Chapter 1998 Master, Please Give Me a Promotion (35)

[Ding—The favorability is increased by ten, and the task completion rate is 60%. 】

Fighting in the light of blood, returning to the dust in drunken dreams.

At ten o'clock, Mu Yue and his party defended Zhongzhou, which belonged to Zuimeng, and Zhan Tianxia failed to attack the city, losing all territory and territory.

Luo Qingchen, who was sitting in front of the computer, smiled and silently changed the title on her head to Mu Yue I.

Standing on the most sacred place in the game, I can't help but feel proud.

Because she has this master with first-class skills by her side, she always feels that no matter how difficult the battle is, she has nothing to fear.

“Beep, beep, beep—” the sound came from the private chat.

Luo Qingchen clicked on the private chat, and it came from the concern of his great consortium...oh no, the math teacher.

[Private chat] Mu Yue; didn’t you say you don’t have to come up to fight a territorial battle?

[Private chat] Qingxia: I want to protect our Zhongzhou!

[Private Chat] Mu Yue: It doesn’t need you to protect it. You can still protect it even if you rest.

[Private chat] Qingxia: Liar!

[Private chat] Mu Yue: You don’t believe me...

…

Luo Qingchen did not reply, but silently turned off the computer, feeling depressed.

In fact...there are some unspeakable grievances. It's certainly wrong for her to get up and play games when she's sick, but she also wants them to win!

As his partner and math teacher, shouldn't he praise her?

[The male protagonist obviously cares about the host...] The sudden sound from the system made her stunned for a moment!

Then he hid under the quilt and said angrily: "Why are you turning your elbows outward!"

【……】

At the same time, in the European-style decorated room, Gong Mubai frowned with some annoyance. Looking at the grayed-out profile picture on the computer screen, he felt very uncomfortable and fell into self-reflection.

Did he just say the wrong thing?

Shouldn't he blame her?

In fact, I was very proud of her. In the vast sea of ​​people, there was a certain death situation. But she showed up at his side regardless of everything and saved him.

He knew better than anyone else that without her, he would definitely die in Zhongzhou, and Zuimeng would lose their Qitian Temple.

I feel a little regretful, why I only focused on blaming her, but forgot to praise her and thank her...

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Tonight is doomed.

Early the next morning, Luo Qingchen felt that she had been impulsive last night, so she got up early, bought two breakfasts, and walked towards the office.

Since it was still early for morning reading, and it was Sunday, there were basically no teachers in the office.

Tiptoeing to Gong Mubai's seat, he looked at his neat and tidy desktop and unconsciously raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

He was seated next to the window, and the early morning sunlight shone on the pots on the table. When he took a deep breath, he could smell the scent of camphor trees, which was refreshing.

"Ahem—" Gong Mubai coughed lightly as he looked at her back, a tiny glimmer of light flashing in his deep eyes.

He had strawberry cake and oat milk in his hand, and he planned to give it to her when she came to the office to take the exam papers later.

After all, he knew that she was angry.

"Ah?" Luo Qingchen was startled. The breakfast in her hand fell on the table with a thud. She turned around suddenly and said with trembling eyebrows: "Mathematical... Math teacher, good morning."

Assi, what is she talking about?

As expected, Gong Mubai frowned slightly. He really didn't like the words 'math teacher', but he had to agree.

"Yeah." He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you feel better?"

"Much better, teacher..."

"..."