You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Ah... such a familiar taste, yet it seems a little strange now.

Xiao Yao noticed that there were a few guys who looked like elementary school students also using the computer. They had red scarves around their necks and were shouting while playing online games, with their schoolbags placed casually next to the keyboards.

"There are so many elementary school students... I think this Internet cafe is doomed." Xiao Yao was a little uneasy: "By the way, didn't you say you wanted to buy a computer?"

"Tianyun said she's been busy with training recently and is already watching." Shen Jie said, "Don't sit here, go inside."

The so-called "couple room" inside, with leather sofas, high-end configuration and large screen, and a curtain separating it from the hall outside, costs eight yuan an hour. In the past, Xiao Yao would never consider going there, but now he actually thinks... it's not bad? Not very expensive.

Xiao Yao and Shen Jie logged into their respective accounts. Xiao Yao's character was a white elf Templar, level 61, wearing a set of doomsday armor, holding the Glory of the Dead and a small doomsday shield, with the words "Don Quixote" on his head.

Shen Jie's character is named "oOShuHeOo", a white elf wizard who wears high-heeled boots and black stockings, holds a small magic wand in her hand, and is only level 8.

"Here, I'll give you the top equipment for this mage, the best before level 20." Xiao Yao put the robe, socks, boots and staff in the trading box, thought for a moment and typed 30000 in the gold coin column: "Take the money and go to the store to buy some ordinary magic bullets - just buy 3000. If you buy more, you will exceed the load. Right-click to automatically use the magic bullets, which can deal 50% extra damage."

"Really?" A white light flashed in Shen Jie's hand, and her character chanted a spell: "Mimaya Mana!" Then an ice arrow shot out from her hand, flew to the lizardman, and killed the monster instantly with a critical hit.

"Awesome!" Shen Jie said, "At what level can I learn Fireball?"

"You are an elf," Xiao Yao explained, "Elves use water magic, dark elves use wind magic, and humans use fire magic..."

"Then I want to train as a human mage again." Shen Jie pouted.

"Don't, you're already level 8," Xiao Yao advised, "White elves are beautiful, and you see, I'm also a white elf. People of different races cannot get married."

"Okay," Shen Jie said reluctantly, "What's your profession?"

"Templar, this is a second-level job," Xiao Yao explained. "You are an Elf Mage, a first-level job at level 20. You can choose Elf Elder or Elf Wizard. If you want to play a mage, switch to Wizard, and then switch to Spell Poet at level 40."

"Ah, another poet." Shen Jie curled her lips.

Xiao Yao left the team, rode on his Dusk Dragon, and began to rampage in the Lizardmen barracks. His mount made a "thump thump" sound on the ground, pulling a long train of dozens of monsters. It rushed to Shen Jie and stopped. He got off the dragon, and a group of people taunted: "Use group attack magic, quickly!"

……

With Xiao Yao leading the leveling, Shen Jie leveled up quickly and soon reached level 14. The monsters in the Lizardman Barracks also turned into dark blue names and could no longer provide experience points.

"It's time to change places... Let me take a look." Xiao Yao pressed the M key, opened the parchment scroll-style map, and began to study it.

Shen Jie yawned loudly: "Dog, I'm sleepy, shall we go back?"

"Isn't it fun?" Xiao Yao turned to look at Shen Jie's delicate face and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch it: "Then go back."

"No, it's fun... it's just, I was thinking..."

The two used the scroll to return to town together, and a hexagram-shaped magic circle appeared under the characters' feet.

"I was just thinking, instead of spending time leveling up in the game, why don't we practice our own combat skills in the mirror?" Shen Jie said, "After all, no matter how good the game is, it's just virtual data. Improving your own abilities is real."

Xiao Yao frowned: "Teacher Yao's palace has collapsed."

"Didn't you say that you accidentally walked into a mirror under a bridge that night when you came to see me?" Shen Jie returned to the town of Guluding and sat down to recover her mana: "And she also ran into a faceless flower girl and something..."

"Too dangerous," Xiao Yao controlled his knight to run to the blacksmith shop to repair his equipment. "If you die in the game, you only lose experience. What if you die in the mirror?"

"Hmm..." Shen Jie folded her hands under her chin and stared at the screen in a daze: "But..."

"Besides, who are you going to use to level up?" Xiao Yao said, "The people in that world are not aggressive, and you run in and kill them all. Is this... is this reasonable?"

