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The number one hacker in Beijing University, upon hearing this title, Jia Ru's poker face immediately appeared in front of Zhang Fan's eyes.
¡°Wait a minute, why do the things that come to mind overlap with reality? Or appear behind Jie Zirui?
"I got up quite early."
Damn it! The illusion actually spoke!
"Wait a minute, why did Mao Jiezirui look back as if he was startled?" Could it be that the Jia Jue who appeared behind him was not an illusion, but the real Jia Jue?
Brother Fan must be thankful that the accommodation environment in the Department of Foreign Languages ??is not as good as that in the Department of Archeology, so he still wore a pair of long johns when he got up in the morning. Wait, that's not right. How did Jia Ru get into the boys' dormitory at this point? I haven't heard that the access card of the girls' building in other departments can open the door of the boys' building in the foreign languages ??department.
"Don't look at me like that, access card, anything you make."
Jia Ru¡¯s tone was always so calm, while Zhang Fan and Jie Zirui couldn¡¯t help but break out in a cold sweat. That's an access card, and it's something made casually. Doesn't that mean that Jia Ru can enter and exit any dormitory except Zhang Fan's room at will?
What? Why except Zhang Fan¡¯s?
Zhang Fan¡¯s room still has the same old secret lock.
"However, considering Jia Ru's status as a top student in the physics department, this kind of mechanical lock must not be difficult for her.
"Sisters, come in and talk."
Although he was only wearing a pair of long trousers, Zhang Fan decided to let Jia Ru come in and say that after all, there were many men in the corridor who only wore trousers and ran out to use themselves or wash up.
"No, I'll give you these two things. Just tell me the effect after you use them."
After Jia Ru finished speaking, she put two long boxes into Zhang Fan's hands and turned away.
Zhang Fan, please tell me, ladies, which song are you singing? When you give me something, at least you have to tell me what it is and how to use it. You just say, let me tell you the effect after using it. I don¡¯t know what the damn effect is!
With endless complaints in his heart, Zhang Fan opened the two small boxes under Jie Zirui's gossipy eyes.
The box inside was not something Jie Zirui imagined a girl would give to a boy to express her love, but a pair of glasses and a small spray bottle.
Zhang Fan took out the glasses he was puzzled about and took a look at them. They were a pair of flat glasses, and there was nothing special about the frames. They were the cheapest frames sold in optical shops outside. The lens seemed to be made of resin, but after Zhang Fan looked at it carefully, he found that this lens was really different from ordinary lenses.
For general optical instruments, the better the materials used, the shorter the wavelength of reflected light will be. The light reflected by high-end lenses is purple. However, your lens is different. The whole lens has a faint pink color. I don¡¯t know what it means.
Zhang Fan took out the spray bottle again and gently sprayed it into the air. The water mist coming out of the spray bottle has a very special smell, which contains the grassy smell of plants and a faint smell of blood. What is this thing for? Could it be that it was used to refresh his mind?
Just when the two of them were confused, Zhang Fan's cell phone rang. When he picked it up, it turned out to be a text message from Jia Ru: I may have overestimated your IQ. Spraying the spray on the lenses will be more effective.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If you give someone something without an instruction manual, and you complain that someone else has a low IQ and may not be able to understand it, is this really justified? But what exactly does this bloody-smelling spray do when sprayed on the lenses?
Zhang Fan curiously sprayed the lenses with a spray bottle, and then put the glasses on his face. The next moment Zhang Fan was really shocked.
The scene in front of me was very different from just now. There were air currents of various colors flowing in the air, including black, green, blue, and purple. Zhang Fan can usually see the aura around him even without opening his eyes, but what he sees with the naked eye is definitely not as clear as wearing these glasses.
??This girl Jia Ru has actually made a pair of aura observation glasses!
The fly in the ointment is that the color of this aura is wrong. But this cannot be blamed on Jia Ru, but on Zhang Fan himself. When he was still a boy, he used yin and yang blood to open his eyes, and his eyes were of a normal color. Later, when he was no longer a boy, he used yin and yang blood to open his eyes, and his eyes were of this ghost color. Jia Ru should have made the glasses and spray using the blood he asked Zhang Fan for last time. The blood has been drawn out for so long, and it has not yet clumped. It can be sprayed out with a spray bottle. It is obvious that a lot of effort has been made in anti-coagulation.
A top student is a top student. Although she has not developed any new materials to replace my blood, this is much more convenient to use than drawing it out now. I must give you some advice here.?Twelve likes, a powerful scholar.
There is a class in the Foreign Languages ??Department this morning, but this time it is not the class of that woman Xiao Ruyi, but the public class Ma Zhe.
This thing about Ma Zhe is one of those things that you have to learn if you don¡¯t have any use for it. Sometimes I really don¡¯t understand why the school has to offer such a course that is a waste of life and memory cells. Is it because I hope everyone can learn it in the future? Do you want to be a philosopher and have a good relationship between men and women?
It was the first time for Zhang Fan to come to the first joint classroom. Compared to the joint classroom he saw when he picked up Bai Shuying after school in Jiangzhou, the one in front of him was several times bigger and the interior decoration was much better.
