Volume 1: The Bridge Man Chapter 11 Strange Attack
He Ling was shocked when Qiao Ji took out a plate of steamed buns from his schoolbag .
I want to say something but I stop myself from saying it. After a little thought, I choose to give up.
But it looks clean and smells nice.
A small taste?
"You eat, I'll help you watch the teacher."
Qiao Ji's words undoubtedly made He Ling make the final decision. She leaned forward and glanced at the podium furtively like a meerkat.
Well, the teacher was sitting on the podium, dozing off with one hand propped up, but now he can move.
She picked up a small steamed bun, put it in her mouth, and bit down. The sweet and fragrant mixture of red bean paste was released in the hot steam.
"It's delicious. I like the red bean paste flavor." She said vaguely.
Qiao Ji actually remembered this; he had mentioned it in a casual chat before.
One, two, three. He Ling ate very quickly. She was indeed hungry.
It tastes good, but a bit dry, which makes me choke.
She patted her chest, trying to get through it quickly.
But at this moment, a bowl appeared in front of her, containing a bowl of hot porridge made of white rice and golden corn kernels.
Qiao Ji felt that teenagers must eat breakfast, especially since He Ling had delayed him to keep her promise to bring him a book.
So, he provided breakfast, and he had no shortage of food now.
He Ling looked at the bowl of corn porridge that Qiao Ji took out, then looked at his face, and then looked at Qiao Ji's schoolbag.
“Ahem…”
He Ling choked.
Forget about the steamed buns, but how did you bring in a bowl of hot porridge in your schoolbag?
It’s served in a porcelain bowl.
I totally don’t understand!
She looked at Qiao Ji in surprise, but Qiao Ji said, "Never mind, eat quickly, the head teacher will be walking around soon."
"Yeah." She nodded blankly.
Qiao Ji is right.
He Ling stood up her textbook to serve as a cover, and then ate like a hamster.
Qiao Ji told her not to worry about it, so she didn't care. Even if Qiao Ji took out a hot pot from his schoolbag in the future, she wouldn't ask!
Hiss—is there really a hot pot in his schoolbag?
He Ling was very suspicious.
If they cooked hot pot in the back row of the classroom, wouldn’t the head teacher be furious?
He really loves to lose his temper.
The rich, fragrant and smooth hot porridge and the small steamed buns stuffed with red bean paste filled the sour stomach, and the satisfaction of a full stomach blended together with the mood.
He Ling couldn't help but stare at Qiao Ji again.
Qiao Ji was helping her keep watch, his back straight, his eyes fixed in the direction of the podium, looking reliable.
But Qiao Ji felt that someone was staring at him, and it was not He Ling. That gaze seemed to materialize.
He quickly locked onto the suspect and with a quick glance, he found Zhang Chenyu standing at the back door, staring at him without blinking.
It seems like this male classmate and I have nothing in common?
Zhang Chenyu was promoted from the junior high school of this school. Like He Ling, Qiao Ji learned this news from other classmates' gossip. Qiao Ji was from another junior high school.
But he and Zhang Chenyu had never spoken to each other, but yesterday he borrowed the book "The Magic Eye Detective" that Qiao Ji had finished reading from He Ling.
He wants to discuss the plot with himself?
Then just come directly, are you shy?
Hey hey hey, why are boys nowadays so thin-skinned?
Qiao Ji felt inexplicably irritated, and the light in his sight dimmed several degrees, as if he was shrouded in an inexplicable fog.
Suddenly, he found that the whole world was moving away from him and time was slowing down infinitely.
He suddenly entered his own memory space.
But why? I don't have the ability to activate it?
Qiao was extremely puzzled.
At this moment, in his memory space, countless memory fragments were like dust rings outside the stars, surrounding a large white ball of light.
This had never happened before. Before, there were only memory fragments in his memory space, but no white light ball.
The white light ball was very conspicuous and occupied the C position, but another thing also caught Qiao Ji's attention.
It was wisps of colorful, dreamy mist that extended from the boundless darkness, slowly wriggling, and was about to touch the fragments of his memory.
Qiao Ji subconsciously felt disgusted with this colorful mist.
"Get out!"
Memory space, or spiritual space, Qiao Ji can dominate here.
For example, he could turn his memory fragments into a book of memory, or into a memory scroll, a memory stele, a memory phone, a memory computer, a memory tablet, etc. He decides everything here.
And now, a white ball of light and colorful mist suddenly appeared here. The white ball of light gave Qiao Ji a feeling of almost non-existence, while the colorful mist made him feel uncomfortable and he subconsciously rejected it.
An inexplicable force turned into a strong wind, blowing the colorful mist into darkness.
And the white ball of light also reacted.
[Ding! The Super Cosplay System is here to serve you wholeheartedly. Are you sure you want to uninstall the system? ]
Ah no no no, I didn't say anything about you, I told it to go away.
Looking at the dialog box that popped out from the white light ball, Qiao Ji realized that it was actually the system.
The system is a big white ball of light?
It seems quite reasonable.
Since it was a system, Qiao Ji didn't doubt it too much. After all, his props were all given by the system.
He exited this space, but as soon as he exited he felt his stomach rebelling and a feeling of hunger spread throughout his body.
In the past, when Qiao Ji activated his ability, it was only because he felt hungry after staying for a long time, and the degree of hunger was proportional to the length of time he stayed.
But this time, he only stayed for a short while. Why did he feel such a strong sense of hunger?
This is not normal.
Is there something wrong with the colorful mist before?
Qiao Ji immediately looked at Zhang Chenyu, but the other party was reading a book with his head down?
Isn't it him?
So, is it because of the system?
'System, do I see that your main body consumes more energy?'
[Ding! The system only accepts soul recharge. ]
Some of the system's answers are irrelevant to the question.
Qiao Ji was about to rephrase his words, but his stomach growled suddenly, interrupting him.
I’m hungry. I want to eat.
He Ling looked up in surprise.
Qiao Ji, did he leave his breakfast for me? She thought subconsciously.
After all, people who have eaten breakfast wouldn't be hungry again before the end of a class, right? So, there is only one truth -
Qiao Ji is a good person.
He gave me his breakfast and had nothing to eat himself.
Looking at the four small steamed buns with red bean paste filling left on the plate, He Ling felt a little apologetic and embarrassed.
"Well, you eat it."
"No need." Qiao Ji refused.
There are plenty of them in my training ground.
"No!" He Ling was uncharacteristically tough, "You already have anemia, how can you skip breakfast? Besides, I can't eat that much."
She picked up a small steamed bun and put it to Qiao Ji's mouth, "Eat it quickly."
She still remembered that she was anemic, and Qiao Ji felt warm in his heart, but that was not real anemia.
…
Zhang Chenyu felt as if he had been punched on the head, and his head was buzzing.
He was secretly looking at He Ling before, and Qiao Ji, who was sitting upright next to him, seemed particularly eye-catching, but for some reason, a cloud of mist appeared above Qiao Ji's head, which attracted him.
He seemed to fly over and turned into light smoke, but also seemed to be punched back by someone.
He lowered his head and was dazed, and it took him a while to recover.
What's wrong with me?
Zhang Chenyu was also confused. Was that an out-of-body experience? Did I awaken some special ability?
The awakening of special powers usually occurs when there is a major emotional change, but some studies also say that the probability of awakening during adolescence is higher.
Am I also a one in a thousand person with special abilities?
He thought so, then turned to look at He Ling out of habit.
Then he saw He Ling feeding food to Qiao Ji, and the two of them were very close.
At that moment, it seemed like something broke.
