soy sauce party

"What are you talking about! Don't listen to Gu Junbiao's nonsense."

Qiu Jiayi turned a deaf ear to my words, "tsk tsk" twice: "It seems that Gu Junbiao really has an instinct comparable to that of a wild animal, and it is not in vain that he looks like that."

"Don't worry about that, just hurry up now." Seeing that Qiu Jiayi still had the desire to speak, I simply turned around and started picking out shoes again.

Qiu Jiayi caught up with me: "It's wrong for you to do this, and running away is not the solution."

I said casually: "I have nothing to escape. I think you still don't understand me-yes, I will work hard to get what I want. But once it is clear that it does not belong to me, I will only, let go."

Qiu Jiayi laughed angrily: "How do you know it doesn't belong to you?"

I turned around, looked at her, saw her furry being stared at by me, and then smiled: "Actually, I think everything is meaningless, this world is unreal. I don't know if you noticed our tone , mine, yours, those living people, it seems, are just an item."

I reached out to touch Qiu Jiayi's black hair: "Could it be that our mission here is to compete for those people, things, emotions, and beauty that will never be available in the real world?"

"——I have read a lot of novels, time travel is just two words, but it seems to have infinite magic power. Taking the place of someone else's identity, living on behalf of someone else, that's it... Do you feel at ease? I didn't feel it when I read the novel, but just Feeling very excited, only now thinking about..."

"Is it guilt?" Qiu Jiayi frowned.

I put down the hand that was about to touch her hair, and leisurely grabbed the shoes on the side and handed them to the waiter.

I said softly: "No. I don't have that kind of emotion. I just don't know... how to continue. We just know the plot better than others, and it seems that we can see everything. I often think, what if It’s not that they came to this world, people like them...have always been out of reach...but now they seem to be playing tricks on them..."

"Heh." Qiu Jiayi's laughter interrupted my analysis, "Who knows? If I didn't come to this world, I'm already dead. Who knows what will happen?"

"You're just afraid, Min Xinhui..." Qiu Jiayi laughed at herself, "...Look, I've known you for so long, and I don't even know your name before you transmigrated. What's in the past, let it go."

"As long as there are memories, the past will not dissipate.—But why are we discussing these things? Sorry, I must be crazy. Well, I am completely fine now."

Qiu Jiayi shrugged: "Who knows? Maybe, we all have the fear of being beaten back to our original form. At that time, I was just a ghost, and you were just an ordinary person."

We looked at each other and smiled, but this smile contained a lot.

"Do you still want to go shopping?" I held the new bag in my hand and extended an invitation to Qiu Jiayi.

"Of course! It's a rare bargain, don't take it for nothing!" Qiu Jiayi stared, looking like a standard cute money fan, "I've been talking with you for so long, my time is counted in seconds!"

……

By the time we finished our shopping, it was already completely dark.I broke up with Qiu Jiayi at the entrance of the mall, the clothes had already been sent home by the mall, and I walked on the street alone.

I don't know if it's because of my mood. I used to feel that the brightly lit bustling city suddenly felt a bit lonely tonight.

Walking home, I didn't expect Miss Junxi to come.

Sister Junxi didn't say anything, she pulled me into the car and drove me all the way, the violent wind blowing in from the convertible car blocked all my words. But I didn't get up—I'd never be able to do that lightly.

When I got out of the car, before I could breathe, Miss Junxi pulled me into Gu Junbiao’s resplendent palace-like home. I stopped, and Miss Junxi looked back at me: “Why, even my sister doesn’t Do you agree?"

I go obediently.

Entering the meeting room of Gu Junbiao's house, a thin girl rushed up and bowed heavily. It was Jinsicao, with panic and grievance on her face: "I'm sorry! Sister Xinhui, I shouldn't treat Senior Zhihou I lent my phone number to a classmate in the academy! You and Gu Junbiao..."

"Enough." Sister Junxi's voice was not loud, but she had a sense of prestige, "Sicao, let's not talk about it now, okay?"

Sister Junxi pulled me into the chief seat where she often sat to sit with her. Fortunately, the seat was big enough and not too crowded.

