Chapter 13 Wing Chun and Spaceship Pilot
Lin Shuang was full of classes the next day, and his class schedule was packed from morning to night.
Of course, the most important thing of the day is to follow the system mother's guidance and go to the unused classroom at one o'clock to find out.
Lin Shuang was a little curious as to what was waiting for him.
It's not like he hasn't thought about whether he should take a look in advance and step on something, but he is worried that it will affect the triggering of the mission.
The morning was Lin Shuang's favorite literary history class. After carefully taking notes all morning, he ate a bowl of noodles (with eggs, chicken legs, and the most delicious daylily jelly seeds) in the cafeteria, and then walked slowly to the destination.
Arriving at the abandoned classroom at the end of the fifth floor of the teaching building, it was exactly one o'clock.
Lin Shuang glanced outside. The windows of this classroom were tightly covered with thick curtains. There was dust accumulated on the window lattice. It seemed that it had been abandoned for a long time.
Walking to the door casually, when Lin Shuang held the door handle, he felt that his heartbeat was quite slow. At most, it was slightly accelerated because he had walked all the way from the cafeteria.
Then, he opened the door of this classroom.
The warm wind of early spring rushed into the classroom instantly, lifting the curtains and the hem of the girl's skirt.
Yes, there is a damsel in this abandoned classroom.
She was wearing a knitted sweater with a short skirt, and black stockings that were half-stripped hanging from her knees. Her back was to Lin Shuang, and at this time, she was leaning on the corner of a table, floating up and down, left and right.
She was so immersed in the scene that she forgot all about things and herself. She didn't even notice that the door had been opened and someone was watching the live broadcast.
The smooth ponytail tied to the side with a pink bow also fluttered with her movements.
Sometimes the girl sang loudly, sometimes she sang softly, and in harmony with the efforts of the girl at the table, she looked like a sacrificial girl from an ancient tribe performing some mysterious summoning ceremony.
But the well-informed Lin Shuang immediately saw what she was doing! Isn’t this the Knights of the Round Table?
He never expected that the system mother would lead him here and see such a scene.
Was there something wrong with the way he opened the door? Open the door directly and enter the second dimension?
The girl's mysterious ritual is getting more and more intense and seems to be entering its final chapter.
Lin Shuang subconsciously felt something was wrong and felt deeply trapped between a rock and a hard place, but the system girl jumped out at the right time.
【Decision Open】
[Choose to stay where you are and wait, you will be rewarded with master-level Wing Chun, and trigger the subsequent plot A]
[Choose to exit the classroom silently, reward master-level spaceship driving, and trigger subsequent plot B]
What is spaceship piloting? If the system girl doesn't come with a spaceship, what is the use of this skill?
You can't walk out of this classroom. The world outside has fast forwarded to the interstellar age, right?
Lin Shuang decisively chose to stay where he was and wait, while gently closing the door.
It's not that he wants to continue admiring this girl's mysterious rituals, it's mainly that he's a little curious about Wing Chun.
As the last high note trembles and ends, the girl's mysterious summoning ceremony finally ends.
She lay down on the table exhausted. It seemed that she had used up all her magic power, but unfortunately nothing could be summoned.
Looking from behind, Lin Shuang gave this girl a perfect score for her figure.
How to describe it? It's like a queen bee, thin in the middle and big at both ends.
The current situation is a bit delicate.
Lin Shuang always couldn't take the initiative to say hello, so he could only wait for the girl to find him.
Fortunately, he didn't wait too long.
The girl lying on the table stretched out and showed off her perfect curves, then finally turned her head and met Lin Shuang's gaze.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Before this, Lin Shuang always thought that he was the graduation work of the Creator.
Didn’t you expect that the Creator had a secret secret?
This girl's face was breathtakingly beautiful, and the blush that still remained was like a handful cut out of the most charming sunset.
It should be that the gods got drunk and crushed the mortal hearts into pieces.
Seeing Lin Shuang, her eyes were confused for only a moment, and her bored expression quickly became vivid.
That was probably the expression of a girl who was used to being arrogant and had finally found a new toy and found it interesting.
She tilted her head towards him, her ponytail hanging down like a golden willow by the river, "Does it look good?"
Lin Shuangcheng nodded sincerely, "It looks good."
The girl put her hands on her hands and sat on the table.
Lin Shuang saw a puddle of water under the table legs.
It's like an umbrella passing through a rain curtain and bringing it indoors, leaving traces behind.
But it hasn't rained in the past two days.
The girl's jade-like delicate fingers rested lazily on the black silk hanging from the crook of her leg.
She moved gracefully, as if she were performing some stage play, and took off her black silk stockings.
"As a gift for our romantic encounter, I give it to you."
Lin Shuang's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he glanced at the system interface. Master Wing Chun had been loaded, but there was no prompt for the next plot.
What is the level of master-level Wing Chun? How many tricks can you have with Master Ye in the movie?
He stood there calmly and said, "Meeting is fate, so there is no need for gifts."
The girl hooked her stockings with her fingertips and looked at him with a smile, "It feels uncomfortable to be rejected."
Her voice was a little hoarse, and even though she was still a few steps away, the voice seemed to be right next to his ear, rubbing against his ears and temples.
"Or, handsome boy, do you just want to help poor me?"
Help with what? Help her with the mysterious summoning ritual?
Outside the window, at Huaicheng University, the bell for afternoon classes has rang, a soft song.
It seems that Lin Shuang, the good student with the best grade point, is going to miss class.
He laughed and said, "I think we can change places and have an in-depth communication."
“But people think it’s more exciting here.”
The girl's slender white legs were crossed together, and her toes painted with red manicure hooked at him, "At least accept the gift first. It's not a gentleman's behavior to make a beautiful woman wait for too long, right?"< br>
She sat up from the table, holding the black stockings in her hand, and slowly approached him with elegant steps.
To be honest, if Lin Shuang meets such a scheming girl outside, he will definitely be cool with her.
Boys must protect themselves when they are alone outside.
But now, everything is for the chance to cure sister Yan Han's eyes.
Lin Shuang silently took a step forward, wanting to receive her gift - the black silk.
The moment he was about to touch, the girl's wrist flipped flexibly and gently, and a dagger cut through the stockings. The tip of the knife suddenly downwards and stabbed him.
A dazzling cold light flashed, and Lin Shuang, a master of Wing Chun, leaned back tactically, barely able to avoid the dagger blade.
(End of chapter)