The new transfer student is strong enough to burst

On the way back, the boy asked An Xue: "I met you twice, what do you call me, friend."

An Xue followed behind him: "It's up to you."

"Cute?"

"..."

"Road crazy?"

"...Give you three seconds to stay away from me."

The boy laughed twice, then turned around: "My name is Ran Yuchi."

An Xue still didn't intend to say her name, and continued to walk forward with a blank expression.

Ran Yuchi shrugged.

The whole journey was silent, and after 10 minutes, the surrounding environment finally became familiar. Near the dormitory, An Xue said, "I'll be leaving."

"Okay, then I'm leaving." Ran Yuchi waved his hand, "See you next time, you're so cute."

An Xue hesitated for a moment, seeing Ran Yuchi walking away, she suddenly called out, "Ran Yuchi."

"Huh?" Ran Yuchi stopped.

"An Xue."

Throwing down two words lightly, An Xue turned and left, and then, he heard Ran Yuchi say behind him, "That's very nice."

After taking a shower, the bricked mobile phone had been charged to two-thirds. As soon as it was turned on, group messages popped up continuously.

The group chat of the eleventh team was still noisy, and there were still a lot of Ait Anxue's.

Roughly speaking, last time he solved the subway hijacking incident within 5 minutes, another person brought 3000 two hundred and 48 ghosts. He has only been here for a week, and he has already become popular in the branch office. The Shuangcheng Tianshi Forum is full of discussions about this Team Eleven Captain.

An Xue was not interested in these things, and he didn't have much feeling for most things.

He found a pure music playlist, connected it to a bluetooth speaker, and sat on the bay window.

The evening wind carried the residual heat of summer, lingering and gentle, and there was a huge sunset in the distance.

That young man—An Xue thought of that young man again.

An Xue looked through the arrest warrant of the branch office, but did not see any information related to the young man. He is a ghost, but there is no arrest warrant, so he must be a ghost registered with the Special Administration Bureau.

For a registered ghost, the Special Administration will issue him something similar to a passport, which states the length of time he can stay in the human world, as well as a bunch of agreements, the most important of which is not to harm humans.

The agreement is all connected by a blood curse, and the ghost who signed the blood curse must not disobey, otherwise he will suffer backlash.

That being the case, An Xue put the tablet on her lap and tried to log in to the management system of the General Administration.

Enter account password, login failed.

An Xue: "..."

He was demoted, and all authority of the General Administration was closed to him.

Due to his personality, An Xue seldom talked to other people in the headquarters, and the only ones who could help him with inquiries were the director and Qian Lin.

As for Qian Lin, who has been on mission for the past few days, she is expected to come back tomorrow night.

Director...

An Xue doesn't want to look for him now.

An Xue left a message for Qian Lin, asking him to help find a ghost.

Just about to quit the social software, the news of Huai Zixing jumped out.

He didn't add Huai Zixing as a friend, it was a temporary conversation in the class.

Huai Zixing: New classmate!Good Anxue!Come together tomorrow!

Huaizixing: [Position]

Huai Zixing: Right at the Future Grand Theater!

An Xue: Why must I go?

After sending the message, the phone vibrated, and the social software popped up a friend verification: Huadu.

An Xue clicked through, and two dialog boxes popped up immediately on the friend interface.

Huadu: Hello!

An Xue: What is it?

Huadu: It's okay, can't I add a friend?

An Xue: I don't like it

Huadu: [animated expression]

Huadu: Then I want to do something?

Huadu: Let me ask you a question, do you have a split personality?

How presumptuous.

An Xue: ...

An Xue: goodbye

Talking about deleting friends.

Hua was one step ahead of him, and before An Xue clicked the delete button, three messages were sent in a hurry: I was wrong, I was wrong!

Huadu: Something is going on.

Huadu: I found a place, I think you might be interested.

An Xue:?

Two seconds later, Huadu sent a picture.

It was a tall building, the one where An Xue was pulled into the space by the ghost and met the young man!

Huadu: I have been to the ghost space before.

Huadu: I am very excited to see you, I guess, maybe you want to see it again?To find that...ghost?

Huadu: However, the space is just an imitation of reality, I don’t know if it will be useful to you.

Huadu: At least you can look for feelings?

