When Feng Linwan saw the three bright "History of Yama" on the cover of the book, he suddenly understood.

That's not true. Wherever you go, you can tell yourself which big place you are from, how awesome you are, and you can answer everything people ask you. Your authenticity suddenly skyrockets. Don't people still treat you respectfully?

Feng Linwan didn't notice that after Feng Shaomen stood next to her, some of the students who were about to move had smiles on their faces, and their eyes were full of fear and fear.

At this time, the moonstone embedded on the top gave off a soft light.

The library is closing!

"Let's all go, class starts in an hour." Feng Shaomen impatiently glanced at some of the people who were still standing, and shouted in a bad tone.

As the manager of the library, An Qi also stood up and said with a straight face, "This concludes the eighteenth interview. I hope you all like it." After saying that, Na Su raised his hand and the magic recording stone fell into his hand.

In an instant, the scene changed again.

Everyone returned to the square.

The candies in the center are sparkling and flowing, just like the mood of most people present at this moment.

Feng Shaomen had already let go of Feng Linwan, but An Qi held her arm affectionately, with his eyes curved into crescent shapes, and a sweet smile on his lips, "Master, where are you going?

"

Feng Linwan had no choice but to say, "Miss An Qi, I am not your master. I don't dare to be called you!"

Before An Qi could say anything, Feng Shaomen interrupted, "Mei, don't give up on me if you give it to me for free. If you pick it up for free, your disciple's face will be bright, so just accept it." After saying that, he didn't wait for Feng Linwan.

He replied and immediately smiled at An Qi and said: "The dean asked me to take my sister out for a walk. There won't be too many people, so let's go together."

"Okay!" An Qi's eyes shone and he nodded quickly. This sweet and charming look made many boys present feel a little confused.

Su Yuyang walked up, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his eyebrows were picturesque, three parts elegant and one part distant.

However, under the disbelief eyes of a group of people, he stretched out his jade-like hand and gently held Feng Linwan. He then raised his other hand and slowly touched her with his slender jade-like fingertips.

wrist.

His ambiguous and intimate behavior gradually changed everyone's gaze, and some girls even widened their eyes.

Feng Linwan was also stunned for a moment. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that he couldn't move it again!

The coolness brought by her wrist gradually spread, making her whole body feel a little cold.

This person looks sunny and warm, but the temperature is actually so cold!

After a while, Su Yuyang's fingertips suddenly emitted purple light, and his lips moved, apparently reciting a spell.

Purple-red light overflowed and wrapped around Feng Linwan's wrist.

After a few breaths, Su Yuyang closed his lips, the light dissipated, but Feng Linwan had a mark on his wrist.

The purple-red thunderbolt logo is embedded in the snowy skin, which is charming and attractive.

Yao Chen and Lin Mo Feng's eyes were half-closed, with an unexplained edge flashing in their eyes.

Feng Shaomen could see that the three of them were actually as close as friends. In fact, they were competing!

As for why...

Feng Shaomen raised his head slightly and looked at the brilliant system tower that seemed not far away, but was actually far, far away, with some expectation in his eyes.
Chapter completed!