Chapter 10: 10 Love is Priceless

At that moment, Ji Xingchuan seemed to have watched an American movie "Criminal Minds" through his little brother's eyes.

It was nearing 10:30 p.m., not long after the library had kicked people out, just as the graduate students were returning to their tired nests.

There was a sudden bit of human noise in the hallway.

"You ......" Ji Xingchuan was about to open his mouth and break the knot of silence.

The snow-white skirts swayed, the silver bells rang softly, and the person opposite trotted a few steps in her bare feet and crashed into him--

A fist pounded on the dormitory door.

"Just look." The boy lowered his head, his ears red, "You're not closing the fucking ...... door."

Extremely light, straight, mist-blue hair fell to the side of his shoulders, and the boy raised his hand in a panic to ruffle it, the intricate and ornate white veil headdress falling.

The dormitory door locks snapped shut, shutting out the sound of people from the hallway.

Fang Zhiran is in shock, trying to claw through the floorboards.

"Looking for me for what?" He asked.

His senior brother slowly raised his arm and carried him a white object.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

OMG, why is this mindfuck still randomly in effect.

I was just talking about neckpieces and this thing came to my door all by itself with a big landmine of giveaways.

"Was going to bring it to the lab for you tomorrow." Big Mines said, "Afraid you'd be embarrassed."

Fang Zhiran: "Very good."

So you chose to let me die.

"Thank you." Fang Zhiran said politely, "Thank you for making the trip."

Fang Zhiran: "Does senior brother have any wishes yet to fulfill?"

Ji Xingchuan : "......?"

The silver bells on his ankles clattered, and Fang Zhiran gauged that the corridor was deserted before he opened the door and shooed his senior brother away.

[Hello dear winter teacher, I paid a terrible price for your voice.]

[No moral abduction of you was intended.

[Love is priceless.]

[After several years of traversing the top of the food chain, I met my natural enemy.]

[The natural enemy is so godlike that I am covered in holes.]

[So tempted to put a sack on the natural enemy. Bad smile.jpg]

[Don't be afraid, I won't put a sack on you.]

[- @WinterSnowflakes who wants to hear you speak every day]

Fang Zhiran locks the door and drops a couple of messages into the winter teacher's radio.

At the end, he stood in front of the mirror and stood on his tiptoes than yea and then heart.

Good looking, really good looking, long waist, long legs, warm gaze, the cultivation of a professional cosplayer comes through.

It's a waste of time to show Ji Xingchuan that third-dimensional people don't understand appreciation.

He makes a pose, takes a picture, and sends it to Su Jia.

[F]: Transactions.

[ Su Jia ]: I sure know how to pick out clothes.

[ Su Jia ]: The creative bottleneck is broken immediately! I'll give you a set of outtakes later, so don't waste your beauty. Soybean nosebleed.jpg

[ Su Jia ]: Snowflakes, what else have you come up with lately? I've got it all together for you.

[F]: Yes.

[F]: come up with a killer of Mod feelings. Skull.jpg, knife.jpg

[ Su Jia ]: ......

[ Su Jia ]: [Send you the file <Winter Cursing Voice Collection One-time Cursing to the Pleasure>]

[F]: Gratitude, food and clothing.

[Su Jia]:.

Fang Zhiran quickly changed out of her dress, removed her makeup, put on a comfortable nightgown, and put on her headphones.

Winter teacher, scold me.

"You can't solve such a simple problem, is your head a pose?"

"I am what I am." Fang Zhiran rolled.

"Shut up and be quiet."

Fang Zhiran is swimming freely in bed with his hands over his mouth.

"Fuck off."

Fang Zhiran slammed his head against the wall of his dormitory.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Bandwagon, that's the flavor.

He rubbed his head and set the phrase "shut up" as his text message ringtone.

People should know how to create surprises in their boring life.

-

As the night wore on, the lights in the master's dormitory building faded out, and the doctoral building next door was still going strong.

Ji Xingchuan joined the late-night crowd tonight.

The single dormitory light is bright, Ji Xingchuan eyes look at the literature, the mind appears to be sweet sister.

Just now pushed the door into the moment, the room holding a bouquet of flowers topped with a snow-white veil of boys, like a bride to be married.

Though the next moment it was a stormy new wolf.

But it was that brief moment that had not dissipated from his mind for a long time.

Without any post-processing and special effects, the original little Snowflakes teacher is more vivid than online.

He picked up his cell phone, logged into his trumpet, and tapped into Snowflakes' Twitter feed.

There's an update on Twitter, but instead of a little dress, it's a cosplay gallery of a certain handheld character.

The young man sat on the ruins of the ruins with a light smile on his face, facing the sunlight, a small sparrow resting on the back of his raised hand.

The tweet changed quite late and the comment section was buzzing -

@ Snowflakes I don't sleep until it's time to shift: when was this set taken, so well behaved.

@LikePaperMan: [pic], is Snowflakes coming out with faux makeup, I've been enjoying the character so much lately.

@WantSoreVilla: He's out my ass, he's been lazy as hell since the beginning of the year and doesn't even like to wear dresses.

@crunchycandy (in the expanded list, fetch please both ways): you really can handle any style, this set is so sweet, the most restored on the net.

@Smooth id: Snowflakes Magic, Purification homepage! After liking Snowflakes Sensei, I eat well at every meal.

Ji Xingchuan clicked Discreetly.

This fresh and hot set of charts is well behaved and sweet.