"That's nothing," Shen Jie said disapprovingly, "They are not human, they are just some shadows. It is their blessing to be able to provide me with experience points."

"Should the shadow die?" Xiao Yao pointed out: "Teacher Yao's shadow was chopped off by Xiong Jipa. Look at what Teacher Yao has become now?"

"..."

"That place, Bo Ge said, is the collective subconscious, the palace of everyone," Xiao Yao continued, "If we mess around in there, we might disturb other people's minds."

Shen Jie pouted and said, "Okay, let's go back."

Xiao Yao and Shen Jie paid the bill, and Xiao Yao walked out of Canhua Internet Cafe holding her hand. It started raining outside again.

"Oh, it's so annoying. It's really inconvenient to go out without a car in this season." Shen Jie stretched out her hand to touch the rain curtain outside the eaves, and was speechless for a long time.

"I know you want to take the risk there," Xiao Yao was silent for a while, then changed the subject: "After school tomorrow, I'll ask Father Yu for you and see what he says."

"I don't want you to ask, I'll go find Brother Bo myself!" Shen Jie said angrily.

"You'd better not come to our school too often," Xiao Yao said seriously, "What if Zhang Zhengkai..."

Shen Jie sighed, looking at the continuous drizzle with melancholy, hugging her waist with both hands: "It's so cold."

"So touching?"

“So freezing!”

Xiao Yao hugged her gently and stroked the girl's back. His hand touched a slightly raised belt: "Me... me too."

"Be smart, give the world back to me and let me go find adventure." Shen Jie suddenly said loudly.

"What the hell?" Xiao Yao was stunned.

"Oh, my love, launch your boat and give me to the storm again." After Shen Jie finished reading this poem, she struggled to break free from Xiao Yao's embrace: "Let's run home!"

"What the hell, it's raining so heavily?" Xiao Yao shook his head.

"Leave me to the storm!" Shen Jie said again, rushing into the rain curtain. Her sandals stepped heavily into a puddle, splashing water dozens of centimeters high.

In a few seconds, her T-shirt and jeans were completely soaked - the wet jeans turned darker in color, sticking tightly to her legs, outlining her graceful curves and reflecting the luster in the night.

For the first time, Xiao Yao realized that Shen Jie seemed to be really... big.

He put his hands to his mouth and used them as a megaphone: "You're drunk, aren't you?"

"Come on, come here quickly!" the girl also shouted using the "loudspeaker".

Xiao Yao looked down at the plastic sandals he was wearing on his bare feet and felt a little sorry for Yu Luying, but at this moment, there was nothing he could do.

"Crazy girl!" Xiao Yao cursed and rushed into the rain curtain.

Shen Jie took the boy's hand and ran towards home.

"Crazy girl!" Xiao Yao saw the girl's big toe and protruding index toe twisting mischievously in her wet stockings.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Xiao Yao is a big idiot!" The girl shouted while pulling the boy's hand and rushing across the empty zebra crossing.

It's late at night, do you still have any sense of public morality, Xiao Yao wondered.

"Big! Idiot!!" he also started shouting.

The two ran into the alley where they lived and stopped under the plastic awning between the canteen and the spittoon and garbage dump. They put their hands on their knees, looked at each other and laughed.

Chapter 91 Bad Boys

2023-01-24

The second day of the final exams was math in the morning and geography and physics in the afternoon.

Xiao Yao loves math but hates studying it.

That is to say, Xiao Yao is very sure that mathematics is a, uh, awesome, sacred, beautiful, unfathomable subject that is of great help to the development of natural sciences and has made important contributions to the development of society as a whole.

There is no doubt that mathematics is the foundation of all natural sciences and the cornerstone of the entire world.

But the problem is that it is not suitable for me. Xiao Yao personally believes that the education system should not force everyone to learn it.

In fact, he is not the only one who thinks so - there is a post-80s writer named Han who Xiao Yao likes very much who once pointed out that for most people who are not engaged in related research, it is enough to learn mathematics until the second year of junior high school.

He pointed out that forcing everyone to learn mathematics at the basic education stage is like taking a bath while wearing a cotton jacket.

Later, society criticized his views as being too radical. This post-80s writer named Han humbly accepted the criticism and retracted his views.

He said: "I said before that it was enough to learn mathematics until the second year of junior high school, but after careful consideration, I decided that this view was immature.

"In fact, it is enough to learn mathematics in elementary school."

