Chapter 5 5. The plot officially begins

Author: Yan Lingyu

Chapter 5 5. The plot officially begins

As soon as Ling Xing returned to the classroom, Ji Yan and Qiu Yilin followed her back to the classroom one after another.

The weather in early September is still very fierce, and the air conditioner can be blown in the classroom. No one wants to sweat outside.

Ling Xing didn't pay much attention to them. When he returned to his seat, he saw his deskmate Zeng Zhile biting the cap of his pen with a thoughtful expression, like an ignorant child. He looked very cute.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but after a long time, her eyes slowly fell on Ling Xing, and she tentatively touched Ling Xing's arm with her pen: "Hey~ Deskmate, do you feel that the last question

A bit roundabout?"

Not long after handing in the test paper, Ling Xing still had some impressions of the last big question that stuck her. She thought about it carefully: "It's a bit convoluted, but for the last question, I calculated that formula B is not valid and has no solution."

"Ugh..." Zeng Zhile suddenly sobbed and lay on the desk in despair: "I calculated the answer several times but still couldn't figure it out. Then I thought that the test questions at the beginning of the school year should not be so exciting, so I finally gave it up.

After reading it twice, I randomly calculated an answer and filled it in."

The results of the two were basically evenly matched.

Ling Xing was not sure that her answer was correct. She comforted her deskmate: "Your answer is not necessarily wrong, and my answer is not necessarily right. When the test paper is handed out, the teacher will definitely explain the question.

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"That's right," Zeng Zhile sat upright: "Instead of worrying about it, it's better to ask Su Qingluo."

But until the school bell rang, Su Qingluo didn't come back.

Ling Xing heard the electronic sound again.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the male protagonist's favorability value +5. The current male protagonist's total favorability value is 8. Please keep up the good work, the host."

Numb.

Across the aisle, before the teacher on the podium started teaching, Ling Xing glanced sideways at Ji Yan.

The afternoon sun was very strong, and the curtains in the classroom were tightly closed.

The young man sat by the window and looked up at the teacher on the podium. His back was straight and his profile was graceful and somewhat soft, giving people a feeling that he was easy to get along with.

I only met Qiu Yilin a few times, and my favorability level once reached 8 points. Isn’t it easy to get along with her?

Qiu Yilin has a system. Although it is mysterious, Ling Xing's ability to accept it is extraordinary, and she was forced to accept it long before school started.

It's one thing to be forced to accept it, but it's another thing to hear that Qiu Yilin has a little bit of strategy for Ji Yan and is about to get the reward for the strategy.

Her mentality was somewhat affected, and she didn't even pay much attention to what the teacher said in this class.

The last class in the afternoon was a self-study class. The teacher stayed in the classroom for the first half of the class. The classroom was as quiet as a chicken, and the only sounds that could be heard were the swishing of questions and the turning of books.

In the second half of the class, the teachers on the podium were called out by the dean. Almost as soon as they disappeared, the quiet classroom instantly became noisy.

After a long summer vacation, the wild nature in many students has long been released, and few can really calm down and study unless they are watched by the teacher.

A few boys at the front desk were fighting, and when they were retreating to avoid it, they accidentally bumped into Ling Xing's desk, and they hurriedly turned around with a smile and said sorry.

He was quite polite, but he was too noisy.

In the noisy classroom, there is no class at all?

The new squad leader was already a Buddha. Adhering to the principle of joining if he couldn't control himself, he felt at ease and chatted with his classmates.

"Tsk!" Zeng Zhile had a headache from the noise, dropped the pen in his hand and leaned on the back table.

She used too much force, and the empty back table could not bear her strength, and the table legs scraped against the ground and made a squeaking sound.

From the corner of her eye, Ling Xing glanced at her open notebook, which contained a half-drawn comic.

If you ignore the abrupt black line, the painting is pretty good.

It seems that her deskmate did not calm down to study either.

The air conditioner in the classroom is forced to limit the temperature, and 26° is not a suitable temperature for some students.

