"The focus is on physics," Xi said.

There was actually a little idea in her mind, but it was just a idea.

If you want to prove her conjecture, you have to prove it with evidence.

When Wen Youyang got the order, he began to look for physics-related things. Of course, other textbooks and the like had to be read along.

Judging from the cleanliness of Zhang Jiaqi's room, you can know that she is a very self-disciplined person.

Students with good self-discipline scores are generally unlikely to fall in love early.

Because of self-discipline, they will restrain themselves and know what is the most important thing for them at this stage.

It is learning.

When she was talking to Mother Zhang just now, her mood was very unstable, so neither Xi Xi nor Wen Youyang asked her if she knew Zhang Jiaqi's early love.

But if a girl really falls in love early, it will definitely reveal clues in her small private space.

However, after Wen Youyang's investigation, he did not find any signs of early love.

Wen Youyang looked up and said to Xi Gang, who was standing next to the bookshelf, "Lu Zhu, I think what the NPC students said was false."

Zhang Jiaqi had no early love.

Xi Yan: "Yes."

Wen Youyang continued to look down and asked casually, "How do you know that their words cannot be believed? Is it because of your high level that you have passed through a lot of experience left behind?"

Xi Gang reinserted a book into the shelf.

This time she did not avoid Wen Youyang's question and replied: "After completing the task, if you are the person who contributed the most to this task, then you will get a chance to rotate the roulette. I got a lot of things on it, including the number of days to live in the real world, and tips for different levels. "

Wen Youyang curiously said, "Just like a lottery? Is there a 'thank you for your patronage'?"

Xi Yan: "Yes."

Wen Youyang smiled a little bit, but his eyes flashed the light of wanting to see Xi's joke: "Have you ever switched to 'Thank you for your patronage'?"

Xi Yan glanced at him, his eyes indifferent.

Wen Youyang snorted.

Xi Yan took another book and said lightly: "I'm very lucky, as long as I turn, there will be no blank space."

Wen Youyang raised his hand: "I'm very lucky! I will get SSR when I play the game card! The worst is SR!"

Xi Yan: "Oh, let you smoke after this time."

Wen Youyang laughed excitedly: "Wow, wow!"

Xi Yan: "I will kill you without getting the highest reward."

Wen Youyang: "..." You say this makes me so stressed.

They continued to search.

Not long after, Xi Yan's eyes darkened, and his voice was low: "I found it."

Wen Youyang put down the things in his hands and looked at them, "What did you find—"

His words got stuck before he finished speaking, and then a coolness rose from behind.

I saw the same three words on the notebook in Xi's hand: I hate you.

It was written with a pencil. Every time you write the word "hate", you can see that the refill is broken.

However, the person who wrote continued to write, and each word penetrated the back of the paper.

Wen Youyang: "I feel like I feel substantial grievances and hatred ..."

Xi Yan: "I don't."

As soon as the voice fell, it seemed to make Xi Yi feel it too. The handwriting on the notebook, which was originally just a pencil, was gradually dyed red, and a **** liquid like the hate oozed out, and soon the paper was soaked.