Chapter 69: 69th

Yi Jiamu had not yet walked downstairs to the administrative office building, and he saw Wu Qingji waiting there. +++ Popular Danmei novels: www.sto123.cc
Unsurprisingly, he hadn't waited for him to speak, and Wu Qingji caught him just nagging: "You say you, public abilities are public abilities, do you have to be so high-profile (dry gan)? Do you know? , Since yesterday, my communicator has not been quiet, all of them are people who asked about your abilities. Little ancestors, if you really have a public need, anyway, please tell me in advance, let me have some thought preparation Right!"
Yi Jiamu blinked slowly, and (lu) made a smile: "I'm sorry, but something happened suddenly, and I've troubled Uncle Wu."
He looks obedient, especially gentle and soft, just a word of effort, and immediately makes Wu Qingji not nag anymore.
Wu Qingji rubbed the acupuncture points on his brain helplessly: "Forget it, it's important to go and register! It's true, you need to cooperate with a whole body examination in a few days. After all, you are also an awakening in patients with apraxia The first case of power, the guys at the power research institute will stare at you as soon as they know the news, and they can’t stop it! It’s time to sell me a face and help cooperate, otherwise the academic lunatics will become more real. , It's really endless!"
Yi Jiamu puzzled: "What check?"
Wu Qingji said: "At most, there are some items related to the power value? I don't know very well, but rest assured, I will be there at the time and will accompany you throughout the journey."
Yi Jiamu didn't ask much after hearing the words, and nodded: "Okay."
The ability information registration is fairly fast.
Responsible (cao cao) is the desire to deal with the reported incident before. After all the procedures are completed, the sight of Yi Jiamu is inevitably a little complicated: "Okay, now you have fully entered your powers and abilities. Because it is the ability of the passive department, so the colleges and majors where they are located do not need to continue to be transferred, they can remain as they are, and the subsequent courses will continue to follow the original class."
Yi Jiamu nodded: "Okay, thank you teacher."
After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't help but told two sentences: "If someone later contacts you privately about the post-graduation department, if you are unsure, you can let those people contact the school first. The school has dealt with a lot of things in this respect, so that you can check things for you."
Yi Jiamu: "?"
Wu Qingji saw that Yi Jiamu didn't seem to understand very well, and took over the words: "In short, you can write down Mumu, and you will understand it later. But you don't have to ask the school, just ask me directly. In this regard, I Many people are more professional than the school."
"..." Yu Sheng's mouth twitched, and he still refrained from the man's act of demolishing the station in person, and issued a guest order. "In short, just like today, you can go back."
Yi Jiamu followed Wu Qingji downstairs. After witnessing him leave, he went to the dormitory building.
The tree-lined road in the school seemed stable and demure, and you could feel the occasional sight from around.
Although Yi Jiamu was a little strange about this inexplicable attention, he didn't care too much.
Until... he had nothing to do and took out the fan column of the school network that logged into the terminal, and saw a new entrance in the forum: [Night curtain cp fan area].
It is a plate that has not been seen before.
Yi Jiamu's eyes turned around the name of this new cp combination, and then glanced down slightly.
When he glanced at the words "Gu Yesheng x Yi Jiamu", his steps suddenly stopped.
Yi Jiamu: "..."
I seem to know where the strange feeling comes from.
After hesitating for a moment, his fingers shook slightly, and he clicked into the column.
Because it is a new section, there is not much content in it. There are only five short posts, lying there alone to decorate the facade.
Look at the poster, or from the same person.
Yi Jiamu silently remembered the author's name: Sang Zhi too late.
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As soon as he returned to the dormitory, Yi Jiamu was warmly welcomed by his roommates before he could enter the door.
He casually threw the empty backpack on the table, slowly lowered his head and changed his shoes, and finally remembered and asked, "North and North, what do you mean by the message you sent me in front?"
The smiles on Sang Bei's face are somewhat hidden, and the expression is meaningful: "You have been playing these two days, shouldn't you have time to watch the school forum?"
Yi Jiamu replied: "Oh, if you are referring to the newly established fan zone, you have already seen it on the way back."
Sang Bei looked forward: "What do you think?"
Yi Jiamu thought about it and answered frankly: "I don't know who opened it, it's a bit boring."
"Why, don't you like seeing the same humanities?" Sang Bei felt the enthusiasm seemed to be suddenly wiped out by the oncoming basin of cold water. "Your relationship with the night seems to be developing very well. Isn’t it a good thing for more people to recognize?"
"Is the relationship good or bad? It's a matter of two people. Other people's approval seems to have nothing to do with me." Yi Jiamu packed his things and looked up at him. "And I feel that my fellow human beings are awkward. I feel weird. If you see your name in the article, you will feel..."
