After modification, enter the love game

Li Hua didn't say anything.

He is the kind of boy who matures precociously, so when he looks at all the people of his age around him, he feels like an adult looking down on children.

But at this moment, he suddenly met a boy who seemed more mature and more powerful than him - he was even one year younger than him.

"Besides." Jiang Mu chuckled, "Don't you think being an unknown hero is a very cool thing?"

"That makes sense." Li Hua nodded, "It's indeed handsome."

"Very good, very good." Jiang Mu raised his bowl, "Cheers."

"cheers?"

Li Hua lowered his head and looked at the eight-treasure porridge in the bowl. "...Use this?"

"Yes, cheers." Jiang Mu smiled. "When a man meets someone who shares the same ideals as him, of course he will toast. Even if the bowl contains eight-treasure porridge, he must drink it to get the blood flowing like a 90-proof liquor."

"No, I mean, it's not called a toast."

Li Hua also laughed.

"This is called a dry bowl... Don't think you're the only one who can joke."

The two large bowls were banged together, creating ripples in the deep red porridge, which was drunk like blood.

Outside the window, the night is deep and the noise is overwhelming.

The screen goes off.

NO.13 My deskmate's 6.7th parallel【K】

between classes.

"Ling'er, Long'er, listen carefully. Our relationship right now is very unhealthy. Very, very unhealthy."

Jiang Mu crossed his arms and looked serious.

"We are middle school students, and middle school students shouldn't behave like us... We can't go on like this."

The two girls were struck by lightning.

"Is it really, really irreversible?"

Lu Ling'er collapsed on the chair, grief-stricken, "Is there not even the slightest possibility between us?"

Lu Long'er said weakly: "Yes, it must be okay."

Jiang Mu had a cold expression and a heart as hard as iron.

He shook his head firmly: "Absolutely not, we must control ourselves."

The slug girl covered her face and shed tears silently, seemingly unwilling to accept this reality.

On the other side, the sister's voice was already tearful.

"No, I don't believe it!"

Lu Linger shouted, "It's possible... It must be possible! There must be a chance to save it!"

She looked at Jiang Mu with an expression of being betrayed by the whole world: "We trusted you so much...we trusted you so much! We put all our efforts into you, but now you want to reject us?"

Jiang Mu turned his head silently, seemingly unable to answer such a tearful question.

"Jiang Mu, it should be possible. My sister and I can agree to anything." Lu Long'er also begged, "If I leave you, I will be heartbroken to death."

"Yeah." Lu Ling'er nodded with tears in her eyes.

"...I don't want this to happen either. I really don't want this to happen. I can't leave you either."

Jiang Mu took a long breath and sighed, his heart filled with grief, indignation and helplessness, like a tough guy shedding tears.

"but."

"The issue is."

"We've already filled up half a notebook!"

“I really can’t write anymore!”

He pulled out a notebook from underneath and opened it casually, revealing dense handwriting all over it.

It’s the chat group.

"Sisters, we have only been in school for nine days. Nine days, minus Saturday and Sunday, which means it's only been a week."

Jiang Mu carefully calculated the bill for the two girls.

"This notebook has about 20 to 30 characters per line, and 30 lines per page. A page has 60 lines on both sides, which is 1,200 characters."

"There are eighty pages in the notebook. Half of that is forty. Forty times twelve thousand equals... forty-eight thousand."

As Jiang Mu spoke, he made the gestures of "four" and "eight" with his left and right hands respectively.

"Seven days, 48,000 words, an average of nearly 7,000 words per day..."

"Do you have any idea what this means? The author of this book can't type so many words on the keyboard every day!"

"If you two sisters had attended any class at all, you wouldn't have missed any class at all!"

Jiang Mu was also helpless.

At first, he quite liked this [chat group].

Passing notes secretly during class is such a youthful and romantic thing.

Even decades later, his teeth had fallen out, his hair had turned completely white, and his skin had become wrinkled like dry bark.

