Invade the World

  Chapter 65 A Different Morning

  After making a fuss in the morning, the two of them ate breakfast as usual and set off for school.

  The time to go out was later than usual, but it was still within the allowable range.

  Xu Xiangyang and Lin Xingjie walked side by side on the road leading to the Fifteenth Middle School.

  The two opposing streets are crowded with people, shops, and very lively; in the middle is one of the most prosperous roads in the entire city center.

  Some of the students in Fifteenth Middle School live nearby or come from the nearest station, so both of them can see high school students wearing blue and white school uniform jackets or white summer shirts along the way.

  Some gangs were walking while talking loudly and laughing, some were sitting at the roadside breakfast stall and gobbled up with their heads stuffed, and some were shaking their heads and changing their minds on the side of the road with books.

  From time to time, there will be riders on motorcycles passing by quickly. At such times, ordinary high school students are easily attracted to look away.

  Especially those motorcycles with exaggerated shapes and handsome airflow lines can attract the envy of a bunch of young people.

  Xu Xiangyang, who is devoted to learning, just treats it as invisible, but his eyes still can't stop drifting in that direction.

  "This one is a little handsome..."

  He couldn't help muttering

"Yes?"

Lin Xingjie next to    followed, saw the motorcycle parked on the roadside, and responded casually.

   "It looks almost the same as the one next to it."

   "It's not the same at all, good or not."

  She doesn't seem to understand this kind of thing.

  ……

  However, what Xu Xiangyang might not even notice is that he and Lin Xingjie standing at the intersection are also the focus of the crowd.

Even if you can’t see the girl’s beautiful face at a distance, Lin Xingjie’s long straight black hair and model-like slender figure are really eye-catching. Not only the students on the way to school, but also the passers-by and riders passing by on the road. Can't help but take a few glances.

  When the two of them were standing on the side of the road waiting for a traffic light, Xu Xiangyang suddenly noticed that the girl next to him had rice on her mouth, so he whispered:

   "Look at you, there is still rice on your mouth that hasn't been wiped clean."

  "……"

  Lin Xingjie wiped her face, but did not touch it. She pulled the boy’s sleeve naturally with her attitude:

   "You wipe it for me."

"Oh."

  Xu Xiangyang didn't think there was anything wrong, his fingertips touched the smooth and tender face, and the faint hair flicked across his hand.

  When he helped the girl to remove the rice grain, Xu Xiangyang suddenly remembered something.

  "Xingjie, you asked me a lot of questions this morning, so I should ask you instead."

"OK."

   Lin Xingjie replied very refreshingly.

  "Just ask if you have any questions. I'm not like you. I always speak straightforwardly."

  She seems to be still brooding about what happened in the morning.

  You are such a strange talent. Xu Xiangyang slandered and continued:

   "What did my sister ask you last night?"

   "Oh, this matter," the girl clapped her hands and suddenly realized, "I remember, I wanted to tell you when I went back last night, but I forgot."

  "Looking at your expression, it seems that nothing happened?"

   "Yes, I thought I was going to be exposed," Lin Xingjie sighed, "I even wondered if Sister Lian would be a member of the government agency in ‘that field’ as you mentioned, for a while."

  Xu Xiangyang listened silently, without speaking. In fact, he had the same conjecture deep in his heart, but he had never dared to ask.

   "...not the result?"

   "Yes." The girl nodded, looking at the opposite side of the zebra crossing, "Sister Lian seems to have only noticed something wrong, and intends to ask the truth from my side."

   "What did you answer?"

"have no idea."

"……what?"

   "I mean, as long as it is a question related to supernatural phenomena, I don't know if I have answered them all."

"Your attitude is very similar to the kind of suspect in the criminal investigation drama who was caught in the bureau, and was stubborn and arrogant in the face of the police uncle's inquiries." Xu Xiangyang vomited, "The next thing should be. I regret not the original link in the face of iron proof."

"I do have a lot of things I don't know..." The girl gave a natural expression, "I still want others to tell me. Besides, if there is really evidence, I will definitely tell the truth; but if I just stay in' Doubt's level, even if I really say it, others might not believe it, right?"

  Xu Xiangyang nodded in agreement this time.

  It’s not because he “forgets sister when he has friends”. Communication requires a standpoint, which is a very simple reason.

  If you want them to explain the situation honestly, you must first confirm whether the other party’s level of knowledge on this issue is on the same level as yourself

  He does not intend to hide it, but if the other party is someone who knows nothing about haunted houses, ghosts, or possessors, the result will only be the same.

  As Lin Xingjie said, their experience over the past month can only be described as unbelievable. Even if they tell all the truth, they may not be able to win people's trust.

   "Ah, yes, I suddenly thought of something."

  At this time, the green light in front finally lit up. The impatient crowd on the side of the road rushed towards the other side, and the two of them walked forward together.

  Lin Xingjie grabbed Xiangyang’s arm to prevent the two from being scattered, and said:

  "Will today...not have to go to class?"

"what?"

  "You think, something like that happened, a weird suspected lunatic broke into the school, and the classroom was completely destroyed by Xiao An. Aside from other things, where are the people in our class going to school later?"

   "If you really don't have to go to class, someone should inform you." Xu Xiangyang thought for a while, and replied, "And you all come to school on the road. Anyway, just take a look."

  ……

  As soon as he arrived at his destination, Xu Xiangyang saw a group of people crowding at the gate of No.15 Middle School from a distance.

  This scene is obviously extraordinary.

  In the past, the crowded scenes during the school and school days were also quite spectacular, but it would not be like the present situation where everyone was surrounded by the door, like the market opened.