An Xue: Where is it?

Huadu: Bailou Building.

Huadu: Let me think about the specific address, so what, it is just opposite the Future Theater, have you heard of it, it is quite famous in Shuangcheng, and it is an Internet celebrity attraction.

An Xue: Opposite the Future Theater?

Huadu: Yes.

An Xue: Thank you

On the other side, Huai Zixing deleted, deleted, edited, typed a lot of words, thought of countless reasons, even "You promised Xing Siyuan to go to the haunted house, why didn't you promise me to cheer for the president!" Added all the childish excuses, and was about to send, An Xue's reply popped up first.

An Xue: see you tomorrow

Huai Zixing:? ? ? ? ?

The next day, An Xue met Huai Zixing at the gate of the Future Theater on time.

I just saw this building in the ghost space as a celestial master, and I went to see it again as a student in a few days. If the young man is a more sensitive ghost, he will soon start to doubt him, and then pick up his vest.Then, it is more secure to use "come to the Future Theater with your classmates, and take a look at the Bailou Building by the way".

However, when seeing the clothes Huai Zixing prepared for him, An Xue began to feel regretful.

Huai Zixing grabbed the fabric of the T-shirt shoulders and showed it to An Xue: "This is the uniform of our fan club!"

A white T-shirt with a row of large characters written on the chest: President is number one in the world.

An Xue: "..."

Xing Siyuan, who had already changed his clothes, covered his face, and waved An Xue to accept his fate: "It's here, let's change."

Come here.

After he finishes changing, Huai Zixing will raise his phone, circle around, and face the camera, a group of boys and girls wearing "President No. The momentum in the middle!"

Everyone: "..."

The piano competition was held in the third hall of the Future Theater.

No tickets are required to watch the game. The contestants are still in the preparation stage. There are already many spectators sitting in the seats. Except for parents, most of them are students who are still on summer vacation.

The third hall is designed in Greek style, divided into two floors, solemn and solemn.In such an atmosphere, the audience unconsciously quieted down, even if they wanted to communicate, they would lower their voices.

The president's support team of No. [-] Middle School found a relatively front seat in the row, and a group of "Presidents No. [-] in the World" sat down in unison. They were really imposing, and even the girls from other schools in the back row couldn't help but ask: " Classmates, the student council president of No. [-] Middle School? Is that the one, Ran Yuchi?"

Ran Yuchi?

The three indistinct tones sound familiar to An Xue.

"Yeah, yeah!!" Huai Zixing turned his head, and started to be crazy about Amway again, "Our president is awesome! Gentle and delicate, gentlemen and polite! You must get to know each other, and you will definitely be impressed by the president's charisma!"

The girl behind nodded excitedly, pointing to her chest frantically: "We, we are here to see Ran Yuchi! I have long heard that the president of the student union of No. [-] Middle School is handsome and tall, modest and gentle, as gentle as jade..."

They were only halfway through when the audience in the front row applauded, and the first contestant appeared.

The two girls tugged at each other, made a quiet gesture, and pointed excitedly at the stage.

The hall lights dimmed, and a beam of light was projected obliquely from above, falling on the young man who came out from the stage.

Tall and well-fitted in a black suit, he leaned slightly and bowed to the audience.

Not only in this area, but also from different corners, the voices of girls from other schools "beeping and beeping".

The president of the student union of Shuangcheng No. [-] Middle School, tall, handsome and gentle, the male protagonist who came out of the anime, has long been known among the high school girls in Shuangcheng.

Someone yelled "Ran Yuchi".

The sound is especially clear in quiet halls.

This time An Xue clearly heard the president's name.

The president raised his head and smiled slightly, his smile looked gentle and dignified.

An Xue straightened her back: "...fuck."

On the stage, Ran Yuchi looked towards the auditorium, and his eyes easily caught a row of extremely conspicuous people wearing uniform uniforms, and the boy sitting in the middle.

An Xue was wearing a "President No. [-] in the world" T-shirt, holding the fluorescent support card of "President Sai Gao" that the girl forced for him, and looked at him with an indescribable expression.

Ran Yuchi: "..."

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The author has something to say:

An Xue: May I ask Mr. Pianpian, what does Wen Runruyu have to do with you?

Ran Yuchi: It will be done after one performance.