When Yi Jiamu walked into the dormitory with a backpack, the new roommate was packing his things. Hearing the sound, he looked up and greeted enthusiastically: "Hello, my name is Sang Bei, please take care of me in the future!"
Chongxing's dormitory is a double room. Sang Bei is an Omega like him, and he has no abilities awakened. He is a freshman classmate of the theory school.
Yi Jiamu also briefly introduced himself, and unhurriedly took off the diamond-shaped necklace on his neck.
It is long past the era of interstellar luggage. Such a small spar on the necklace is actually a storage space with a huge capacity, and several boxes were taken out in a short while.
Sang Bei looked a little envious from the side: "Your chain has a lot of space and looks good, where did you buy it?"
Yi Jiamu carefully stacked his clothes, heard the sound, and didn't lift his head: "I don't know, it was given by my brother."
He has an older brother, but unfortunately because he is too busy, he doesn't remember how long he hasn't seen him, but he misses him very much.
Yi Jiamu looked very relaxed when he was packing his things. He carefully stacked one piece of clothes in a square place, and then slowly started the next one.
His skin was white and clean, the luster of the stars fell through the window lattice, and it was plated with a faint light change, and with the silver-white broken hair, the whole person was exquisitely like a carefully carved porcelain doll General, lazy and unique.
It was the first time for Sangbei to see an Omega, and he was a little dazed. After standing there for a while, he remembered: "I'll help you clean up!"
Yi Jiamu subconsciously wanted to say "No need", but before he could say anything, the figure next to him was already busy with incomparable efficiency.
His almond eyes slowly blinked, and the first evaluation of this roommate came into his heart: he was extremely enthusiastic.
Sang Bei helped him clean up, and asked casually, "Are you also a Chongxing who took the initiative to apply for the exam?"
Yi Jiamu: "Well, the family asked me to come, and I will come."
"That's it." Sang Bei nodded, "With the current status of the United Nations, being able to engage in power-related industries is indeed much more popular than other fields. However, Chongxing's theory college is not easy to test, and millions of people squeeze one. The number of places, you actually said that the test will be admitted, amazing!"
Yi Jiamu was also polite according to his logic: "Then you are also amazing."
"I'm not that good. I've been preparing for this year's admissions exam a few years in advance." Sang Bei said, and his tone couldn't help but feel a little sad, "I have admired Yiyuan Master since I was a child, and I dreamed of becoming a member of the Yiyuan Master Association. A member of . But there is no life of awakening power, so I can only settle for the next best thing and come to this theory academy to have fun."
As he spoke, his tone became instantly pleasant again: "Fortunately, the hard work pays off, and I'm still admitted to the exam! If there is no ability, there will be no ability, and it is very good to be able to work in the field of ability after graduation. Satisfied!"
Hearing this, Yi Jiamu said "um" in cooperation, and at the same time secretly added a new evaluation in his heart: he is an extremely enthusiastic talker.
The two cleaned up together, and the efficiency was much faster, and in a blink of an eye, all the things Yi Jiamu brought were cleaned up.
These things were stuffed by his grandfather before going out. At that time, Yi Jiamu shoved them into the storage space without looking at them. When he packed them up, he found that the daily utensils were almost everything, and the completeness was amazing.
Sang Bei was about to retire when he turned around and saw Yi Jiamu crouched down again and opened his backpack.
In fact, he noticed it from the time he entered the door. Even though there was such a high-end storage space, he still carried one more, and he didn't know what precious things were hidden inside.
There was a hint of curiosity in Sang Bei's line of sight.
Then, Yi Jiamu took out a pot of things from it.
Sang Bei couldn't help but choked after seeing it clearly: "This is... a cactus?"
Yi Jiamu carefully placed the basin on the window, turned back and smiled slightly: "Well, it's called Thorn."
He just stared at him with piercing eyes, and there seemed to be a vague expectation in his light brown apricot eyes.
Sang Bei was seen to be a little unable to stand, hesitated for a moment, and waved at the green little thing with a smile: "Hey, please give me more advice in the future, Thorn."
On the first day of Chongxingyi College, the main event was reporting and check-in, and the new students were officially assembled on the second day.
