Chapter 12 Chapter 12 “He’s saying hello to you…

"Is he greeting you?" Zhou Zhu looked at Wen Qian curiously.

Wen Qian...Wen Qian couldn't laugh.

The chocolate lava tower on her left was beautifully presented, while the roasted black pork on her right was sizzling with oil.

However, she can only eat beef noodles. Is there anything sadder than this in the world?

Looking at the girl beside him, Wen Qian took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "...Sorry, Zhou Zhu, let's eat the ones you recommended next time. Today I suddenly want to eat... beef noodles."

The three words "beef noodles" were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Zhou Zhu looked at the boss in confusion, who was still waving at Wen Qian with a bright smile, and then glanced sideways at Wen Qian.

She said sympathetically, "Let me accompany you. I haven't had beef noodles for a long time."

Wen Qian walked up to the noodle shop owner and looked at him expressionlessly: "Aren't you going to open the shop today? Why are you here?"

"It's just a side job!" The boss didn't feel the low pressure on Wen Qian. "I didn't expect to meet a customer like you here. Is there anything you want to eat?"

He pushed the standing menu forward gallantly.

Looking at the menu where only the beef noodles column was lit up, Wen Qian felt that his question was really unnecessary.

"If I want to eat tonkotsu ramen, will you make it for me?"

The boss smiled and said, "No."

Then what are you asking?

Wen Qian said weakly: "A bowl of beef noodles."

"Okay!" The boss said loudly. He looked at Zhou Zhu standing beside him and said, "How about you, customer?"

"Just like her." Zhou Zhu smiled shyly at the boss.

As the beef noodles were served, Wen Qian tried to comfort himself that at least it was free, so he could just think of it as picking up ten gold coins.

Along with the sound of [Physical Strength +1+1...], Wen Qian's physical strength, which had dropped below 50, slowly recovered.

She was the first to finish her lunch and looked around aimlessly with her chin propped up. There were not many people eating in the restaurant, or to be more precise, not many people would eat on the first floor.

After Zhou Zhu's introduction, she learned that only poor students like them and a few students from ordinary families would eat on the first floor of the restaurant.

The young masters and young ladies have their own special chefs serving them on the upper floor, and those with the most noble family backgrounds will not even step into this restaurant.

Wen Qian has always been oblivious to the background settings in this kind of game. She attributes all the unspoken rules on the restaurant floors to the player's low level and the game being stuck.

Zhou Zhu really wanted to chat with Wen Qian for a while longer. This made her feel very comfortable. It turned out that someone would listen to what she said seriously.

But she was not used to talking while eating - and she was worried that Wen Qian would dislike her, so she secretly quickened the pace at which she ate the noodles, as if she was competing with herself.

She has a baby face and looks like a little hamster when she lowers her head and eats noodles silently.

Wen Qian pondered and touched it according to his heart.

The hamster who just swallowed the last mouthful of noodles: ! !

"Wen, Wen Qian?" Zhou Zhu was stunned by this action.

"It feels really good," the culprit commented earnestly. "It's cute."

The girl's face turned visibly red, and she was at a loss for a moment.

“Yes, really…”

A little courage was born in her heart: "Wen Qian, can I ask you to have dinner with me in the future? Of course, I don't mean that you must agree to me, but if you have time..."

"sure!"

Zhou Zhu's hesitant and tangled voice was drowned out by the straightforward reply. She was stunned for a moment, and then she felt great joy.

"It's not just about eating. You can come to me for any problem you encounter." Wen Qian tried to advertise, "Whether you want to deliver a love letter, move something, find someone, or suddenly need to pick a hundred sunflowers from the mountain, I can help!"

"Really?" Zhou Zhu, who was delighted by the intimacy in Wen Qian's words, slowly sensed something was amiss with these examples. "Why do I have to pick a hundred sunflowers?"

"Who knows?" Wen Qian said nonchalantly, "Or maybe a hundred dogtail grasses? It doesn't matter. There will always be these inexplicable tasks anyway."

This is just the inertia of this type of RPG game.

Wen Qian pushed the girl, who only half understood what he said, out of the restaurant and asked her about the situation of the Iris class along the way.

