MTL - Villain’s Strategy-Chapter 72

The injury on the forehead was the same type as Qin Jiashu's on Thursday last week. The two of them hit the electric pole one after another, but Wen Zhichu used too much force, and a big swelling swelled up on the spot, and he was bleeding after returning home. , looked appalling.

He thought it would be fine in a few days, but who knows that the swelling has gradually disappeared in the past few days, but the bruise is still there, and it has even started to turn black and purple.

Qin Jiashu held Wen Zhichu's hair on the opponent's head with a big hand, and the dense black hair was interspersed between his slender fingers.

Seeing Qin Jiashu's increasingly gloomy face, Wen Zhichu was afraid that the other party would not believe him and hurriedly continued: "It's really not someone else... what others did, I did it myself."

"I... I did it on my own."

The Sky Meow Elf was speechless for a moment.

[System: Can you stop saying idioms in front of him. 】

Wen Zhichu made a puzzled voice, "Why?"

[System: I'm afraid he will supplement your Chinese. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

It was he who wasn't careful enough.

As he spoke, he slightly raised his head and looked at the other party, wanting to defend himself a few more words, then suddenly met the other party's gaze.

Qin Jiashu has thick eyebrows and deep eyes, and a straight nose. Those dark eyes are full of emotions, seriousness and reproach are covered on the surface, but it seems...

Wen Zhichu's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly lowered his head as if being scalded by the other party's eyes, for a while, he was as quiet as a chick.

Qin Jiashu was feeling sorry for him...

Wen Zhichu lowered his head suddenly, and the round heads of his subordinates also suddenly pulled away. At this time, he lowered his head, and the hair that had been lifted up was raised up, looking very funny.

Qin Jiashu looked at the flying hand, and then withdrew it.

There was a stern questioning in the deep magnetic voice, but there was a little helplessness in it, but the tone did not soften in the slightest, "Why don't you be careful."

"me…"

[System: I thought of an excuse for you. 】

Wen Zhichu's eyes lit up, "Heavenly meow elves, you are indeed mud!!"

[System: Don't you have selective blindness? You just say that you have a sudden illness. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

"No, thanks."

[System: Why? 】

"There is a saying that it is better to rely on others than to rely on yourself."

[System: But I'm not human. 】

"No one can be trusted, let alone you."

Sky Meow Elf: ...

Well done.

Wen Zhichu groaned for a long time before choking out a sentence, "I will...be careful in the future."

Looking at the wound on the forehead of the person, it seems that it has not been treated, and some places seem to have the color of medicine.

Qin Jiashu asked directly, "Have you seen a doctor?"

The bag swelled too much on Friday, so Wen Zhichu took advantage of his lunch break and went out to find a small clinic.

Wen Zhichu nodded when he heard the busy chicken pecking rice, "Look...look."

"Then why is it not good?"

"Look quack."

Qin Jiashu: ...

When Wen Zhichu went to the clinic, the doctor took a look at him and asked him to buy a lotion and apply it back. Who knew that it had no effect at all, and it even stained the skin... It cost more than a hundred yuan for nothing.

But after going through such an experience, Wen Zhichu's heart remained calm, without any major emotional fluctuations.

After all, getting used to it comes naturally, so bad luck is like him.

Qin Jiashu had a headache for a while after hearing this, "You..."

Wen Zhichu thought that the other party was going to talk about him again, so he shrunk his neck quickly. Qin Jiashu couldn't bear to see Wen Zhichu's appearance of pretending to be a quail. When he reached the point of his mouth, he took back the stern instruction, and took a deep breath as he watched, "Just treat it as a waste of money." lesson."

Wen Zhichu: ...

Seeing the relieved appearance of the man, Qin Jiashu felt a huge worry in his heart at this time, he estimated that the other party would be sold one day, and he would help count the money.

Although the conversation between the two just now broke the previous deadlock, Wen Zhichu didn't want to pretend to be stupid about what happened before.

Qin Jiashu said he liked him, and since he refused, he should keep a necessary distance from others now, and be strict in his behavior.

His parents taught him that since he has clearly rejected it, he can no longer rely on the other party's feelings for you to take advantage of the other party. This is irresponsible to the other party and irresponsible to himself, and instead gives the other party hope .

Wen Zhichu looked at the test paper on the table, and made a mental note, "Qin...Qin Jiashu last Thursday..."

Before Wen Zhichu finished speaking, he was interrupted. Qin Jiashu's face was calm, and there was no trace of annoyance or unwillingness to be rejected on his expression, "Just pretend that what happened that day never happened."

Wen Zhichu was taken aback for a moment, and pursed her lips.

Maybe Qin Jiashu also regretted that he liked him that day. After all, this would not be a normal phenomenon. If it were him, he would not be able to say what he liked about him.

Qin Jiashu's behavior that day was most likely a result of being lowered.

Just when Wen Zhichu was slandering himself secretly, he only heard the voice of You Xian and continued: "It's my own business to like you, it has nothing to do with you, you don't need to take it to heart."

Wen Zhichu's movements froze, and he suddenly raised his head to look at him.

Not only Wen Zhichu was surprised, but Zhou Qing, who was desperately introverted in the seat beside him, also stopped writing in shock.

Zhou Qing: Can we talk now?

Can't they see her? !