Yi Jiamu and Sang Bei were classmates. After receiving the notice, they went to the designated classroom to participate in the first class meeting.
The class meeting of freshmen actually has no substantive content. Basically, let the classmates get to know each other, and then symbolically select a few class committees, and it is over.
Yi Jiamu had no interest in the whole process, so he held his head there in a daze, and finally got to the end, and then stood up drowsily: "I'll go to OG."
OG is a milk tea shop on the west campus. Sang Bei took him to drink it when he went out to eat yesterday, and he was directly addicted.
Sang Bei was a little too lazy to move around, but when he heard the words, he was not polite: "I've gone all the way, please bring me a cup too! Milky Oolong, I love you!"
Yi Jiamu has always had a very casual attitude in dealing with things. Of course, there is no reason to refuse such a convenient thing. He walked slowly to OG to finish packing, and then started to walk back slowly.
He is actually a bit lazy at ordinary times, and sometimes he needs to force himself to move appropriately by arranging some goals like this.
It is said that if you do not move for too long, you will gain weight.
He kept thinking about it for a while, his pace on the road always kept the same frequency, just at this moment the communicator rang, and when he looked down and saw "Wu Qingji" on the note, he remembered that the other party seemed to be busy. Come find him when you're done.
Yi Jiamu was about to check the news, but he didn't notice that a person suddenly appeared in front of him, and collided directly.
The files were scattered all over the place.
Yi Jiamu firmly held the two cups of milk tea in his hand and opened his mouth: "Ah, I'm sorry."
The role of force is mutual, although it is not sure who hit who, but apologizing in advance can often avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.
He is afraid of trouble.
The other party seemed to have a good temper, and even said a few words of "it's okay" to his apology, but looking at the documents in this place, he looked a little distressed, and looked at Yi Jiamu and asked, "Well, elementary school brother, these documents are too much. Too many, can I trouble you to help send it to Building G?"
Yi Jiamu is very casual: "Okay."
Not far away, there were two people standing in the corridor on the third floor of the teaching building, seeing such a scene in their eyes.
Xu Yi glanced at Gu Yesheng next to him, and smiled with the corners of his mouth raised: "Oh, isn't this the little brother you had with Lianxiang Xiyu yesterday?"
Gu Yesheng's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was a little sarcastic: "Why are you here, two or three sentences can't be separated from peach blossoms?"
As he said that, his eyes fell silently on the slender figure.
His eyesight is quite good, and even if he is far away, he can still clearly see that delicate profile, which is somewhat sleepy. He looks like he is following behind with a large stack of documents, which is indescribably well-behaved.
Probably because of the interest that was successfully aroused yesterday, he obviously hated such good students the most on weekdays, but at this time he couldn't help but take a second glance.
Xu Yi whistled lightly: "I wanted to remind you, but since it's not your peach blossom, then forget it."
Hearing this tone was clearly trying to whet his appetite.
Gu Yesheng has always been too lazy to answer this picture, but at this time, he vaguely felt that there was something in the words, and leaned against the railing to look lazily, and the corners of his mouth evoked a morbid arc: "If you want to develop your spirituality If you have the ability to heal your wounds, I can give you the bottom line with reluctance."
"No need, I don't want to try it. You should keep your abilities for yourself." Xu Yi felt very sorry for his bad behavior of threatening his friends without saying a word, and pointed to the back who had walked out of Xu Yuan. , "You really don't remember this person? Jiang He'an from the Element Academy is very close to Gu Xiucheng on weekdays."
Hearing the name Gu Xiucheng, the surrounding air pressure was obviously much lower.
Xu Yi glanced at Gu Yesheng's expression, and the whole tone was lengthened a little with interest: "You said, this kid is being targeted, is it really just a coincidence?"
Yi Jiamu walked behind him, looking at the milk tea hanging on his fingertips from time to time, looking a little distracted.
It wasn't until he was led into an empty classroom that he looked around: "Senior, did we go wrong?"
Jiang He'an smiled kindly: "That's right, my little brother has worked hard, just put it on the table."
Yi Jiamu put the documents away: "Then I'll go back."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard that the door behind him was suddenly closed.
Yi Jiamu finally realized that the atmosphere seemed a little wrong.
Looking back now, it's more like deliberately drawing him here.
