Pretty Friends [Unlimited Streaming]

Shi Lingfa looked over there in a daze. It was a boy with dyed red hair, with unrestrained eyebrows, very similar to the handsome guy in high school who sat in the back row and was the center of the noise.

His frivolous gaze leaped over the silent crowd, and climbed onto the weak and beautiful teacher on the stage. Like a coveted poisonous snake, he invaded the slender neck like a swan bit by bit along the dignified white coat, and finally stopped on the beautiful eyebrows and eyes. .

The world has entered the doomsday for a long time, and there has long been no distinction between clear day and dark night. Most of them are under such a dark orange-red sky, which makes everything look decadent.

But the drowsy orange light hit the stage, the man's red nose for some reason, and the eyelashes sticking together as if he had cried, all strangely attracted everyone's attention.

Can't take my eyes off.

Feeling the boy's aggressive gaze, Shi Ling slightly turned his eyes away uncomfortably, his slender pale fingers clenched his cuffs uneasily.

Amidst the boy's offensive actions and words, other students in the class gradually started to make noises.

"Brother Song is a cow!"

"Hahahaha teacher can you scold me too?"

"Teacher! Scold me to death!"

There is also a female voice mixed in:

"Teacher, you are so beautiful—"

Shi Ling pursed her lips tightly, and said in her heart to stop screaming, the teacher already wanted to die.

Little Baibai's face was still serious, but through the light from the window, one could clearly see the nervous expression on the beautiful teacher's face.

This makes everyone more and more presumptuous.

The live barrage is not too far behind:

——When I think of my wife swearing at others, I get excited, am I the only one in my family!

——Who is not? Who doesn’t want to be scolded?

——My wife scolded that red-haired man to death, he is too disrespectful to Teacher Sihashasha

Really speechless.

None of them are serious.

When the young teacher who just took office was standing alone on the podium, trembling with anger or shame, the system said at the right time: [Open page 26. 】

Shi Ling couldn't think of anything now, and instinctively followed the system's words.

The system teaches people to work hand in hand: [Find someone to get up and read. 】

Chaos responded, and Shi Ling glanced at the small and crowded roll call pasted on the podium table, dazzled and casually picked a polite-looking name: "Song Jin."

Not too loud, but with a little reserved vibrato.

As soon as the words came out, there was a sudden silence.

"Zi—" the sound of the chair mopping the floor.

Amidst the sudden loud noise, Shi Ling saw the red-haired boy who had been raising his hands move his chair back, stood up and looked at him, with a striking and handsome face, a ruffian smile, and a long voice: "Hey—— —”

"Is the teacher going to scold me?"

Shi Ling: "..." Well, what a coincidence.

Could someone really be so unlucky? Woohoo.

But the unlucky Shi Ling still remembers why he asked people to get up. He couldn't control the corner of the page of the English book, and the words he blurted out turned into a questioning tone, "Can you read page 26?"

After finishing speaking, the system clicked again.

This made Shi Ling very nervous, and felt that the system seemed to want to scold someone, so he asked softly, "Isn't that so?"

The system choked back what it was going to say, [... well done. 】

Song Jin looked like a thorn in the head, but after Shi Ling asked, he couldn't help but pick up the book and read it.

Boys’ voices in their youth are usually a little hoarse, but the voice of the boy standing up to read the text is unexpectedly different from his outrageous hair color. The velvet-like magnetic voice, coupled with a very standard pronunciation, seems to be carrying out a speech. A poetry reading.

Even Shi Ling, who couldn't understand a sentence, knew that the boy read well.

Great.

It's just that the red-haired boy would keep pestering the stunned beautiful teacher after he finished reading, asking himself if he read well, and it was not enough to just nod the teacher's question, he insisted on saying that the teacher would teach him next time.

The English idiot responded eagerly and obediently.

I am really afraid that people will let me improvise immediately.

When the red-haired boy got the reply and sat down contentedly, a cold voice came from the system that had been silent just now: [get out of class is over, you can go. 】

……get out of class has ended?

Shi Ling felt like he hadn't done anything, and the bell didn't ring...

"Ding Ding Ding-"

Very suddenly, a huge bell rang abruptly just a few seconds after the system finished speaking, reverberating one after another, Shi Ling trembled in fright, raised his eyes to look down, and found that everyone put away the smiles on their faces, and they were in a consistent and orderly manner. pick up a pen.

【Walk. 】

When Shi Ling went out in a daze, out of the corner of her eye, the red-haired boy winked at him.

Among all the numb expressions, only he still had a relaxed smile.

Following the guidance of the system, Shi Ling hurriedly climbed up the second floor and walked to the end of the corridor on the right.

There was no one in the hallway.

[07, your dormitory. 】

Shi Ling glanced at it, and it happened to be the house number in front of him. Just as he was about to turn the door open while holding the handle, the door opened by itself.

