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Chapter 124 Thinking Time(2/2)

Give you a positive influence."

Li Changzhou told everything he knew about his sister and analyzed it in detail.

It's a pity that he himself is also a novice. First of all, he can't explain those superficial things clearly. Secondly, even if he does explain it clearly, it won't be of much use - he can achieve what he has today only through hard work and talent, without any theoretical knowledge.

Leaving Li Qianxia there to think alone, he flicked his sleeves, and the mobile phone hidden inside slipped into his palm - and he practiced unsheathing the Green Bee Sword at the same time.

On the forum, the pages are full of speculations about the ‘lord’.

Some people say that he has seven skills, some speculate that he has improved his 'intelligence' and 'charisma', and some think that he is a player who has exceeded his limits but can still use bus tickets.

After the morning class, the two of them stopped by Yang Qinglan to prepare for dinner.

"Brother!" Li Qianxia shouted with her cell phone, "Someone is confessing to Qinglan!"

"What?" Li Changzhou's face darkened and he quickened his pace.

By the time they arrived at Siming Building, the confession had ended, and Yang Qinglan was blooming like a black snow lotus under the eaves of the building.

"What's going on?" Li Changzhou took two or three steps up the steps and asked with a pout, looking around in all directions, ready to kill.

"It happens every three days." Yang Qinglan folded her arms and slung her bag on her thin shoulders, her attitude unconcerned.

"..." Li Changzhou was instantly discouraged.

How could a girl as beautiful as Yang Qinglan not be confessed to? It really happened every once in a while.

Even Li Changzhou himself, when he was a freshman, had just finished the first day of military training, and a dozen girls had already added him on WeChat and QQ.

"Rejected?" Li Qianxia asked Yang Qinglan with a look on her face.

"What else?" Yang Qinglan walked down the steps and walked toward the cafeteria, "I don't even know you, but you suddenly jumped out and confessed. I think they should learn from you."

The last sentence was said while looking at Li Changzhou.

"Learn from me?" A love strategy for accumulating food and slowly becoming king?

"Go see a doctor." Yang Qinglan said.

Li Changzhou felt that Yang Qinglan's poisonous tongue index had skyrocketed today.

But...like it.

"Qinglan, are you in a bad mood?" Li Qianxia noticed something.

"No, it's just that there are so many of these things, it's a bit annoying."

"I have a solution!"

"What can I do?" Yang Qinglan looked at Li Qianxia, ​​"Don't talk about being with your brother."

"Of course not! How can you two get together just because of something like this? There's no love at all!" Li Qianxia firmly denied it at first, and then changed the subject, "But!"

She paused and continued: "You can let him pretend to be your boyfriend, that's what the novels say."

Yang Qinglan did not reject it on the spot, but asked Li Changzhou: "What do you think?

"Okay, but you have to treat me to dinner."

Li Qianxia slapped her face...brother, can you be more successful? Do you really need this food?

Yang Qinglan smiled at her, as if to say - you have also seen your brother's attitude.

If practicing was not more important, Li Qianxia would like to read all her romance novels to Li Changzhou to enrich his knowledge!

While eating, she said: "Zheng Qing gave me the address of 'Goddess', 'Doctor', and a 'painter'. Should we go and have a look in the afternoon?"

"What does a painter do?" Li Changzhou asked.

"It is said that you can draw a person and match it with personal items, so that part of that person's soul can temporarily reside in the painting, and he can honestly answer some shameful questions." Li Qianxia read on her mobile phone.

"What is this used for? Torture? Or provide truth-telling services for couples?"

"I don't know." Li Qianxia shook her head and asked again, "Are you going in the afternoon?"
Chapter completed!
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