Chapter 4 Don't Hit Me 【4】
Chapter 4 Don’t hit me【4】
Author: Nan Shang
Chapter 4 Don’t hit me【4】
This girl is Anyang.
Anyang looked at the boy's back as he left.
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What's going on with this classmate? Why can't I even say a word of thanks for helping him out of trouble?
This NPC is rude!
Anyang wandered around the corridor of the laboratory building, opened the loose door again and went in to take a look. This time he discovered some details.
The chairs on the stage were scattered with ribbons used for performances. The ribbons were tied with some knots and had dark red blood stains on them. It was obvious that they had been used to tie something, most likely a person.
Anyang also found something under the stage. There was a colorful headband packed in a transparent plastic bag without any information. The bag was so small that it was impossible to find it in a dark room without light.
Anyang lowered his eyes and pondered, whose could this be?
It's a bit distressing, but it doesn't matter, it's always a clue that can push the plot forward.
Anyang found that everything in this dungeon can promote the development of the story. Each NPC has its own task. If there is no response, the plot will be repeated all the time.
Not only is the setting realistic, but even the NPCs seem to have their own thoughts.
The game developed by the Alliance and the mastermind is really amazing!
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"Hey! Someone is looking for you outside."
The girl sitting in the seat with her head down while doing her homework was photographed, feeling a little uneasy. After much hesitation, she arrived at the door, but she didn't see the faces of those arrogant young ladies in the past.
"Hello, classmate Zhang Tangtang!"
Zhang Tangtang looked at the smiling girl in front of him. Her pink school uniform made her skin very white and her eyes very bright.
She quickly lowered her head again, not daring to look anymore, and muttered
"Classmate Gu, do you have a problem with me?"
"It's okay. I forgot your hairband with me. I'll give it back to you." Anyang handed it to her.
When Zhang Tangtang saw that flash of color, he suddenly panicked, grabbed it and ran back to the classroom.
Anyang:.
Why doesn't this NPC interact with me?
How can I follow the plot with such indifference! I won’t save you!!
The first-year high school art students did not have evening self-study, they needed to go to the art hall to participate in art training. After finishing the performance training this evening, these art students returned to the dormitory in twos and threes. A lonely figure was left behind in these groups, and it was Zhang Tangtang.
She always walked with her head down, not daring to look at others. When the girl behind her passed her, she bumped into her on purpose and said with a smile
"I'm sorry, classmate, I didn't notice you."
Zhang Tangtang's long bangs covered her face, and she shrank her shoulders to make way.
The girls' chirping voices faded away, taking away the last trace of warmth in the evening, and the sky became cooler.
"Is it them?" A sweet voice broke the silence.
"Classmate, thank you for helping me last time." Zhang Tangtang wiped the tears from his hair and did not answer Anyang's question directly.
"I'm sorry about what happened this morning. I caused you trouble. You shouldn't have helped me."
"From now on, don't have any contact with me."
Zhang Tangtang finally added:
"Thank you very much, but helping others will make me suffer twice as much."
"Please stay away from me in the future."
Anyang looked at this petite girl. She was sixteen years old, an age that should have been youthful and wanton, but she was trapped in this small world and was being bullied.
She sighed. It seemed that she couldn't get any useful information from Zhang Tangtang at the moment.
Zhang Tangtang stood there for a while, holding the touch of color tightly in her hand. The wind blew through her dry long hair, lighting up her back. The back of her white shirt was covered with paintings of little people. What kind of demons are these?
The mark left by the carnival.
Chapter completed!