"Innate." Xie Xihe said the same three words again without changing his expression.
The old man looked at her deeply, but did not ask any more questions.
It’s not that I’m not curious, but I know that even if I continue asking, there will be no results, and it will only annoy people for no reason.
At this moment, he noticed the stack of documents in her hand and changed the subject, saying, "What are you holding? I saw you've been holding it since you came in. Is there something else you want to do?"
Xie Xihe paused for a moment, then raised his hand and handed the documents to the old man expressionlessly: "Withdrawal documents, proving that I have left my previous school."
[Elite High School Withdrawal Certificate] The old man fell silent when he saw the large characters.
*
At the same time.
In an office area not far from the indoor basketball court.
"No, no, my computer has crashed again. Hey, Fang Xun, you're back. Hurry up and lend me your computer first!"
"I was just about to start a team battle when the system suddenly froze. If I lose, those brats at school will absolutely blast me to death!"
As Fang Xun walked into the office area, an urgent voice rang out. The next moment, a breeze blew past, and when he came to his senses, the computer in his hand had disappeared.
Fang Xun was about to say that his computer was not working: "..."
Forget it, he stole it himself. Even if he cheated me, it was his own business and had nothing to do with him.
Fang Xun glanced at it casually and then looked away, continuing to walk towards his desk.
Five minutes later.
After shouting an enthusiastic "victory," Duanmu Zeming exhaled sharply and slumped back into his office chair. "Luckily, I got online quickly enough. I finally won."
He raised his hand and returned the computer to Fang Xun: "Thanks, buddy, I'll treat you to some fat otaku happy water later."
Fang Xun shook the lemon tea in his hand and said lightly: "No, I'll drink tea."
Duanmu Zeming was just polite, but when he saw that he refused, he didn't say anything more and fell back into his seat.
But the next moment, he suddenly jumped to Fang Xun's side and snatched the lemon tea from his hand.
I looked from top to bottom and from left to right and finally confirmed it.
"Fuck, isn't this the tea from the tea bar at the school gate? Did you buy it there?" Duanmu Zeming said in shock, then shook his head and said, "No, the food in this shop isn't ridiculously expensive, but a cup of tea must be around twenty or thirty. You're so broke you're practically eating tree bark. You definitely can't spend a few dozen bucks on a cup of tea that looks good but doesn't taste good."
He narrowed his eyes, his face filled with grief and anguish. "Tell me, was there another little girl who was deceived by your delicate appearance and bought something and forced it on you?"
What the hell is this delicate appearance?
Does he look delicate?
Fang Xun's face darkened by two shades, but he remained calm and composed as he said, "The gift from the little girl is real, but it has nothing to do with appearance."
He pointed at the computer in front of him and said, "Just like you, I borrowed my computer. Thank you."
He was about to leave when the waiter called him back, saying that the girl had ordered an extra cup of lemon tea for him when she brought it.
He actually didn't like this kind of semi-beverage tea, but since he had already ordered it and the person had already left, it would be a shame to waste it, so he just took it back.
I just opened it and haven't started drinking it yet.
Facing Duanmu Zeming's suspicious gaze, he hesitated and handed the lemon tea to him: "Would you like some?"
Duanmu Zeming: "..."
So he thought he was just craving a drink?
…Although he was quite greedy, Duanmu Zeming felt that he still had some backbone, and refused sternly: "No!"
But he didn't mean to leave.
Fang Xun turned around and saw that the man was still standing next to him like a wooden stake. He felt a slight headache and said patiently, "Anything else?"
Duanmu Zeming was staring at his computer.
He only realized what Fang Xun said when he mentioned the computer. A look of deep doubt flashed across his eyes as he asked, "Have you had your computer repaired again?"
"Who are you looking for this time? Lin Jiangfei? Su Jinchuan?"
"That's not right. These two have been repaired at least ten times. Although they can be used for a while after each repair, they will be broken back to their original state after a while, not as fast as now..."
Duanmu Zeming was muttering to himself when he suddenly thought of something. He couldn't help but exclaimed "Fuck!" and said in shock, "Are you going to look for Chu Xuan?!"
Fang Xun frowned, and without even noticing it, his voice had already turned two degrees colder. He said calmly, "Even if I want to ask him for help, do you think he will meet me?"
Oh, that's true...
Ever since that incident, Chu Xuan has completely isolated himself from the light of dawn, and refuses to see anyone, whether classmates or teachers.
Although Fang Xun was his first mentor and they had always had a very good relationship, in the past two years, he had become the person Chu Xuan least wanted to see.
Other people could see that boy occasionally, but Fang Xun had never seen him in person.
Duanmu Zeming sighed inwardly and stopped prodding him. He brought the subject back to the topic and said, "What's going on? A few days ago, you were still muttering that your computer couldn't hold up and needed a new one. How come your reaction time has improved so much in just two days?"
As he spoke, he looked over and over at Fang Xun's computer, muttering, "I haven't even replaced it with a new one yet, how come it looks so different?"
Getting faster?
Fang Xun's heart moved and he immediately thought of something.
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