Episode 3

Qi Siming doesn't know if people with mental disorders are uncomfortable or not, and how uncomfortable they are. He said this only because he thought it sounded more conscientious. If Ling Yan is a bomb, then gently change the tipping point for him, so that he doesn't explode beside him and doesn't affect him. He also went through this question with the class lead Lao Zhou, and Lao Zhou also meant that.

He clicked on his uia and made an appointment for Ling Yan's psychological counseling.

However, Ling Yan squinted his eyes, covered Qi Siming's right wrist with a slap, and said in a low sharp voice that he didn't need it.

Uia is essentially a 0.5cm square radium two-stage vacuum tube, implanted under the skin of the wristwatch, which is a medium for spreading light beams, and is operated intelligently through a suspended dynamic screen cast out of sh_e.

Ling Yan’s slap removed the floating screen, which is equivalent to directly pressing the sleep button on Qi Siming’s personal terminal. More importantly, if an outsider forcibly interferes with the operation of uia, it will trigger a micro-current. It doesn’t matter if Ling Yan want to shock himself, but he still touched Qi Siming’s. When Qi Siming was caught, his arm was also numb.

If you want to speak well then you speak well, one can't stand use your hand or feet.

Although Qi Siming made an appointment for him with a doctor not out of good intentions, it was definitely not malicious. He did not expect Ling Yan to be so ignorant of what is good or bad. He threw his numb arm and restarted uia, and his temper came up, "Okay, I'm too full to worry about it."

He chose the most tactful way, but the other one was uncomfortable. Qi Siming curled his mouth and typed a string of characters to Ling Yan: "Then I will tell you, I can barely tolerate the bad temper of my tablemate, but I can't tolerate his illness. If your fucking convulsions next to me take drugs, please trouble you go as far as you can."

It was confirmed that Ling Yan had read it, and Qi Siming destroyed the characters, and followed the thoughts of the teacher of Chinese Studies to read ancient texts.

After that, there is a fire drill.

The central computer is connected to the projection screens of the classrooms. First, the 3D model simulates the retreat route of each class to avoid accidents in the exercise and prompts some precautions, and then emphasizes the regular use of daily smart appliances.

Qi Siming looked bored at the introduction film, but he was thinking about the highest-level central computer in the cutting-edge laboratory on the top floor. He felt that there was no need for fire drills. After all, smoking a cigarette in the teaching building can trigger squeaking smoke alarms, to what extent can the central computer’s sensors fail to cause a big fire in the building.

But group activities have always been stupid, and Qi Siming is used to it.

His thoughts just transferred here, the projection screen suddenly went black, the smart table and chair network connection was cut off, and the fire bell was followed by the bell ringing—well, the exercise began.

In order to make the students understand and master the fire treatment process and improve their awareness of self-help, the school automatically and spontaneously assisted in simulating the fire scene, and even sprayed sh_e smoke, which smelled like the real thing, so that the lazy students should be smoked out of the teaching building.

The group of people who were fainted in the Chinese Studies class was so excited by the gas, and quickly went out. Qi Siming wanted to pretend to be organized, but he suddenly knew that Ling Yan was a maverick under his nose. He took off his jacket and put it on his head, lay down on the table, and stopped moving.

Qi Siming felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

The last light blue reminder lights of the smart desk went out one by one. It’s not too dark in room under the daylight, Qi Siming knocked on the skull under the clothes and said impatiently, "Hey, this classmate, do you know that this is a fire? Even if it's a drill, you can save your face and escape?"

Qi Siming is really not running against Ling Yan. He has a lot of faces, and his cheeks are real. The little spat in class just now doesn't make him embarrassed, let alone make him care.

But it was obvious that Ling Yan was still thinking about it.

He lifted off a corner of his clothes, stunned Qi Siming's hand, stared at him and threw three short sentences: "I'm sick", "Can't go", and "Leave me alone."

Fuck.

Qi Siming was speechless.

The outer corridors were chattering in chaos, and the broadcast was tirelessly reminding classmates to evacuate quickly. Qi Siming was worried about a few common passages for power outages, for fear that the group of unconscious snacks in the class had gone wrong.

And the child in front of him looked at him provocatively, as if watching him what to do with him.

Qi Siming has seen a lot of special individuals in the class. If there is enough time, he has 800 ways to make people kneel down and call father afterwards, but because he was frustrated with him and didn't participate in group activities, Qi Siming was really saw the first time.

