[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

59: The Astrologer 13

Zong Yan really wanted to hunt Yog-Sothoth down and stab him with a knife.

Thirty five points, he only had thirty-five points on the exam, and now ten of those points were gone! That was a third!

His score wasn't high to begin with, but now you couldn't even see it.

With thirty-five points he could at least dream about Tsinghua, but now what? Now what!!!

Zong Yan wanted to grab that gray-haired evil god and shake him and shake him again. But after the tutorial session he actually disappeared for half a month. Maybe he headed to a different time and space to enjoy the show. Zong Yan was so angry his head was smoking.

Sure enough, you can't trust what an evil god says!!

After a short time the bell rang, and all the students in the classroom hurried to the playing field in a swarm.

A lot of the students in the science track were boys. Since gym class was usually held with two classes together, Class 3 had formed two regular teams to play soccer with the other classes.

After physical education, everyone was usually sweating, but Qingyang High School thoughtfully scheduled PE class at the end of the day.

"Zong Yan, are you going to play soccer?"

Just after Zong Yan neatly put away his copy of 《The Will to Power》, Ye JingMing came in from the hallway with a pink basketball in his hand.

As for Ye JingMing, after he'd realized his mistake during their previous, not quite heart-to-heart conversation, he now regarded Zong Yan as a comrade-in-arms of the revolution.

Zong Yan had saved his life and wasn't his love rival. In Ye JingMing's eyes that made Zong Yan one of his own. He packed up Zong Yan and planted him in his own camp.

Zong Yan didn't think there was anything weird about this. After all, he hadn't cared when Ye JingMing fought against him before. Now he just had one more person to talk to. It didn't make much of a difference.

The way boys communicated with each other wasn't very complicated. It could be a matter of playing a game of basketball or getting into a fight. For whatever reason, they now saw eye to eye.

Speaking of basketball, Ye JingMing taught him how to play.

All of Qingyang High School watched in wordless awe as the two teens hung out together. The question marks on the forum could fill an entire screen. Every day a special team arrived to report on the situation between the two. It took half a month before everyone finally confirmed—

They really made up.

After Ye JingMing's group of minions began to call out "Yan Ge", "Yan Ge", the onlookers had to accept it as reality.

Even Ye JingMing and Zong Yan could bury the hatchet. Was nothing impossible in this world?

Everyone was numb.

"Let's go."

Zong Yan stood up and walked to the playground with Ye JingMing.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was almost time for winter break.

Lately Zong Yan was paying close attention to current affairs, including the news on the MU app.

The occult world had been unsettled recently. It seemed there was something wrong in New York. For weeks running they'd been calling in investigators from all over the world.

He didn't know what was going on, but all the turmoil made Zong Yan feel a little concerned. Even though he'd reverted time, the painful memory of the fall of Jiangzhou still lingered in his mind.