My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 4 Raiders Harmful
During class, Yin Hang checked a lot of chatting skills on the Internet with his mobile phone, and summed it up, he wrote a full four scribbles.

Then read it several times, and even memorized a few paragraphs silently.

But when he is sitting opposite An Tong now, he feels that his whole body has become a marionette in an instant, and every movement has to be pulled with a string.

"Yo?" An Tong greeted with a mouthful of rice stuffed in his mouth.

Just as Yin Hang opened his mouth slightly, he was about to say hello according to the words he had recited, but the rhythm was disrupted by a yo, and his brain directly entered a shutdown state.

Then Yin Hang was stunned for more than 20 seconds.

"Are you looking for Jiang Shiyun? She's off to cook, I'll take up the space first." Seeing that he didn't speak, An Tong asked after eating some food.

Yin Hang hummed subconsciously, and then stiffly stuffed the rice into his mouth.

"It's too indifferent." An Tong stuck out his tongue, then leaned forward and asked Yin Hang with a smile, "Hey, do you like Jiang Shiyun?"

Yin Hang was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Who is Jiang Shiyun?"

"My girlfriend, you don't even know her name?"

"Why should I know?"

An Tong patted the table angrily and said in a low voice: "You are too frivolous to like her even without knowing her name. Fortunately, I told you first, her name is Jiang Shiyun!"

Then An Tong said proudly: "There are too many boys who like her, and you can only be regarded as one of them, but well, if you ask me to help you..."

"Ah?" Yin Hang raised his head, met the other person's gaze for the first time, and then hurriedly staggered, wondering: "Why do I like her?"

An Tong snorted and said, "You don't like her, so why were you staring at her in the cafeteria?"

"I'm... watching you."

"Huh? What's so interesting about me?"

"I..." Yin Hang said awkwardly, "Sorry."

An Tong felt a little baffled, but then suddenly realized.

Embarrassed to admit it!
After she figured it out, she rubbed her hands with a smile, and asked, "Then why did you write such a thick pile of analysis for her? You used too much force. Even a fool can see it, and it can be compared to a love letter." ,
"That, wasn't it written for you?" Yin Hang felt something was wrong: "Yesterday, you gave me a question and asked me if I could, so I wrote it."

"Ha, you're too far-fetched, right?" An Tong pointed at himself, and said with a look of disgust: "Then why do you stare at me, and then solve the problem for me, are you sick?"

If she is not the last straw, Yin Hang really does not want to deal with any opposite sex.

And this sentence is sick, more or less made Yin Hang's blood pressure a little high.

But because of this, he was not so nervous, Yin Hang coughed dryly and asked, "I want to meet you and make friends, can't I?"

"Know me?" An Tong stared at Yin Hang and said, "What can I do to make friends?"

"Er..." Yin Hang was a little speechless for a while, and found that this question could not be answered.

An Tong is also angry, why can a person be so stubborn, folded his arms and said angrily: "If you like Jiang Shiyun, just admit it, are you afraid that I will tell her?"

"Is there a possibility..." Yin Hang raised his right hand and wanted to make a gesture, but stopped stiffly, and after making up his mind repeatedly, he gritted his teeth and said, "I like you?"

"Ah? What did you say?" An Tong was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily: "It's amazing, you still like me, then do you know my name?"

"An Tong."

"You even call me... eh?" An Tong's neck froze all of a sudden, and then he stared at him in disbelief: "Why do you know my name?"

"According to what you said, wouldn't this appear so frivolous?"

"Huh?" An Tong shrank back: "What do you like about me? Why do you like me? Do you like me if you are blind?"

Yin Hang rubbed his temples. Every word the other party said made him very uncomfortable, so he could only take a deep breath, and then desperately recalled the observations of the past few days: "I don't know how to say it, just watch you bite." The appearance of the pen, the appearance of trotting in small steps, the appearance of shaking from side to side when eating, the appearance of picking out green peppers if you don’t eat them, the appearance of patting your stomach after eating, and sometimes giggling and talking about eating I look so tired. I just noticed it somehow, but I am satisfied to be friends, if possible, can you send me a WeChat..."

"You are really sick!" An Tong picked up the half-eaten plate with disgust, and was about to change seats, but then found Jiang Shiyun sitting not far away, looking at her with some doubts, so he hurried He bowed his head and ran over.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shiyun asked worriedly.

"That man is sick, don't talk to him from now on." An Tong sat next to Jiang Shiyun and buried himself in cooking.

"What's the matter?"

"That's right." An Tong chewed the rice in his mouth, but couldn't swallow it after chewing for a long time, and said vaguely: "It seems that he doesn't like you, but he is simply sick."

"You went to look for him again?" Jiang Shiyun frowned: "Didn't you agree to stop thinking about it?"

"This time he found me, and then..." An Tong said a little aggrieved, "He said he didn't like you."

Jiang Shiyun sighed helplessly, and then lightly pinched An Tong's waist: "You, you live in your own world too much, and you feel that you understand when you see any micro-movements, and you always tell me Matching up some messy people, when a boy bought me a cup of porridge in the second year of high school, you would make a fuss, you have learned a lesson this time, look at your red eyes."

"But he," An Tong rubbed his eyes, pouted and said, "Obviously wrote you such a thick pile of analysis."

She made a long sound of the word 'then'.

Jiang Shiyun smiled and said: "Isn't this kind of thing very common, has no boy ever written it for you?"

"Oh!" An Tong choked hard.

Jiang Shiyun patted An Tong on the back lightly, and said in a low voice: "To be honest, I was really grateful at the time, but after thinking about it, a person who has never communicated with me just likes me or something, like animals It's like being in heat, and you said he was staring at me... I lost interest in an instant."

"That's right, it's just a male monkey on Mount Emei!" An Tong grabbed two chopsticks into Jiang Shiyun's dinner plate and said, "I'm so worried about you, so I told you sooner."

"What are you worried about me?"

"I thought, you were touched, and then..."

"What are you thinking all over your head?" Jiang Shiyun shook her head helplessly, and then her tone became a little serious: "You can't force him to ask if he likes me, right?"

"No, I'm too lazy to talk to him. He sat down, and then I just..." An Tong's voice gradually became smaller: "I asked."

"An Tong, with your character, you will really suffer in the future."

"Oh, I know."

……

After leaving the cafeteria, Yin Hang frowned tightly.

Only two days left.

An Tong was his last hope.

But when he saw those middle-aged people wearing blue shirt uniforms, he suddenly thought of a question.

An Tong will join these people in the future. This is a similar system, even the existence of the army.

Then there will be a setting in the novel that is not mentioned, but a common sense problem will occur.

Confidentiality issues.

There is a high probability that after An Tong leaves, from Yin Hang's point of view, she is no different from disappearing from the world.

Even if he wants to use WeChat, it will be difficult to communicate, and even An Tong's communication with the outside world will be subject to certain controls.

In this way, even if the two really became friends, it was impossible for her to chat with him on WeChat on the way to the secret realm.

Then use a special method to bring the relationship closer?

No!

Because the strategies that Yin Hang searched on the Internet seem to be a bit tricky.

The result of the two classes was that An Tong felt that he was sick.

With this kind of favorability, use the remaining two days to let yourself be the boyfriend of the other party...

Forget it, what is your dream now that I didn't do 22 years before time travel.

Yin Hang scratched his hair irritably, preparing to go back to the classroom.

(End of this chapter)