Chapter 27: Pouting girl

If you take a fancy to something on a stranger, if you don't want to steal or rob, getting to know the other party is the first step.

Zhai Da's first step was undoubtedly successful.

He didn't have time to slowly build a friendship with the girl named Lu Siwen, so he had to have some routines.

Of course, this routine is to get the pen, it is purely utilitarian, definitely not for flirting.

We can at most be considered meeting friends through literature!

Returning home, Zhai Da turned his phone to silent, and then continued to start a thrilling "High School Math Lecture 7".

The phone screen lit up and dimmed from time to time, but Zhai Da remained unmoved.

Until twelve-thirty, when lying on the bed after taking a shower, he checked it.

Sure enough, it was a series of messages from "Unsaved Contact".

"Classmate, I am the girl on the overpass today, Lu Siwen, I still don't know your name."

"Classmate, your micro-novel is written too well, I still can't calm down until now."

"Classmate, do you usually write things too? What books do you like to read? Why is your writing so good?"

"Classmate,...."

Zhai Da nodded, already hooked like a pouting mouth.

It can no longer be described as "right on," this is the fishing rod poking directly into the fish's mouth.

Surnamed Lu... this is really...

He wrote "girl surnamed Lu" purely because of the night road he walked with Lu Wei.

It's just that writing it as surnamed Lu is too pretentious and awkward, so he changed it to Lu when he wrote it down.

Now it seems even more awkward... can only hope the other party doesn't think too much...

Being able to be so smooth, the hints given by the system contributed greatly.

Found new special items several times, and Zhai Da also learned to use the system more flexibly.

The system's description of 【Equipment】 itself carries important information, which can help him gain insight into some secrets.

For example, the boss of "Cangzhenxuan" must be addicted to TV shows since childhood, Lu Siwen is a "literary girl," etc.

Because only by being entangled by strong emotions, obsessions, and moods can they become special items recognized by the system, which also means that these item descriptions can reveal the most profound personality and habits of the original owner.

Hmm... the most profound might be too arbitrary, but it must be an important part of the personality.

Does this count as a kind of... cheap "Qi-gazing technique"?

This is the fun of developing the system, to find a way of use that suits oneself, rather than being led by the nose by the system.

Zhai Da finished reading all of Lu Siwen's information seriously, and then threw the phone aside again.

Replying is impossible to reply, but to let the other party come to the class to find him tomorrow.

Must have enough offline contact to find the right time and occasion to mention the pen he wants.

Chatting on the phone is meaningless, that's called a trash can, even dogs don't do it.

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On the other side, a few kilometers away.

In a high-end residential area rare in Dongyang County, Lu Siwen lay on her side on the bed in pajamas, looking at her Nokia N96 every three minutes.

Every time she went to see, her Qiong nose wrinkled slightly, and then she buried her head in the pillow in disappointment.

Unfortunately, her neck was almost cramped, and she didn't wait for a reply.

"Why don't you reply... could it be that the phone is out of power? Could it be that he is taking a shower?"

"Not right either, everyone is in senior year, maybe his family is managed more strictly, and he can't get the phone often..."

"Hey... really want to discuss it! "Street Lamp and Wine"... written too well, the original little train of thought was all washed away, and now the whole brain is the other party's words..."

"Girl surnamed Lu... is it a coincidence? Or does he know me?"

Wearing goose-yellow pajamas, like an egg pancake with bumps, Lu Siwen tossed and turned on the soft big bed seven or eight times.

Lu Siwen pondered for a long time, and finally couldn't help it anymore.

Her pretty face flushed, and she stretched out her sinful little hand into the bedside drawer.

Took out the paper that she didn't know how many times she had re-read.

"The handwriting is also very good.."

The brushwork that far exceeded the level of high school students between the lines, every word seemed to be written on her heart.

It's both attentive and addictive.

He wrote it on the spot when he was looking at the same night view with her... this is too talented...

Has he written anything else... really want to see...

"Wenwen, why are you still not sleeping?"

Lu Siwen hurriedly turned off the lights, buried her head in the quilt, and deliberately used a confused voice: "Already asleep, forgot to turn off the lights."

The footsteps outside the door moved away again.

