"It was a childish laugh. I couldn't tell whether it was kindness or ridicule."
The moonlight has been very good these days. It is a kind of enjoyment to warm a pot of tea and read a book under the bright moonlight under the window.
Qianjie said so when he sent the book, and Wang Dong did the same.
Although Wang Dong doesn't like drinking tea or sitting under the window and reading like this, she actually prefers to lie on the bed and read, which is more comfortable.
In other words, she actually doesn't like reading very much.
The reason is a bit embarrassing. Due to the lack of memory in childhood, she cannot recognize some relatively rare and complicated words...
However, this was written by Qianjie.
Wang Dong has a good impression of Qianjie. Wang Dong doesn't know where this emotion comes from, but it does exist. Maybe it's the same-sex attraction between light-attribute martial spirits? Or is it the reason for the awkward feeling of "you are the only man who dared to hit me, and you successfully attracted my attention"?
Or is it the reason why she only dares to endure Zhou Yi silently and dares to speak out when others are in school?
She couldn't explain clearly, and Wang Dong didn't want to. She only knew that she was envious.
"What are you looking at?" A voice interrupted Wang Dong's thinking. It was her roommate and her teammate - the teammate she relied on to reach the finals.
She has short, moist chestnut hair, and a squirrel-patterned pajamas that is one size too big to cover her thighs, revealing her two big white legs. She is wearing slippers, and even the buttons are wrongly buttoned, with one long and one short collar exposed. Half of the collarbone has clear lines and a slightly undulating fat layer.
——The only people who can enter dormitory 108 without causing her resentment to Wang Dong are creatures of the same gender.
"Songzi, this is the boys' dormitory." Wang Dong raised his eyebrows. Even if it wasn't the boys' dormitory, dressing like this was a bit too tough.
"What are you afraid of? There are only two of us in this dormitory." The girl named Songzi laughed, "Is it possible that Dong'er, you are a real girl disguised as a boy and made a cognitive error, and you are embarrassed to see a beautiful girl?"
"There is someone else in this dormitory. He is really a man." Wang Dong raised his chin and motioned Songzi to look at the other bed. There were neat white beddings there, but no one had used them.
Just like the male and female dormitories are actually separated into separate buildings, Shrek will also prepare bedding for the students. There is no reason for them to save money here, and there is not much money.
Of course, students who are not satisfied can bring their own.
"He won't come back to the dormitory, what are you afraid of?" Songzi lay on Wang Dong's back, his posture was quite intimate, "Besides, if our information is correct, tomorrow's opponent should be this roommate we have never met. Bar?"
"Yes, that's him." Wang Dong rolled his eyes, but did not refuse, "He is very strong. He can beat me to the ground with my bare hands when I have activated my martial spirit. Don't be careless."
"We are geniuses with three lives of martial souls. We are such a small soul master that we can easily catch him."
Wang Dong couldn't see the expression on Song Zi's face, but he must be very smug, "Ah, yes, yes, you are a genius with the third martial soul. Can I see if you can use your third martial soul?"
The body lying on his back suddenly stiffened, "That's because the time has not come yet, and it's not yet time for us to show our Three Lives Martial Spirit."
Wang Dong stopped talking, just reopened the book and turned to the first page.
Of course it couldn't be the Sansheng Martial Spirit, it was just that Songzi kept yelling like that all day long.
Wang Dong was curious at the beginning and even asked the teacher, and he confirmed that there were only twin martial souls - one of them was not going to die soon, so he simply attached soul rings to both martial souls.
It is precisely because the situations are similar, one has no memory and the other has no time, that Wang Dong can accept this roommate without any obstacles - a roommate who is also a woman disguised as a man.
"You haven't answered me yet. What are you looking at?" Songzi's voice sounded again from behind.
"Dragon clan." Wang Dong's tone was erratic.
She was envious, envious of Qianjie's knowledge that was far beyond that of his peers. At least Wang Dong felt that no one in the entire class could match Qianjie's knowledge.
Knowledge is roughly equivalent to experience, which is memory, so she is envious - she only has a few years of memory.
For example, the book in your hand, even if it was copied according to Qianjie's words, you still need to read it and remember it before you can copy it, right?
"What did you say?" Songzi's chestnut head came up, really like a squirrel.
"The story of a genius soul master with no childhood memories and no idea of his origins, fighting against the evil dragons to save the world, but he needs to burn his memory to use his powerful strength."
There is no doubt that this book was altered during the copying process. Just do as the Romans do.
"What kind of ghost story is this? Is there anyone who doesn't have childhood memories?" Songzi was a little surprised.
"Yes, how can someone have no childhood memories and cannot remember their biological parents?" Wang Dong's tone became more and more erratic.
She really liked this story and the boy named Lu Mingfei in the book.
This seems to be tailor-made for her. Has she also lost her memory because of saving the world?
She likes to read books.
"Wouldn't it be nice if the person you like lives next door?" Wang Dong suddenly turned to the last page of the book again, and she suddenly smiled, very silly.
Qianjie actually lives in dormitory 107.
"The person you like lives next door? Why don't you live together?" Huo Yulin raised the book in his hand and asked Qianjie who was carving a soul guide a few meters away.
"That's a school. Is it okay for boys and girls to live together?" Qianjie turned around and replied in the midst of his busy schedule.
The brother and sister were in the laboratory of Xide in the Soul Guidance Department. Qianjie was busy rubbing the milk bottles. An extra supply of soul power at the critical moment meant victory. Although the cost of using milk bottles in battle was high, it was not unbearable.
Qianjie, who possesses abundant soul skills, can even ignore this price.
Huo Yulin was busy reading. It took him a month and a thousand eons to finally finish copying the book based on the few impressions he had.
"Then can we move out and live together?" Huo Yulin asked again, "Just like before we entered school."
"No, first of all, Shrek doesn't allow students to rent a house, and secondly, I'm a soul mentor, not a heavy metal forger." Qianjie didn't even look back.
"Why do the dragons there want to destroy the world at every turn?" The girl suddenly came behind Qianjie and quietly put her face next to Qianjie.
Feeling the warmth close at hand, Qianjie sighed, put down his work, and pulled the girl off his back.
Then he turned his head, looked seriously at the girl whose eyes were stained with purple, and said sincerely: "I know this matter is not over, but it's scary to suddenly change someone like this, sister."
"You're not afraid of me?" "Huo Yulin" looked at Qianjie strangely, "And you're not too surprised by my appearance?"
"What's the use of being afraid? I can't abandon the sister I've taken care of for a year?" Qianjie took a few steps back, "As for why there is no action, do you want to hear something good or bad?"
"Listen to everyone."
"A nice version: Tianmeng suddenly disappeared, and an inexplicable purple light appeared in the sea of spirits. Yulin never expressed worry, which shows that she knew that things in the sea of spirits would not pose a threat to her. I am my brother. There is no need to worry blindly;
"The ugly version: an inexplicable existence that makes the self-proclaimed million-year-old soul beast Tianmeng disappear. Everything Yulin and I do is in vain."
"Really?" "Huo Yulin" said noncommittally, "You said one thing wrong. First of all, I don't exist inexplicably, at least to you.
"You know my identity, and you will definitely know it."
She suddenly came closer, staring at Qianjie with her purple pupils, and the cold fragrance rushed into Qianjie's nostrils.
