It was almost noon, Chen Xing was called back to the dormitory by Yang Shuai.

"Brother Xing, where did you go all the morning? Didn't you read the notice sent by the counselor in the group?" Yang Shuai asked, looking at Chen Xing who had just entered the dormitory door.

He called Chenxing back because the school notified them to move the campus, and their Art Academy was the first batch. They had to move within today's time, so they had to take a taxi by themselves tomorrow.

Chen Xing did not reply to Yang Shuimai, but asked Wei Shuming: "Shuming, do you want to move too?"

Wei Shuming seemed a little restrained towards Chen Xing: "I am going to take a break from school for the time being. Sister Jing said I can enter the internal training of their guild, so I will go to their company next."

Chen Xing didn't say much. Wei Shuming's choice was his own business, and he didn't want to interfere at will. Then Chen Xing began to pack up.

After a while, Yang Shuai sighed: "Why don't you wait for a week or two..."

"What's wrong?" Chen Xing, who was tidying up the quilt on the bed, asked with interest.

"Brother Xing, haven't you noticed that our dormitory is a Feng Shui treasure land?" Yang Shuai said mysteriously, and deliberately lowered a little bit of his voice.

"What do you mean?" Chen Xing asked.

"Look, last week it was Wu Yan's time travel, last week it was Shu Ming's time travel, then this week it might be us time travel!" Yang Shuai said seriously, as if it made sense.

When Chen Xing heard Yang Shuai say this, he felt a little pitiful. The one they wanted to travel through time most in their dormitory, but they never succeeded in traveling through time. Fate was a mess.

However, if he had the chance in the future, he would not mind taking Yang Shuai across time, after all, he had a roommate.

After getting everything done, Chen Xing sent An Qingxue a message: "Senior sister, can I put everything there first?"

"Okay! Or you can move here directly!" An Qingxue's message was quickly replied: "Anyway, my place is spacious, and the most important thing is to include food and accommodation!"

Chen Xing didn't want to reply, why does this sound like a sanctuary?

"No, I have a place to live."

This sentence was just an excuse I found casually, and then Chen Xing immediately thought that he really had a place to live. Isn’t the “Shi Nian” given to him by Sister Zhou Jing last time?

Alas, I miscalculated it.

I just thought about it and sent a message to my senior sister. Is it still too late to regret it now?

Huh? Not more than two minutes later, Chen Xingxin became ruthless and directly withdrew all the messages he had just sent.

“…”

As soon as An Qingxue posted a few ellipses, she posted the screenshot of the chat just now.

Chen Xing saw it and was stunned.

Does this woman know that he wants to withdraw, or why? Why did she take screenshots in advance?

Then, An Qingxue replied: "If you regret it, I will go to your dormitory to help you move things."

She seemed to have found a way to deal with Chen Xing.

Chen Xing had no choice but to accept it. As expected, this trick of deceiving himself was not good.

When I moved my things to An Qingxue's house, it was already evening, and Chen Xing called Zheng Xuyang.

"Brother Zheng, didn't you want to be a time traveler before? I wonder if you are still interested now?" Chen Xing was straightforward and did not be polite.

"Oh? Is there any way for Star Boy?" Zheng Xuyang asked.

"Well, have you heard of the talent in the tower world? I just happened to have a friend who has this ability, but she is not sure about her ability, but she has at least 50% success rate. Do you want to try it?"

The reason why Chen Xing did not say that he was himself was not because he was afraid that Zheng Xuyang knew that he was a change of heaven, but because he did not want Zheng Xuyang to feel that he owed others favors.

"What kind of friend are you? Why did he help me with such good things?" Although Zheng Xuyang had read news about the changer on the Internet, he still had some doubts about this matter. The most important thing was that he felt that such good things could not fall on him. He was already over the age of dreaming.

Listening to Zheng Xuyang's tone, Chen Xing felt that he should have implemented the initial plan, which was to go directly to Brother Zheng on Sunday, and then said, "What a coincidence, you have traveled through time," he said, "You have traveled through time," he said, "It's a coincidence, why did you travel through time!"

But after saying that, Chen Xing could only continue to talk nonsense: "This is a long story, and there are certain risks. It depends on whether you are willing to take this risk."

"What risk?" Although Zheng Xuyang said that, it would be fake to say that he had no idea in his heart.

Who doesn’t want to improve your own strength? The most important thing is to make money! This is what a social animal most expects.

"It is possible to travel to other worlds, not tower realm, and that's right, if the experiment fails, you will never have the possibility of traveling to tower realm again." Chen Xing fooled, so that even if Zheng Xuyang finally traveled through time, he would not feel that he owed much favor.

After a brief silence fell on the phone, Zheng Xuyang obviously took it a little seriously: "I think about it, I'll give you a reply before the weekend."

Then the two of them talked about their recent situation and hung up the phone.

At this time, An Qingxue seemed to have grabbed Chen Xing's handle and laughed: "I didn't see it, junior brother, you have a lot of thoughts on this one."

"Will senior sister join the group?" Chen Xing also smiled.

"It depends on the sincerity of my junior." An Qingxue's face was written with expectation.