   "What's wrong? Is it really the school gate is not open?"

  Xu Xiangyang and Lin Xingjie looked at each other.

  The girl with long hair showed joy on her face, which seemed to be thinking of the possibility of a holiday today.

  But she didn't have time to be happy for too long.

  I saw a slightly fattened, mature-looking boy squeezing out of the crowd out of breath, seeing the two of them standing outside the circle, and hurriedly waved at them.

   "You are here!"

   "Is there a situation?"

  Xu Xiangyang asked directly.

   "Can school enter?"

   "Yes, it's just that someone is making trouble in front, so you have to squeeze in."

"Why?"

   "Why can't it be what happened last night!"

  Wang Yue patted his head somewhat annoyed.

   “Some parents of students asked the school to suspend classes, and they were still yelling over there. Now the school gate is crowded with parents who are concerned about the specific situation, and there are students watching the excitement...”

"The results of it?"

  The girl next to her could not wait to ask.

   "Stop or non-stop?"

  Wang Yue glanced at Lin Xingjie, still a little afraid to open his eyes to look at her, and replied to Xu Xiangyang:

   "Uh, the school said that we have to discuss it again."

  The two looked at each other.

   Lin Xingjie’s shoulders suddenly collapsed.

   "It seems that I still have to..."

   "Yes, I see people from other grades and classes have entered."

   "What about our class?" Xu Xiangyang asked, "I remember when I left last night, the classroom in Class 1 was in a mess..."

  "The second-year liberal arts students are currently tentatively taking classes in a lecture theatre, and the courses will be arranged together."

  At this time, the class bell rang, which means that early self-study has begun.

  Wang Yue waved to them.

   "You guys go quickly."

"how about you?"

   Upon hearing this question, classmate Wang Yue burst into tears.

   "The parent of the school who took the lead in making trouble is my mother..."

  Xu Xiangyang was amused, and patted him on the shoulder uncontrollably.

   "Take care."

  Even Lin Xingjie didn’t forget to say one more when he passed by:

   "I hope Auntie can come on."

  *

  The two first went to the second floor of the teaching building where the class was originally held.

  Just as they walked up the stairs, they discovered that there were a pile of paint buckets and brackets outside the classroom of Class One, and a few people in blue clothes, all from the construction team.

  The other four classes on this floor have all gone to the amphitheater for the time being, and they are empty everywhere.

  Several classmates who came early have helped lift all the desks out of the classroom and pile them on the side of the corridor so that the students from class one can come back and claim them.

  The scene was noisy for a while, and complaints continued. No one dared to speak until the gloomy head teacher came over and shouted a few words.

  Xu Xiangyang and Lin Xingjie found their desk, put all the books and stationery that could fit into the opening of the schoolbag into the bag, and the rest could only be carried away.

When    was about to walk to the edge of the lecture hall, he saw a tall and thin male teacher wearing glasses and being surrounded by a group of students.

  Xu Xiangyang recognized that it was the Chinese teacher in Class 5.

  The same as the head teacher of the liberal arts class, compared to his own, the male teacher surnamed Yang has a much better temper, and can often get along with the students in the class.

  Different teachers and students have different styles when getting along with them. Teacher Yang has his advantage, that is, he is easy to be loved; on the contrary, there are also disadvantages, especially in some occasions that require strictness——

   "Lao Yang, we all know things, do we still have classes in this case?" Some students complained directly to him, "The school is too irresponsible, right?"

  "The third year of high school is coming soon. If you stop classes casually, you will be irresponsible." Teacher Yang replied somewhat helplessly.

  This reply obviously did not satisfy the students. They all started to quarrel again. Someone shouted "What if the murderer broke in again?" and got a "Yes, yes!" echo.

   "It's alright, let's be quiet for a while."

  Mr. Yang raised his hands and motioned for them to calm down first, showing a very headache expression.

"First of all, the identity of the intruder has not yet been clarified, so don't just call someone a'murderer'; secondly, the school has been carefully searched inside and out, and there are policemen staring at the school. There are people from the Security Department on patrol, and no one can break in. You just have to study with peace of mind."

   "But even the monitor almost had an accident, so how can we feel relieved..."

  As soon as the man said halfway, there was a soft female voice behind him.

   "Are you calling me?"

  Zhu Qingyue, holding a pile of test papers, walked over from behind the crowd.

  Thanks to her arrival, Teacher Yang could finally breathe a sigh of relief and said quickly.

   "Student Zhu, I have to tell you something first. The study group has to stop during this time."

"Ok, I know."

  The girl nods slightly.

"Also, listen carefully." Teacher Yang said to the surrounding students, "If there is nothing important, it is not allowed to leave school at noon, and the other is to go home immediately after school and do not stay nearby. ,do you understand?"

   After dropping these words, Teacher Yang hurriedly left.

"……that's all?"

   "It seems that I still have to go to class."

   Facing the disappointed students, Zhu Qingyue smiled and reminded:

  "Don’t be sad, everyone, I think it’s still good, at least the teachers won’t drag the class anymore."

  "This is...hey, monitor, you seem to have dark circles under your eyes?"

  Someone asked worriedly.

   "Sure enough, I was frightened after encountering something like that. Didn't you sleep last night?"

  Zhu Qingyue subconsciously stroked the shadow of the eye drop with her nail tip, and responded with a smile:

   "There is indeed a little..."

  Her eyes passed through the classmates, and fell on the young **** the other side.

  "Everyone, please let me."

  Under everyone's eyes, Zhu Qingyue walked to the pair of quite eye-catching combination.

  (End of this chapter)