It's a bit of a loss to be a hero with this template

Chapter 1 Can you, my boy, eat well?

"Do you have to wait until the soup in this steamed dumpling has completely cooled down before you put it in your mouth?"

A deep bass like the black voice of a metal band complained in his mind, but Yin Chengyi didn't respond to him at all, and didn't even change his expression. He still maintained his original posture, staring at the door of the store.

In the corner of his mouth, he seemed not to care whether the xiaolongbao held between his chopsticks would get cold.

Just imagine, if you have been connected to a microphone in your head day and night since you were seven years old, and this microphone can never be turned off, you have to connect it even when you take a shower and eat, and he will be there

All the chattering in your head... you will definitely get used to it.

"Buzz————"

His field of vision suddenly trembled heavily, and the light around him dimmed instantly. Of course, all this happened only in Yin Chengyi's own field of vision, and he was already used to it. This guy who was even with him was so good.

Sex, the more I ignore him, the more energetic he gets.

A pair of domineering clear-yellow eyes suddenly opened in his field of vision, then quickly narrowed, resembling the eyes of a tiger in his impression.

"Boy, you should know very well...my five senses are tied to you, right? I can only see the sights you see, hear the sounds you hear, and taste the tastes you taste. The girl's thighs at the door are indeed very nice.

, if you like, I can also put something more exciting in your head. But you have been in this position for almost five minutes, before the soup completely cools down, now, immediately! Put this damn Xiao Long Bao

Put it in your mouth and chew it twice with your teeth!"

"Big insect, shut up." Yin Chengyi frowned, lowered his voice, and said with a volume that was almost the same as lip language, "You are making me unable to think!"

"Oh... I can hear it when I close your ears." Da Chong narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and continued to mock, "Boy, from the time you picked up this bun, your eyes have been on the girl at the door for three whole minutes.

You haven't moved your legs away. Can I ask you, what are you 'thinking' about, why are you so absorbed in thinking?"

…

The warm atmosphere in this breakfast shop seems to have created a barrier invisibly, blocking the cold winter air from outside the shop.

Perhaps it's not far from Shiyue Middle School, and most of the people who come here to eat are students, which naturally adds a lively atmosphere to the store. The sounds of shouting, childish conversations, and the scraping of bowls and chopsticks are the same as soy sauce and hot sauce.

Mixed with the smell of vinegar, a hot smoke comes out.

In this hurried era, everyone eats his or her own meal, and no one pays attention. In the corner of the store, there is a suspicious-looking boy, staring at a girl at the door of the store. To be precise, it is the girl's thighs that are fascinated.

…

"They're a little weird."

"Them?" The pair of double pupils in his field of vision have been half closed, leaving only a slit, and the eyelids are drooped, looking like they have no energy.

"Them! Three of them!"

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Following Yin Chengyi's line of sight, he can see that in addition to the long-legged girl he has been staring at, there are two other young men standing next to her. Judging from their positions, the positions of these three people are very different.

They are very tight, and have exceeded the "safe social distance" of strangers. They should know each other. Like Yin Chengyi, they are wearing the winter uniforms of Shiyue Middle School on their upper bodies - light blue and dark blue, with a full moon.

The school badge is printed on the chest.

The leading boy looked calm, holding a mobile phone in one hand and drawing on the screen, as if he was looking up something.

The girl standing in the middle was connected to the headphone cable, leaning against the wall outside the store, immersed in the world of music, tapping her right foot rhythmically, tapping the wall lightly. From just now, Yin Cheng

One's eyes were always focused on her slender thighs.

The remaining student is more rebellious: his figure is visibly stronger, with yellow hair like a cockscomb, and his school uniform is too tight for him. His lower body is not wearing school pants, but a loose pair

Wearing black pants, he glances to the left of the store door from time to time, looking a little impatient, and from time to time he raises his wrist to check the time.

"That's it?" Da Chong said angrily, "What's wrong with dying your hair? You still don't allow people to have a little personality."

"Dyeing hair is not allowed in our school, but it's not just that." Yin Chengyi said with some distress, "I always feel that there is something wrong with the three of them, but I can't tell the specific reason, I just feel...

There is a very strange sense of dissonance..."

"When are you going to eat it?" Da Chong yawned out of boredom, "The skin of Xiao Long Bao is almost hard."

"..."

With a confused mood, Yin Chengyi frowned and finally put the unfortunate bun that had been hanging in the air for more than three minutes into his mouth.

Sure enough, after chewing a few mouthfuls, even the soup became cold.

"Uh... ugh... it doesn't taste good when it's cold." The sense of taste was connected, and the big insect naturally tasted the indescribable taste after it was cold. In order to prevent him from continuing to eat at this slow speed, he

He said in a lazy voice, "You think they are strange?"

"yes."

The double pupils in his field of vision were slightly closed, and the delicate sound of a large carnivore licking its paws could be heard in his ears.

"Eat first and talk while you eat."

As soon as he heard what he said, Yin Chengyi obediently picked up the steamed dumplings and tasted them. It was strange to say that he was clearly putting them into his own mouth, but he felt as if he was "feeding a pet".

"To put it simply... first look at Huang Mao and his pants. Did you notice anything?" Da Chong didn't give Yin Chengyi much time to think. He just continued, "His pants are very baggy.

Over there, they are tied together with thin thread. If you untie the thread,

These pants will be about the same width as the mandarin jacket of the fat man who talks about cross talk. If converted according to this standard, his height should be about 2.26 meters, with big shoulders and a round waist. He is a strong man who can stand a horse on his shoulders. But obviously, his figure

This standard was not met.”

"The little girl in the middle, when she was immersed in the world of music, subconsciously tapped the time with her heels, and her calves collided with the wall, making a sound that was obviously the collision of hard objects. Your five senses are far sharper than ordinary people, even if the sound is mixed with the noise

In the background, it was still captured by your ears. But because of your lack of experience, you couldn't tell what it was, so you felt something was wrong..."

"What on earth is it?!" Yin Chengyi asked angrily.

"Judging from the texture of the voice, I tend to have a wooden-handled dagger hidden in her pants." Da Chong said in a casual tone, "The other one... you think he is strange because of the dagger on him.

There are subtle differences between school uniforms and ordinary fabrics in color and material, which are difficult to detect with the naked eye. But your eyes are much sharper than ordinary humans, and it is still the same. You can capture this color difference, but you still can't tell what he is wearing.

What is it, so I can only feel that it is inconsistent."

"Anyway, in my opinion, he is just covered in a thin layer of metal - even if he tries his best to hide it, the smell of metal can't be removed."

It has to be said that no matter how much he usually talks nonsense, at least this analysis is still very good, and the image of the big insect has once again become unpredictable in Yin Chengyi's heart.

"It seems that these three people are really weird, and they are definitely not students of our school." He thought to himself, "Wearing school uniforms on purpose must be disguised. Are they trying to abduct students from our school?"

"It's none of your business, you're doing your old habit again, aren't you?" Da Chong rolled his eyes, "How many times do I have to tell you before you understand that don't stick out your neck every time to take care of things that are not your business.

You worked so hard all the time, and you still don’t look good.”

"What did your last act of self-proclaimed 'righteousness' bring you?"

…

Compared with his silence, the surrounding sounds seemed a bit noisy.

Yin Chengyi didn't answer the question. He finished eating the xiaolongbao in the bowl in a few mouthfuls, put down his chopsticks, grabbed his schoolbag and went out.

(End of chapter)