Someone came out.

The other party didn't seem to expect someone, and opened the door a little too loudly, pulling Shi Ling staggeringly, and following the inertia, he threw himself on the person.

Very hard, this was Shi Ling's first reaction.

The little boy, who had been stunned all the way, had his brain short-circuited for a moment.

"Why are you back?" The voice came from above, with obvious boredom in the cold voice, "Didn't you be asked to move away?"

Shi Ling, who hadn't reacted to the new plot, was startled, and noticed that she was still throwing herself on the opponent, and looked up in a daze, just in time to meet the expressionless face of the voice owner.

There is no expression, the only thing I can feel is that it is really cold.The other party just lowered his head, and Shi Ling could see that his face, from the eyebrows to the cold jaw line, revealed his impatience with his roommate who just came back.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Shocked awake by the sharp coldness, Shi Ling immediately took a few steps back as if electrified.

Backing away a bit, Shi Ling saw an iron plate pinned to the boy's chest, with two lines of words written on it, the first line being slightly smaller, which read "President of the Student Union".

The second line should be his name "Jiangling".

The boys did not wear school uniforms like other students, but wore a uniform and formal attire, looking very mature and stable.

But it also made him look a lot more serious.Shi Ling felt as if she had done something wrong and was facing the head teacher, so she didn't dare to say a word.

However, Shi Ling remembered what the boy in front of him said just now, and felt a little uneasy, so he asked in a low voice: "Can I not move?"

Because the heat that surged up when he hurriedly climbed the stairs just now has not disappeared, Shi Ling's face and neck are still pink, and he speaks softly, as if he is acting like a baby.

The roommate frowned and didn't speak.

Shi Ling doesn't know what strange story this dungeon has, but is he really going to be kicked out?

Why is it like this again.

This unflattering, weird development of not having a good place to sleep every day.

The more Shi Ling thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, his brain froze, and he simply asked clearly: "Are you my boyfriend?"

The handsome little boy came out of nowhere like this, and asked nonsensically, with genuine doubts on his pink and white face.

The situation turned around, and now Jiangling was stunned.

Jiang Ling's perennially indifferent and handsome face rarely showed some other expressions, which were the same doubts as Shi Ling.

He inexplicably felt that his roommate seemed a little different. The vase, which usually looked like a wood, seemed to be alive and elusive today.

At least the previous "Shi Ling" would never say such a thing.

Smelling the very faint fragrance in the cold wind of doomsday, Jiang Ling swallowed back the overly sarcastic words inexplicably, but his tone was not very good: "I will give myself money very much."

Jiang Ling is tall with long legs and perfect proportions. He is wearing a black uniform. He just stands there lazily, with a cold smile on his lips for no reason: "It's good to be alive like you in the last days. Think so much."

Sentence after sentence, unrestrained contemptuous words hit the stunned Shi Ling on the head, the little boy was not angry when he was told, and heaved a sigh of relief in Jiang Ling's straight eyes.

Not just fine.

Shi Ling was really scared by the last dungeon, but now he is happy, and he can still smile shyly at the cold boy, "Okay."

Jiang Ling: "..."

After Shi Ling knew that he didn't have that kind of relationship with the boy in front of him, he got close unconsciously, and was a little embarrassed to ask: "Who am I...?"

A pair of eyes on the pretty face blinked meaninglessly, looking straight at Jiang Ling, showing a bit of bewilderment and innocence, which made Jiang Ling's heart beat suddenly.

He unconsciously said, "You kind..."

"Ding——please take the invigilator, please take the patrol members of the student union, the third round of screening at Ya'an College is about to begin!"

The mechanical electronic sound came from the radio on each floor, echoed in the corridors, and repeated, shaking people's hearts.

The electronic sound is very thin.

The walkie-talkie at Jiang Ling's waist also lit up red.

What he hadn't said was interrupted, and the corners of Jiang Ling's straight mouth were pressed down, a little irritable, and the pretty face in his sight was frightened by the sound of the broadcast, showing a little panic.

Time was short, Jiang Ling knew that he should go downstairs immediately, but strangely stayed a little longer.

Sure enough, in his condescending gaze, the frightened boy's crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled in fear, like a beautiful vase that is extremely fragile.

The pretty idiot bit her plump lip and begged her seemingly powerful roommate: "Can I go in?...I'm a little scared."

……

There were two beds neatly facing each other in the room, Shi Ling saw that the same coat that Jiang Ling was wearing just now was still lying on one bed, so he obediently walked to the other bed.

His own bed was very clean and tidy, the sheets were not even wrinkled, and the quilt was folded into tofu cubes, square and square.

It's the look that Shi Ling can never fold.

Shi Ling was a little embarrassed when he sat down.

Sitting on the bed, Shi Ling looked sideways at the slightly open window of the dormitory, and could only see the same dull orange color as before, like deserted loess.