After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 306 Qiao Liang means bridge

Gao Fei's birthday is actually in January.

In his previous life, he was a boy who failed to grow up; in this life, he finally grew up.

It seems that he has become a little more responsible. In order to go to the same university as his girlfriend, he should be the one who studies the hardest. If he hadn't been playful and neglected his studies in the first and second years of high school, his current academic performance would not necessarily be worse than Anting. .

Anting was very satisfied in his heart. Once this time passed, it meant that Gao Fei's death node had been perfectly avoided.

Although many unexpected things happened, such as Gu Xueli's debut as a national style goddess, and the start of Zhu Jiajun's career, Anting truly completed his mission.

There is only one thing left - Bao Weiwei's death node, which will happen many years later, probably when he graduates from undergraduate degree.

This is also the reason why Anting and Bao Weiwei must go to the same university.

Anting doesn't hate this kind of rebirth. It's a salvation for those who realize things later.

Maybe, one day I will really let go.

But, after letting go, where to go?

"Meow~"

The music for eye exercises is being played on the radio, and the students in the class are doing eye exercises.

At this moment, it was actually [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and the first period of eye exercises had just ended.

While Anting was thinking about something and doing eye exercises, he suddenly heard Qiao Liang's imitating cat voice. He opened his eyes, turned his face, and stared at the window sill. There was a dull hair on it swaying in the wind. Under the sunlight, it looked like It is a golden osmanthus.

Over the past year, Xu Qingshu didn't adjust his seat much.

Anting and Song Ci have always been at the same table, sitting in the back row near the window.

At this moment, Song Ci was not sitting next to the boy, but on the podium, responsible for managing the discipline of eye exercises.

Anting complained: "Cranliang, stop calling me and squatting by the wall without showing your head."

Qiao Liang was actually squatting outside separated by a wall. He was tall enough and the windows were not high enough. Even though he was squatting, his conspicuous hair was still exposed.

Hearing Anting's voice, Qiao Liang's cat head popped out.

It really is a cat head. Her hair is not long enough. During the dry autumn and winter seasons, it always arches up like a pair of cat ears.

"Hehehe~"

Anting held his chin with one hand and said disgustedly: "What are you doing? Don't you need to do eye exercises?"

"I need your help with something."

"what's up?"

"You come out first." She looked like a lucky cat, waving her hands, very cute.

Anting sneaked out through the back door.

The student union will manage students' eye exercises and conduct civilized class grading.

However, in the third year of high school, these things are not so important. Many teachers will even take a few minutes to do eye exercises. However, Xu Qingshu is a serious person and tells students to do eye exercises. It is important to protect their eyes.

at the same time.

Song Ci on the podium noticed Anting and Qiao Liang going out.

"What are those two idiots doing again?"

……

Followed by.

Qiao Liang led Anting to the high school art room.

Along the way, Qiao Liangcai told Anting the whole story: "The art college entrance examination is over. We shouldn't need to draw until the cultural college entrance examination comes. Today we have to clean up the art room of the third year of high school."

"Is it so early?"

"Well, the school has new changes this year."

Anting wondered: "New changes?"

"Aren't we divided into arts and sciences classes only in the first and second years of high school? Starting from this semester, we will change classes. We will start to separate classes in the first semester of high school. Our art room needs to be released."

"Hey, it's rolled up." Anting sighed.

No wonder the senior year art room had to be cleaned up so early. It turned out to be to give it to the new generation of art students.

This winter is not very cold, especially during the day, when the sun is shining, it is very pleasant.

Qiao Liang was wearing a complete winter school uniform + basketball shoes. The zipper of her jacket was open and the sleeves were lengthened to cover her hands. She was walking on the school road with restless steps.

The shadows of the trees are mottled, and there is a mixture of light and dark, giving people a shining sense of sight.Like a cat demon that can be blown away by the wind.

When he reached the long slope of the school, Qiao Liang suddenly looked back, stared at the young man, and said, "Brother Ting, you seem to be in a good mood."

"Well, because high school ends in one semester..."

Qiao Liang seemed to understand, "Oh, is it perfection?"

"good…"

soon.

The two came to the art room of the third year of high school.

According to Qiao Liang herself, her father came right at the school gate and took his daughter's painting tools away to save her the time to move home.

In fact, it’s not just painting tools, but also many works.

This girl can really draw.

However, Anting soon discovered one thing - my God, there were many paintings about himself, in various styles from two-dimensional to three-dimensional.

Anting imitated Qiao Liang's heartless smile, and joked: "You have a crush on me?"

Your stories are all about me.

Upon hearing this, the careless Qiao Liang suddenly panicked. He quickly stepped forward, took the painting from the young man's hand, made a face, and said, "I won't fall into a boring crush."

"That's right. I can't imagine you having a crush on someone else... By the way, I remember you said you wanted to draw a real me. Is there any final result?"

"No…"

Anting did not dwell on this topic. Although he had attended painting classes when he was a child, he did not understand the world of artists very well, so he obediently helped organize things.

Less than 1 minutes.

Qiao Liang's voice came from behind again, "An Ting, Anting, which one do you like?"

"Well…?"

The moment he turned around, he saw Qiao Liang holding his Two-dimensional portrait in his left hand and Song Ci's Two-dimensional portrait in his right hand.

Qiao Liang had a smile on his face. He looked harmless, innocent and chatting.

This should be a very naive and simple question.

The same is true for the young man's habitual thinking. Just when he wanted to reach out his hand and open his mouth, he was stunned.

Can't answer.

A brief silence.

With a hint of embarrassment about changing the topic, Anting packed up his things, turned around, and walked out of the art room door, saying: "Let's go, isn't your dad waiting at the school gate? Although the next period is a self-study class, you can't delay it too long. I still have to study hard."

"Ow."

On the way to the school gate, Qiao Liang seemed to be more at ease, transforming from a refined fairy into a human being, walking side by side with the boy.

"I'm bored. Let's talk about how I want to draw a real version of you."

"Ang, what's there to talk about?"

"Maybe it's because I don't believe in rebirth, or maybe it's because I don't understand rebirth, so I always miss the point when I draw it." Qiao Liang sighed with emotion.

Ultimately, the short-haired girl still doesn't believe in rebirth.

Anting rolled his eyes and changed his words, "There's no such thing as rebirth. I'm just teasing you. I'm just an ordinary business genius+genius boy+handsome guy."

There is no rebirth. I am just an ordinary high school student aged [-] or [-] who owns [-] branches, two Internet companies, and a piece of land.

In a shounen manga, it makes sense.

Qiao Liang was so amused that he burst into laughter.

Smile as bright as a flower, quietly speeding up.

Not far away, he tilted his head and looked back.

"I remember you said one thing, you didn't know me in your previous life, and your rebirth has nothing to do with me, but... is there a possibility -"

"What's possible?" Anting frowned and asked in confusion.

"Your rebirth is to meet me."

The meaning of Qiao Liang is a bridge, connecting the past life and this life.

(End of this chapter)