Wen Qian thought it was not a simple matter that Zhou Zhu suddenly came to greet her and take her to the restaurant.

Maybe this is the game hinting to her that Iris Class is where her next mission will be triggered!

Wen Qian, who was trying to develop a new map, sent Zhou Zhu all the way back to her class - but unfortunately, she did not open the new map and could only watch Zhou Zhu return to the classroom with regret.

On the way back to the classroom, Wen Qian glanced at her system mailbox, which contained the reward from the [Love Letter] mission that she had not yet claimed.

Because he was too focused on the game panel, Wen Qian almost missed a step. He quickly retracted his attention and decided to collect the reward after returning to the classroom. For now, he should concentrate on walking up the stairs.

The marble staircase spirals downwards, and the flower wall on the side is made of cast iron with a sense of ancient beauty. Deep and light purple dot the wall, and the velvety iris petals are slightly curled, trembling slightly like butterfly wings.

【Can be picked】

Wen Qian just glanced at the flower wall briefly and then looked away. Compared to these flowers, she was more curious about why there were no roses in her classroom.

There is Iris next to Iris's class, so logically her class shouldn't fall behind!

Wen Qian, who was just thinking about it and didn't really care about it, stopped in his tracks.

——What floated by?

She quickly turned around and clearly saw the words "Ready to Pick" appearing on several irises.

The player's DNA moved.

No matter whether it is useful or not, as long as it can be picked, pick it all first.

After picking five flowers, the lit words "Can be picked" disappear and are replaced by a refresh countdown of [23:59:59].

Wen Qian reluctantly picked another flower. He was able to pick it, but unfortunately it was just an ordinary flower and not a game prop.

When I put it in my backpack, the name displayed was just [Ordinary Flower], not the golden [Iris] label of the first five flowers.

Back in the classroom, Wen Qian looked at the pile of homework in his desk, and the excitement he had just felt for picking up the new props instantly calmed down.

Damn it, she even spent a hundred to buy a desk!

It is homework and it really is homework. She can't do it in advance at school.

Wen Qian felt disheartened. What a damn game! Does it even know what flexibility is?

Lin Huai looked at his deskmate, whose mood had suddenly turned sour, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Wen Qian waved his hand and opened the game mailbox to collect the task rewards that he had not had time to claim before.

[Experience +20, Reputation +1]

[Congratulations to the player for opening the reputation system. Initial reputation value verification in progress...]

[Initial Reputation: -30 (+1)]

[Player reputation value: -29

The reputation value is too low, and a special plot is about to be triggered.]

Wen Qian: ???

Wait, why is the initial reputation value -30? The number of people she has spoken to in the academy is less than 30, right?

Puzzled, Wen Qian subconsciously concluded that there was a problem with the game verification. Just as she was about to make an impassioned complaint, a noise coming from the classroom door interrupted her thoughts.

A girl with long dark brown curly hair walked slowly into the classroom, her arrogant eyes falling on the somewhat empty classroom.

"Who is the new poor and excellent student?" The girl next to her spoke, but her eyes were looking straight at Wen Qian.

The classmates looked at Wen Qian with gloating eyes. It was obvious that they all knew the girl who suddenly appeared and understood why she came here.

"As expected, she found me. How pitiful the poor student."

"People always have to bear the consequences of their mistakes. They deserve it."

They chatted and laughed as they looked at the protagonist of the incident. They just wanted to see her panic-stricken look, but unexpectedly, she was not afraid at all.

——A bit excited instead?

Lin Huai frowned and looked at his deskmate. If Wen Qian was taken away by that person, it would probably be a bit troublesome.

He was about to tell Wen Qian to ignore that person and that as long as they were in the classroom, the other party would not do anything to her. Before he could open his mouth, he saw Wen Qian raise his hand high.

“Here!”

As if afraid that others would not notice her, the girl shook her arms, with an unconcealable excitement on her face.

Wen Qian didn't expect that the special event caused by low reputation would be triggered so quickly.

Seeing the [!] sign above the girl's head as she walked in, she immediately put aside the frustration she felt over her low reputation.

Yay, it’s a special plot!