let go of that system

Next, Quan Zhilong showed his good demeanor as a little gentleman in Itaewon, and escorted Jin Zhiying to the downstairs of her house. The two talked happily along the way, and even exchanged numbers. Signs of that embarrassing scene.

Watching Jin Zhiying go upstairs, he turned around and got on the bus back to the company.

By the time we arrived at the company, it was already 06:30.

"Why did you come back again?" The system master asked puzzled.

"Shouldn't you make up for the practice that fell?" Quan Zhilong didn't say much, went straight upstairs and returned to the practice room.

At this time, the lights in the practice room were still on, and the dance accompaniment was playing loudly. There were no one missing from the five people inside. Everyone was practicing so hard that Quan Zhilong's arrival didn't attract their attention. .

Quan Zhilong didn't interrupt them, he quietly took off his jacket, and began to stretch and warm up beside him.

Not long after the song ended, someone discovered his existence.

"Zhilong, why are you back?" Yong Pei looked at him in surprise.

"I didn't find anything serious until I went back, so I came back after I dealt with it," Quan Zhilong smiled, "Since you all work so hard, I can't be compared to you."

"Brother Zhilong, it's just in time for you to come back. We were just about to practice the dance we just choreographed last time, and we were worried about what to do if you weren't here." Li Shengxian said to him with a smile.

"Oh, that's just right. I have carefully considered some detailed actions these two days, and I have some new ideas. Let's add them in later and have a try." Quan Zhilong, who entered the working state, put on a serious expression again. .

The rest of the people had no objection, took a short break, and got up to start the next round of practice.

By the time the practice was over, night had already fallen. Quan Zhilong checked the time, and it was past eleven o'clock.

"It's getting late, let's stop here today." He looked at the exhausted crowd and announced.

"Hoo! It's finally over!"

"I'm so tired."

……

Looking at the cheering people after the liberation, Quan Zhilong smiled lightly, turned around and went to the dressing room next door to change out of his almost soaked clothes.

After changing his clothes, he didn't leave quickly. Instead, he sat on the sofa in the dressing room and became dazed.

The assessment will be at the beginning of next month, and he has a hunch that this assessment may be different from the past.

Originally thought that he and Yong Pei would make their debut as an underground group, but since the president gradually added Li Shengxian, Jiang Dacheng and other four people among them, he faintly sensed Yang Xianshi's meaning, maybe the company will choose from among them. Candidates come to debut in the form of a combination.

Although it is different from what I expected, this is a good development after all. Compared with the past few years, I can't see the future efforts at all, which is much better.

But when the juncture came, so many troubles came to him together. On the one hand, the final exam was approaching, and the head teacher had already taken care of him in advance. It's not something that can be easily solved, but how can he study now!On the other hand, the relationship between him and Jin Zhiying was already being cut and messed up, and now there is an inexplicable system master who urges him to step up his pursuit of Jin Zhiying all day long. Only if he has that thought.

"Zhilong, what's wrong with you? You haven't come out for so long." Yongpei's arrival interrupted his thoughts.

"Yong Pei." Quan Zhilong stood up and picked up his backpack, "I'm about to leave, let's go together."

"Oh, good." Dong Yongpei froze for a moment, nodded and said.

After saying goodbye, they left the company separately.

Near midnight, the subway car was very empty. Quan Zhilong and Dong Yongpei sat quietly in their seats. Neither of them spoke. They sat quietly, each with their own thoughts.

"Yong Pei, tell me, what will happen to us in the future?" Quan Zhilong asked suddenly.

"To be honest, I don't know," Dong Yongpei's voice was a little low, "but at least I know that before the final result comes out, we should do our best."

"En." Quan Zhilong nodded without saying anything.

"By the way, the final exam is one month away, Zhilong, how is your study going?" Dong Yongpei suddenly remembered this serious question.

Quan Zhilong: "Don't mention the exam to me!!!"

The weekend passed quickly during the busy practice, and Quan Zhilong, who was busy practicing during the period, had no time to launch a swift offensive against Jin Zhiying, but he was still urged by the system master's Xin (wei) Qin (bi) supervision (li) ( You), every morning, noon and evening, send a loving text message to Zhiying nuna according to the meal time.

Although it seems that the effect is not great at present, because Jin Zhiying only replied politely when receiving the first text message, and then the next few text messages fell into the sea.

However, Mr. System believes that nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart, as long as you work hard, an iron rod can be ground into a needle. As long as he insists on sending love text messages every day, Jin Zhiying will be moved by him sooner or later!

Quan Zhilong said that although he didn't understand what she said, why did he always feel that something was wrong?

But no matter how reluctant Quan Zhilong is, Monday is still unstoppable. The arrival of Monday means that he has to go to school, and going to school means that the busy classes will come to destroy him. Dancing in line with few brain cells left.

