Chapter 57: The sweet fragrance that can only be exuded from the depths of the forum...
Song Zhen put down his knife and fork and turned his gaze to Song Mingjiao who was standing at the spiral staircase.
The scene at this moment is very similar to the first time Song Mingjiao met Song Zhen when he came to this small world, except that their positions are swapped.
Song Zhen smiled slightly. "Of course, Mingjiao. I'm usually busy with work, so I happened to be able to pick Mingjiao up in person yesterday. Naturally, I was very happy."
In fact, after doing those things last night, Song Zhen did not deliberately eliminate all traces of the scene, nor did he mind Song Mingjiao finding out what he had done after waking up.
They had done it so many times in their previous lives. This time they were just getting started. There was no real gun or bullet, so what's wrong with touching it?
It would be better if Song Mingjiao knew. If he broke through this window paper, he would have the chance to seize Song Mingjiao's heart before the main body of "He Wen".
Hearing his cheap brother's answer, Song Mingjiao was amazed in his heart.
Wow.
He was clearly talking about what happened last night, but his so-called brother deliberately misinterpreted it as someone picking him up from school yesterday.
Well, let’s just wait and see who can outlast the other.
Song Mingjiao decided to reinforce the doors and windows starting tonight and never let any more scoundrels in!
Song Mingjiao lowered his eyes, smiled, and walked down the stairs to the dining table, making only the sound of light cloth.
"That's good. I saw my brother interacting with He Wen yesterday, and I thought he didn't like my deskmate."
"How could that be? I won't interfere with your friendships, but Mingjiao, it's better to be cautious with some people, especially those little boys who don't do their job and play around all day."
Song Mingjiao wiped his mouth with a napkin and answered seriously, "But I think He Wen is a very good person and often helps me."
Song Mingjiao's eyes were too sincere. She sincerely praised the advantages of another man in front of Song Zhen, which made Song Zhen use more force with the hand holding the knife and fork. Without changing his expression, he cut the bread on the plate into several slices.
"Forget it, Mingjiao, as long as you like it. After all, brother can cover for you."
An ordinary family conversation.
The elder brother seemed somewhat helpless, trying his best to dissuade his little white cabbage from staying away from the yellow hair, but he failed and had to let him go. He seemed very selfless and conscientious.
My younger brother also listened carefully and nodded obediently, but after hearing a few words, he had different opinions.
However, when Song Mingjiao was about to leave after breakfast, he left the towel he used to wipe his hands on the dining table, and when he stood up, he accidentally dropped another towel from his body.
It was called a towel, but it was only the size of a handkerchief, very thin, and had several wrinkles on it. It looked like it had been used by someone.
Song Mingjiao didn't seem to notice. He just glanced at the time on his watch, slung his schoolbag over his shoulder, and said to Song Zhen, "Brother, I'm going to school first. See you in the evening."
Song Zhen noticed that Song Mingjiao had accidentally dropped a small piece of towel, which was light pink in color and very cute, which suited his younger brother very well.
The small towel happened to fall on the dining table, not far from Song Zhen. He picked it up and called out to Song Mingjiao, who had already turned around:
"Ming Jiao? Something fell."
Song Mingjiao turned her head with some doubt, glanced at the small towel in Song Zhen's hand, then arched her eyebrows, and her crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly in the sunlight:
"Oh, this is what I used when I was washing up this morning. It's no longer useful, so please, brother, throw it away for me."
After saying this, Song Mingjiao didn't wait for Song Zhen's response. As if he was in a hurry to go to school, he called the driver loudly, then waved to Song Zhen for the last time, and his figure disappeared from the doorstep.
Only Song Zhen was still holding the small towel that belonged to Song Mingjiao. He folded it a few times and was about to throw it away when he suddenly touched the middle of the towel, a wet spot that was hidden.
Some are sticky, some are slippery.
Song Zhen's expression remained the same, but he felt a little more focused.
He brought the towelette to his nose and sniffed it a few times.
——Sure enough, he smelled the sweet fragrance that could only be emitted from the deep inside of Song Mingjiao.
When the servant came to clean up, he asked Song Zhen if he wanted to throw away the things in his hands.
"Master, do you want to throw this away?"
Song Zhen looked normal. He folded the small towel very naturally and put it in his pocket: "No need, just clean up everything on the table."
hehe.
Did his younger brother, his baby, also recover his memories of his past life like him?
*
After that day, Song Mingjiao never gave He Wen, Song Zhen and him the chance to be in the same area again.
During the day, Song Mingjiao studied hard at school, and from time to time he would talk to his deskmate He Wen to entertain himself.
Occasionally, Song Mingjiao would discuss the answers to the test papers with his childhood friend Mu Gu, who had little presence.
But it was obvious that this childhood sweetheart failed to snatch Song Mingjiao's domineering deskmate away, and gradually lost his position as Song Mingjiao's best friend. He could only look at He Wen with dissatisfaction every time, stealing Song Mingjiao's attention.
When returning home at night, Song Mingjiao and his seemingly perverted brother were in the same room, and the two maintained a delicate balance.