Only the girl's hot cheeks and the coldness of the silk quilt blended together.

What a strange feeling...

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It's a new day, and it's a new morning sun.

Walking into the teaching building, Zhai Da glanced at the key class from afar. That Lu Siwen is likely liberal arts, which is Class 11.

However, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to find the other party, just wait for the rabbit.

In class, Zhai Da listened to the lecture seriously. After supplementing some foundations in math, his physics class was no longer listening to heavenly books, and he could listen to some.

This is undoubtedly a benefit. No matter how much he complains about 【Old Man TV】 in his heart, he uses it without mercy.

If the state of "not understanding but listening hard" in the classroom a few days ago is counted, in fact, in the eyes of classmates, Zhai Da has changed for a period of time.

Many people feel that Zhai Da's "learning attitude" has become exceptionally serious.

This point makes many people very surprised, especially those who want to see a joke.

The one who feels the most is deskmate Yang Fan, who also has very poor grades, even worse than the previous Zhai Da, and it is obvious that Zhai Da has awakened in the past few days.

This makes him a bit uncomfortable. Most of the motivation of high school students comes from comparison, and most of the inferiority comes from it.

Originally, after the embarrassing news spread that Zhai Da had been rejected, he had felt a bit of schadenfreude in his heart, wanting to derive a little secret pleasure from Zhai Da's depression, with a feeling of "I am better than him; at least I didn't go and confess and make a fool of myself."

But the result was completely different from what he imagined, and Zhai Da even became more enterprising.

After class, seeing Zhai Da smoothly take out the Chinese textbook to memorize the text, Yang Fan couldn't help but say:

"Zhai Da, did you understand just now?"

"No."

"You have been studying very seriously recently

"Neither do I."

Zhai Da had absolutely no desire to chat; a male desk-mate with a mediocre relationship was, in his mind, roughly equal in importance to a shovel in the corner of the classroom.

Yang Fan suddenly said: "Do you still like Lin Shuyao?"

Zhai Da turned his head slightly: "Did you steal a straw from the cafeteria?"

Yang Fan was taken aback: "No~"

"Then why do you care so much?"

Yang Fan could only use an expressionless face to hide his embarrassment.

At the same time, at the back of the classroom, several boys were also gathered together gossiping.

Because the weather was getting hotter and hotter, a strange smell had gradually emerged in the classroom, so the back door was also opened during the break for ventilation.

"Have you guys heard? Someone in the class is having a secret crush."

"What kind of fresh news is that."

"Lin Shuyao has a secret crush on Zhai Da."

"Holy crap! What! Tell me the details!"

"Otherwise, why do you think Chu Xiang went to trouble him yesterday?"

Actually, when they heard this news, besides being shocked, everyone felt somewhat uncomfortable; they didn't necessarily all like Lin Shuyao, but this girl was indeed dazzling.

She was pretty, tall, and good at her studies.

Translated into human language, that means: she has looks, legs, and brains.

It's like a man looking at an expensive Jiang Shidan in a display window; even if he knows it can never belong to him, as long as it is still an ownerless object in the window, there will be a self-consolation that "anything is possible."

Or rather, a fantasy.

"That's not right... wasn't it said that Zhai Da fainted after a failed confession? How did it turn out the other way around?"

"I think that rumor at the time was fake; maybe it was Lin Shuyao who turned love into hate... and spread it on purpose after being rejected by Zhai Da."

"Lin Shuyao is not that kind of girl."

"What, are you very close? You don't have a secret crush on her too, do you?"

The other party hurriedly denied it three times: "Impossible! Don't talk nonsense! I don't!"

Just as they were whispering, a clear, soft, and sweet voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.

"Um... hello, I'm looking for someone..."

The few boys immediately forgot their previous sense of loss and threw themselves into a new "heartbeat."

The Jiang Shidan had been bought by someone else, but wasn't there still a Patek Philippe!

If Lin Shuyao was the template for a "white moonlight," then the one in front of them... was the embodiment of a "cinnabar mole."

Her palm-sized face was pink and tender, her nose like jade, her pink lips like flowers.

What was most impressive were her eyes, the light within them like jewelry that had never been contaminated.