They Are Not Human!

Jiang Yan looked at Wen Qing with a smile, her eye makeup was very thick, her false eyelashes were long and thick, her fox eyes were raised upwards, and there was a hint of surprise in her mocking expression.

Obviously the content of the conversation just now exceeded his expectations.

Wen Qing stared at Jiang Yan's eyes for a while, and it didn't look like Bai Tong, Oz, or Zhou Zhou.

Whose is that?

Who would be so kind to find someone to help him?

After struggling for a while, unable to think of it, Wen Qing asked directly, "Why do you want to help me?"

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Because I am kind."

"Helping others, benevolent, and implementing the core socialist values."

Wen Qing: "…"

Jiang Yan continued: "I actively respond to the country's call."

Wen Qing: "…"

Seeing Wen Qing's speechlessness, Jiang Yan smiled again and said slowly, "Actually, I am a more conscientious person."

"You also know the rewards of those bounty posts, right?" Jiang Yan paused, then said, "Especially a woman like me who sees money, I changed your name card for you, which not only helped you, but also You can exchange your information for rewards by yourself."

"Let's talk about courtesy."

Wen Qing blinked, Jiang Yan's face was a little serious at this moment, but this serious and bohemian temperament was somewhat inconsistent and abrupt.

This reason is so serious, it seems to be deliberately told to him.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, Jiang Yan didn't want to say anything, and he stopped asking, and said, "I'm going back to the bedroom, how about you?"

Jiang Yan nodded and walked down the stairs.

The dormitory of Dezhi High School is divided into a unified dormitory area, and the male and female dormitories are mixed together.

A group of girls are in Building 2 and Boys are in Building 3, just in tandem.

Before it was time to turn off the lights, the bedroom building was brightly lit and noisy.

Wen Qing suddenly remembered the conversation between Song Xuan and his younger brothers.

He paused in his footsteps and said to Jiang Yan hesitantly, "The first group of people seem to be waiting for something."

"I don't know what it is, I only heard a few conversations."

Jiang Yan was slightly startled, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, thank you little brother for the reminder."

As he spoke, he rolled his eyes and asked, "Do you want to return the gift?"

"How about touching the milk?"

"…"

At this moment, Wen Qing was very glad that there were no other classmates around, and no one heard what Jiang Yan said.

Although no one heard them, someone on the balcony of the dormitory building watched them from a distance.

"No!" Wen Qing's cheeks were slightly red, and she walked quickly to the third building.

Going downstairs, he paused in his footsteps and looked back at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan did not enter the dormitory, but stood under the tree, his body was shrouded in shadows, and he couldn't see it clearly.

He moved and took out something.

The next second, Wen Qing saw clearly that it was a cigarette and a lighter.

Seemingly aware of Wen Qing's gaze, Jiang Yan took a step forward, stood under the light, waved his cigarette, and blew a kiss toward Wen Qing.

Wen Qing quickly turned around and hurried upstairs.

Suddenly, 001's voice sounded in my ear: [Can I speak? 】

Wen Qing doesn't hold grudges, and has long stopped being angry with 001.

Just because 001 didn't make a sound, he didn't take the initiative to speak.

Hearing 001's question at this moment, I have an inexplicable feeling that my pet is talking pitifully.

He snorted and said slowly: [Yes. 】

001 asked: [Do you like this? 】

Wen Qing didn't understand 001's question: [What is this? 】

001: [Do you like Jiang Yan's type? 】

Wen Qing: [? ? ? 】

【do not like. 】

Wen Qing wondered: [Why do you bring it up to liking? 】

001: [Then why are you blushing? 】

Wen Qing blushed even more now, thinking to herself, he has a thin skin and can't hear those words.

And... anyone else would blush when they heard Jiang Yan's words? !

001 can hear what he is thinking...

Thinking of this, Wen Qing said dissatisfiedly: [Because I'm hot, are you satisfied? 】

After speaking, without waiting for 001 to speak, Wen Qing took the lead to ask: [You have been very strange recently. 】

【Why do you think about love and love all day long? 】

001 was silent.

Wen Qing went upstairs and said to 001: [It must be that you have watched too many movies during this time. 】

【Next time you return to the world, you are not allowed to watch movies about love. 】

001: […]

Walking to the door of the bedroom, Wen Qing did not go in directly, but opened the door and looked.

Song Xuan was not there, only Fu Ranxiu was alone.

Wen breathed a sigh of relief, walked into the bedroom, closed the door, and locked it.

He walked in, stopped in front of the closet, took out his clothes and towels, and carefully peeked at Fu Ranxiu.

Fu Ranxiu sat in front of the desk, lowered his eyes, and read the book at a glance.

Judging from the text on the cover and pages, it is neither a Chinese book nor an English book.

Wen Qing didn't know it, and didn't know what language it was.

Fu Ranxiu turned two pages and stopped at an illustration.

Wen Qing looked at the angels and demons in the illustration and squinted, as if it was related to religion.

His eyes were slightly startled, and he glanced at Fu Ranxiu's desk again.

In addition to the little angel sculpture and the papers, there are also several more books, all in English and other languages, apparently just brought back.

Probably sensing his gaze, Fu Ranxiu closed the book and tilted his head.

Wen Qing quickly retracted her gaze and quickly ran into the bathroom to wash.