Song Mingjiao didn't know who of He Wen and Song Zhen in this small world was the data or soul that had been following him.
Let's just separate them and treat them as such. It won't delay anything.
The high school campus in this small world still followed the traditional division of arts and science. Song Mingjiao was in the science class, the same subjects as his real-world college entrance exam. So when he did those questions, they felt less difficult than his real-world questions.
Starting over again in his senior year of high school, Song Mingjiao felt it was much easier, especially after he had the experience of college and other worlds. He could calm down more and think about the intention behind the questions and find simpler ways to solve them.
The head teacher, Mr. Wang, was worried that Song Mingjiao's sitting in the back would affect his grades. As a result, not only was Song Mingjiao fine, but his scores kept getting higher and higher in exams.
The three big words "720" that he wrote on his desk at the beginning gradually changed from "720" to "725" and "730" as his grades continued to improve.
Song Mingjiao doesn't like to pay attention to others, so except for the first monthly exam when she deliberately enjoyed the defeat of the original male protagonist Yu Nanxu, Song Mingjiao never paid any attention to Yu Nanxu's subsequent affairs.
Because the system's repeated reports were enough to let Song Mingjiao know that he not only pulled the original world's main line further and further away, but also completely destroyed the original male protagonist's pride and arrogance.
Every time Song Mingjiao created a new historical record, he could hear the system report an additional 5% level of mission failure.
Song Mingjiao could sometimes sense that dark and jealous gazes were cast upon him, but every time he looked over, Yu Nanxu would look at the book as if nothing had happened.
Sometimes, Yu Nanxu would try to disturb Song Mingjiao again, but he usually couldn't even get close to Song Mingjiao's desk, and would be chased away by his classmate He Wen with a look or a fist.
Speaking of which, Song Mingjiao still remembered that after He Wen became his deskmate, he was no longer pulled into the office by his homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, for criticism for fighting or not abiding by school rules, except for the constant conflicts with Yu Nanxu.
Song Mingjiao didn't mind and didn't ask about He Wen's office experience anymore. It was good that he could save a lot of trouble by getting rid of Yu Nanxu for him.
*
Before I knew it, it was time for the final exams of the first semester of senior year.
When he walked out of the examination room after finishing his last exam, Song Mingjiao looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside and let out a sigh of relief.
Although the difficulty of the test questions was under Song Mingjiao's control, the intensity of being in the third year of high school again was still quite high.
So the system initially thought that this was the so-called human nightmare mode, which was not unreasonable.
Fortunately, winter vacation and New Year are coming, and Song Mingjiao can enjoy a free month.
This small world school does not actually put much pressure on students. At least in the senior year, in order to let students have a wonderful New Year, they choose to release the final exam results and rankings after the New Year.
However, although the school did not publish the academic rankings, students were very keen to discuss this matter, especially in the school's internal forum.
Song Mingjiao didn't care much about the interpersonal relationships in the small world, nor did he care about the discussions in the forum, so he didn't know that he had always been the center of discussion in the forum.
In the first two years, the forum only discussed Song Mingjiao's achievements.
However, when Song Mingjiao came to consciousness after the first monthly exam in the third year of high school, in addition to the study paper king posts, many more discussions about Song Mingjiao quietly appeared in the forum, which were just for the enjoyment of licking the screen with beautiful filters.
I'm so envious of my classmates in Class 1. They have such a brilliant teacher giving them free tutoring, and they also get to see such stunning beauties. Wow, those eyelashes are so long.
[A student from exam room 1 brought another amazing picture! Look, this is our top-ranked student, walking out of the exam room, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, a slightly melancholic figure, yet a confident gaze.]
[I get it! With this light shining down on you, top student, are you regretting not getting full marks in all subjects, or are you wondering how many points those losers will fall behind you by?]
[Ahhh, I can't take it anymore. This is more realistic. I have a friend in class one. Who understands the complex feeling of trying your best but still not being able to surpass the top student? Every time I hear him mention that girl in his class, he's filled with both love and hate. He can't stop talking about her. Is she closeted? Absolutely amazing.]
[Buy now! Guess what? Will the top student's grades and ranking this time make history?]
[Do you still need to guess the ranking? Our city is the provincial capital, and our No. 1 High School is the best high school in the city. I can't imagine who can challenge their position in this city-wide joint entrance exam.]
[I guess 732.]
[Following someone, how bold the person is, how fertile the land is, I will just guess 750.]
[I say, you guys should tone it down. This is an internal campus forum, anyone can access it. Be careful if someone sees you and starts to slander them.]
[So what if they saw it? We are all worshipping that academic god.]
[It's better to see. I can't sit at the same table with the top student offline, but online, hey, top student, look at me. Hey, honey, can we have a question-by-question date?]
[It's over, you actually dared to call me that, this post is really going to be blocked.]
——This post has been banned by the administrator.
The man who was called administrator but was actually He Wen, was in the bedroom, without turning on the lights, and gloomily clicked on the two big words "Block", and finally felt satisfied.
Song Mingjiao is his!
He Wen glanced at the calendar next to him and suddenly had an idea.
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