"Well..." Chen Xing thought about it, he had gradually adapted to An Qingxue's temperament: "A meal?"

An Qingxue shook her head.

"Two slaps?" Chen Xing tried again.

An Qingxue continued to shake her head: "I will promise you in one month."

Chen Xing began to think about whether there would be too much this month? If there were every meal of big fish and meat, his little money would not be enough.

"Don't worry, I want to keep my figure in mind. Just treat me to a salad every morning." An Qingxue said.

"Trade!" Chen Xing agreed happily, how much money can a plate of vegetables and fruits be worth?

"For the sake of you treating me to a month's salad, I'll just treat you once tonight." An Qingxue thought this idea was very good.

"This is not good..."

Chen Xing suddenly remembered the last time he had dinner with An Qingxue, and always felt that it was inappropriate. If this was secretly photographed by a paparazzi, what would happen?

"Hmm?" An Qingxue raised her tone and she was not happy.

"Then, that's OK..." Chen Xing could only reluctantly agree.

Fortunately, this time, An Qingxue chose the location in Shuxiang Garden, which was still the private room of the last time, so there is no need to worry about being secretly photographed.

After dinner, An Qingxue did not choose to drive, but walked along the Jing'an River with Chenxing.

At this time, An Qingxue was wearing a baseball cap and her shoes were the ones she had when she first met Chen Xing, with blue on the left and red on the right.

The September wind blows from time to time, crossing the bustling city and the night scenery, gently shaking the two of their hair.

"Chenxing~" An Qingxue shouted, took off her hat and gently shook her head so that her hair would not be stuck.

Chen Xing turned around, but suddenly realized that the scene in front of him was so touching.

Everything around him seemed to be the background, a graceful figure, as if walking out of a fairyland, standing beside him, as if he was the center of the world, with a galaxy thousands of miles away.

The clouds and mist in the night sky gradually dissipated, and the bright moonlight poured down, shining on the lotus-like skin, like fat and jade; its pink and tender lips were like dreams, as if silently murmur; the delicate and elegant nose was like white jade carved, noble and proud; and the clear and lively eyes were even more touching. Just a light raising of eyes made all the colors in the world dim.

This was the first time he had carefully looked at An Qingxue.

Chen Xing can't describe what kind of picture it is, which is so beautiful that it is suffocating, let alone what kind of picture it is, with a soul-stirring appearance.

And all this was only a dozen centimeters away from him.

Beautiful things are always inadvertently, and he was stunned. At that moment, time seemed to be stagnant.

"What's wrong?" An Qingxue was puzzled: "Is there anything on my face?"

It was not until Chen Xing heard An Qingxue's voice again that he came to his senses: "No, I just think senior sister is very beautiful." Chen Xing subconsciously said what he was thinking in his heart.

An Qingxue was stunned by Chen Xing's straight manly speech, and her pretty face turned slightly red: "Hmph, you can talk."

Chen Xing scratched his head awkwardly and asked, "You called me just now, is there anything wrong?"

An Qingxue reacted: "I want to ask, if Brother Zheng is not going to travel through time, what are your plans?"

Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, and then he learned the meaning of An Qingxue's words: "Do you want to help your friend travel through time?"

An Qingxue nodded: "It's my agent, Sister Ling. She has been taking care of me for almost three years and has always taken good care of me. I also let me do many things and helped me solve a lot of things, so..."

"No problem. Even if Brother Zheng agreed this time, there will be no next time." Chen Xing felt that this was not a big deal, so he then asked: "Then my salad for a month..."

"Huh?" An Qingxue said: "This is a two-digit matter. At worst, I can treat you a month's dinner!" She would not let go of this matter.

Chen Xing wanted to refute, but An Qingxue pulled him up: "There are singing under the overpass over there. I have never tried it before. Hurry up, I want to try it."

Chen Xing let An Qingxue pull him to trot, no longer refuting, with a smile on his face.

When she arrived at the overpass, she saw a girl in her twenties. At this time, she was holding a guitar, sitting on a high stool, singing to the cell phone in front of her. It can be seen that she was broadcasting live. At the scene, there were only Chen Xing and An Qingxue.

At this time, An Qingxue had already put on a baseball cap and a black mask. Under this dim street light, it would be really hard to see if she didn't look carefully.

The girl sang An Qingxue's new song, and the stars have arrived. The sounds made in the microphone are a bit like An Qingxue. I don't know if it was using a sound card.

Chen Xing stood aside and glanced at the screen. The barrage kept browsing, but there were hundreds of people watching.

Seeing the song coming to an end, An Qingxue began to push Chen Xing. Chen Xing had no choice but to make his society afraid of negotiating. Isn’t this a problem for him?

But when Chen Xing thought about letting An Qingxue take action, he would be very likely to reveal his identity, so he could only bite his teeth.

After singing the song, there were a few small gifts in the video that cost a few dollars, which seemed to be quite effective.

"This classmate, my friend also wants to try it. Do you think it's okay..."

The girl holding the guitar turned off the voice, then looked at An Qingxue, and said, "Sorry, I'm a personal live broadcast, it's not very convenient. Besides, I have hundreds of fans here, so I have to be responsible for them."
To be continued...