The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

Ling Yao looked at Wu Tiaowu's message, but did not reply for a long time.

In my ear is the teacher's eloquent lectures, and the sound of chalk falling on the blackboard, like the rhythm of beating drums, one after another, falling heavily on the heartbeat, it is difficult to distinguish.

"..."

Ling shook her finger and stopped on the phone.

At this time, the teacher on the podium called out her name: "The bell rings."

Ling Yao hurriedly raised her head, and the teacher tapped the blackboard with the hand holding the chalk, "Tell me what to do next."

The bell rang: "..."

When I stood up to answer questions, it felt like all eyes in the class were on me.

The teacher kept staring at her, holding the chalk in his hand, as if waiting for her to speak.

In such an environment, Ling Yao felt more and more cramped. She looked up at the question being explained on the blackboard... no, she couldn't do it at all, and she didn't even know which question the teacher was talking about right now.

Ling Yao admitted in a low voice: "I won't..."

"Then stand."

The teacher dropped this sentence flatly, turned around, and continued to explain the next step as if nothing had happened.

During the period before the end of get out of class, Ling Yao felt that the time was extremely long, and it was also very tormenting.

Finally, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the teacher walked out of the classroom with his book in his arms. With the teacher's departure, the air pressure in the classroom became a little lighter, and the bell rang and he sat down sullenly.

After class, Momoi Wuyue ran over, seeing her depressed face, and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, you didn't come to yesterday's class, it's normal that you can't keep up. I took notes for you, and I'll give them to you later. you."

Ling Yao said honestly: "Actually, even if I came to class yesterday, I still couldn't understand..."

Momoi Wuyue suddenly asked: "Are you busy after school?"

Ling Yao didn't know why she asked such a question suddenly, she shook her head, "Not busy."

Momoi Wuyue laughed, and suggested: "Isn't it the final exam? Ada's grades are terrible. His mother has nagged him many times. Let me help him make up lessons. If you are not busy, we will go to school after the club activities are over." We can do it together."

Ling Yao was very grateful immediately, "Is it really possible?"

Momoi Wuyue nodded, "Of course, we're doing extra lessons for Ah Da this week."

Bell shakes: "Us?"

Momoi Mayzuki: "That's right, there are also Akashi-kun and Midorima-kun. They both have good grades. Kise's grades are not bad, but he still has a model job, and sometimes he will stay."

Ling Yao is not very familiar with them, only Huang Lailiang is too familiar, Qingfeng Dahui also has a little contact, so he hesitated: "Then I will be with them...wouldn't it be inappropriate?"

Momoi Wuzuki patted her on the shoulder, "Of course not, they are all very good people. Besides, when the time comes, I will hand over Ada to Akashi-kun and Midorima-kun, so you can make up for it. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Ling Yao was very touched immediately, "Thank you so much... I will treat you to milk tea after school."

Momoi Wuyue wasn't polite to her either, "Then I'll take half sugar to ice."

"Mmmmmm, good!"

With Momoi Wuyue's help, the big stone that weighed on her heart finally came down.

Ling Yao turned on the phone again, Wutiao Wu sent her several messages.

Gojo Satoru said: "What did I say wrong again! Why are you ignoring me again!!"

The corners of Ling Yao's lips curled up, she was in a good mood, and she answered very easily: "I was asked a question by the teacher just now, and get out of class is just over now. Don't bother, I've found someone else to help."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "Yes."

After waiting for a while, there was still no further message from Gojo Satoru.

Ling Yao inexplicably felt a sense of guilt, thought for a while, and sent him a message: "I will treat you to milk tea when you come back."

Gojo Satoru replied almost instantly: "?"

Gojo Satoru: "Also?"

Ling Yao explained: "Well, I want to buy milk tea for my classmate who helps me make up lessons."

Gojo Satoru: "I'll be back in three days."

Ling Yao didn't know why Gojo Satoru suddenly raised the time, so she just replied honestly: "Oh."

The next moment, she knew why Gojo Satoru suddenly raised the time.

He said, "I'll reason with you when I come back."

Ling Yao looked at this sentence and was puzzled, what reason did she have to say...

Afternoon school time.

Ling Yao first went to a milk tea shop near the school to pack milk tea, she asked Momoi Wuyue everyone's taste in a text message, and then ran to the basketball club with a bag of milk tea.

The time for the basketball club's club activities is not over yet, and Ling Yao is sitting in the spectator seat next to him.

Momoi Wuyue was already in charge of the training of the First Army, standing by the side of the court, when she saw the bell coming, she led the bell to the rest room.

