Probably because she had been called a loser for so long, she probably felt that she was the loser who knew nothing among others.

"In short, when others mention the Moon Watching Platform, they are respectful after all." Shen Wufeng left these last words. He stood up and stood with his hands behind his hands, standing by the Moon Watching Platform and looking down.

Luo Jiang stood up out of curiosity, but could only see the corner of a clear spring blocked by lush trees, reflecting a small pavilion by the lake.

She narrowed her eyes narrowly and gently pushed Shen Wufeng's arm with her elbow, "Let me guess, the pool is called Wangyue Pool and the pavilion is called Wangyue Pavilion, right?"

Luo Jiang originally thought that Shen Wufeng would show a surprised or stunned expression, but he just turned his head slightly and looked at him, his eyes were like a pool of water, and no matter how wind blew, he could not make a single ripple.

"Yes, if you are willing, every inch of land here can be a 'moon-watching'."

Luo Jiang swallowed back the teasing joke as soon as it reached her lips. She stared blankly at Shen Wufeng, and it was extremely quiet between their eyes. Luo Jiang could only hear her own heartbeat.

It was pounding and jumping faster and faster, as if it could jump out of my chest at any time.

Is this really what Zhuma would say to Qingmei?

It would be a bit far-fetched to even say that the brother meant something to his sister.

Luo Jiang breathed out slowly. She looked at Shen Wufeng and asked out of nowhere, "Why are my small prints everywhere? You don't have any interest in me, do you?"

When he saw the smile in Shen Wufeng's eyes again, Luo Jiang suddenly regretted saying what he wanted to say so rashly.

She was too anxious. Even if Shen Wufeng had a good impression of her, she was too anxious to ask such a question.

Before Shen Wufeng could answer, Luo Jiang waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously."

Her smile was really embarrassing. Seeing Shen Wufeng staring at her from beginning to end, Luo Jiang only felt more embarrassed. She coughed lightly and her eyes became more tangled.

Make you talk bad!

She wished she could strangle herself to death for not being able to keep her mouth shut.

"What if I say I mean it?"

"ah?"

Luo Jiang froze. She turned around, not even daring to look up at Shen Wufeng's face. She quietly raised her hand and pinched her wrist.

Isn't she dreaming? Shen Wufeng's favorability level has not been fully increased, so he is ready to confirm the relationship?

Seeing Luo Jiang's annoyed look, Shen Wufeng smiled softly, "I was joking too, don't take it seriously."

Luo Jiang couldn't tell whether she was disappointed or happy. She was relieved that she had managed to get through the test inexplicably.

If the progress was so fast in an instant, she would have to wonder if one of them, Yanchen or Jun Wanyao, had broken away from the game data and came here like her.

"I have to practice for a while longer. You can come back to me tomorrow." Shen Wufeng did not look at Luo Jiang again. The latter nodded, and his steps were empty when he left.

He just stood there until he felt that Luo Jiang was about to leave the platform, then he looked back at the girl's back, as if someone had drained her soul, and she was walking like a goose.

Shen Wufeng couldn't help laughing.

As soon as Luo Jiang left, the two disciples who should have left long ago suddenly appeared in front of Shen Wufeng. The two looked at each other and did not dare to speak first. They could only bow politely and call "Senior Brother Shen."

"Well done," Shen Wufeng nodded and handed two small porcelain bottles of mutton-fat jade to the two of them, "Take them and use them. If you practice hard, you will definitely be a blockbuster in the competition next year."

The two disciples were overjoyed, took the porcelain bottle and thanked Shen Wufeng, "If Senior Brother Shen is still useful to our place in the future, just ask."

Today they just accepted Shen Wufeng's instructions and waited here for Sang Jin'er. Shen Wufeng taught them what to say and how to say it.

The two of them thought that Shen Wufeng had been dissatisfied with Sang Jin'er for a long time, and it was hard to tell because of his status, so they were asked to tell Sang Jin'er here, and it was no longer important for them to speak.

Just now, when he saw Shen Wufeng's attitude towards Sang Jin'er, he almost thought it was a bad thing, but now it seems that it is a mistake.

It's just that Senior Brother Shen's thoughts are really a bit...

As soon as the disciple raised his head, he saw Shen Wufeng's slightly cold eyes. His scalp tightened and he found an excuse to leave together.

Shen Wufeng slowly walked down and sat in the pavilion, still holding half of the pastry that Luo Jiang had given him earlier, and felt that his palms were getting hot.

Wangyue, Wangyue, she was originally a beautiful girl from the sky, but she became what she is now after that incident. Except for Immortal Shui Qing, very few people knew that Sang Jin'er had a small name.

Others now called Sang Jin'er no longer respectful, and even frequently took offense to it, so he personally grabbed a viewing platform for Sang Jin'er.

At least Kunlun disciples always respect it when they mention Moon Watching Platform.

Shen Wufeng slightly closed his palms and smiled helplessly, "Xiao Sang."

…

Luo Jiang had buried herself under the quilt for almost ten minutes. She recalled Shen Wufeng's attitude and expression when he said those words, and she felt that he didn't seem to be joking.

[Do I have to leave after completing the guide?]

[Yes.]

Luo Jiang was silent for a long time. If she originally attacked Yanchen just to gain favor, she felt a little regretful after seeing Jun Wuyao's future.

Jun Wuyao's feelings for her were real, but he left Jun Wuyao just as soon as he said so, and he left Jun Wuyao in such a cruel way. If he knew the truth, he would probably hate himself.

And the scenes in the first two worlds will soon happen to her and Shen Wufeng.

Luo Jiang gently pinched the palm of his hand and felt a piece of wet sweat, [I don't think much about it.]

The system didn't seem to understand what she meant, and there was a hint of doubt in the cold mechanical voice, [Huh?]

[Didn’t you say that they are all data?] Luo Jiang felt depressed. She closed her eyes slightly and felt sad, [I don’t really want to conquer the game anymore.]

She always felt that she was now like those scumbags who played with other people's feelings. They could say anything to increase their favorability, and when they wanted to leave, they would leave without mercy.

They are left with decades of longing and sadness, and they don’t even know that they are just a string of data until they die.

[People have to look forward. They are indeed just a bunch of data. In Otome-oriented games, many male protagonists are designed too perfectly. If you were separated by a screen, wouldn't you want to try every different plot line?]

[You will be reluctant just because what you need to conquer is just a plot line, don’t get too involved.]

Luo Jiang sat up and leaned on the bedside and sighed, [I know, I just think that you are all a bunch of data, but it’s just you, it’s scary to be so calm sometimes.]

The system did not answer immediately. Just when Luo Jiang continued to think wildly, the system gave a cold sentence, "This is my program setting."


Chapter completed!