After modification, enter the love game

Just assume that it was the group owner who left, there was just a display bug in the chat box.

——Thus, the words on the notebook increased line by line, and the "ding dong" message alert sound was replaced by the "rustling" sound of the pen.

They seemed to be really chatting in a group. There were rarely fixed topics, and not only the choice of words and sentences, but even the emoticons were very casual.

Especially Lu Ling'er, her handwriting is ugly and her drawings are even uglier. She wanted to draw a smiling dog head, but the smile was not visible, and it looked like the dog was dying with its eyes open.

Lu Long'er's comment was very direct: "So ugly."

Jiang Mu was more tactful: "Did it confess?"

Then the expression of unwillingness to close one's eyes shifted to Lu Ling'er's face.

They chatted about the shape of the white clouds in the sky, and when the leaves outside the window would fall. Of course, they were not all so poetic. For example, Lü Linger wrote: "Do you know why our teacher Qin doesn't say his name? Because his name is the "Shu" in "professor". His full name is Qin Shou. He gets angry when anyone calls him by his full name..."

Jiang Mu was so shocked that he could only use six dots as a reply.

In addition, there are bound to be quarrels between sisters. Lu Long'er @ Jiang Mu said that if she brings lunch in the future, she must never ask her sister to help her bring it. This girl has basically zero self-control, and she will consume anything that goes into her mouth.

For example, last time my mother brought back two bags of biscuits and asked Lv Linger to take them to my sister. It was only a few steps from the dining table to the bedroom door, but half of the biscuits were gone...

Lu Ling'er argued that her mother asked her to bring some biscuits to her, but she didn't say she would bring them all back to her. In the past, transporting food involved fire consumption, so isn't it reasonable for me to charge some toll?

Jiang Mu felt that his sister's words made sense and that she had a bright future.

Judging from the way he deceived his superiors and subordinates and embezzled money, he is obviously a potential corrupt official.

According to his experience, the sentence could be at least ten years.

Unexpectedly, the one who was most enthusiastic about "chatting" was Lu Long'er, who spoke the least.

She seemed to particularly like this way of conversation. Her eyebrows were as beautiful as a painting and her writing was as fast as flying. When one page was full, she would actively turn to the next page.

Her expression was both focused and moving. When the teacher passed by, she casually praised her for taking notes very seriously. She asked if she was interested in showing her notes to the whole class and sharing her learning experience.

Jiang Mu and Lu Ling'er beside them were sweating profusely...

In addition to her beautiful handwriting, this slug girl even has very good painting skills. She can sketch out a cute cat head and a Shiba Inu smiling face with just a few strokes.

...It's not that her painting skills are unprecedented, it's just generally excellent.

The main reason was that Jiang Mu had just seen the dog head with its eyes open drawn by her sister.

There is no harm without comparison. Without those monsters in the gaming industry later, Tifa would not have become Jerusalem.

——Lv Long'er really likes this way of chatting.

They were clearly so close, close enough that they could hear each other's breath and touch each other's elbows with the slightest movement, yet it seemed as if they were so far away, as if there were two screens between them.

They seemed so far away, so far that they could only express their emotions with words and emoticons, and yet so close, so close that they could see each other's eyes and smiles just by turning their heads slightly, as if they could smell the breath beside them.

Illusion and reality, extremely far and extremely close.

These things, intertwined together, are like the green and red of the sycamore leaves outside the window, and the summer and autumn of the sky and the earth.

Just like themselves, who are mature and immature, blooming and green, and in the prime of youth...

That’s great, Jiang Mu thought.

He looked at the sisters who were bickering silently again, smiled, and turned to look out the window.

It was dusk, the sun was setting, and red clouds were like waves.

That's good, he thought.

Reply to Lu Longer first, of course this is the correct answer.

Because Lu Long'er and Lu Ling'er are different. The younger sister will feel uncomfortable for several days, but it is insignificant to the older sister.

But sometimes, Jiang Mu doesn’t like the “correct” answer.

Just because “she doesn’t care”, does that mean you “don’t care” too?

To put it bluntly - isn't this bullying honest people?

Of course, it’s just passing a note, there’s no need to take it so seriously.

But Jiang Mu is just that kind of person...If possible, if he can do it, he still hopes the way will be more "perfect".

Besides, it's really fun to create a chat group, isn't it?

When Jiang Mu was daydreaming, he was suddenly called.

"That classmate... yes, the boy who is writing the note."

The history teacher was quite old but quite perceptive. "Please stand up. Yes, stand on the podium."

Jiang Mu: "..."

no……

The two of them spent half the class writing, and I was just a little bit absent-minded.

How come you happened to see me?

Is it because I am the group owner?

The history teacher didn't care about Jiang Mu's wonderful inner thoughts.

He faced Jiang Mu and said with a warm smile: "Just tell me what you want to convey on the note."

He is an experienced teacher. This is his way of teaching. He never uses corporal punishment, but it leaves a deep impression on students.

Especially a certain student who read out a few sentences that sounded like something from a comic strip in public, something like "A million magnetic fields are turning, I'm going to blow you to pieces!" He finished reading it haltingly and was so ashamed that he wanted to evaporate on the spot, and never wrote a note again since then.

Jiang Mu had a strange expression: "...Now?"

"Yes, now."

"Can you not say it?"

"Then you may have to stand outside."

"..."

