Chapter 442 The Crown Prince's Little Darling 7
The boy's humble, polite, and gentle demeanor left the homeroom teacher feeling utterly powerless, as if punching cotton.
In fact, the homeroom teacher did not want this answer, but could not find any fault with it.
He rubbed his temples, looking somewhat weary, and said, "You should go back now."
The boy, who was over 1.8 meters tall, nodded slightly to him and turned to enter the classroom.
The homeroom teacher felt something was off; why did she feel like she was Bo Yan's subordinate just now?
Impossible, it must be an illusion.
...
Song Jinhuan kept a close eye on everything happening outside. After learning that the female lead had not only failed to deliver her love letter but was also punished, he inexplicably felt a desire to back down.
However, Sanjin urged, "Host, you have to think of a way to get through this plot!"
Song Jinhuan: "What are you talking about? How am I supposed to get through this?!"
"I don't even have hands!"
Sanjin coughed twice to ease the awkwardness and said, "The essence of a love letter is to say sweet words. You just need to say a couple of lines to him!"
Song Jinhuan: "Didn't you say it would be dangerous if we were discovered?"
Sanjin laughed and said, "It's not me who's in danger... Ah... Pshaw! I mean, it's not actually that dangerous~"
"Host, go ahead and do it!"
I'll carry it myself if something happens, hehe~
Song Jinhuan couldn't help but beam with joy, "Really? Even if we're found out, nothing will happen?"
Sanjin: "...Of course."
Since the current situation is already difficult to complete the mission, we might as well be bolder!
"Then I know what to do!"
Although she is just an input method, she can still have conversations with him and let him know she exists.
Moreover, they are currently on different dimensions, so the other party can't do anything about her.
Moreover, with Sanjin's guarantee, Bo Yan probably wouldn't be able to uninstall her even if he wanted to!
Sanjin: I didn't say that. The rest was all the host's own idea. It has nothing to do with me!
Bo Yan then discovered that his foodie input method seemed to be in heat.
She began to relentlessly woo him.
As usual, he summarized the meeting content, but every few words he typed were followed by a string of incongruous content.
1. Land valuation (I like you~)
2. Bidding Plan (I like you^V^)
3. Ponzi scheme (I really like you >V<)
Bo Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart skipped a beat compared to before.
When he realized this was unusual, he pursed his lips tightly.
It's just a cold, intelligent input method. Why would it evoke emotional reactions because of the words "I like you"?
He might even feel a secret pleasure from it, giving him the illusion that he is broken inside.
This input method definitely has a problem.
His fingers trembled uncontrollably, just like the day before, making mistakes.
(Who are you?)
Song Jinhuan saw those three words again and hesitated whether to tell the other person about her existence.
Sanjin: "Tell him!"
Just as Song Jinhuan was about to answer, another line of text appeared next to her.
(Don't play dead, I know you're there.)
Song Jinhuan's heart pounded. As expected of Bo Yan, he was so certain!
Then, a passage of text caught the boy's eye.
(My name is Song Huan. In my past life, I was a beggar. I starved to death because I couldn't get any food. Somehow, when I opened my eyes, I found myself here.)
(I need your help. Once I have a physical body, I'll give you a wife.)
Song Jinhuan made up a pitiful identity, hoping the other party would soften their heart.
He was, after all, a seventeen-year-old boy. Although he had seen more than his peers due to his special education, this incident still shocked him.
He quickly calmed down, not entirely believing it (a new scam?).
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