He still remembers that when he was fourteen, he created a chat group. In the group, there were him and two beautiful young girls. They expressed their feelings to each other on paper. Outside the window was the setting sun, and even the most boring class could sparkle with colorful light...

But the problem now is that classes are indeed not boring anymore.

Because the three of them basically don't attend classes anymore.

Jiang Mu himself didn't care. Even if he didn't attend any classes, he would still rank high in the school in the exams.

Don’t ask, the answer is Feng Ling Yue Ying.

But he can't delay the girl's studies!

After one semester, when the final exam results were announced, Jiang Mu was ranked first in the whole school. Not only did the grades of the two girls on his left and right dropped drastically, but there was also a beast sitting behind him who got a zero after writing a full English test.

If someone didn't know this, they would think Jiang Mu was practicing some "castration first" technique to absorb points.

There are only two girls in his family, and now they are all in trouble. When the parents came to the school to ask, they said, "Oh, it's all your fault?"

You are so good at sucking, are you the legendary succubus in the academic world?

…to avoid this extremely tragic and grassy situation.

That morning, Jiang Mu reflected on his mistakes and wrote a sentence in his notebook.

[The group owner has muted everyone. ]

So this scene happened.

Under Jiang Mu's well-reasoned explanation.

As a sister, Lu Ling'er chose to shoulder the responsibility bravely.

"They were all written by Long'er!"

She pointed to the side, "She types so fast!"

And immediately threw the responsibility to his sister.

Lu Longer: “…”

The slug girl was so anxious that she even forgot about her social phobia.

Her face turned red, like an angry puffer fish.

"You're talking nonsense! You obviously write a lot! And what does this have to do with typing?"

Lu Ling'er argued: "Anyway, you write more than me!"

"no!"

"Have!"

"No!"

"There is!"

Seeing that the content of the quarrel was tending to decrease from fourteen years old to four years old, Jiang Mu interrupted it quickly.

“It’s not a question of who writes more.”

He sighed, "If you continue like this, I might be visited by your parents to discuss life problems."

"Why are my parents looking for you?" Lu Ling'er was puzzled. "You want to propose to me?"

Jiang Mu: "...Of course not."

A slug echoed: "Definitely not!"

"Then do you want to propose to Long'er?" Lu Ling'er asked again.

Jiang Mu: "...Of course not."

The slug didn't dare to answer this time.

Jiang Mu glanced at a girl whose brain was occupied by pork elbows and tea eggs, his eyes helpless.

"If you continue like this, it will really affect your grades...

Apart from anything else, have you ever listened carefully to a class in the past two days?"

"Yes." Slug Girl raised her hand.

"Yeah, no... huh?"

Jiang Mu turned his head.

"I did attend the class." Lu Long'er said weakly.

Jiang Muchen said it was impossible, absolutely impossible.

You are the one who talks the most in the group, what kind of class are you taking?

It seemed as if he understood Jiang Mu's expression.

Lu Long'er said seriously: "I am really listening. If you don't believe me, you can test me."

Jiang Mu was also unambiguous and thought for two seconds:

"What does Nirvana mean?"

Lu Long'er lowered her brows and thought for a moment.

"Nie means black mud, and Yu means change, so the meaning of this word is that even black mud cannot change it. It is used to refer to a person's noble character and broad mind."

"Make a sentence."

"Well... Jiang Mu, you are truly a person who will never change."

"wrong!"

——This sentence was said by Li Hua who was passing by.

Lu Long'er was startled and subconsciously shrank her shoulders like a frightened deer.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Yes." Jiang Mu glanced at Li Hua, "What's wrong?"

"Of course it's wrong."

Li Hua said confidently, "Sister, you should speak with conscience. Is this word suitable to describe this guy? You are not making up sentences, you are spreading rumors."

Jiang Mu sneered: "Oh... You, a pervert, are qualified to judge me? Have you examined your conscience?"

Li Hua also sneered: "Ha, you are so rude and uncouth. Don't say you will never change if you don't change."

"That's more reliable than a lazy, drunkard like you."