My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 6

Yin Hang took another look at the note. There were still many footprints and indescribable marks on it.

Amidst doubts, Yin Hang still clicked Apply.

Today is Tuesday, and the holiday rule for the third-year dormitory students is two and a half days every half month, and only then can they get their mobile phones.

The next holiday is Friday afternoon, three days later, just too late.

And whose QQ number this is is still uncertain, and it is hard to say whether it is even a QQ number.

But after thinking about it, if this is really left by An Tong, at least there is still a possibility of continuing to negotiate.

Yin Hang let out a long sigh.

I came here through time travel a month ago, if I started earlier, maybe...

Forget it, I think too highly of myself.

After getting off at the station, there was still a distance from where Yin Hang lived. Yin Hang walked for a while and passed a pedestrian street with a flower bed park next to it.

In fact, this park only covers an area of ​​more than 300 square meters, because it is around eight o'clock in summer, and the sky is bright, which is not too late. Some old men are still playing Tai Chi and practicing sword here.

Looking at their figures, Yin Hang slowed down.

These old men, even the young ones are sixty or seventy years old.

No matter how young you are, you can't retire. How can you exercise here leisurely.

So do they know something?
Four or fifty years before the revival of Reiki, there might be some real stuff still out there.

Yin Hang really wanted to go up and ask directly, but the sentence scolded by An Tong for being sick was still fresh in his ears, and he was afraid of repeating the same mistakes.

What if someone asks you what to do if you lie down?
Yin Hang walked a few steps, and saw a double chair not far away. An old lady was sitting on it and rubbing her legs. After Yin Hang sat down silently, he took out his mobile phone to record the video, and then observed.

An old man who practiced Tai Chi was soon stared at by Yin Hang, his whole body became hairy, and his movements became more and more unnatural.

Then a thin old man practicing wooden swords was also targeted.

Yin Hang was also helpless after the only two masters who practiced kung fu in front of him changed places.

He also imagined that his knowledge-seeking gaze could attract the attention of these two uncles and give him some advice.

As a result, they both turned and walked away.

The rest were either kicking shuttlecocks with the old lady, or shaking their arms, stretching their legs, howling and patting their bodies.

After closing the recording, I found that the generated video was only 7 to [-] minutes in total.

Yin Hang is going to go back and do some research.

When he got home, he extracted the video and uploaded it to the computer, then searched for some related videos from the Internet, and finally used his own video for comparison.

As a result, the actions of those old men were basically the same as those in the video tutorial.

Yin Hang sighed and lay on his back on the bed.

If you can find it on the Internet, it must be useless.

Everyone can think of what I can think of, and I still have terrifying energy and resources. How can I play this?
After washing up, Yin Hang was going to try his luck on the Internet again.

Today is supposed to be a nationwide physical examination, and the domestic news is likely to be screened, so will there be new things from abroad?

After turning it over, I found that it was still fun from the war bureaus of various countries.

The only difference is that before using keywords to search, it will directly show that there is no relevant content.

But now if you search with keywords, a bunch of irrelevant things will pop up.

When Yin Hang first traveled here, he also saw some high-definition videos of instant disappearance and trapeze people.

The most of them are in the sports world, with all kinds of unimaginable broken records.

But now this kind of news is extinct, even if the picture quality of the Syrian war-damaged version is not there.

If you really guard against it like this, will your IP address be targeted?
Yin Hang thought about the weird incidents that happened to him recently...

not at all.

He remembered that at this time, the protagonist, in order to collect negative emotional points, had already started selling charcoal-grilled bell Xue Gao next to the ice cream stand.

Well, this is probably the background board, right?
Strange to say, there must have been awakenings in the school, and he paid special attention to them, but he didn't find any clues except for someone leaving the school and disappearing.

Yin Hang sighed, logged out of the foreign network, and reconnected to the domestic network, a QQ notification popped up at the bottom right of the computer.

Your friend request has been approved.

passed?
Then it's not An Tong.

Boarding students are not like day students, who can only get their mobile phones when they are on vacation.

"So where did this torn note come from? Is it just garbage?"

Yin Hang took it out of his pocket irritably, and threw it into the trash can.

But after all, he also added other people's friends, so Yin Hang asked politely.

[Return to the Other Shore: May I ask who you are? 】

After half a minute, the other party's message came over.

【An An: I am An Tong】

【An An: Who are you?】

Really An Tong?

Can boarding students take mobile phones?
Yin Hang was puzzled, and habitually wanted to change a note to the other party first.

But after clicking on her profile, I found that the whole interface was different.

The bells and whistles became the default.

The profile picture was replaced by a red fairy tale book.

The online name is An'an.

Age 17, gender female.

Signed as: Xiao Que Xing

Yin Hang was stunned, what's the matter?
After hesitating for a moment, he still typed.

[Return to the Other Shore: My name is Yin Hang, hello. 】

Yin Hang can't be said to be good at chatting online, but at least he won't stutter like in reality.

At least the typing speed is still normal.

[An'an: Oh oh oh, hehe]

[An'an: I just returned to the dormitory, hello, hello]

Just returned to the dormitory?

Yin Hang glanced at the time.

It's past eleven o'clock.

Is this senior high school student working so hard now?
[An An: Oh yes, how did you find this note?]

[An'an: I forgot to tell you when I left]

Yin Hang frowned slightly, feeling that it was inappropriate to say that he was picked up as trash.

[Return to the other shore: I found it when I was packing my schoolbag at home, so I added it for a try, but I didn't expect it to be you. 】

[An'an: Awesome]

[An'an: I was in the corridor at the time, seeing that you didn't come, I went to class again]

[An'an: I just tore a note next to the trash can, and wrote my number, I was afraid you would just throw it away]

Yin Hang's fingers froze.

He really wanted to communicate more with the other party, although it was difficult to make any substantial progress.

But how?
Return an ellipsis?

Can't you just write it on the first page of the paper?

But then, five message notification tones sounded in succession.

[An'an: Actually, that's the case, I just want to make things clear]

[An An: Of course, whether you like Jiang Shiyun or not, this matter can be discussed after the college entrance examination]

[An'an: I think it's better for us to study hard before the college entrance examination]

[An'an: After the college entrance examination, I can help you get her out on a date, let's talk slowly, don't worry]

[An An: Girls hate anxious boys]

After Yin Hang spent some time reading it, he didn't know what to reply.

He had already denied that he liked Jiang Shiyun, but the other party didn't believe it at all.

To be honest, he scolded himself for being sick again.

Although it's not true...

In order not to let the favorability continue to decrease, Yin Hang can only express.

[Return to the Other Shore: Thank you. 】

(End of this chapter)