Chapter 516 Chinese Valentine’s Day Extra: Qingmei Rescue Plan (Part 1)
Chinese Valentine’s Day Extra is presented! ! !
Thanks to the alliance leader, Wei Ye, for providing a special episode called by Chu Qingmian, which is rare in the world!
Pillow is here to wish everyone a happy Chinese Valentine's Day~~Lovers will eventually get married~~
[PS: This annual Chinese Valentine's Day belongs to me, the King Mian, after all! ! Hahahaha! ! ! (dragged away)]
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Su Chengyi and Chu Qingmian were childhood sweethearts, a secret that only they knew well.
Although they were born in the same hospital, slept in the same crib, and were teased by their elders about baby kissing, they were classmates from elementary school to high school
But the difference between the two There is always a subtle distance between them.
The reason is probably due to personality incompatibility?
Su Chengyi has been very unsociable since she was a child, has no friends, and is used to living alone;
And Chu Qingmian is a super lively young lady who is loved by everyone, wherever she goes The focus of the crowd.
So, even if they have a relationship like "childhood sweethearts", there will not be any unnecessary plot development between the two.
Su Chengyi has always maintained this idea.
Until that day comes.
"Summer is the upward stage of the entire universe, and we are also on the road of youthful struggle."
On the podium, Chu Qingmian, as the monitor, was giving an inspirational speech once every semester.
The head teacher Li Lu stood aside with a face full of approval. The students under the podium listened attentively and were always ready to applaud passionately.
Except someone in the last row.
Su Chengyi rested his chin in boredom and stared out the window.
It rained heavily last night, and there was still wet water on the leaves.
Two chubby sparrows stayed on the treetops, chirping, and pressed the branches into a curved arc.
When Chu Qingmian finished her speech and applause began to ring out in the classroom, Su Chengyi lazily looked back.
That’s when something strange happened.
Chu Qingmian, who was bowing slightly on the podium, suddenly had a strange number appear on her head, like an electronic clock with a transparent bottom on her head.
"100"
One hundred?
Su Chengyi frowned, what does this mean?
The applause in the classroom continued. Li Lu was moved by her speech and quietly wiped the tears from her eyes.
Others didn't seem to notice this strange thing at all.
After Chu Qingmian bowed and raised her head, her eyes fell squarely on Su Chengyi.
Su Chengyi was still struggling with the issue of that number, so the two of them looked at each other for the first time in a long time.
Chu Qingmian's eyelashes trembled rapidly, and then she looked away unnaturally, walked off the podium and returned to her seat.
The floating number also returned to its position with her.
Is this some kind of AR special effect? Or is Earth Online stuck with a bug again?
Strange.
With such doubts, Su Chengyi stared at Chu Qingmian's back all day long.
I don’t know if it was his misunderstanding. In the past, Miss Chu, who was always at ease and perfect, was always a little absent-minded and in a hurry today.
It seemed that he still took some time out of his busy schedule to glare at him.
After returning home from studying the next evening, Su Chengyi threw her schoolbag on the sofa and opened her computer browser.
“What would it be like to see a series of numbers suddenly appear on someone’s head?”
“Will a countdown suddenly appear on someone’s head?”
“The latest AR special effects technology”
After a messy search, Su Chengyi did not get any effective information.
Most of the answers told him to go to a mental hospital, saying it was an early symptom of paranoia.
Du Niang also thoughtfully provided him with Tang'an City's 24-hour free psychological crisis consultation hotline, as well as four nearby mental health centers that can provide services free of charge.
Finally, he entered a video clip on a certain website without any hope.
“Look, this man’s name is Xiaoshuai! That day, as soon as he boarded the flight, he saw the same one-hour countdown on everyone’s heads, and he immediately chose to turn around and leave.
An hour later, the news reported that the plane crashed, and Xiaoshuai covered his face in pain. He knew that he could not save them."
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Su Chengyi closed the laptop with a snap.
Countdown to death?
Ha, it’s a joke, it’s too science fiction.
In comparison, Su Chengyi is more willing to believe that this is an early symptom of paranoia.
Sleep, maybe the hallucination will disappear when you wake up.
That night, Su Chengyi fell asleep with this mentality.
But early the next morning, he met Chu Qingmian, an outstanding student cadre on duty, at the school gate.
She smiled as charmingly as ever, even the way her hair was blown by the wind was perfect.
But that number didn’t disappear.
The difference is that it has changed from "100" to "99".
Su Chengyi's steps froze in place, and he took a deep breath.
This is not a dream, this is real.
This number is measured in days and is decaying.
"Su Chengyi?"
