As soon as the two walked out of the tea restaurant, He Tianran received a WeChat message from Xue Yong:
"Junior brother, can you find out anything?"
"Don't worry, Wen Liang told me personally that she fell in love with Zhang Zhifan a lifetime ago."
"Last life? What do you mean?"
He Tianran touched his chin, not knowing what to say.
The ringtone of this coming and going message also reached Wen Liang's ears. At this time, she was editing the selfie of the two of them just now. After hearing the sound, she raised her head and asked:
"I didn't send you a WeChat message...who is it?!"
"Can you stop looking at me like a cat looking at a mouse every time? It's scary...and I can't have other friends?"
The boy defended himself, and Wen Liang stopped and said, "Friend? Come on, tell me your name."
"...It's just a few pictures someone posted in the lsp group I joined. Are you sure you want to know?"
"..."
Although Wen Liang still looked confident, her gradually red ears betrayed her.
"Disgusting...Sizhai Steamed Goose Heart!"
After saying this, the girl walked away quickly as if she was disgusted. Then He Tianran took out his mobile phone and continued to report work to Xue Yong.
"It probably means past tense... Hahaha, the two of them should be fine at this stage anyway."
"That's good, that's good. By the way, junior brother, have you asked her why she was angry at noon? I see that Wen Liang has been depressed since she sat down with Zhang Zhifan."
Hiss, it seems that I forgot something just now. It turned out that I ignored the most critical question, but it's not easy to ask it now.
He Tianran thought for a while and replied:
"This is like the reverse scale of a dragon. I dare not touch it for the time being."
"I understand... Thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother! If you need any help, you must tell Senior Brother!"
Seeing this sentence, I thought of Wen Liang saying that he had no friends just now, and a long-buried thought started to come to mind. He really had a favor and needed Xue Yong's help...
"Brother, can you help me get someone's contact information?"
"Okay, who's contact information?"
"Cao Aiqing..."
"I'm sorry... I can do it, brother, I'll do the hard work as soon as I come up!"
"Have you finished reading it?"
Ahead, Wen Liang's shameful and angry roar came. She originally thought that He Tianran would catch up soon, but after waiting for a long time, she turned her head and found that this dead guy was chatting happily on his mobile phone!
It's just a few obscene pictures, why don't you think about it carefully and share your thoughts?
The girl couldn't help but be angry at him for not arguing, and scolded He Tianran for being blind!
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When the afternoon came, the mobile phone in He Tianran's bag was vibrating intermittently. He definitely didn't dare to ask Cao Aiqing for his contact information. In fact, he didn't even dare to ask Xue Yong to be a tool before he agreed. Considered this issue.
For a person like him, he can just bury this kind of thing silently in his heart, but now Xue Yong's way of dealing with feelings has stimulated him. If Xue Yong can lower his head and beg himself to do things, then why can't he make some breakthroughs?
What's more, courage is very easily influenced by others.
In fact, you can also ask Wenliang for help, but considering that she was in a bad mood today, and she also said that she should communicate with girls more, this time should be regarded as the first practice after being transformed.
But in practice, you don’t need to do it yourself. He Tianran has already made a plan. He will help Xue Yong to find out the information about Wen Liang. He will help him get Cao Aiqing’s contact information. On paper, he is a brother, but in fact he is a tool man. The principles of alchemy are equivalent. There is nothing wrong with this understanding of exchange.
"My friends around me don't have Cao Aiqing's contact information. How about I help you come in person after school?"
"You just want it? Are you sure others will give it to you?"
"Not necessarily...the main reason is that Cao Aiqing is too low-key in school and feels difficult to get in touch with."
It's over, He Tianran dares to guarantee that if a girl like Cao Aiqing follows the traditional strategy, the difficulty will be as high as five stars, and this plan will most likely fail.
"Have you ever heard of "rescuing the cats"?"
"Save the cat? What the hell?"
He Tianran made a "tsk" sound in his mouth and changed into a word that could be understood:
"...I mean, we may need a little routine, a little drama, a little horse-grabbing..."
"Oh, I understand. What you mean is that you want a "hero to save the beauty", right? OK, I'm good at this. I'll ask a few buddies to cooperate with you!"
"...Don't be so vulgar. Just wait a minute and I'll write a script and send it to you."
"???? And a script? Junior brother, you are a bit professional in this!"
"Just follow the script and wait."
While the teacher on the stage was not paying attention, He Tianran quietly put away his cell phone, took out a pen and paper to concentrate, and all the plots of encounters between men and women in his mind, whether they were movies or animations, came to mind one by one.