But Zhang Fan really didn¡¯t intend to listen to this class. There are many schools of philosophy. Zhang Fan is a Feng Shui master and belongs to the Taoist lineage. Taoist thought itself is a philosophy. What if he insists on learning some bullshit? If you really learn it, that will be a big trouble.
??Jie Zirui didn¡¯t seem to be interested in Ma Zhe. He had his tablet computer sandwiched among the books. He obviously planned to continue being an otaku in the classroom, so the two of them directly found seats in the second-to-last row and sat down.
Zhang Fan is the real focus today. The students who have already sat down and those who have just come in all cast their eyes on Zhang Fan.
Some were discussing what was so special about this boy that he could make the goddess fall in love with him, while others were making unscrupulous and malicious speculations, discussing what despicable and shameless methods Zhang Fan used to make the goddess Luo succumb. Under his jeans, he reluctantly posted a post to clear his name.
Zhang Fan had heard too much of this kind of discussion recently and really didn't want to pay attention to it. He sat in his seat, closed his eyes and began to browse the "Secret Records of Duke Yang" that was imprinted deep in his mind.
After getting an adventure, there are more and more friends, and there will be no less enemies. Zhang Fan understands that he wants to protect himself and the people around him. Only the road to getting stronger can go.
"Jie Zirui, can you change seats with me?"
A very nice girl's voice suddenly came from the side. Zhang Fan opened his eyes and saw that Jie Zirui had already sat aside with his tablet computer and Ma Zhe's textbook. The graceful figure standing next to him was Luo Qianqian wearing an orange woolen coat. Ma Zhe's textbook Tucked under her arm, she held two plastic bags in each hand. One of them contained two cups of soy milk, and the other contained two sets of pancakes.
"Well, seeing as your teeth are so clean, you probably didn't buy breakfast on the way here."
Luo Qianqian smiled lightly, divided the breakfast in the bag into two parts, and placed one part in front of Zhang Fan, then sat down on the chair next to him, opened the textbook, and drank from a plastic straw through a straw while reading. The soy milk in the cup seemed as if bringing breakfast to Zhang Fan was something he did every day like eating and drinking.
The jaws of the people around them who saw this scene hit their feet. Is this still the Luo Qianqian they know? But after Zhang Fan took the soy milk, he took a sip of it leisurely. Not only did he not say thank you, he even complained, "It's not sweet enough."
¡°Are you seeking death or are you seeking death? It¡¯s great if the goddess buys you breakfast, but you still don¡¯t like this or that?
And Luo Qianqian did not behave evilly toward Zhang Fan yesterday. Instead, she nodded her head gently and said "hmm" softly.
The two people¡¯s performance clearly confirmed what Luo Qianqian wrote in yesterday¡¯s post that Zhang Fan was her male god. Suddenly, wailing sounds came from every corner of the classroom. All the boys were so unwilling. It had been three or four months since school started. How could they not talk about the goddess Qianqian in their sleep-talk after lights out? Almost every boy in the department had a sweet dream of taking the school beauty home, but today this dream was completely shattered.
Amidst all the shock, helplessness and reluctance, this Mazhi lesson started. The teacher on the podium was not very passionate about what he said, and basically followed the script. After all, this was a public class that everyone knew was useless. Apart from bringing breakfast to Zhang Fan, Luo Qianqian did not act any different from usual. She was still a beautiful girl who went to class quietly. However, when there were still ten minutes left before the end of get out of class, she secretly handed over a note It was stuffed under Zhang Fan's butt.
Zhang Fan picked it up in confusion and unfolded it, only to see it read: Master, Qianqian has been thinking about it for a whole night, in private, Qianqian will be your maid, okay? Otherwise, pets are fine too.
Zhang Fan scratched his head, feeling really helpless. Are you here to seek status? Forget it, just follow her. It seems to be a very honorable thing to have a Beijing University belle as a pet.
Seeing Zhang Fan nodded slightly, Luo Qianqian, who always showed a cold look, could not hide the smile on her face. She clenched her two small fists, lowered her head, and her pretty face turned into a beautiful pink color. .
"If Zhang Fan hadn't been in a public place now, he would have really wanted to ridicule her. It would be really weird for him to be so happy when he was a servant girl.
When get out of class was about to end, the broken cell phone in Zhang Fan¡¯s trouser pocket suddenly vibrated.
When I took it out, I saw that the text message was from Wei Qingrong. The content was very simple: Classmate Zhang Fan, my father asked me to act in a play with you, is that okay?
Acting? Zhang Fan thought about it for a moment and understood what was going on. He didn't expect that Wei Datong was still a shameless person. That's all. If he needed it, he could just act with his daughter. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)"If Zhang Fan hadn't been in public now, he would have really wanted to ridicule her. It would be really weird for her to be so happy when she was being used as a servant.
When get out of class was about to end, the broken cell phone in Zhang Fan¡¯s trouser pocket suddenly vibrated.
When I took it out, I saw that the text message was from Wei Qingrong. The content was very simple: Classmate Zhang Fan, my father asked me to act in a play with you, is that okay?
Acting? Zhang Fan thought about it for a moment and understood what was going on. He didn't expect that Wei Datong was still a shameless person. That's all. If he needed it, he could just act with his daughter. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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