But the hidden model Snowflakes teacher who panicked in the dormitory just now seems to be even more amazing.

Like a man in a painting, suddenly stepping into his world.

-

Fang Zhiran was scolded by his winter teacher all night in his dream and woke up the next day refreshed.

Approaching late fall, there are night dews in the s.

When I woke up early in the morning, the school leaves were covered with crystal dew drops.

He grabbed a slice of bread and leapt down the stairs to meet the sunrise, crouched at a good angle, and looked around to make sure no one was there before pulling a long cherished character risque card out of his pocket.

Another classic character that Mr. Winter has been paired with, Nor Yao.

He held up his translucent card in one hand and his cell phone in the other, tilted his head, reflected the sunrise sky, and gave the standing card a shot.

Dewdrops with sunrise, excellent valley beauty, sublime wall breaking.

He slipped the standing sign back into his pocket, turned his head, and was about to stand up when Ji Xingchuan surveyed him coolly from across the path.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"Good morning, Senior Xing Chuan." He jogged over.

Ji Xingchuan softly hmmm'd.

He didn't sleep very well, and all night long he dreamed of the swaying veil of snow-white skirts.

On the contrary, this culprit was holding up his cell phone and crouching in the grass early in the morning, and letting out a happy giggle.

"What are you staring at me for?" Ji Xingchuan asked, "Is wondering how this man lived to see the sun?"

Fang Zhiran: "No!"

"What happened to the head?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

Fang Zhiran : "Ah ...... all right."

Just clunked the big wall last night for the winter teacher.

"I'm off to my morning class." He said pulling his legs up and slipping away.

Uncomfortable, too uncomfortable.

Now no matter how thickly he was dressed, he wanted to shiver as if he was not wearing anything when he was in front of his senior.

The morning class was taught by the same Mr. Money, and the front row was filled with mopey zombies of all sizes.

Fang Zhiran found a seat in the back row and swiped his cell phone while listening to the teacher read the PowerPoint.

[ Su Jia ]: Snowflakes are early.

[F]: Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo baby morning.

[ Su Jia ]: ? Who the fuck are you?

[F]: any more resources? Hookfinger.jpg

[ Su Jia ]: ...... you kid, was scolded cool is not it.

[ Su Jia ]: Speaking of which, there was a paste tour yesterday that opened up a peripheral pre-sale, and surprisingly there were 1w sales.

[ Su Jia ]: Which rich woman rushed it?

[F]: Snowflakes Richie.

[ Su Jia ]: This game didn't go out of business all thanks to you.

[F]: Support it by depositing the winter teacher's voice for me.

"Students." Mr. Qian from the podium spoke out, "Remember to send your midterm homework to my email."

The midterm assignment was to submit a research idea, and Fang Zhiran, who has been reading a lot this half-semester and doing a bit of simulation, submitted his idea with a bit of an experimental protocol.

Grades are hard power, and even though he wears women's clothes and does nerdy dances in private, he gets good grades.

Ji Xingchuan can't say anything.

After class, he grabbed his book bag and rushed to the college lab.

On his book bag, the vocal doughnut he'd bought last time wobbled after him.

The office is full of people, Pan Xu, Gan Wanhe, and his natural enemy.

He had just stepped into the office when the eyes of three men pinned on him at the same time.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

The ground was so hot, he silently withdrew his foot.

What? Top secret identity exposed?

Then Ji Xingchuan can be buried.

The Bishops of the College of Agriculture are not alone.

"Ranran Master Brother." Pan Xu takes the lead and reaches out, grabbing him into his office, "Pick me, I'm good in that city."

"Brother Fang Zhiran, choose me." Gan Wanhe grabs him back, "Sister feeds you good food."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

He looked back at the door sign to confirm it was the office.

"What the fuck?" He asked.

"All three of us are running academic conferences this week, and we're all short of a little assistant." Gan Wanhe says, "Robbing people."

Fang Zhiran: "I'm not going."

Here's the thing, I'm a diehard nerd who prefers to stay in my dorm room every weekend and go through all the cereal I've bought while giggling and reading it before putting it back in the self-sealing bag.

"You have to go." Pan Xu said, "Lao Guo said for us to show you a good time, so you won't be bored in the dormitory."

Fang Zhiran : "Oh ......"

Fang Zhiran: "I'll think about it."

Pan Xu Sifu went to a good city to be able to eat some cereal offline and hit a few big screens.

Gan Wanhe is also a good place to go to, and I was able to find a few people to talk to online.

As for the uncompetitive Brother Ji, Fang Zhiran didn't even look at him.

Oh, Ji Xingchuan just handed him a yogurt.

Can't Mr. Snowflakes afford yogurt?

"Fang Zhiran, come." His senior brother raised his hand.

Fang Zhiran: "Yes?"

"I'll show you a treasure." Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Ji Xingchuan opened the paper bag, "There's another one dropped under the car seat."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Fox Fox Fox ...... Fox Ears!

Is your family lost and found, paid back in installments!

Those two are still arguing--

Pan Xu : "Definitely pick me, I've helped him with all his deliveries, and I even lent him my lab coat, even though he wasn't wearing it."

Gan Wanhe : "Pick me, let me introduce Ran Ran to some great directors to have a good time."

"What do you think?" Both men looked to Fang Zhiran at the same time.

Fang Zhiran: "I, Fang Zhiran, vow to follow Senior Brother Ji to the death."

"......"