In the next second, Qin Jiashu demonstrated with actions: Oh, yes, yes.

Qin Jiashu didn't look at Wen Zhichu, but raised his hand to take the test paper on the other's desk, "You don't need to think about my feelings, and you don't need to respond to me. You can do what you did before, and you don't need to change anything."

Wen Zhichu was taken aback, "But...but..."

"You don't need to take it to heart."

Zhou Qing: …

Mu Qing and her classmates didn't come today, but Juan Wang will never be absent.

She suddenly felt a little sad, as if the two people over there really didn't realize her existence.

Hello! Can you really not see me! !

Qin Jiashu looked at the paper and told the other party not to pay attention, Wen Zhichu looked at it and pursed his lips, wondering what he was thinking.

"Sky Meow Elf."

[System: I am here. 】

"Are you saying that the protagonist really doesn't care that I rejected him earlier?" Wen Zhichu was troubled, if the other party cared, it's better for him to keep his distance.

[System: You probably don't care about his tone. 】

Wen Zhichu glanced at Qin Jiashu quietly, "Then why is his face getting darker and darker?"

[System: Maybe his black face is not because you rejected him. 】

Wen Zhichu was puzzled after hearing this, and made a puzzled voice, "Why is that?"

[System: Because of your English test paper. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

Five minutes later, Wen Zhichu once again experienced the fear of being dominated by Qin Jiashu in his previous tutoring.

Qin Jiashu is clear-headed and distinguishes between public and private, and treats Wen Zhichu's study very seriously. Although sometimes he can't bear to be gentle, it's just for a few minutes to relax when get out of class is about to end, and there is almost no chance for him to relax in class.

"Did you read the question carefully?"

"Why are the questions that can be answered in the reading wrong?"

"Is the word order of the composition correct?"

Facing death three times, Wen Zhichu asked: Mi...

Qin Jiashu matched Wen Zhichu's answers to a 65-point paper, and corrected it once to get a 59-point score. Although the listening comprehension was not included, the score was quite low.

Qin Jiashu's face was so dark that he could drip ink, "You also want to take these scores in the college entrance examination, don't you?"

The other party spoke without ups and downs, not too harsh, but Wen Zhichu was trembling when he heard it.

The two sets of practice test papers that Qin Jiashu bought with him were indeed more difficult than the ones he had ordered at school.

Wen Zhichu hurriedly shook her head, "No...I don't want to."

"Then why don't you examine the question seriously."

Wen Zhichu's mouth was tightly pursed, like a child who has done something wrong.

Qin Jiashu looked at it and regained his composure. No, he deviated from the plan, and he should have spoken according to the plan.

But in the final balance between the two, we still put the plan behind Wen Zhichu's study, after all, the latter is more important.

After explaining the questions to people, and assigning some more questions, Qin Jiashu took out a palm-sized booklet and read it.

The face is serious and serious, as if reading a literary work.

Opening the manual, the first page was filled with words. It was the note he made yesterday on the first article of "The White Lotus Cheats". Afraid of forgetting it, he specially copied down the task example given.

He glanced sideways at Wen Zhichu who was writing the question, then raised his hand to pick up the black ballpoint pen, and drew a check mark on a small goal that split off from the first line.

1. Use language to narrow the distance between each other.

Just now, he told the other party not to care about what happened last Thursday, breaking the barrier, and it was regarded as pulling in the distance, after all, at least he didn't retreat.

With sharp eyebrows and eyes, he continued to review the contents of the notes in the manual.

"Qin...Qin Jiashu, is this correct?"

The person beside him suddenly made a sound, and only heard a "bang", Qin Jiashu closed the note expressionlessly.

Wen Zhichu was taken aback, "I... did I bother you?"

Qin Jiashu didn't blush, "No."

Then he showed the questions with an upright face, as if he hadn't done anything just now.

A class was coming to an end, and there were still two minutes before the end of the get out of class. After more than half an hour of high concentration, Wen Zhichu looked at the clock hanging on the wall and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Zhichu licked her somewhat dry lips, her mouth was thirsty, so she picked up the water bottle she brought over and planned to drink some water to moisten her throat.

Unexpectedly, he drank this sip in a hurry, choked on it, and even squeaked out a small splash.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Wen Zhichu coughed violently, a little out of breath, blushing and thick neck.

Qin Jiashu looked over, raised his hand and patted the man's thin back, "Why don't you be careful."

Wen Zhichu hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe the coughed water, because of embarrassment, the hand holding the tissue was red, "Yes... sorry, I drank too much water."

After wiping, Wen Zhichu took the water bottle and choked up what he drank just now. Although he coughed and felt uncomfortable, Wen Zhichu remembered whether to eat or not, and wanted to drink more.

Qin Jiashu looked at the reddened eye ends, and suddenly thought of the example given in "The Secret Book of White Lotus" in his mind.

When the other party is embarrassed, use language to subtly give a step down, highlighting your caring.

However, thinking of the example given, Qin Jiashu was full of resistance for a moment, but looking at the current form, it seemed that using that set was just right.

Qin Jiashu: "It's okay."

Wen Zhichu looked at him with the mouth of the bottle in his mouth.

I saw Qin Jiashu's complexion as if he was forcing a dog, "A boy is called heroic like this."

In the next second, Qin Jiashu saw a bigger splash than before.

Qin Jiashu: ...