In the comic book store, Han Weisheng took two books from the bookshelf that he had never bought before and paid the boss.

"Young man, just read books. Don't stay up late. This is a double harm to the body. Uncle was also handsome, but because of staying up late, he ended up like this now." The middle-aged boss, who was a little bald, looked at Han Weisheng's dark circles and said meaningfully.

This is a boss with a story.

"knew."

Han Weisheng responded and wanted to leave, before leaving, he added: "Boss, I may come to buy books every day in the future, don't tell others."

"Don't worry, uncle is the strictest."

The middle-aged boss gave Han Weisheng a thumbs up.

Han Weisheng also gave a thumbs up, then turned around and walked out of the bookstore.

"I'll give you one book a day, and the other one is tomorrow." Han Weisheng didn't know who he was talking to, so he stuffed a book into his clothes. Not long after, the clothes that were supported by the comic book were shrunken back, as if they had disappeared.

"If you have the surname Han, even if you get my people, you won't get my heart."

A girl's voice came from Han Weisheng's clothes.

After dinner, I started scolding the chef.

Han Weisheng ignored her and walked towards the school on his own, while stuffing another book into his schoolbag.

This taboo is very personal and has been negotiating conditions with me since yesterday.

One book a day, which was proposed by Ye Zhiyuan himself and can be understood as a basic shelter condition.

There are many similar conditions, and in summary, there are only two words: not convinced.

Han Weisheng naturally didn't agree.

"You tell me, I have a good relationship with the female devil. She is actually my junior. If you have the courage, you can let me go. At worst, I can ask the person named Zhong to spend some money to redeem me." Xiao Yezi said.

"Yes, yes, she has a good relationship with you. I lock you in a chair with my own hands and it's firm."

"That's our private matter, you don't understand."

"Tell me."

"Hmph, I'm smart, don't even think about tricking me!"

...

...

On the other side of the road, Ye Xiaoqi witnessed Han Weisheng stuffing a comic book into his schoolbag. She pondered for a moment and finally walked into the bookstore again.

But this time, she failed to find a clear gap in the bookshelf.

"Boss, boss, I just chose a book. Why did I lose my time to answer the phone?" Ye Xiaoqi shouted through two rows of bookshelves.

"Which book?"

The boss's voice came.

"It's..., it's..., it's...."

"It's not the Dark Bible, is it?"

"Yes, yes, that's the book."

"It's a coincidence. I just bought that book, why don't you come back tomorrow."

"Shuo Yuba."

Ye Xiaoqi sighed, quickly left the bookstore, then clicked on Baidu again and entered the 'Dark Bible'.

After Ye Xiaoqi left, the boss thought for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong: "No, didn't she say she wanted to buy "The Sky of Fate" yesterday? Why did she like "The Dark Bible" again today? Is this girl here to buy books?"

...

...

At 7:00 in the morning, if students are not calm when they first come to school, they will watch short videos and chat until around 7:20, and they will enter the morning self-study state.

Although everyone was unable to calm down today, most of them did not take out their cell phones.

The online version of "The Secret Relics" is broadcast at 6:20 tonight, a whole day later than TV. Students who didn't see the finale yesterday are trying to abandon all information and avoid being spoiled.

"Nan Nan, yesterday's finale went crazy online, Bu Du..."

"If you don't listen, you will recite the scriptures."

"Wang Hao, you didn't see him yesterday, show him..."

"Zhao Chong, are you a dog?"

"Xia Ke, do you know? Yesterday..."

"roll!"

...

The classroom continued to be in chaos for a few more minutes, and at this time, a loud clatter of high heels came from far to near, and finally stopped at the door of the classroom.

"You are the most chaotic in the whole grade. Do you want to rebel?" Teacher Zhong said.

"Teacher, Zhao Chong will spoil anyone he sees, and he is so annoyed."

"Yes, yes, Teacher Zhong, can you take care of him?"

"Teacher Zhong, please give us a quiet learning environment!" The students who did not see the finale last night petitioned.

"Simple, Zhan Fei is dead."

The female devil said this with a smile without any precaution.

After this sentence was expressed, the classroom was filled with absolute silence for about 5 seconds, followed by:

"Ahhhhhhh! I'm dead too!"

"How can you treat us like this with the devil!"

"Is there really no way to live?"

"I was guarding my guard down in the morning, and I was broken by your light words!"

"Brother will not die! This must be a false ending! I remake the blood book of thousands of people!"

“….”

"Okay, now you are not afraid of spoilers. Let's calm down and study hard." After the female devil said, she left with a small bag, leaving behind a scream of despair.

However, some students who already knew the finale last night couldn't hold back their laughter.

Is it a happy ending?

He is worthy of being a female devil.

My heart is so dark!

None of the students who knew the result said. Teacher Zhong did not really spoil the story. If he jumped out and explained the happy ending, wouldn’t it be a rhythm that would kill the whole family?

This time, even Zhao Chong didn't really rush up to sing the opposite tune.

Of course, what supports him to do this is a premonition: Hehe, you gang of sand sculptures really think Zhan Fei is dead?

...

...

The classroom was still in chaos. Han Weisheng sat in his seat and stuffed the remaining Dark Bible into his desk. During this process, he saw an English book he put down when he left the classroom last night, for some reason.

[You may be wondering who will help you organize your desk in the middle of the night, and you are in trouble.]

Um?

Han Weisheng thought for a moment.

The book was not moved in the morning, but after everyone left last night, it was ruled out that the students would do it with their own convenience, and there must be some purpose.

Is there anything I can covet?

If so, it might be Ye Zhiyuan.

Has anyone been eyeing me?

That's not right. If the other party saw me cleaning up Xiao Yezi, then he should know that Xiao Yezi was taken home by me, and there was no reason to come to look through my desk in the middle of the night.

unreasonable.

There should be details that I don't know.

Han Weisheng was still thinking, and suddenly felt something moving in his pocket.

Han Weisheng lowered his head and found the small leaves in his pocket rolling the pages into small hands, jutting into the desk little by little, as if he wanted to touch the Dark Bible.

Bang.

Han Weisheng knocked out Ye Zhiyuan's little hand, then lowered his voice and said, "Steal the book?"

"Bah, can the matter of scholars be called stealing?"
Chapter completed!