The milk tea was placed on the table.

By the way, Momoi Wuyue couldn't wait to ask: "Which cup is mine and which cup is mine?"

Ling Yao took out half-sugar milk tea from the inside and handed it to her, "This is it."

Momoi Wuyue took a sip in satisfaction, and said: "I just told Akashi-kun that I have a friend who is not very good at math, so I called him over to make up lessons together, and he agreed, and he said that he would help if there were any problems. Taught you."

"Yeah." After the bell rang, he realized belatedly, "Akashi-kun... isn't he the one with the first grade?"

"Yes, yes." Speaking of this, Momoi Wuzuki was very excited, "Akashi-kun is so perfect, good-looking, good-looking, good-looking, good grades, and good at basketball. The most surprising thing It's—"

She said: "No matter how you look at it, Akashi-kun is an absolutely perfect top student, but some time ago, when Kise and Ada were playing Kuroshio Kingdom during their break, they were stuck in a level and no one could pass, calling each other stupid. After a long time, Akashi-kun cleared the level in a few minutes after taking it, Akashi-kun's mind is too good."

Ling Yao has heard of the game Kuroshio Kingdom, a popular mobile game recently, the name is often mentioned by the male students in the class.

She vaguely knew a general idea, knowing that this is a strategy clearance game, and it will be difficult in the later stage.

Some time ago, there was a boy in the next class who stayed up all night for two weekends in order to pass a checkpoint. Therefore, when he came to class on Monday, he felt like he had been in prison for several years. The teacher asked him what was wrong, and he opened his mouth. Answering a voice in the game, the teacher was so angry that he punished him for copying a book. This incident has been famous in the grade for a long time.

Momoi Wuzuki is still sighing: "I don't know what kind of person such a perfect person like Akashi-kun would like, let me tell you, Akashi-kun's cabinet is often full of love letters, and there are all kinds of chocolates , Sure enough, everyone will like the type of Akashi-kun, so perfect that people can't fault it."

Ling Yao didn't have much contact with Akashi Seijuro, so she couldn't figure this out.

She repeated what Momoi Itsuki said before, "Didn't you just say that Akashi-kun is good-looking, has a good family background, good grades, and plays basketball well. It's normal for everyone to like Akashi-kun Bar……"

Momoi Wuyue drank milk tea and nodded, "So, sometimes I really wonder what kind of girl would be liked by such Akashi-kun. That girl must be super happy."

"..." A thought suddenly popped up in Ling Yao's heart.

This idea was very abrupt, and it only surfaced for a moment, and soon suppressed it, but it was always eager to try in the bottom of my heart.

The time for club activities was not over yet, Momoi Wuyue came in for a few sips of milk tea and then went outside to watch the training.

After she left, Ling Yao took out her phone and found Gojo Wu's number.

The fingers paused on the keys for a while, and sent a message: "Can you play Kuroshio Kingdom?"

Ling Yao stared at the phone screen for a long time.

Until Gojo Satoru replied to the message, he said, "Yes, yes, but why did you suddenly ask about games?"

Ling Yao looked at the first half of the sentence——

Yes it will.

This sentence seems to be an ordinary player, but just now Momoi Itsuki said Akashi Seijuro... just a few minutes passed the level that Aomine Daiki and Kise Ryota couldn't beat.

Sure enough, the only perfect person is Akashi Seijuro...

A trace of regret floated up inexplicably in her heart, and she asked another question: "Can you play basketball?"

Gojo Satoru: "?"

Gojo Satoru was very confused: "Do you want to play games with me or play basketball with me?"

The bell rang: "?"

Did she mean that?

He quickly returned the next sentence: "Don't think about it, you can't beat me whether it's games or basketball, okay? Let's not talk about the Kuroshio Kingdom. I rank first in the server, and it's basketball. You short legs touch me!" Don't even try to touch the ball, I don't even have to jump up."

As he said that, he sent a photo over in a very fast manner.

In the photo is his shadow, and he drew a long line on his shadow's leg with a graffiti pen, and marked it with the words - come and play basketball.

"..."

Ling Yao's attention was fixed on the paragraph he sent, and she confirmed: "Are you ranked first in the server?"

Gojo Satoru: "Ah? Why are you focusing on this? Shouldn't it be my legs?"

Ling Yao confirmed again: "Really?"

