1.22

A top student like Qi Yan from your class must be sick without a doubt, unlike Jiang Jiamian who is obsessed with skipping classes." 

There was unconcealable pride in the other teacher's eyes, but he did not forget to comfort his colleague, "I think you should just leave this kind of student alone. It's not worth the hard work. Will he even continue studying for a higher education? Make your contribution first, this is the last year, the mud can't be turned into concrete." 

"Alas..." What sounded was the long sigh of the fourth class teacher.

They are all students and they are both asking for leave, so why is there such a big gap?

Both the school bully and the top student took sick leave, but in comparison, it seems a bit ironic.

No one believed that he couldn't get out of bed and asked for sick leave. Jiang Jiamian, who was sleeping in a daze, knew nothing about it.

If he knew, he would probably be so angry that he would curse.

It was already dusk when Jiang Jiamian finally woke up again after sleeping all day long.

However, because of physical fatigue, Jiang Jiamian was unwilling to open his eyelids. Instead, he immediately joined the communication group and shared his user experience in a timely manner.

[Lone commander: Tsk, the lubricating oil is amazing! Thank you for your gift!]

[The sword master: Uh… Well... He's not here. But could you please pay attention to your wording? This is a public place after all.]

[Lone commander: Well, I don't think so. There are four people in the group, and the group leader doesn't bubble up, so in the end there are only three of us. But if you mind, I will try to be more tactful about topics like this in the future.]

Jiang Jiamian sighed, alas, in the small world of missions, he couldn't reveal many of his true feelings. After joining the group, fast travelers are used to venting their true feelings in the group.

In the never-ending tasks day after day, year after year, you always play a role and gradually forget who you really are.

[The sword master: You misunderstood, I don't mind. After all, the purpose of the communication group is to vent the true inner emotions of the fast traveler. I just want to remind you that the group owner has stipulated that you can't post harmonious words in the group.]

[Lone commander: Huh? Is there such a rule? Didn't you say that the group leader has never spoken a word here? Maybe after the group is established, the group leader died that's why he always has the invisible account.]

[The sword master: Aren't you afraid that the group leader is peeking at the screen? Although unlikely.]

If the group leader really had time to peek at the screen, how could he have endured such a long period of time without chatting at all?

If that's the case, the endurance is terrible.

It's not just a day or two, but it's been a year or two. It's very likely that he didn't use the group at all, and even forgot that he created such a group.

[The sword master: The rules were announced in the group announcement when 'Can't think of a name' and I joined before. But as soon as you mentioned it, I just realized that the announcement had disappeared.]

[Lone commander: Those who don't know are not guilty, that means it doesn't matter what I say! Anyway, I didn't have this rule when I joined the group.]

[The sword master: Well, I don't know when the group leader deleted the announcement. But this also shows that he still remembers us.]

[Lone commander: What does it matter whether he remembers or not? He's just a group leader, are you still afraid of him?]

[The sword master: After all, we are not ordinary people. Those who are qualified to form a group in the quick traveler space are either bosses or superiors.]

[Lone commander: Hey, I'm just going to talk about it. What can the group leader say? The bottle of lubricating oil makes sex so exciting, la!]

[The sword master: Ahem, um... I'm going to feed the cat first.]

Jiang Jiamian curled his lips in boredom. He had discovered that this 'The sword master' seemed a bit straight and a little embarrassed to talk about such pornographic topics.

He is probably a reserved man.

But feeding the cat… Jiang Jiamian imagined a somewhat aloof and unsmiling man in an ancient costume, carrying a heavy sword on his back, holding a kitten in his arms, and a bag of cat food in his hand. Then feed one piece at a time into the cat's mouth.

Jiang Jiamian was suddenly moved, the picture was so beautiful that he couldn't even imagine it.

"Are you awake?"

Jiang Jiamian's body just started to tremble, and before he even opened his eyelids, someone was pressing down on him, "I thought you were going to continue pretending to sleep."

Jiang Jiamian: "..." It's not called pretending to sleep, it's called closing your eyes and resting your mind, okay?

"Qi Yan." Jiang Jiamian opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was hoarse, and his face darkened, "Qi Yan, you went too far." After being so noisy for a long time last night, it happened again early this morning and made him sleep all day.

He doesn't know how to survive tonight.

If this continues, he will become useless.

Qi Yan raised his hand and gently touched the corners of his eyes. His voice was dangerously soft, "Jiang Jiamian, you are obviously very comfortable, aren't you?"

Jiang Jiamian was indeed resisting, and it was written all over his body. It's a pity that the body's most real reaction is never the appearance of struggling on the surface.

Qi Yan's eyes were dark, this guy was very excited and comfortable, does he really think he can't tell?

But it didn't matter, the more Jiang Jiamian pretended to struggle like this, the more he couldn't help but want to tear this interesting guy apart and eat him.

Jiang Jiamian put on a smile and pretended to be stupid, "What are you talking about? I only felt pain!"

Qi Yan didn't bother to expose him but raised the corners of his lips with unclear meaning.

The little thing wanted to play with him, so, of course, he would follow.

After dinner, Qi Yan blocked Jiang Jiamian on the bed again.

Just when Jiang Jiamian thought he would have to enter the next 'night show' just after he woke up, he saw Qi Yan get off him for the first time.

Qi Yan stood up and raised his hands to straighten his collar, looking like a handsome man who goes to work. He lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Jiamian who was nestled in the quilt. "I'm leaving."

Jiang Jiamian: "..." Qi Yan like this is not as good as before, now he looks like a scumbag who just picked up his pants and left.

Jiang Jiamian sneered, "Take out money to pay, or call the police to leave with them, you choose."

What did Qi Yan think of him?

If he dares to play with him, just have a look at how many people Jiang Jiamian had killed in the counterattack team before who had made him unhappy, does Qi Yan really think that he, Jiang Jiamian, is easy to bully?