also teaches the courses. Even for the simplest elective courses, he meticulously requires that the class be full every time.

If you are absent, you will not get the credit for this class. No student wants to experience the pain of retaking a class.

But this time it was strange. The class bell rang for a while, but the gray-haired figure still did not appear on the podium.

"It's strange, why is Professor Qi late this time? Doesn't he attach the most importance to time management?" Fang Siran was also a little puzzled, but this did not affect her playing with her mobile phone.

"Maybe there was a traffic jam on the road."

It was a bit drowsy in the afternoon. Half of the students in the back row were playing with their phones, while the other half were dozing off. It was much quieter than classes at other times.

Qin Jue was not sleepy, but just a little bored. There was nothing interesting in casually flipping through his phone.

Half a week had passed since he left the dungeon. He missed her a little, but he couldn't see her, which only added to his annoyance.

As time passed, the students, who still hadn't seen the old professor coming, relaxed a little, and their whispers gradually turned into unbridled noise.

Xu Huang dragged Fang Siran into playing a mobile game which has been very popular recently, and they had a lot of fun playing it.

Qin Jue was bored. He supported his head with one hand and used the brush on his phone's memo to trace the bewitching face from memory with his fingertips. However, he felt that no matter how he tried to depict it, he could not capture the spirit of the face.

Suddenly, the noise in the classroom stopped abruptly, and occasional gasps and more subtle whispers filled the room.

A figure in formal attire walked through the door and walked onto the podium in Qin Jue's peripheral vision.