Jinsicao stood for a while, pinched it loosely, loosened and pinched again, repeated several times, took a deep breath, slowly moved to Yin Zhihou's side, and sat down.

Song Yubin and Su Yizheng were sitting on one side, and Yin Zhihou and Jin Sicao were sitting on the other side. I was inexplicably familiar with this scene.

After a while, the servant brought Gu Junbiao in.

As soon as he saw me, Gu Junbiao's expression of impatience completely cooled down, and he refused to move any more.

Sister Junxi personally grabbed his ear and pulled him over.

In an instant, Gu Junbiao changed from a mature man of 187cm into a rebellious boy who was taught by his sister.The transition between these is dazzling.

I couldn't help laughing, Gu Junbiao immediately glared at me fiercely, I restrained my expression, and stared back not to be outdone.Sister Junxi laughed at the side: "Come on, if you stare again, you will become cross-eyed."

Then say to others: "Look, it looks like someone who has broken off the relationship."

As soon as I heard it, I immediately looked away and almost forgot that I was no longer my friend.

Gu Junbiao was more direct, yelling: "I have already said that I have severed my friendship with her, what are you doing with her!"

Sister Junxi grabbed Gu Junbiao by the ear, kicked him to make him calm down, and said fiercely: "It's not up to you."

"Whoever you make friends with, I say, whoever counts!"

"Well, let's have three games. If you can win two games, you can decide. If you can't, the relationship will be void!"

It turned into a plot again... Even if Yin Fabian and Jin Sicao are not in danger of dropping out of school, can't they get rid of the plot?

I wanted to say something, but when Miss Junxi saw her coming, I shut up.

... Well, I was also at fault for angering Gu Junpyo.

The rest is the same as the plot, the competition is sports, and the method of lottery balls is used.One for Gu Junpyo, one for me, one for sister Junxi... a bit different...

Then sister Junxi said something, and I reacted suddenly: "You mean... Gu Junbiao compares with me?"

Sister Junxi nodded: "Of course, this is the grievance between the two of you, not who you compare."

...But I am a woman! ! !

Or, the so-called soy sauce party doesn't even have basic human rights...

Yin Zhihou stood up suddenly: "Xinhui's leg was injured before, let me compare for her."

Sister Junxi thought for a while, and probably felt that my leg injury was indeed a big obstacle in sports, so she agreed. (By the way, did Mi really consider that I am a woman? Mo...)

When I was about to leave, Jin Sicho stood in front of me again: "I'm really sorry...but I didn't show those photos to Gu Junbiao!" She turned to Gu Junbiao: "Gu Junbiao, what do you say? Tell me, I didn’t give you those things! I don’t even know what the text message on the photo is, Sister Xinhui and Senior Zhihou, I didn’t think of them at all..."

"Jinsicao, don't worry." I interrupted her and smiled at her, "Those text messages are just ordinary text messages, not interesting, it doesn't matter whether it's because you leaked it or not."

The door slammed with a "bang" - this was Gu Junbiao's answer.

Back at school the next day, news of the competition had already spread.It seems that every step you take will receive thousands of pointers.I think, if it is not for time travel, I am afraid that I am not qualified to give advice to others.

But none of these can stop me.

Knocking on the door of the principal's office, a middle-aged man who was already a little old was standing in front of the French window.He sighed softly and turned around: "Miss Min Xinhui, do you really not think about it?"

I asked, "Is there any trouble? Or is my material not complete enough?"

He considered it carefully: "May I ask why you suddenly thought of changing schools? I can assure you that the School of Mythology is also ranked well in the world, and its hardware facilities are extremely superior..."

"Principal, I think you have misunderstood. I don't want to transfer because the School of Mythology is not good. It's just that I planned to go to Harvard before, but now I just leave earlier."

"If you think about it this way, I still hope that you can persist through the third year of high school. You must know that transferring to another school in the third year of high school will greatly affect your studies and university evaluation. With your excellent grades in the past, as long as you graduate in the third year of high school, you will be admitted to Harvard. If you transfer now , it will definitely be very troublesome." The gully on the headmaster's forehead became deeper.

"Thank you, Headmaster, but I..."

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