He looked up at the person in front of him, obviously puzzled: "Senior, where did I offend you?"
The light-brown pupils are very clear, and this harmless appearance of humans and animals is even more ignorant.
This was obviously not the response of a student who was suddenly threatened, so Jiang He'an was stunned for a while under his gaze, and it took a long while to put away the unbearable thoughts, and his tone became tough again: "Offend me. Who are you, don't you know? I advise you to be honest, what is your relationship with Gu Yesheng?"
The more Yi Jiamu listened, the more confused he became: "Who is Gu Yesheng?"
"You're still pretending to be stupid, right?" Jiang He'an's face turned cold, and the palm of his right hand began to burst into a faint flame, and he walked towards him step by step, "Gu Yesheng is not one of them. If you don't know him, can he easily let you come out of the warehouse? I advise you to be honest, otherwise, if such a beautiful little face is damaged, it will be too bad Pity."
Yi Jiamu watched him approach, but there was still not much expression on his face.
This kind of crimson flame, placed in the fire-type power user, is also the last existence.
But I understood one thing. That Gu Yesheng seemed to be talking about the Alpha who had touched him in the warehouse yesterday.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang He'an just acted dumbfounded, played with the flame in his hand twice, and sneered and threw it at him.
There was no expected shrill scream, only a "bang" sound was heard, and the door that was closed by him was kicked open from the outside.
Gu Yesheng walked into the classroom and caught a glimpse of Jiang He'an who was arrogant at a glance, and the corner of his mouth evoked a happy arc: "Yo, I found you."
But Jiang He'an was obviously not happy. The moment he saw the person coming, his face suddenly turned pale, and his whole body shook.
Seeing his ghostly appearance, Gu Yesheng couldn't help laughing out loud: "It hasn't started yet, so you don't need to be so supportive."
Jiang He'an seemed to react suddenly, and turned around to run.
However, before taking two steps, as if shrouded in extreme fear, he hugged his head tightly and curled up on the ground little by little.
His eyes were covered with a black cloth without warning.
In the vagueness, the figure of a spider emerged from his mind little by little, the viscous liquid was stained on his side, the dark single eye looked at him in the darkness for a moment, and the sinister fangs slowly opened, revealing. Blood-red venom glands.
Jiang He'an: "Don't come... Don't come! Don't! Ah!"
A hoarse scream resounded through the sky.
Gu Yesheng's icy blue pupils seemed a little deep at this moment, and the tear moles at the corners of his eyes were morbid and coquettish, obviously enjoying this extremely twisted look: "Gu Xiucheng's dog has not learned to hold its tail until now. Are you a man?"
Jiang He'an obviously couldn't hear him anymore, and the layers of cold sweat could not stop oozing out from his pale face. His hands seemed to be seeking something, but he could only hopelessly sink his nails bit by bit. He touched the palm of his hand, and unknowingly, he was caught with deep bloodstains, and the blood was messy.
Just when he almost suffocated under the domination of fear, he only felt the pressure on his body loosen, and finally felt that the purgatory-like images in his mind began to dissipate one by one.
But even if he felt the surrounding light again, he had just experienced the endless abyss, which still made him firmly remember the sense of despair.
Jiang He'an just curled up on the ground for a long time, trembling, and didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Gu Yesheng obviously felt a little tired after watching it for a while, and was too lazy to talk about it, so he turned around and looked in the direction of Yi Jiamu.
What fell into his eyes was a figure squatting sullenly on the ground.
Gu Yesheng thought he was frightened, thinking that this kid was involved because of him after all, so he was prepared to comfort him with some conscience, but when he approached, he realized that it was not what he thought.
Although Yi Jiamu was squatting there, his bright eyes didn't look a bit frightened, so frowning his brows showed more unhappy emotions.
Gu Yesheng was inexplicably aroused, so he walked over and squatted down beside him, asking humbly, "What are you squatting here for?"
Hearing this, Yi Jiamu raised his head and glanced at him, and raised the bag with a burnt hole in his hand, his expression was sullen, and his tone sounded a little aggrieved: "My milk tea has been turned over."
A cup of ten star coins is very expensive.
After a moment of silence, he reached out and grabbed Gu Yesheng's sleeve: "You compensate me."
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