The tip of his pen scrolled rapidly. Wen Liang had told him that he would be a screenwriter in the future, and it seemed to be true at this moment. The young man who wanted to take the initiative for the first time began to plan everything carefully.
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As night falls in the city, the teaching building of Gangcheng Middle School is brightly lit.
Night self-study is a word that every high school student hates. The rule of Gangcheng Middle School is from 6:30 to 9:00 in the evening. It is not mandatory, but except for art and sports students like Wen Liang and Zhang Zhifan who have classes outside, or like Except for classmates like Xue Yong who were not saved, almost all of them stayed.
He Tianran stared at the incandescent lamp above his head, and then looked at the disc wall clock directly above the blackboard. The current time was 8:29, and as the seconds gradually moved to the 12 o'clock position——
"Click~"
The classroom, which was originally filled with lights, suddenly fell into darkness!
"Wow~"
The silent teaching building instantly erupted into a slightly excited roar. In modern civilization, only the power outage during evening self-study can make people feel excited.
Moreover, the school was alone in a power outage, but the city skyline outside the window was still brightly lit.
The classmates took out their mobile phones to light up the lights one after another, and so did Cao Aiqing. She was surprised that her deskmate beside her didn't seem to intend to light up the lights, and they didn't show much excitement, because most boys would encounter such a situation where they don't have to go to class. They will instantly revert to their ancestors and become apes, barking and making noises.
The teacher in the class scolded a few words, and the noisy classroom gradually became quiet. After discussing with several colleagues from other classes outside the door, he returned to the podium and said:
"Someone cut the school's fuse. This is extremely bad! Now all the senior students are gathering in the gymnasium!"
There was a wailing sound in the classroom. Even if it was only half an hour, the school had no intention of ending school early. The reason why I went to the gymnasium was because there was an emergency power supply and I could borrow light to read.
Sixteen classes in the senior year of Gangcheng Middle School came downstairs like this.
He Tianran did not choose to go with Cao Aiqing. Instead, he arrived at the gymnasium in advance. People came one after another. But once these students left the classroom, where could they study quietly? In addition, after all this coming and going, school will be over soon after everyone is gathered together, so this time naturally becomes the best time to chat and spank.
He Tianran was sitting in a corner of the auditorium, bored. Seeing that the time was approaching nine o'clock, his phone finally vibrated. It was a message from Ye Jiaqi.
"Where are you? The teacher said that you need to sign in. If you leave early, you will be considered absent from class. Our class is here at the basketball stand. Come and sign in with me."
As expected.
He Tianran stood up and walked slowly to the designated location. Almost half of his classmates had left, and the remaining people were queuing up to sign. Not far from the crowd, Cao Aiqing had an anxious look on his face.
The boy deliberately lined up at the end of the queue, and was naturally the last one to sign. After all this was done, he slowly walked forward and came to Cao Aiqing's side.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Cao Aiqing looked at his deskmate and said with a slight embarrassment: "I was hit by someone when I came here. My phone flew out. When I tried to pick it up, I couldn't find it."
"Two ways, either go back and find it, or report it to the teacher."
He Tianran suggested, and Cao Aiqing shook his head:
"Just now, a few friends helped me search for it but couldn't find it. The teacher also said that it would be better to wait for a call or during the day. School is almost over now, and I didn't want to trouble them, so I let them go first. "
"What about making phone calls?"
"I tried, but I can't get through."
Cao Aiqing looked depressed.
"Then try calling again. Don't worry, I'll help you find it. What's your phone number?"
He Tianran took out his mobile phone. Cao Aiqing didn't have much hope at first, but seeing his deskmate's calm appearance, the panic in his heart gradually calmed down.
"185..."
As a series of numbers were announced, the number was dialed, and a beeping sound came from the other end of the phone.
"pass."
He Tianran pressed the speakerphone, and the call time after the call was connected was already displayed on the phone interface.
Cao Aiqing's eyes lit up, but the person on the other end of the phone who was originally connected was speechless.
"Hello?"
He Tianran tried to say something, but still got no response...
Silence pervaded between the two of them,
"Teach...teach...classroom...classroom..."
Suddenly, a mute and unintelligible tone came from the mobile phone. After careful analysis, I found out what the other party said.
There was a power outage just to change the contact information of a female classmate.
This kind of thing can only be done by He Tianran, who is severely suffering from the second grade of middle school disease.