Worrying about Fu Ranxiu's suspicion, when he came out of the shower, Wen Qing didn't dare to look any further and went to bed directly.

After getting into the quilt, he continued to look at Fu Ranxiu through the gap between the quilt and the bed.

Fu Ranxiu's profile face was sharp and angular, and the contours of his eyebrows and eyes showed a coldness.

His coldness is not ordinary coldness, but radiates from his bones, with a gloomy feeling, as if terrifying, and the bedroom seems to be several degrees cold.

The feeling that Fu Ranxiu gave him was a bit like the feeling that Ji's family gave him.

However, he is not as good as the Ji family's restraint, and it is more intuitive.

Wen Qing pinched her palm nervously, so far.

His intuition was accurate.

Suddenly, Fu Ranxiu put down the book in his hand and stood up.

Wen Qing quickly pressed the quilt to cover her face.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Fu Ranxiu seemed to be walking to the door, and then with a "da" sound, the lights were turned off.

Immediately after the lights out, the music sounded, and the noisy bedroom building gradually quieted down.

Wen Qing thought to herself, is Fu Ranxiu going to sleep?

The thought flashed by, and a faint light lit up outside the quilt.

Wen Qing pricked up her ears and listened for a while.

After the lights were out, the bedroom building was so quiet that Fu Ranxiu was very clear.

Wen Qing tilted his head and quietly pulled up a corner of the quilt.

Fu Ranxiu was still in front of the desk, he turned on a small lamp and continued to read.

From time to time, I draw circles on the book, as if taking notes.

Staring at his back for a while, Wen Qing suddenly realized that Fu Ranxiu was different from the other students in the class.

A class of students are very serious in class and do not desert, but they are still relaxing and doing their own things outside of class.

Fu Ranxiu was still reading carefully after turning off the lights...

Seems to be religious...

Could it be some strange religious ceremony?

Wen Qing closed her eyes, thinking about it, her sleepiness surged up.

He dazedly thought that he had to find a chance to use the props tomorrow.

First determine the attributes of the squad leader.

...

the next day

At 6:30 in the morning, the wake-up bell rang through the dormitory building, the melodious singing continued, and it was impossible to stay in bed for a while.

Wen Qing was dazed, and slowly got up to take a shower.

It was dark, and before the sun rose, the high school students did.

Waking up too early, Wen Qing didn't have any appetite, so she bought bread and milk downstairs, ready to go back to the classroom to sleep again.

Before reaching the door of the classroom, I heard a few students in front discussing in a low voice:

"Fuck, everyone is here."

"It's only seven o'clock, I thought we were early enough."

"As expected of a class."

"It wasn't that early two days ago.

...

Wen Qing listened to them silently, walked to the back door of the first class, and looked up.

Except for Song Xuan and others, the other students were all sitting in their seats. They looked sleepy, but their eyes were bright and full of energy, as if they were expecting something.

If you woke up early today...

Is today the time that Huang Mao said?

Wen Qing pursed her lips and walked into the classroom with a stomach full of doubts.

Before long, other players also arrived in the classroom.

The last one to come was Jiang Yan. She wore heavy makeup and kept yawning. She looked extremely sleepy.

Jiang Yan just sat down when Fu Ranxiu got up and said to everyone, "The transfer student and I are going to get the school uniform."

After speaking, he walked straight to the door, leaving the classroom regardless of whether the people behind him followed or not.

Wen Qing quickly followed.

Because it was too early, the players were a little tired. From the classroom on the fourth floor to the storage room on the first floor, no one spoke, only a series of yawns.

The storage room is very large, about the size of a classroom, with various tables, chairs, and sports equipment, all in a mess.

Go to the deepest point, there is a small room.

Fu Ranxiu opened the door, the light inside was dim, and there were military green soft pads for physical education classes on the ground, and piles of school uniforms were stacked on the soft pads.

"The new school uniforms can't be delivered temporarily. Here are the school uniforms left over from previous years."

Fu Ranxiu took a step inside, dust flying.

Wen Qing couldn't help coughing softly.

Fu Ranxiu glanced at him, stopped, and said to the players, "Choose a few sets that fit your size."

"Starting today, everyone will wear school uniforms."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the small room, leaving the storage room.

Jiang Yan stepped forward, grabbed three sets of plus-size school uniforms, yawned, and said to Wen Qing sleepily, "I'm going to sleep first."

Wen Qing nodded and looked down for the school uniform.

The school uniforms are divided into men's and women's. Most of the men's models are XL, and there are a few L's. Wen Qing searched for a long time and couldn't find the M size.

The remaining players also found school uniforms that fit their size one after another.

When the girls were gone, Zhang Yang took off his clothes in the storage room and changed into his school uniform.

Seeing that Wen Qing hadn't found it yet, he said, "Just pick a few pieces."

Wen Qing replied, wanting to get the L, turned his head and saw that it was all in Zhang Yang's hands.

He said slowly, "I'll look for it again."

Zhang Yang didn't think much, and said, "I'll go first."

Wen Qing continued to look for her size, and finally found a size M shirt.

Suddenly, there was a harsh sound outside the small room, as if something fell heavily to the ground and was dragged.

Wen Qing thought it was Zhang Yang's movement, got up and opened the door, and looked out.

I saw Song Xuan standing not far away, tilted his head to look at him, his eyebrows were fierce, and there were blood beads on his face.

"Transfer Students."

"come over."