I have a cos system

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He Ling expressed shock when Qiao Ji took out a plate of steamed buns from his schoolbag.

I want to speak but stop, stop speaking but want to, think about it for a while and choose to give up.

But it looks pretty clean and smells pretty good.

A small taste?

"You eat, I'll help you watch the teacher."

Qiao Ji's words undoubtedly made He Ling make up her mind. She leaned up and glanced at the podium furtively like a meerkat.

Well, Laoban is sitting on the podium, dozing off with one hand on his hand, but he can move.

She picked up a small piece of steamed bun, put it in her mouth, and bit it, releasing the sweetness of the bean paste mixed with the heat.

"It's delicious. I like the bean paste flavor." She said vaguely.

Qiao Ji did remember saying this in a casual chat before.

One, two, three, He Ling ate very quickly, she was indeed hungry.

But it was delicious, but it was a bit dry and made me choke.

She patted her chest, trying to get down quickly.

But at this moment, a bowl appeared in front of her. Inside was a bowl of hot porridge made from white rice and golden corn kernels.

Qiao Ji felt that teenagers had to eat breakfast, especially because He Ling delayed her time in order to keep her promise and bring herself a book.

So, he provided breakfast and he had no shortage of food now.

He Ling looked at the bowl of polenta that Qiao Ji took out, then at his face, and then at Qiao Ji's schoolbag.

"Cough cough cough——"

He Ling choked.

Forget the steamed buns, how did you bring in a bowl of hot porridge in your schoolbag?

Still served in a porcelain bowl.

I can't understand it at all!

She looked at Qiao Ji in surprise, but Qiao Ji said: "Don't worry about it, eat quickly, the head teacher will be gone soon."

"Yeah." She nodded blankly.

Qiao Ji is right.

He Ling set up the textbook to serve as a shelter, and then ate like a hamster.

Qiao Ji told her to leave it alone, so she wouldn't ask even if Qiao Ji took out a hot pot from his schoolbag in the future!

Hiss - he doesn't really have a hot pot in his schoolbag, does he?

He Ling was very suspicious.

If they cooked hot pot in the back of the classroom, wouldn’t the head teacher be mad?

He likes to lose his temper.

The thick and fragrant hot porridge and the steamed buns stuffed with bean paste fill the soreness of the stomach, blending the feeling of fullness with the mood.

He Ling couldn't help but stare at Qiao Ji again.

Qiao Ji was helping her stand guard, with his back straight and his eyes focused on the direction of the podium, looking reliable.

But Qiao Ji felt like someone was staring at him, it wasn't He Ling. The gaze seemed to have materialized.

He quickly locked onto the suspect, and with a quick glance, he found Zhang Chenyu staring at him unblinkingly by the back door.

This male classmate and I don’t seem to have anything in common, right?

Zhang Chenyu was promoted from the junior high school of this school. Like He Ling, Qiao Ji learned this news from other students' chats, and Qiao Ji was from another school.

But he and Zhang Chenyu had never spoken, but yesterday he borrowed the "Magic Eye Detective" that Qiao Ji had read from He Ling.

He wants to communicate with himself about the plot?

Then come directly. Are you shy?

Hey hey hey, why are boys nowadays so thin-skinned?

Qiao Ji felt inexplicably agitated, and the light in his vision dimmed a few degrees, as if there was an inexplicable fog shrouding it.

Suddenly, he found that the entire world was moving away from him, and time slowed down infinitely.

He suddenly entered his own memory space.

But why? I don't have the ability to activate?

Joe was extremely puzzled.

At this time, in his memory space, countless memory fragments were like dust rings outside the stars, surrounding a large white ball of light.

This has never happened before. In the past, there were only memory fragments in his memory space, but there were no white light balls.

The white ball of light was very conspicuous, occupying the C position, but something else also caught Qiao Ji's attention.

It was wisps of colorful, dreamlike mist, extending from the boundless darkness, slowly squirming, and was about to touch the fragments of his memory.

Qiao Ji subconsciously felt disgusted with this colored mist.

"Get out of here!"

Qiao Ji can dominate the memory space, or spiritual space.

For example, it is possible to turn your memory fragments into a memory book, memory scroll, memory tablet, memory mobile phone, memory computer, memory tablet, etc. He decides everything here.

But now, a white ball of light and colored fog suddenly appeared here. The white ball of light gave Qiao Ji a feeling of almost non-existence, but the colored fog made him feel uncomfortable and subconsciously repelled.

The inexplicable power turned into a strong wind, blowing the colored mist into the darkness.

And the white ball of light also reacted.

【Ding! Super cosplay system is here to serve you wholeheartedly. Are you sure to uninstall the system? 】

Ah no no no, I didn't tell you, I told you to go away.

Looking at the dialog box protruding from the white light ball, Qiao Ji realized that it was actually a system.

The system is a big white ball of light?

It seems quite reasonable.

Since it was the system, Qiao Ji didn't have any doubts. 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 sense of hunger spread throughout his body.

In the past, Qiao Ji would activate his abilities because he would get hungry after staying for a relatively long time. The degree of hunger was directly proportional to the length of stay.

But this time, he only stayed for a short while, how could he feel such a strong hunger?

This is not normal.

Is there something wrong with the colorful mist before?

Qiao Ji immediately looked at Zhang Chenyu, but he was reading with his head down at the moment?

Isn't it him?

So, is it because of the system?

‘System, I see that your body consumes more energy? ’

【Ding! The system only accepts soul recharge. 】

Some of the system's answers don't answer the questions asked.

Qiao Ji was about to rephrase his words, but a grumbling sound from his stomach interrupted him.

Hungry, hungry, hungry.

He Ling looked up in shock.

Qiao Ji, did he leave his breakfast for me? She thought subconsciously.

After all, people who have had breakfast won’t be hungry again before the end of a class, right? Therefore, there is only one truth——

Qiao Ji is a good person.

He gave me breakfast, but he didn't get to eat it.

Looking at the four bean paste-filled steamed buns left on the plate, He Ling felt a little apologetic and shy.

"Well, you can eat it."

"No need." Qiao Ji refused.

There are a lot of them in my training ground.

"No!" He Ling was uncharacteristically tough, "You are already anemic, how could you skip breakfast. Besides, I can't eat so much."

She picked up a small steamed bun and brought it to Qiao Ji's mouth, "Eat it quickly."

She still remembered that she was anemic, and Qiao Ji felt warm in her heart, but it was not really anemia.

…

Zhang Chenyu felt as if someone had punched him in the head, and his head was buzzing.

He had been peeking at He Ling before, and the upright Qiao Ji sitting next to him was particularly eye-catching, but for some reason, a cloud of mist appeared above Qiao Ji, which attracted him.

He seemed to fly past and turned into smoke, but then seemed to be punched back.

He lowered his hair and covered his head, and could not relax for a while.

What's wrong with me?

Zhang Chenyu was also very confused. Was it an out-of-body experience just now? Have I awakened some supernatural power?

Awakening of superpowers usually occurs due to dramatic changes in mood, but some research says that the probability of awakening is higher during adolescence.

Am I also one of the rare superpowers?

He thought this, and then turned to look at He Ling out of habit.

Then he saw He Ling feeding Qiao Ji food, and the two were very close.

At that moment, something seemed to break.