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"Open the door."
Gu Xintong's voice sounded again, with a laziness in it.
what's the situation.
Zhao Guangli¡¯s expression was a little strange at the moment.
What's the situation now?
Why did this flower of the Oak Academy appear at the door of his dilapidated attic in the middle of the night?
Zhao Guangli and Gu Xintong, according to the information obtained so far, should be incomparable.
One is at the bottom of Oak Academy, a famous trash.
"The other one is the legendary flower of the high mountains, a genius and beautiful girl.
Zhao Guangli hesitated, relit the kerosene lamp, and then slowly opened the door to the hall.
The person who caught the eye was the slim girl, Gu Xintong.
In the darkness, she was not wearing the white uniform she wore in the afternoon, but a black pleated skirt and small leather shoes. The carved short sleeves on her upper body looked even more elegant.
Zhao Guangli looked at the girl in front of him. There was not much expression on his face, but more of indifference.
"So slow?" The girl raised her head slightly. Her cheeks were as warm as jade under the moonlight. The light feeling during the day was now worn away a lot: "Zhao Guangli?"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Hearing these words, it felt like Zhao Guangli and this Gu Xintong had known each other for a long time.
Gu Xintong did not wait for Zhao Guangli's answer. With a cold expression, she walked straight into the living room where Zhao Guangli was, followed by a quiet fragrance.
Zhao Guangli looked at Gu Xintong's back with a slightly dazed look in his eyes.
¡°What is the relationship between this guy and the original Zhao Guangli?
What attitude should I use to face this woman?
"Zhao Guangli, you have never used this brand of kerosene before." Gu Xintong's voice was as pleasant as an oriole's, and his originally cold expression now evoked a beautiful smile.
Zhao Guangli took a deep breath: "That's right."
In the darkness, the kerosene lamp swayed slightly in the space. The beautiful girl in front of her eyes gently wandered over Zhao Guangli's body, and she frowned slightly.
"What's the matter, are you nervous?"
Gu Xintong touched the gear buckle of the kerosene lamp nonchalantly.
Zhao Guangli shook his head: "No."
The cold girl nodded, and the distant moonlight was projected into the room.
Zhao Guangli is extremely nervous now.
He still didn¡¯t know what this woman named Gu Xintong was here to do, and Zhao Guangli didn¡¯t even know much about the world at the moment, so he had no ability to deal with this guy.
Zhao Guangli closed the door and held the kerosene lamp hanging above in his hand, feeling a warm feeling.
"how are things?"
Gu Xintong¡¯s expression was a little strange under the light.
"It's still ok."
There should be no problem with such an answer. After all, according to the information obtained so far, the original Zhao Guangli should be an introverted and autistic guy. Such an answer does not matter whether the relationship between the girl in front of him and the owner of the original body is far or close. , can all be passed round.
Gu Xintong's little leather shoes stepped lightly on the old wooden floor a few times, and the ground made a squeaking sound. A slight smile slowly appeared on the girl's face.
This smile is completely different from the indifferent look during the day.
??Is this the so-called Flower of the Oak College like this in private?
or?
Zhao Guangli had no way to determine anything.
"Gu Xintong." Zhao Guangli organized his words. Judging from the name the girl directly called him, he should be able to call her the same.
Gu Xintong nodded: "What's wrong?"
"This morning¡¡"
Gu Xintong gently twirled her short hair with her fingers, and there seemed to be a different meaning hidden in her cold smile: "What do you mean?"
"You know, I don't like dealing with situations like that."
¡°If I don¡¯t like something, it would be better if I say it directly.¡±
Zhao Guangli¡¯s experience as a top student for many years is very clear. In order to protect yourself, you must master the rhythm of communication.
This uninvited guest made Zhao Guangli a little surprisedUnexpectedly, too much information is missing, and it is easy to expose yourself.
It¡¯s better to take the initiative.
Zhao Guangli slowly sat down on the iron metal chair. He had also cleared away the files on the desktop.
"You seem to have offended that guy today."
After coughing, Zhao Guangli changed the topic.
"who?"
¡°George Impes.¡±
Zhao Guangli looked at the appearance of the girl in front of him and recalled the name of the student council president.
"Rejecting George Impes's handshake in public is a big or small incident, enough to sustain the conversation for a while.
"Oh, that guy."
Gu Xintong glanced at Zhao Guangli strangely, and she just shook her head: "That kind of guy is just trash."
"I never took that guy seriously."
The girl¡¯s voice was very low, and a cold feeling slowly emerged.
Zhao Guangli placed the kerosene lamp on the table and observed Gu Xintong's expression.
"Just a loser who is destined not to be able to survive the ceremony." Gu Xintong's voice was pleasant, but there was an obvious chill in her words.
Zhao Guangli remained calm, but his heart was surging.
what's the situation.
What is a ritual?
"His fighting spirit is very friendly." Zhao Guangli looked at Gu Xintong.
The girl slowly walked up to Zhao Guangli and turned slightly.
"Zhao Guangli."
"You're acting weird today."
Zhao Guangli¡¯s heart tightened, but his face was expressionless: ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±
"You should remember our plan." Gu Xintong's smile gradually faded, and her cold expression was like a deep whirlpool: "In a week, George Impes will hold a knight professional ceremony with the help of his family."
Zhao Guangli remained silent.
What is this guy talking about?
"Our goal is to create an extraordinary item in the ceremony."
Gu Xintong put her head close to Zhao Guangli: "So, George Impes is destined to die at his inauguration ceremony."
Zhao Guangli¡¯s hands and feet were completely cold at this moment.
This girl
Gu Xintong seemed to be integrated into the night.
Zhao Guangli coughed: "Of course I remember."
The girl's breath hit Zhao Guangli's face, and he became increasingly cautious.
What on earth was the original Zhao Guangli doing?
This woman is not an easy guy to get along with. Gu Xintong's eyes fell on Zhao Guangli's face. She slowly raised her head, and the pressure on Zhao Guangli was instantly relieved.
"How about you, how are you preparing for your ceremony?"
Zhao Guangli opened his eyes and looked at the ground, avoiding direct contact with Gu Xintong's eyes.
Zhao Guangli didn¡¯t know how to answer, so he didn¡¯t answer and just remained silent.
"Today, Harlan Bode did not report to Oak College." Gu Xintong tapped the metal table with her slender white fingers, her eyes as clear and moving as spring water.
"He should be dead."
"So, you have been cursed by the Lake Lady?"
"Right."
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