I feel like I can't stand it anymore, after all...too ridiculous.
Yi Jiamu said this, but simply imagined the various bridge sections where he and Gu Yesheng's fancy play suddenly appeared on his face, and he couldn't help covering it with his hands.
Compared to watching other people's colleagues, looking at the impact of their names (sexuality), is it really too (strong qiang), right?
Sang Bei saw Yi Jiamu chatting and suddenly flushed, and also felt confused.
He did indeed spend a lot of effort to establish this area, but now he doesn’t seem to like the client’s deity. After hesitating for a while, he still gritted his teeth and decided: "Well, since you said so, I will go back. Contact the administrator to cancel this section!"
Yi Jiamu Gang took his thoughts back from his own association with someone, and he couldn't help but stunned.
Immediately afterwards, I finally realized: "You are, it is not too late for Sang?"
Sang Bei surprised: "How do you know!"
Yi Jiamu: "........."
Yi Jiamu thought about it, and still did not let Sang Bei's efforts go to an end: "Forget it, leave it open if you like, it's not a big deal."
In this kind of thing, he is still more casual. After all, such things as cp, everyone has the freedom to nibble. As for himself, if he is embarrassed to look at it, then he will not click in.
Sangbei only burst into tears at Yi Jiamu's profound and incisive move: "Mumu, from now on I will be your most faithful big fan of night cp! You will also be happy forever!"
"You don't need to talk about this..." Yi Jiamu thought for a while and said, "If there is any real thanks, is there a classic fan who blames cp? Send me a little more!"
Sangbei Petrochemical: "?????"
Still nibbling? !
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After returning to school and spending a comfortable day, Yi Jiamu looked at the new novel provided by Sang Bei with satisfaction.
Xu Yi didn't know what happened, and suddenly a whim sent him a message with a social account: [Mu Mu, what about (gan)? 】
Yi Jiamu has nothing to hide from him: [I'm reading a novel. 】
Although Xu Yi knew Yi Jiamu's former colleagues who looked at God's blame, he never expected that he was still keen and deeply admired. He suddenly felt that the false rumors I saw in the Bagua Group today were really nothing. .
He had intercepted the chat records in the group and wanted to tease Yi Jiamu, but now he has a strong interest in the novels that Yi Jiamu reads: [What content do you read, tell me to listen? 】
Yi Jiamu rarely met an insider who could communicate, and the two of them chatted about you.
At the end of the chat, even Xu Yi was inevitably attracted to: [It seems very interesting? How did you get these, and send me a look? 】
Yi Jiamu: [Wait a moment, I will sort it out and send it to you. 】
Xu Yi: [Slowly, I'm not in a hurry. 】
Yi Jiamu archived the links with humanities that he thought were good-looking, and then very intimately remarked several books mentioned in the chat process. Although Xu Yi didn't make it clear, most of Yi Jiamu's communication process (Mo) touched some of the other party's preferences. In the end, he did not forget to select a few articles from the original novel, and finally completed the packaging.
After carefully changing the title of the document to "Favorite", Yi Jiamu expressed a smile with satisfaction.
Seeing that the communicator popped up a window again, he only thought that Xu Yi was anxious, and did not read the content of the message.
After a while, the document transfer is complete.
Yi Jiamu reopened the chat window: [Senior, let’s do this first. If I think it’s not enough, I will send it to you next time. 】
A moment later, Xu Yi sent a series of question marks: [Did you send me just now? 】
Yi Jiamu: [Sent successfully, did not receive it? 】
He flipped the chat log up in disbelief. As a result, he didn't find the transfer log.
Where did it go?
At this time, Yi Jiamu suddenly realized something.
His fingertips on the communicator gave a slight pause, and he quickly exited the chat box with Xu Yi and glanced down.
Just saw the social id below clearly.
Open the hesitating location, you can see the file transmission prompt in the latest news record.
Further up, it was Gu Yesheng who sent the message: [Child, are you doing (gan)? 】
Obviously, it was the message that popped up on the standby screen when he finished finishing the document.
And now, the other party has completely received all the fan links he packed.
Yi Jiamu even subtly cracked the surface of Taishan before his (color) unchanged face.
Just when he froze for a long time, a message suddenly appeared in the chat box that had been stagnant: [Originally, is this the cp you are nibbling? 】
You can imagine each other's expressions across the screen.
Yi Jiamu's hand holding the communicator shook slightly, and then slowly pressed the power button to complete the shutdown (cao cao).
The entire screen has been completely dark since then.
Yi Jiamu glanced down at the communicator making sure that he could no longer make any sound. He fell directly into the bed and buried his head deeply into the pillow.
I always felt that the house collapsed...