The sweet voice pulled him out of his chaotic thoughts.
Su Chengyi raised his eyes. Chu Qingmian, who was still on duty at the door, walked up to him at some point.
She tilted her head slightly, her beautiful eyes full of worry.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you look like you've lost your soul?"
Su Chengyi's Adam's apple rolled twice and he couldn't speak.
The distance is closer, and the numbers above her head are much clearer, which further proves that this is definitely not a means of special effects.
"You"
Seeing that he didn't reply, Chu Qingmian frowned and reached out to pull the cuffs of his school uniform.
"I'm fine."
Su Chengyi took a step back and shook his head.
Chu Qingmian's move to get closer failed, her expression was slightly startled, and she clenched her fingers quietly.
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The next second, she said angrily:
"Campus card!!!"
Su Chengyi was stunned by her roar and took it out of the pocket of her school uniform. He took out the card and handed it to her hand.
Chu Qingmian pursed her lips angrily, lowered her head, and asked in surprise:
"Why did you give me your ID card?"
"Huh?"
Su Chengyi then realized that he had taken the wrong ID.
Because of the countdown, I have been restless from last night to this morning, so I brought my campus card as my ID card.
Looking at the absent-minded expression on the other party's face, Chu Qingmian sighed softly and stuffed the ID card back into his pocket.
"Forget it, I'll give you a break, hurry up."
"Oh."
Su Chengyi took the ID card, lowered his head and walked towards the school gate. He vaguely heard Chu Qingmian saying something. He complained softly behind him:
"Perfunctory ghost, curse you for falling!"
Su Chengyi turned around again after hearing this.
The other party immediately returned to his usual serious appearance of an outstanding student cadre, wrinkled his nose, and winked at him:
"Hurry in, if someone sees me, will you accuse me of bending the law for personal gain?!"
Su Chengyi looked at the number "99" on her head, and suddenly felt that her whole heart was slowly sinking.
In fact, it is not necessarily a countdown to death. Movies are still movies after all, and the real world may not be so cruel.
Su Chengyi thought like this and turned the pen in his hand into an afterimage.
This was an action he would do subconsciously when he was extremely anxious. The last time he did this, he encountered a math competition question that troubled him for the first time.
Maybe it’s the “countdown to transforming into a magical girl”.
It may also be the countdown to "Trisolarans attacking the earth".
Or countdown to "Asteroid hitting Earth".
Countdown to the "super earthquake that reshapes the earth".
Countdown to "World War III Begins".
Blah blah blah.
It doesn’t matter what it is, in short, it must not be “Chu Qingmian’s life countdown.”
After realizing that this was all he cared about, Su Chengyi covered his eyes and sighed.
Su Chengyi couldn't keep staring at the monitor's back today because she was ordered to go to the auditorium to rehearse the artistic performance in a few days.
But soon he also had the opportunity to continue doing this.
Because Li Lu came to the classroom and asked:
"Is there any classmate who is willing to run errands and help deliver the props for our class's performances?"
"I'll go!"
"Me, me, me!"
"Teacher, please let me do this difficult thing!"
For this kind of thing, the students in the class are often very active and raise their hands one after another.
But someone in the back row stood up suddenly, walked to Li Lu, and said expressionlessly:
"Where are the props?"
There was an instant silence in the noisy class.
This great god suddenly took on this kind of job in front of the whole class, which frightened the students as much as seeing a thousand-year-old zombie suddenly lift the coffin board and jump up.
Su Chengyi held a big box in both hands and walked slowly on the way to the auditorium.
The cultural performances of No. 1 Middle School have always been highly valued. Last year, Chu Qingmian performed a piano solo, Bach's Twelve Equal Temperaments.
This year she seems to be playing the cello.
For her, playing these instruments came easily and did not require rehearsal.
But in order to make the performance more class-conscious, she worked tirelessly to plan a drama. She retreated behind the scenes and was only responsible for playing background music.
Su Chengyi didn't understand why she did these thankless things.
Perhaps this lack of understanding is what separates them from the term "childhood sweethearts".
Looking back, he and Chu Qingmian were not so estranged from the beginning.
In kindergarten, the two sat at the same table and used crayons to complete art class homework together. Occasionally, they would also give each other's parents a lift home.
After one person gets off the car, the other person will hold the window open and say reluctantly: "See you tomorrow!"
At that time, both of them agreed that the jokes of their elders were serious. , thinking that they will really get married when they grow up.
However, after Su Chengyi entered elementary school, his parents divorced. This affected his character and made him increasingly withdrawn and strange.
