Jiang Xiaoli didn't let go, she took Li Hongying's hand and went with her to the cafeteria for breakfast. Li Hongying ordered a bowl of hot dry noodles with soy milk, and added three tablespoons of chili peppers to the hot dry noodles. Jiang Xiaoli followed her and ordered the same thing as she did, but hesitatingly added only one spoonful of chili peppers.
… and then sweating from the heat.
Why do I often have tears in my eyes? Because this chili is so hot. At this time, the beauty of iced soy milk is reflected! Jiang Xiaoli's lips were red from eating, and the tip of his nose was covered with fine sweat. Jiang Xiaoli thought, she didn't eat hot and dry noodles very much before, but she didn't expect such hot and dry noodles to have a special taste. Just thinking that maybe I can only live for six days, and I won't have a chance to return to reality for breakfast, and my mood is depressed again.
"Here." Li Hongying handed over a pack of handkerchiefs.
"Thank you." Jiang Xiaoli took one, wiped it clean, and put the bowl and chopsticks in the plate recycling place, then walked to the classroom with Li Hongying, carrying her schoolbag. She deliberately walked slowly behind Li Hongying, staring at Li Hongying's slightly swaying ponytail in a daze—even with the word red on her head, Li Hongying didn't look wrong. A little withdrawn and introverted, but it's not her own fault. Jiang Xiaoli thought, Li Hongying could say those things to her because she didn't want to hurt herself, right
... What kind of setting is this world like? I don't understand more and more. Except for Li Hongying, Jiang Xiaoli didn't see anyone with writing on their heads.
well. In the last six days, she lived in a daze. How could she be drawn inexplicably to escape the dungeon? It was as if she didn't even know how she died. Jiang Xiaoli hadn't seen any fleeing games, she didn't even have a reference... Wait, there are mobile phones and the Internet in this place too! However, before Jiang Xiaoli could take action, he was shocked by today's schedule. —She didn't react yesterday.
Chinese Chinese Physical Chemistry... Mathematics Mathematics English Biology...
The standard for two consecutive classes is to hand out one paper and do it on the spot. The early self-study is also Chinese, and the endorsement is read and written online. Jiang Xiaoli sat on the seat, her hand holding the book was trembling. What must be memorized in the college entrance examination is a small pornographic book, which contains all kinds of classical Chinese poems. Jiang Xiaoli took a look at it and found that most of them were impressive, so he relaxed a little. After all, she is a real liberal arts student~
… Wait.
This class is a science class
Jiang Xiaoli suddenly looked up at the schedule, physicalizing... no political history. It's cold.
If you want to kill her in this escape game, just hit her with a knife! Is it interesting to mess with her like this! After all these years, Jiang Xiaoli still knows how to physicalize a fart! But isn’t liberal arts and science no longer divided into disciplines? The world hasn’t changed, has it
One or two classes were spent in the Chinese exam, and then there was a 30-minute break. Jiang Xiaoli rubbed her deformed fingertips, expressing that she no longer wanted to write a composition for the third year of high school. What sentence patterns are necessary for the composition, what allusions, what quotes, she has long forgotten, "the resilience of civilization"? She could only bite the bullet and make it up, and she didn't know if she could get fifty points.
Physics and chemistry Jiang Xiaoli is like listening to the heavenly scriptures. She passed the physics and chemistry exam in junior high school back then, and biology was not even required to take the exam. Relying on the knowledge of junior high school many years ago to understand the physics of the third year of high school... Jiang Xiaoli wanted to die.
Of course, she fell asleep.
More naturally, she was fined to stand again.
She came to the familiar blackboard at the back again, she didn't dare to lean on it, she stood up straight, stared at Li Hongying's white and tender neck in a daze.
Li Hongying sat upright, and from time to time took notes with the teacher's wrong questions. Jiang Xiaoli discovered that Li Hongying actually had a special set of wrong questions and a notebook, which were far away, so she could only see densely packed words and red, black and blue.
Jiang Xiaoli thought, Li Hongying's grades should be good, why is she sitting in the last row
In the afternoon, Li Hongying was made to stand while sleeping in English class.
Walking around
No one is perfect, and partiality is normal.
After all, the first place in the class will soon be contracted by Jiang Xiaoli. Of course, it is the last one.
Following Li Hongying back to the dormitory, Jiang Xiaoli watched Li Hongying packed her schoolbag and took out her clothes to go to the bathroom to take a shower. She hesitated for a while but stopped: "Well, Li Hongying..."
Li Hongying, who was holding the clothes, turned and looked at her.
"Can you... that, can you..." Jiang Xiaoli was a little embarrassed, after all, she thought Li Hongying was just a senior in high school, and she had graduated from college for a long time, "Teach me mathematics, physics and chemistry..."
"I can teach you English too!" After all, she also passed the fourth and sixth grades!
"Okay." Li Hongying nodded, then went to the toilet with her clothes in her arms.
Unexpectedly decisive, but also as cold as ever.
Jiang Xiaoli scratched her head, glanced at the papers on the table, and sat down resignedly. Let's do our homework first, and when Li Hongying finishes washing, she will also take a shower.