He almost laughed at Ling Yan. He is too lazy to say, just walked out with his leg up, muttering, "Sure, you can just stay here if you love it."

Ling Yan was stunned by this sudden stop.

When Qi Siming turned abruptly, he couldn't see his back. He also felt that he was haunted, and his expression was dejected and he coughed silently.

I have to say that the school is really very work hard. It just simulates the effect of the thick smoke in the fire. Although it knows that there are no harmful substances in it, it is still very uncomfortable to inhale. Ling Yan didn't want to move, and clicked on his uia, wondering how to hack into the central computer to pinch the smoke.

But that central computer seems to be very expensive and high-level. He can't even get inside the server. He coughed and his face was flushed with tears in his eyes, but he still didn't give up on tapping a little bit.

In the dense fog, a figure walked back aggressively. Before Ling Yan had time to react, his uia was forcibly shut down. His arm was numb at first, and then he suddenly headed down. carried on someone’s shoulders.

Qi Siming is undoubtedly this pretentious look.

Ling Yan was startled, and instinctively went to struggle.

Qi Siming went and returned. Of course, he knew that the kid couldn't be tractable. He reached out and slapped him on the ass preemptively. He threatened, "Hey, be tractable with me. Don't think I will dare to beat you even you are sick!"

Qi Siming checked the information before and saw a study result dumbfounded: half of people with mental disorders have symptoms for the first time at the age of 12, and young people are most likely to die due to illness.

Qi Siming feels that he is really a fucking squad leader. Now he can even be a humanoid porter. Forget it, I just did a good thing that day. This kind of unorganized and undisciplined child, he can really kick people. Kick down from the third floor.

The central computer in the teaching building suspended the elevators and shortcuts. Qi Siming could only carry people up the stairs, but Ling Yan was so backed by him and completely quit—he had never been so close to people before, and he still used such an embarrassment. His posture was ashamed and annoyed, and he only felt that the blood all over his body was pouring to his face, making his face fried and crackling.

He smashed Qi Siming's back in a stern, violent manner, shouting loudly, "Qi Siming, you bastard, let me down, you fucking let me down!"

What Qi Siming said was only a juvenile body shape. Although his stature was splayed, his shoulders were still thin and slender. With a big living person, but he stepped wild at his feet, stepping several steps, bumping and utterly making Ling Yan miserable.

Hearing his curse, Qi Siming was not moved. He slapped him in disgust, probably because he felt good in the hand, and squeezed his ass as a j_ia_n, "Ancestor, you can stop for a while, small body. Yes, your brother may drop you."

Then Qi Siming swaggered downstairs with Ling Yan, through the crowd, and across the playground.

In other words, Qi Siming is also a character who often showed his face in school. Don’t know what he thought. He is like a bandit leader who just finished his robbery and is showing off his spoils. Said that "this child is not willing to go, I will act as a personal car driver."

Ling Yan's resistance was ineffective, and he almost died of shame and anger.

It’s even more serious when approach the class. The girls started to booze the squash from a distance, one by one shouting without shame, that the squad leader, I also want to be carried on your shoulders, Qi Siming opened his mouth and said, "You want a fart, hurry up. Stand still, look back and forth to see if someone has gone to the toilet."

There are so many people he has to worry about, and Ling Yan is really just one of them.

The child grinned, he didn't care, and he didn't care much about it. There are also many students in special situations in the class, poor, bereavement, and strong backgrounds. In Qi Siming's eyes, Ling Yan is just one with a different physical condition. He is the squad leader, he is accustomed to seeing six ways, but he is not used to spreading love.

"Fuck, you are quite heavy." Qi Siming bends down and puts the person down.

He moved his neck and arms, just like finishing his homework, he turned over when he sent it to the place. Qi Siming looked around and saw that Class B was occupying a large shade of trees. He unconsciously shouted at the squad leader of that squad, "Lu Jiantong, move your squad to the north to make room for my squad... …There are so many young girls in my class who can’t get the sun, so hurry up and move a little bit..."

Ling Yan stood there, his ears were red, and his heart was beating. Before he returned to the team, Qi Siming's hot palm touched his back. What followed was his helpless tone: "Ancestor, stand in line, what are you doing standing stupidly?"

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