Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping Chapter 40

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Chapter 40: Cannon fodder counterattacking the indifferent campus king (Part 12)

As a third year high school student, Luo Qing Chen had to go to eight classes each day.

All the music class, gym, and computer science class had all been changed into english class, english class, and english class!

She couldn’t not help feeling that having two languages in this society was very important.

“Achoo——”  In the final bit of ‘english class’, Luo Qing Chen sneezed.

She rubbed her nose, “Damn, who is cursing me?”

There were thick clouds in the sky and there were cold winds passing by.  The sky became this powerful.

“How could there be someone cursing you, you’re just wearing too little!”  Yang Meng Ting turned smile at her aggrieved look as she spoke.

Luo Qing Chen looked down at her light pink sweater, she was only wearing a single piece of autumn clothing.  She pursed her lips into a smile and said, “It seems to be so……”

But what she was most depressed about was not her light clothing, but rather her lack of an umbrella!

But it was a good thing the movie theater wasn’t far from school.  As someone who passed traveled through space, she was not afraid of a little rain.

She carefully placed the movie ticket into her pocket and pulled on her hat before running to the movie theater.

The moment the rain fell on her, she slightly trembled.

To be honest, it was a bit cold……

It was still around six when she came to the movie theater.  There was a fried chicken store next door.

She thought about it.  Su Liang Chen shouldn’t have eaten yet, she should buy him something.

She would also buy something for herself!

Fragrant fried chicken and ice cold cola.  The feeling of them entering the mouth together, that crisp and cool feeling, it really wasn’t bad.

But her brain and stomach weren’t as lucky.  After she finished eating, she felt her head become heavier and her stomach filled with waves of pain.

She looked at her phone over ten times during the hour and it was finally became eight.

She thought that her bitter day was over, but she never thought that the rain would become bigger outside and the cold youth she was waiting for didn’t show up.

She didn’t know how long passed, she only knew that when she came back to her senses, the staff of the fried chicken store told her it was time for them to close.

Looking at her watch, it was already ten thirty.

The huge rainstorm had cleaned up every street of the city.  She stood at the entrance of the movie theater. Her nose became stuffy and she didn’t hold back her tears as she let them fall.

Even if she had an affection of fifteen, in his eyes, she wasn’t anything.

Actually, he didn’t have to come!

In her heart, just a single text from him would fill her with happiness.

Finding a random excuse to push, she would have the courage and motivation to approach him.

But the majestic rain in front of her caused her heart to sink to rock bottom.

“You don’t have an umbrella?”  A familiar voice sounded and a deep blue umbrella appeared over her head.

Luo Qing Chen looked over with squinted eyes and muttered in a surprised voice, “Tang Yu?”

When Tang Yu saw her turn, he was a bit surprised.  Those dark eyes were filled with her image. The long hair over her shoulders, the faint droplets of water on the fringe of her hair, and a pair of incomparably pure eyes.

His heart jumped and awkwardly looked away as he said, “I was passing by, do you want me to send you back?”

She looked over him and said without hesitation, “No need——”

Although this host has been slightly hurt, that does not mean this host has forgotten the original host’s experiences.

For Qian Fei Fei’s eternal spare tire Tang Yu to strangely speak to her, she could only describe it with four words.

Up to no good!

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