Quick Wear: BE cannon fodder does not follow the routine

Chapter 402 The Cold School Prince Is Affectionate (18)

Opening his eyes, Song Taohan saw that he and Gu Yuxi were in a sea of ​​flowers. The girl snapped her fingers, the sky turned dark, and she waved her fairy wand, and a ladder of light slowly climbed up into the sky.

"Hanhan, give it a try. Let's create a mirage."

The intersection of various colorful fireworks was indeed a mirage, and the shapes of these fireworks were something he had never seen before.

The person next to him was exceptionally dazzling under the starlight. Looking at Gu Yuxi, Song Taohan felt that it was a sea of ​​stars, too dazzling.

[Satisfaction: 85%]

"This is an invincible fighter!"

Fighter planes, enemy fighter planes and other aircraft shapes flew over the sky, collided with each other, and finally turned into fireworks, flashing with light.

For a while, both of them were having fun, and finally he and Gu Yuxi were lying in a sea of ​​flowers, looking at the sky flashing with fireworks.

Song Tao, who was lying next to the girl, said coldly, "Yuxi, if possible, I want to watch the fireworks with you every year, every morning."

Without answering, he turned his head and found that Gu Yuxi had fallen asleep again. She was prone to sleepiness most of the time, and it had become more and more frequent recently, so Song Taohan cherished the time when she was awake.

Knowing that the time in this fictional world flows slower than the real world outside, Song Taohan also felt sleepy. He unconsciously held Gu Yuxi's hand and watched her fall asleep sideways.

"No, Xiaohan clearly saw him going upstairs, so why is there no one in the room?"

"Maybe he went out to play somewhere. Some people went in a group to set off fireworks over on the big stone slab, so he must have followed them."

"He has become more cheerful recently. He used to lock himself in his room."

Song's father always felt something was strange. There was always a strange fragrance in his son's room. He thought at first that the light bulb in the room was broken, but when he turned on the light, he found pink petals on the ground again.

He picked it up, put it close to his nose and smelled it. The smell in his son's room was exactly the same as the petals.

"what happened?"

"I feel something is a bit weird. Why are there petals like this in my son's room?"

Shi Yujiao said carelessly, "Maybe he likes this kind of flower. I think it smells good and wants to plant one, but he can't tell what kind of flower it is. It should be a rose."

Song's father took the flower petals and left Song Taohan's room with doubts. His many years of experience as a soldier would not deceive him. It seemed that he could only investigate secretly. He was worried that his son would be led astray by some bad people.

"If you like, I'll plant it for you."

"That's settled."

After a brief reunion, Song Taohan and his friends returned to the city to prepare for work and the start of school.

Rong Yue: "Happy New Year, classmate Song."

"Well, Happy New Year."

There were many people present, and Song Taohan didn't want to say too many embarrassing words, so he took out books on calculus, linear algebra, probability theory, and mathematical statistics that he would study in college.

"I also have the same academic angel picture as yours, as well as a pendant and a school bag."

Song Taohan, who didn't want to be disturbed, looked up and reminded: "Student Rong, I still have to study, can you speak a little more quietly?"

I saw Song Taohan put the transparent shoulder bag alone next to the table, and the books were placed on the shovel box next to it. His desk box was empty and usually only held the shoulder bag.

Rong Yue felt that she was not as good as a painting. She wanted to see what was different, so she couldn't help but touch it. However, Song Taohan quickly took it away and carefully put it in the desk box.

"Mr. Rong, I don't want anyone to touch my bag."

"Student Song, I'm just taking a look. I also have this painting of yours. It's on the table."

"I don't like my things being touched, please leave."

Seeing that Song Taohan was angry and was wiping the places he had just touched with a tissue, as if he was some dirty thing, Rong Yue immediately became angry.

"It's not a treasure. Do you need to be so loud when you touch it?"

"You were rude first. It's impolite to touch other people's things without permission."

"I apologize. I'm sorry. That's enough! People who don't know would think your paintings are so valuable. I can compensate you with a hundred."

"This is not a question of compensation or not. You disturbed my studies and touched my things at will."

"Do you have to be so fussy? Could it be that a living person like me is not as good as a painting?"

Song Taohan didn't answer, but acquiesced, and the others hurried to smooth things over.

"Student Rong, everyone knows that you like the school hunk, but there are too many girls who like the school hunk. Why do you have to get angry with the angel who always passes every exam?"

"The school hunk is aloof and not interested in love. If you want to pursue him, you have to get into college."

Rong Yue had never been humiliated like this, especially by Song Taohan. She walked out angrily and said as she passed by Song Taohan, "I don't care if you are really cool or not, I will pursue you anyway."

"Wow, Yueyue, come on! We are rooting for you."

"boring!"

"You...just wait for me. One day I will ask you to sing Conquer for me."

"ill!"

Song Taohan thought these girls were mentally ill. He carried his bag and took his study books and walked towards the office.

"Hey, I'm someone who aspires to be a logician, don't act so immature in front of me."

When he returned home that night, Song Taohan called out to the person in the painting for a long time but he didn't come out.

While sleeping, Gu Yuxi felt that she had a very long dream. She was sitting in a circular library with a gentle woman. The woman was holding a picture album and patiently teaching her. There was also a tall boy next to her.

"Xixi, this is a new illustrated book from our library. There's a short story next to it. Do you like it?"

"like."

"Does my brother like it?"

The boy next to her started to spoil the show and said to the little girl, "Sister, this is a new novel picture book that mom made. It's good, but I've read it three times and I feel bored. So I'll give you some guidance."

The woman smiled, gently touched her son's face, and reminded him: "Brother Haokun, give your sister instructions. Mom will go to see the guests."

"Mom, you go ahead. I'll teach my sister."

"Okay, Brother Haokun is the most sensible."

The girl looked through the album but couldn't find anything. She turned around and saw that her mother had left.

"Brother, I don't want to watch it anymore."

"It's impossible to find mom. We are adults. Brother will teach you how to count. It's something that kindergarten kids must learn."

Two children were reading in the library. More and more children came in with their parents and teachers. Some of them walked up the wooden stairs and pulled the ropes to get the books high on the wall.

After an unknown amount of time, a man walked up to the two children and the boy said, "Dad, I'm teaching my sister one, two, three, four, five!"

"We are disturbing others here. Let's go to mom's office. Dad brought you some flower cakes."

"Why is it flower cake again?"