"So, just tell me directly, and you can go back to your seat after you finish." The history teacher said with a smile, "Quick, speak louder, boys need to be more decisive."

"...Okay, since that's your request."

Jiang Mu said affectionately: "After school, if you have time, bring me a hand-pulled pancake. Remember to add two sausages and don't put any pickles in it."

History teacher: “…”

"I really wrote it like that." Jiang Mu looked innocent.

"…I don't doubt you. You are very honest."

"But teacher, you look like someone who rushed to the toilet with diarrhea and sprained his ankle on the way."

History teacher: “…”

He suddenly felt that it was necessary to physically punish students occasionally.

"I just want to say that you are still growing and it's not good to be picky about food."

"Got it, teacher. Can I go back to my seat?"

"...go."

NO.11 A corrupt official with a good figure

Jiang Mu was holding two newly filled water bottles, while Ji Suyi was gently flipping through a storybook titled "Naughty Boy Ma Xiaotiao".

Before he came, he wanted Lu Ling'er to bring him a scallion pancake. The foodie girl patted her chest and said, "Leave it to me. I will definitely bring the pancake to you intact!"

After saying that, he took off at a whirlwind speed, his ferocious steps like a small white shark hunting its prey.

Ten minutes later, she came back again, looking very proud: "Here, here you go, I didn't cheat on you, you know how hard it was for me to endure it."

"Thank you, the cake is indeed fine."

Jiang Mu looked at it for two seconds, "...but where are my intestines?"

"Hey, intestines can't be eaten? You didn't tell me."

"..."

The way Jiang Mu looked at Lu Ling'er was like an emperor looking at a corrupt official who was setting his warehouse on fire.

Hmm... I didn't notice it before, but this corrupt official has developed really well.

...Forget it, the girl volunteered to bring meals and worked hard without complaint, so the two sausages are her reward.

At least there was a piece of lettuce left for me in the pancake.

After taking a few big bites of the pancake, Jiang Mu came to the hospital.

Her Royal Highness the Princess is in good spirits. It is said that one of her former psychiatrists just stopped by to visit her and called it a medical miracle.

"The leaves outside the window are starting to turn red." said Ji Suyi.

"Now is not the right time. When you are famous, I will take you somewhere."

"Okay, where is it?"

"There is a park with a tram track in it. There are many maple and ginkgo trees beside the track. The four seasons are four different colors. In spring, it is emerald green, like translucent jade; in summer, it turns into a deep green, so rich that it seems to be dripping; in winter, there are only dead branches, densely surrounding the track, like a postmodern artwork or something."

“You didn’t seem to mention autumn.”

"Because autumn is the most worth seeing, the entire track will turn red, maple and ginkgo trees will drop a lot of leaves, piled up layer by layer, the entire track will be covered with red or yellow leaves, so dense that the sleepers can hardly be seen clearly...

The most important thing is that I am here with you. I am such a handsome guy, and if I am included in the postcard photo, it will definitely add some points to the environment, right?"

Ji Suyi smiled quietly: "That's right."

Then he said, "I still need to ask my father's opinion in advance."

"No need." Jiang Mu smiled confidently, "My new eldest brother and godfather will agree."

"……Who is that?"

"Your father."

Ji Suyi: “?”

Shocked Her Royal Highness the Princess for a whole year.

Jiang Muchen said, "You are shocked now."

What if I told you that your father was going to arrange a marriage for you to me according to ancient customs just to trick me into eating his leftovers, wouldn't you be so scared that you would fall off the bed?

The time spent with the little princess always passed quickly. They were silent and let time flow in the smoke from the cups.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when I walked out of the hospital.

Jiang Mu looked up at the sky. Midsummer had passed, and the scorching sun no longer had the energy to burn until seven or eight o'clock. It was as lazy as a college student going to school at eight in the morning.

Let’s go home...Oh, I have to go to the stationery store and buy a few more thick notebooks.

Otherwise the chat group will explode.

Jiang Mu suddenly thought, maybe many years later when they have grown up, both girls have become graceful young ladies, the younger sister may not be so socially anxious anymore and dare to speak loudly to strangers; the older sister may not have such a big appetite anymore and can only eat three big bowls of ramen for each meal.

...Oh, this possibility is not high.

But at that time, what would they think of these notebooks?

Will he show a nostalgic expression, or will he wail and want to destroy all traces of this childish dark history?

What about me? How will I see it in the future? What will I do in the future?

Would I have a girlfriend by then? Would I show this to her?

What a wonderful world this is. Even someone like me can begin to look forward to such a luxurious experience as "recalling childhood".

Thinking about these things always makes people happy. Jiang Mu couldn't help laughing, a wanton, young man's laugh, awkward and proud.

Pushing open the door, the Shennong clan's land was still the same as before. The house was full of silence, the fallen leaves in the courtyard had not been swept, and there were gods and ghosts everywhere. There was only one person in such a huge clan land.

Jiang Quhan is on a business trip again and it will probably take a week for him to come back.

As far as Jiang Mu could remember, Jiang Quhan was always on business trips, flying here today and there tomorrow, and occasionally going abroad to celebrate.

In fact, Jiang Quhan doesn't need to be so busy. Shennong has a solid foundation. The "solid" here does not only refer to assets, but also connections, thoughts and culture, and "face" in certain special fields... Jiang Mu has been taught to take over these since he was a child, so he knows them quite well.