Chu Qingmian has grown from that timid and shy girl to an outstanding primary school student who has begun to take shape as a perfect young lady. She has many friends and is very popular in the school.
Su Chengyi somehow felt that this scene was very annoying, so he unilaterally decided not to talk to Chu Qingmian anymore.
At first, Chu Qingmian would follow him after school, pestering him tirelessly to ask why he was ignoring people.
Until one day, Su Chengyi saw that she couldn't deal with it, so he gave her a cold face:
"Because I don't need you, is it difficult to understand?"
Chu Qingmian was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.
Su Chengyi was walking ahead distractedly with her schoolbag on her back. When she noticed that she was particularly quiet, she turned around to look.
Chu Qingmian squatted at the intersection just now, sobbing and crying.
Su Chengyi had no choice but to walk back and stuck him next to her like a wooden stake.
After a long while, Chu Qingmian raised her head with tears in her eyes and asked him:
"Aren't you going to marry me again?"
As a primary school student, Su Chengyi now understood what "marriage" meant. She blushed at her innocent question and shouted angrily:
"Of course!"
Chu Qingmian’s tears fell even harder.
But from that day on, she never pestered him to ask why.
Later on, in junior high school, a vague gender awareness gradually emerged between male and female classmates, and the two had no reason to get close.
Just like that, separated by a subtle distance, until today.
Just like playing the "three-two-one wooden man" game in kindergarten, the childhood sweethearts Su Chengyi and Chu Qingmian tacitly started a game of "pretending to be unfamiliar". No one knew when the countdown was. Finish.
When my mind wandered, I had already walked near the auditorium, and I could vaguely hear the sound of classmates reciting the lines of the drama loudly from inside.
Su Chengyi's footsteps stopped at the door. He leaned against the door frame and admired the completely different funny drama from a distance.
Chu Qingmian's cello was placed in the corner of the stage, and it was not her turn to take the stage yet, so she was sitting in the front row, watching the performance on stage intently.
Her sitting posture is very standard. Viewed from the back, she has long hair shawl and a slim waist.
Su Chengyi vaguely remembers that she received many little red flowers from teachers in kindergarten, and he accumulated a lot of money because of bad behaviors such as "refusing to cooperate with class activities", "crying in anger at his cute classmates", etc. Many little black stars representing mistakes.
In the end, it was Chu Qingmian who generously used her little red flowers to offset Su Chengyi's little black stars, giving Su Chengyi the chance to win the annual "Good Child" certificate from the kindergarten.
Su Chengyi had not recalled such a memory for a long time. For a moment, he felt as if he had lived in another world. Only the strange number reminded him that this was reality.
Even though she was so far away, the number was still floating above her head, it was still very clear "99".
The drama on stage has reached its climax, and it is Chu Qingmian's turn to perform her cello solo next.
She pinched it, stood up in a hurry, and trotted to get on the stage from the back steps.
At this time, Su Chengyi suddenly saw the number on her head flashing and suddenly turned into "0"!
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Su Chengyi suffered a cardiac arrest and the box in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
Before her brain could react, her body was already running towards her position uncontrollably.
It was also at this time that he suddenly discovered that in front of Chu Qingmian, the wall on the ceiling was cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the chandelier was already crumbling.
If she continued to take one or two steps forward, she would definitely be hit by the falling chandelier.
The auditorium of No. 1 Middle School was built with great emphasis on style. At such a height, no one would notice anything happening overhead.
“Chu Qingmian!!!”
Having determined the source of the danger, Su Chengyi quickly shouted loudly.
His voice, hoarse with nervousness, echoed anxiously in the auditorium.
Fortunately, Chu Qingmian heard his voice and immediately stopped and turned around.
“Bang!”
The gorgeous glass chandelier fell heavily to the stage in the next second, and the fragments flew.
Everyone in the auditorium was so frightened that they froze in place. Only Su Chengyi rushed to the edge of the stage and dragged Chu Qingmian off the steps.
Chu Qingmian staggered two steps and almost fell into his arms. He didn't have time to apologize. He just held her shoulders and asked hastily:
"Are you okay? "Are you injured anywhere?"
Chu Qingmian was still a little bit confused, but when he pulled her away like this, she quickly shook her head and replied:
"I'm fine"
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She didn't have time to be afraid of the danger she had avoided to the best of her ability. She noticed Su Chengyi's abnormal behavior first and just reached out to touch his forehead in a daze.
"Su Chengyi, how could your expression be so bad?"
Su Chengyi did not retreat from her touch this time, because he saw that the number above her head had changed back to " 99".
This seems to be the countdown to her death.
(End of this chapter)