Xiao Yao was certain that he would never be able to use the algebra and geometry he learned in high school in his future career. These high-end contents, which were supposed to be learned by science students, were only used for him, a future liberal arts student, to... uh, Shen Tianyun mentioned it, what was that word called?

Involve.

Roll, roll them all for me!

Xiao Yao shook the test paper in front of him viciously, and then passed the remaining test papers to the students behind him.

He filled in the sealing line neatly, St. Francis High School, Class 1, Grade 1, Xiao Yao.

He carved the two words "Xiao Yao" out of habit, polishing them beautifully.

He held the test paper to his nose and smelled the fragrance of paper and ink.

Such good paper is wasted like this.

"Deng deng deng." A burst of electronic music sounded from the campus radio, reminding the candidates that they could start answering questions.

Earlier in the hall, the broadcast in which Teacher Yao informed them to go to the "Principal's Office" was also accompanied by this music.

Where is Teacher Yao now? Is he kneeling in front of the cross at home and praying?

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, emptied his mind, and let his pen make the rustling sound on the paper.

He squinted his eyes, trying to empty his mind and let his soul wander outside his body.

He seemed to see... the sea.

Looking at the sea from afar, the tranquil sea is azure blue, like a sapphire, boundless. Looking at the sea from close up, the sea is not the deep blue as before, but a gray-brown with a little white, it is really hard to tell what color it is.

Xiao Yao was walking on the beach, which was white and looked like a saline-alkali land.

The whole world is made up of these two colors of blue and white, and there is a girl not too far ahead.

The girl had waist-length hair and was wearing a snow-white dress. She was barefoot and walking on the white sand, leaving footprints one by one.

Xiao Yao followed her in a daze, watching the girl's feet lift forward, revealing the arch of her foot stained with white sand, then leave the ground, draw a graceful curve in the low air, and fall back into the white sand.

Then another one.

alternately.

Xiao Yao just kept following her, walking and walking, but the distance between them never got closer, nor did it get farther.

Xiao Yao even felt that there was a circle of pale white halo surrounding the girl, and her body seemed to become transparent.

transparent……

……

ZZZzzz…

"Ding ding ding." The pleasant electronic bell sound was heard again from the campus radio.

"Okay, the exam time is up!" The invigilator, Mr. Yuan, picked up the triangle ruler on the podium and knocked on the table: "Don't write anymore! Put your pens down now, and the students in the last row start passing the papers to the front!"

What's going on? Can you fall asleep during the final exam? Xiao Yao was shocked.

Then he saw that the math test paper in his hand was filled up densely, even the last big question was filled up.

Awesome, Xiao Yao thought excitedly. Yu Luying is indeed a top student, she can even solve the last question in the math test.

He took the test paper passed to him by the student behind him and passed the test paper in his hand up.

When he was leaving the classroom, Teacher Yuan called him, "Xiao Yao."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yao stopped and turned back: "Ah, Teacher Yuan, I just have something to ask--"

"The literature club is going to Zhouzhuang for a field trip on July 1st. Will you join us? When I sent a message yesterday, I couldn't find your number." Teacher Yuan said kindly.

"Oh, okay, okay, no problem." Realizing that he was not being excluded, Xiao Yao immediately responded happily.

"Okay then," Teacher Yuan held up the test papers he had collected and tapped them on the podium. "Gather at the school gate at 7: a.m. The bus won't wait for anyone."

"Can I bring my family members?" Xiao Yao realized his slip of the tongue: "Can I bring my friends? From other schools?"

"No problem, romantic talent." Teacher Yuan smiled and said tactically, "But the lunch for the event is only calculated for students who have signed up in the club, so you have to take care of it yourself."

"I understand." Xiao Yao nodded.

"You have to write an essay when you come back. Our school newspaper, 'Chu Ya', is going to do a special issue." Teacher Yuan suddenly remembered something and reminded.

"No problem." Xiao Yao nodded.

"There is another good news," Teacher Yuan put the test paper under his armpits and stood up, "The 100 Schools of Literature website has taken a fancy to your poem "To the Lonely People" published in "First Bud" and is going to submit it for an award."

"Ah this..." Xiao Yao was a little stunned: "Thank you, Teacher Yuan."

"Write well, talented and elegant man. I have high hopes for you." Teacher Yuan patted Xiao Yao's shoulder heavily and walked out of the examination room.

This incident made Xiao Yao's good mood last for about noon.