After a while, Gojo Satoru sent a screenshot: "This game is very easy, right? It's not as difficult as last year's Samurai Legend. Jie and I made a bet to see who would clear the level first, and Jay is still stuck in the penultimate level. ~~~"

Ling Yao clicked on the screenshot. On the profile profile, the honor logo shone in the special effects, and the words ranked No. [-] could be seen at a glance.

Good-looking, good family background, good grades, good basketball and good games.

For some reason, the smile on the corner of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

It's hard to describe such a feeling, especially when the eyes touched the bracelet on the wrist, the smile was even more difficult to restrain.

She swiped up the chat history, which was selfies sent by Gojo Satoru when he apologized to her in the morning, and scrolled down one by one.

Until sanity comes back.

It was only when Ling Yao soberly patted her face... Wait, why do you have such vain thoughts?

...It feels so shameful.

The smile on Ling Yao's face gradually calmed down. When she looked at the photo on the phone screen again, she didn't know why there was an indescribable... private desire in her heart just now?

Is that how you describe it?

Thinking that Gojo Satoru was still trying to make herself happy in the morning, she couldn't help but want to smile. She knew that such strange vanity was wrong, so she felt particularly ashamed.

When the eyes rest on the face in the photo, that mood will be particularly obvious.

She turned off the phone screen, patted her face, quickly took a cup of milk tea from the bag, and took two gulps, only then heard her calm heartbeat in the quiet lounge.

The phone vibrates again.

The screen automatically lit up, and the bell rang to look over, and the message Wutiao Wu just sent was displayed on the screen: "Don't even think about basketball, if you want to play games, I can teach you."

Forget about basketball...

Holding the milk tea, Ling Yao said angrily, "No, I want to play basketball too."

Wutiaowu: "..."

He looked at the words from Ling Yao, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and imagined that Ling Yao was standing under the basketball hoop, like an anxious rabbit, no matter how hard he jumped, he couldn't make a goal.

He said bluntly: "Teaching can be taught, but you should have to learn for a long time before you can score a ball."

Ling Yao: "I don't care, that's something you should consider."

Gojo Gojo was stunned for a moment, leaning lazily on the chair, with his long legs casually draped in front of him, he looked at the line of words on the screen, the cold words had no tone, and he couldn't see her expression.

But he felt a little willful from it.

It should not be an illusion.

Ling Yao has always been gentle and sensible, rarely making willful requests, rational and sincere, so it is really unusual to make such requests regardless of the reason.

Gojo Satoru showed an enthusiastic smile, and replied slowly: "Okay, then wait for me to come back."

The chat conversation is temporarily over.

Ling Yao quickly turned off the screen, put the phone aside, unnaturally picked up the milk tea and drank it mechanically.

Until the end of the club activities, Momoi Wuyue returned to the lounge one step ahead of the others. Seeing Ling Yao holding the milk tea and her eyes dull, she asked, "Ling Yao, what's wrong with you? The temperature in the lounge is too high Oh, your face is so red too."

"..."

Momoi Wuyue walked to the window, "I forgot to open the window for ventilation, no wonder your face is so red, open the window next time you feel hot."

Ling Yao held the milk tea: "...um."

Seeing that she was absent-minded, Momoi Wuyue thought she was worried about making up math lessons, so she comforted her, "Don't worry, my math grades are super good, and there are Akashi-kun and Midorima-kun here, so I should make up for it during this time." It will definitely improve.”

"...Mmm." She moved her eyelashes, looked up at Momoi Wuyue, her clear black eyes were filled with clear blankness, "Wuyue...I think I have a little mental illness."

Momoi Wuyue was puzzled, "What?"

She remembered a lot of news about depression and suicide some time ago, and panicked: "No way... Ah, Ling Yao, you must tell me if you have any psychological problems, and I will solve you."

Ling Yao was holding the milk tea cup, her chin resting on the rim of the cup, her eyelashes trembling in confusion, "I don't know how to say it... just, I suddenly feel that I am being unreasonable."

Momoi Mayzuki: "Huh?"

Ling Yao's voice was low, "...Suddenly I feel that I am very unreasonable, and when I am so unreasonable, I will feel very happy to see that the other party has agreed to my request."

She turned her head and looked at Momoi Wuyue, "Is it not good for me to do this? I know it's inappropriate, but that kind of thought is very strong, so strong that it's hard to restrain, I really want to know the consequences of my willfulness, but The result was that the other party agreed, which made me feel even more unreasonable, but the feeling of happiness became more obvious."

After finishing speaking, she condemned herself with a lost tone: "It's so contradictory... That's why I think there must be something wrong with my psychology."