Quan Juvenile said that he was so tired that he felt that he would never love again.

On Monday morning, Quan Zhilong woke up early for an unprecedented time. With the eyes of the whole family as if witnessing the eighth wonder of the world, he quickly swept through the rich breakfast prepared on the table.

"Mom and Dad, sister, I'm done eating, you guys eat slowly, I'm going to school." After speaking, he picked up his schoolbag and ran out the door quickly.

The closed door with a "bang" blocked the expressions of the three people in the room looking at each other.

"What happened to Zhilong today?" Mother Quan asked worriedly.

"It's a good thing to love learning. It's rare for Zhilong to go to school so actively. Don't hit him." Quan's father said happily.

"I don't believe that Zhilong is so eager to learn." Quan Damei obviously knows his younger brother better, "If you ask me, he must be in love again, and he must be in a hurry to meet that girl."

Whole father, whole mother: "..."

Quan's mother suddenly broke out: "Ah, Quan Damei, you still have the nerve to call your younger brother, look at yourself, the eldest is not young. When will you let me hug my grandson?"

Quan Damei, a 23-year-old leftover girl this year: "QAQ..."

No matter what kind of discussion was caused at home because of Quan Zhilong's positivity today, Quan Zhilong, who was busy rushing to school, knew nothing about it.

He bought a bottle of strawberry-flavored milk at the convenience store opposite the school before he hurried into the school.

At this time, there is still a while before the normal class time, so the campus looks extraordinarily empty. Quan Zhilong did not go to his class immediately, but went to their school and other high school teaching buildings of different ages in different areas, and found Jin Class A of the third year of high school where Zhiying is.

Fortunately, each desk had its own name posted on it, so he could find Jin Zhiying's seat smoothly.

Then he put the milk he just bought into the hole in her table, and pasted the post-its he had prepared in advance.

On the pink sticky note, it was written in a very Q font, I heard that you like strawberry flavor, so I bought this, I hope you like it, because seeing your smile is my greatest happiness.

—— Not well-known

After putting away the milk, Quan Zhilong left the senior three teaching building without stopping for a moment. On the way back to his class, he asked a little nervously, "Little Ba, is your method useful? Why do I think she doesn't Can't guess it was from me?"

"I asked you to write about the fact that it's not true and you've been dedicating silently. I just want you to persist for a while, and then 'accidentally' be seen by a classmate in their class, so that she will naturally know that the famous and inauthentic is true." He Fang is holy! Coupled with your daily love text messages, I believe that as long as it is a girl, it should be moved." Mr. System didn't take his question seriously.

"Really?" Quan Zhilong was dubious.

"Of course these are not enough. This is just preparation work. I will have other plans in the future, so you don't have to worry about it." The System Lord said solemnly.

With the system in hand, I own the world, and any wish can be fulfilled within my grasp.

Mr. System said, this is definitely not an advertisement!

"Any other plans?" Quan Zhilong asked curiously.

System gentleman: "..."

It's a pity that Mr. System doesn't seem to intend to solve this question for him. It is the golden principle to keep it silent. Unless it is a critical moment, he seldom speaks.

Quan Zhilong was bored, so he pouted and walked into his class angrily.

Now there are a few sporadic people in the class, some are chatting, some are catching up on the homework they didn't finish the night before, and some are still sound asleep...

Quan Zhilong's arrival aroused everyone's surprised eyes.

"Hey, Zhilong, it's been a long time, I thought you weren't coming!" A boy came over and patted Quan Zhilong on the shoulder, and he seemed to be on good terms.

"Oh, it hurts, Chengjun, you are going to die, are you trying to slap me to death with such force!" Quan Zhilong rolled his eyes.

"I can't stand it with such little strength, Zhilong, you are really getting weaker and weaker, like a woman." Cui Chengjun sneered.

Quan Zhilong: "You are like a woman!"

While the two were fighting, most of the people in the class had already arrived.

And Dong Yongpei, Zhilong's bamboo horse and classmate, also walked in slowly from the door of the classroom at this time.

As soon as Quan Zhilong saw Mr. Zhuma, he immediately put down the classmate Cui Chengjun who was fighting fiercely just now, and ran happily to hang on Yongpei and couldn't get off.

"Yong Pei, it's been a long time, I miss you." The sticky milk voice sounded.

Dong Yongpei: "We just met yesterday. →_→"

"But why do I feel like I haven't seen you for a long time?" Quan Zhilong rubbed his arms against Zhuma Jun.

Dong Yongpei: "Let go!"

Quan Zhilong: "Don't let go!"

Dong Yongpei: "Would you let it go?"

Quan Zhilong: "Don't let go~"

Dong Yongpei: "=_=..."