Antibody failure

Ji Qingchan didn't find any useful information, and planned to go back to the dormitory first. The library and the playground are far away, but the cheers and shouts from the playground can still be heard.

He thought that his running number plate was still with the sports committee, and he hadn't gone to get it before. He sent a message to ask the sports committee if he was in the playground. After getting a positive reply, he turned to the road to the playground.

Because of the sun, Ji Qingchan didn't go outside, but walked in the corridor of the art building closest to the playground.

The art building is built with a sense of design, from the color to the shape, it is full of artistic atmosphere.

Next to the corridor that Ji Qingchan walked was the piano room, where most of the time the students of the orchestra and the music experts rehearse.

Because of the two-day sports meeting, and because the art building is close to the playground, the first and second floors were temporarily occupied as athletes' lounges and piled up athletes' supplies.

"You mean Lu Shen?"

"..."

……

When Ji Qingchan walked past a piano room, he happened to hear someone say Lu Shen's name. In fact, the voice had been lowered, but because of the strong magnetism, Ji Qingchan still heard it.

He just glanced through the window, didn't intend to care about anything, and heard another person full of worry:

"Do you think he will find out?"

This tone...why does it sound exactly the same as Ji Qingchan's tone of looking forward and backward when he did bad things when he was a child?

Ji Qingchan raised her eyebrows, stopped curiously, hid at the back door of the piano room, and looked inside through the gap in the window.

There were two boys standing inside, one of them Ji Qingchan seemed to know, what's his name...Lan Tian?It was also their third year of high school, and the other one was black and strong, probably a sports student.

The sports student looked a bit embarrassed:

"Are you sure, this is very dangerous, if someone dies..."

Ji Qingchan frowned, pursed her lips tightly, and stared coldly at the greasy blue sky with a look of disdain:

"How is it possible, and it's not rusty, so just warn him."

As he said that, Lan Tian took out a wad of money from the bag he was carrying. According to his visual estimation, it was about two to three thousand yuan. By the way, he also took out a sharp weapon with a cold light from the interlayer of the bag.

nail.

Ji Qingchan bullied children who refused to accept him since he was a child. He used nails except for needles, but the nails were too big to hide. Later, he kept using needles.

The sports student stared greedily at the wad of money, and Lan Tian pursed his lips and smiled:

"Help me put it away, the money is yours."

Ji Qingchan sighed slightly, twitched the corner of her mouth, watching the transaction with interest.As he expected, the sports student finally took the money and the nail, but his expression was still very unconfident:

"I can only try, I don't guarantee success."

Ji Qingchan saw a hint of cunning from the corner of Lantian's eyes, and he patted the sports student on the shoulder generously:

"It's okay! Just do your best, and I'll give you money if you can't do it!"

One minute later, Lan Tian walked out from the piano room, and Ji Qingchan also walked forward from the back door. When Lan Tian just went out, Ji Qingchan, who was walking straight, slammed her shoulder.

"Grass!"

Lan Tian burst out angrily, and Ji Qingchan looked back at the hit Lan Tian with an apologetic face, and bowed several times, with a sincere expression:

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't see you!"

Lan Tian rolled his eyes at him, cursed and opened his eyes, then turned and walked in another direction.

Ji Qingchan, who was standing there, gradually became calm, with a little fun in her eyes, and a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, the sports student also packed the money and came out of the piano room. Seeing Ji Qingchan was stunned for a moment, Ji Qingchan blinked at him with a calm and indifferent voice:

"The stationery store in front of the school sells plastic nails for fifty cents each."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the sudden panic expression of the sports student, turned around and continued walking towards the playground.

Lan Tian had just walked to the door of his class when he suddenly felt a great pain in his left hand. When he raised his hand, he couldn't help opening his eyes wide, as if he saw something extremely weird.

On his wrist, there was a thin wound, the width of which was almost negligible, the length of a finger, with small drops of blood oozing out.

By the time he walked into the classroom, these little blood beads had almost stained his wrist red, Lan Tian immediately ran into the classroom to wipe it off with tissue paper, trying his best to remember when it broke and why he had no memory at all.

Ji Qingchan went to the Sports Commission to get the number plate and did not leave immediately. Instead, she took the race list at the Sports Commission's hand and looked at it. All the long-distance running events were scheduled for the day after tomorrow, divided into two races, according to the order of the number plate.

Ji Qingchan returned the list to the Sports Committee:

"Do you have a detailed list of all-school sports events?"

The sports committee was busy reporting the names of every student who was about to start the competition, and had no time to deal with Ji Qingchan:

"Where do I have it, I'm in our class."

Seeing how busy he was, Ji Qingchan handed him a bottle of water:

"Then who has it?"

The Sports Commissioner took the water, opened the lid and gulped down the bottle for a few seconds as if he had been thirsty for eight lifetimes, before turning to Ji Qingchan:

"The physical education teacher has it. You can go to the teacher's office to have a look."

Ji Qingchan nodded, took the number plate and turned to leave here.The physical education teacher's office is not far from the playground. Ji Qingchan stuffed the number plate into his pocket and walked towards the physical education office.

Halfway through, Ji Qingchan stopped suddenly. He stood there frowning, with strange and suspicious eyes.

He thought, why should I go to see the Blue Sky News?Why do I want revenge on Lan Tian?Is he in my way?

Nothing.

He just wanted to put a nail in Lu Shen's hands, and it had nothing to do with me.

Thinking like this, Ji Qingchan denied her unexpected thoughts in her mind, but still felt inexplicable and puzzled about what she had just done.

When Ji Qingchan returned to the dormitory, Lu Shen happened to be watching a movie. He was lying on the bed with his notebook in his arms, looking very leisurely.

Ji Qingchan saw the number plate that Lu Shen had randomly put on the desk, so she walked over to check the numbers. One of them was 54 and the other was 66, which happened to be in the second game.

Ji Qingchan looked at Lu Shen, and walked over to close his computer. Lu Shen looked up at Ji Qingchan displeasedly.

Ji Qingchan's expression and tone were very cold:

"Don't run away the day after tomorrow."

Lu Shen frowned, not knowing why.

Ji Qingchan blinked her eyes:

"I want to be the first to get the bonus, don't compete with me."

Lu Shen put the notebook on the bed:

"There are others besides me."

Ji Qingchan's tone was full of disdain, and she said while changing her shoes:

"I have my own way of dealing with others."

An inexplicable fire arose in Lu Shen's heart:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

He walked up to Ji Qingchan and looked at him condescendingly, Ji Qingchan pouted:

"It has nothing to do with you, just don't run away."

"Don't do anything bad."

Lu Shen's tone was full of helplessness and comfort, Ji Qingchan looked up at him, his eyes fell on Lu Shen's face for a few seconds, then he pursed his lips and smiled, then nodded:

"I don't do bad things, but you still don't run away. After all, there is one less competition."

Lu Shen pursed his lips, went to the refrigerator to get juice, and said while taking it:

"It's enough for me to run slower than you. It's a shame to retire."

Ji Qingchan looked at Lu Shen who turned around with complicated eyes, and Lu Shen walked towards him with juice, and handed him one of the bottles:

"The banana juice that just arrived, Dongdong took two bottles when he left, and the last bottle is for you."