While writing an analytic geometry problem, Jiang Xiaoli suddenly thought that Li Hongying's angle just now looked... a bit nice. What would Li Hongying look like if she didn't wear her pair of black-rimmed glasses? Is it a counterattack
Jiang Xiaoli bit the pen cap, shook her head and continued writing the paper. It’s just that I can’t help but feel sad: I don’t know when she will die, but she is still doing her homework here, she really loves learning more than life...
Regarding the dungeon, Jiang Xiaoli still had no clue. She had to study step by step every day, brush up questions, memorize, and go back to the dormitory to receive tutoring from Li Hongying. Li Hongying was really serious, and Jiang Xiaoli could understand some knowledge points that she didn't understand before just flipping through her wrong question collection and notebook. When it comes to handwriting, they all say that their handwriting is like that of the person. Li Hongying's handwriting is neatly written stroke by stroke, which looks pleasing to the eye. It's just that Jiang Xiaoli always felt that the sharpness was hidden in the handwriting, until she happened to see Li Hongying's draft book, and the three-character cursive script of "Li Hongying" written in one stroke was completely different from her usual lower case.
the other side
By this time, it was already the fourth day. On the fifth day, the surprise test began, and the test took two days, and then the seat was changed based on the score and the performance on weekdays. Jiang Xiaoli also had no time to explore Li Hongying's true face, until Li Hongying suddenly went to the bathroom in a hurry during the math test, and did not come back after 20 minutes.
Jiang Xiaoli bit the pen cap and looked at the test paper, feeling that something was wrong with Li Hongying, she had something on her mind but couldn't figure it out, so she raised her hand and went to the toilet, and then found Li Hongying in the toilet cubicle.
"... Auntie?"
"Um."
Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help laughing outside the door, she handed in the paper she brought in from the bottom, "Wait for me a while." After telling her, she went directly to the school convenience store to buy a towel for her aunt, and went to the toilet to give it to Li Hongying. . It took another ten minutes to finish all this, and there was not much time left when Jiang Xiaoli continued the exam. Fortunately, she wrote all the big questions and the first question, and she couldn't do it for a while, so there is no pity.
Apart from Chinese and English, mathematics can be regarded as a normal performance. Although there is no test in science and comprehensive science, one point can be counted as one point. Jiang Xiaoli made a rough calculation and felt that he was stable at the bottom. Relying on two doors to pull the remaining four doors? Even if you get full marks in the Chinese and English exams, you won't be able to pull it off! Besides, she is not material to get full marks in the exam.
"Thank you." After the exam, the students either got together to answer the questions, or had already left the classroom. Li Hongying finished packing her things and walked up to Jiang Xiaoli, thanking her in a low voice.
"It's okay." Jiang Xiaoli smiled, not taking this to heart. As she quickly packed her things, she asked, "Is the last math question C? Multiple choice."
"I chose A."
Jiang Xiaoli's face instantly collapsed, and he didn't guess right again. Didn't you say that you won't choose C all the time, and you won't get it once.
— "Jiang Xiaoli, do you have a good relationship with Li Hongying?"
It was a girl at the next table who interrupted, maybe she was just asking out of curiosity, or maybe she had other ideas, so she continued to ask: "Are you guys dating?"
"Why?" Jiang Xiaoli raised her eyebrows slightly, and Li Hongying pursed her lips. Jiang Xiaoli didn't know if she was unhappy, but it would probably be embarrassing if she didn't make it clear. She smiled generously: "If this kind of relationship is dating, then I've probably had countless girlfriends since kindergarten."
... If Jiang Xiaoli was given another chance, she would never say such a "humorous" thing.
Because those people didn't understand what Jiang Xiaoli wanted to express at all.
In class the next day, when someone muttered: "Jiang Xiaoli has had girlfriends since kindergarten, and now has countless girlfriends", she collapsed.
Jiang·Maternal single·Little Li suffers in her heart, and she cannot express her suffering.
"None of the NPCs in this dungeon have intelligence templates loaded?!"
The other is that the gossip about her relationship with Li Hongying was "stone hammered".
It's the last day of the protection period, why can't she let her go on the road happily
Jiang Xiaoli wished she could go back to yesterday and slap herself twice: I want you to be humorous! Tell you to talk nonsense! Just deny it!
…although denials may still come out of other versions.
As a dying person, she had nothing to care about, she just felt sorry for Li Hongying. The other little girls study honestly, don't cause trouble and don't talk, try to reduce the sense of presence in the class, but in the end they are still picked up and turned into after-school chatter.
…
Li Hongying has also been thinking about what to do recently.
The seven days are coming to an end, should she directly open the supernatural field, or gradually let the classmates "accidentally" expose that they are all ghosts, let Jiang Xiaoli fall into infinite terror and let her find out that she is the only living person in this dungeon? Or, keep acting. Li Hongying pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose. To be honest, she didn't like wearing glasses very much, and she hadn't worn them for a long time after her death. If it weren't for the seven-day protection period of the toy sent this time, and she wanted to play a small game, she wouldn't deliberately pretend to be such a look that she herself hates.
——Li Hongying hated, and hated herself very much when she died.