A few brave ones, knowing that the temperature of the air conditioner could not be lowered, still reluctantly went to the air conditioner at the back of the classroom and pressed the downward triangle several times. The number on the display of 26° did not move at all.

"Ding! Prompt the host, the plot has officially begun."

In a noisy classroom, electronic sounds don't sound so clear.

Coming again?

Ling Xing moved to the left, put his elbow on the desk to support his forehead, pretending to read, but in fact he was listening to how the plot unfolded.

"Plot reminder: The heroine is responsible for designing the blackboard paper for the class, and won the second place in the school competition. The host's task this time is to design the blackboard paper for the heroine, and achieve the same or higher score with the heroine than in the original book

results."

"If the mission is successful, the host will receive random rewards and subsequent plot prompts. If the mission fails, the favorability points obtained from the male protagonist or individual supporting characters will be deducted, and there will be no subsequent plot prompts."

Blackboard newspaper?

Qiu Yilin's voice was so low that Ling Xing couldn't hear clearly what she was talking to the system. He could only see her looking back at the blackboard at the back of the classroom.

When she turned around, Ling Xing also took a look at the blackboard behind her. The blackboard newspaper drawn by her former classmate from Grade 2 and Grade 3 was certainly good, but after a long period of baptism, the painted patterns and excerpted handwriting were blurred in many places, and

There is obvious dust on the blackboard.

Every year, the blackboard report at the beginning of school is undoubtedly the most important thing for the class teacher.

Ling Xing began to wonder if the heroine mentioned by the system was actually her. She didn't know how to draw at all. How could she take over something like drawing a blackboard poster, which was related to the collective honor of the class?

The noisy classroom suddenly became quiet at this moment, which was a sign that the teacher had returned. The students immediately sat upright one by one, opening their books and pretending to study.

After a few seconds of silence, there was no sign of the teacher either outside the corridor or in the classroom. Then a burst of laughter came from the classroom, making it noisy again.

The story of the boy who cried wolf cannot be played too much. It means that when the teacher actually walks into the classroom from the back, the noisy classroom will gradually quiet down from the back to the front.

There were a few boys who didn't know what they were talking about. They were in the middle of the conversation, and they slapped the table "hahaha" and burst into laughter right under the teacher's nose. Then one of the classmates inadvertently looked up and saw the teacher's expressionless face.

What a loud sound...

The teacher was very angry and the consequences were serious.

Due to lack of discipline and lack of self-discipline, the students were forced to accept bowls of chicken soup for the soul sent by Teacher Yu in the second half of the class.

There is always one thing in common between teachers and teachers, they always give their students chicken soup for their souls.

When the bell rang for the end of school, Teacher Yu was slapping the blackboard and erasing the lecture until he got to the point where he was so excited that he had no intention of ending the get out of class.

They were forced to stay in jail.

When the chicken soup was almost filled, Teacher Yu pulled out a piece of A4 paper from somewhere, looked at it twice, and then called the names of two classmates——

"Ling Xing, Zeng Zhile, these two students, please stand up."

Ling Xing and Zeng Zhile looked at each other in confusion and stood up together.

They were sitting at the back, and many classmates looked back with curious eyes.

Teacher Yu looked at them in surprise for a while, then a smile slowly appeared on his majestic face: "It turns out that you two are sitting at the same table, what a coincidence."

"I learned from your freshman class teacher that classmate Zeng Zhile is better at drawing, while classmate Ling Xing is good at handwriting. This time our class's blackboard newspaper..."

Ling Xing's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, he couldn't describe the specific feeling. He only had one thing that was extremely clear: what was supposed to come would really come.

Until Teacher Yu finished arranging the blackboard newspaper and walked out of the classroom, Qiu Yilin didn't say anything. She only looked back at the blackboard newspaper with unknown meaning after school, her eyes full of determination to win.

Ling Xing was inexplicably looking forward to where things would go next.
Chapter completed!