If the answer is available, the branch plot will start, if the answer is not available, nothing will happen.

I also want to know how the system will broadcast in her ears later. Although she knows that she should accumulate achievement points and emotion points, she still chooses resolutely——

"I want to join the art club... sorry..."

"It doesn't matter, but your shooting concept still needs to be changed."

"It turned out to be this."

Originally thinking that something interesting was about to happen, it turned out that Momoi Wuzuki couldn't help but spit out after hearing Midorima Shintaro's reaction: "I thought Xiaolu, what are you going to say."

"Momoi, you can put away your thoughts that are too far from the truth."

Glancing at Mu Xi, who also seemed to be relieved, Midorima Shintaro slowly pushed up his slipped glasses, his expression unchanged: "Besides, you have been able to practice shooting basketball to this extent, and it can be seen that you are working very hard, Mu-san."

There are 40 points in physical education in the senior high school entrance examination, and there are so many candidates in the city, one point difference is at least a thousand people, can she not work hard.

Although the direction of her initial efforts was not actually the physical examination.

Nodding his head and thanking Midorima Shintaro softly, Mu Xi realized that still life is much more difficult to draw than geometry after walking to the art club.

The first time she drew a still life, she was crooked. Looking at the painting Mu Xi in her hand, which was wrong in everything from structure to light and shadow, she stuffed it back into her schoolbag, and decided to use the back of it as a math scratch paper.

Maybe after being used as draft paper, it becomes a work of art instead.

"I think it's pretty good."

"Ms. Mu Zhao, are you really a fashion editor? Where is your basic aesthetic ability?"

"This is my aesthetic ability."

Mu Zhao turned to his daughter who complained with a smile, and pointed at the still life painting with a very serious expression: "Look, what a beautiful abstract painting style, isn't it?"

"Uh..." No, no, no, you don't have to be so respectful for your daughter.

Forcibly snatching back his still life picture of banana and apple, Mu Xi threw the painting back into the room and put it on the bottom of the bookshelf before running to the kitchen to help Mu Zhao cook: "Can this also be regarded as an abstract art?"

"Why not? Anyway, fashion is in the hands of those who have the right to speak."

Mu Zhao casually stir-fried the chicken thighs in the pot a few times, and then sprinkled the teriyaki sauce that Mu Xi helped to make just now from the side of the pot: "Speaking of which, the weather is good this weekend, Xiaoxi, do you want to go somewhere to play?"Play?"

"No."

"I heard that Tezuka next door seems to be playing a tennis qualifier in the Tokyo area. How about going to see it?"

"don't want."

On a good weekend, you should do nothing at home. Is it still called rest when you go out?

"Refused so quickly, sorry to go?"

Listening to Ms. Mu Zhao's casual provocation, Mu Xi stretched his waist, and his expression became serious: "No, I don't like to watch this kind of competition with acquaintances. It's okay to win, everyone is happy; loseI see, isn't that embarrassing?"

"Maybe they won't lose?"

"No, I don't want to bet on this possibility, let's give each other some space."

If there is another branch line, for example, after winning, say a few words to get to know all Qingxue and then start a Qingxue branch, and after losing, go to comfort or get to know all Qingxue and open a Qingxue branch, will she still survive?

Seeing that Mu Xi seemed really determined not to go, Mu Zhao didn't say anything anymore, he sat down at the table after filling out the chicken in the pot with a deep expression: "Oh, at least I should learn something like "I'm starting"?"

"Eating is silent."

"Xiao Xi, we need a sense of ritual in our life."

"My sense of ritual is to eat when I'm hungry."

Angrily finished eating today's chicken legs, returned to his room and opened the window to feel the breeze in the spring evening outside the window, Mu Xi reached out and poked open the system screen, clicked every icon to poke everyone's favorability, took a step back instantly, diedStaring at each of the lit up portraits, he squirmed his lower lip.

"You come and tell me."

"What?"

"Come and tell me, why everyone has four balls??"

According to the system, four balls are basically the stage where you can walk the friendship line. After scanning the three pixel portraits lit up under Diguang, only Aomine Daiki still has two ordinary basketballs.The same four bright basketballs gritted their teeth: "I only talked to Ziyuan a few words in total? Is this already the favorability of four balls??"

"Then why don't you think about what you did?"

"Uh..." [You gave someone snacks, Atsushi Murasakihara's character doesn't regard you as a friend, what does he regard you as?】

It made sense, but she couldn't refute it.

"Then, tell me—"

"I can tell you without you asking."

Always feeling as if there was a feeling of being scorned, Mu Xi stared at the scenery outside the window and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to close the window or feel the breeze outside, he suddenly hummed and laughed.

"Are you sure you answered what I wanted to ask?"

"Now you are still within the common line, and the favorability within the common line is fixed at four balls."

"As I said, I don't have any intention of attacking others."

"Then do you want to die again at the age of thirty, and let only your mother cry?"

"For the record, my mother wasn't alone. She had a great job, she had a great life, my presence was the icing on the cake for her, and my death didn't mean the end of her life's meaning."

"..."

"People's ideas are always changing. When I was a child, I thought that I would be very old if I lived to be sixty years old. Later, I felt that it would be worthwhile to travel to the world when I was eighty years old. I didn't realize it until the end. Thirty years oldHis life seems short, but it doesn't seem to be bad."

"Are you willing to die again?"

"Who knows, it's actually pretty good to think about it now. If life has a countdown, will my feeling of being alive be different from others and from before?"

The black-haired girl put her hands on the window sill and smiled brightly at the extraordinarily vast sky outside: "The countdown begins now, and I will be closer to my death every day than before, so I have to do my best to keep my existence alive."past proof.

Wouldn't this be better than tying yourself to those teenagers for the sake of "targets" and getting their love so as to get the minimum standard of "survival"?"

"..."

But are you really not afraid?

Mu Xi thinks she will still be afraid, but it should be more of a kind of joy of being able to do it all over again.

"I lost to you. But I'm telling the truth, if you don't have a line to achieve HE, you will die on your thirtieth birthday."

"I know. But you talk about sharing your life with me, but you can still survive, right? Thank you."

The system knows that Mu Xi is a good-looking human being, at least from a human point of view.

But she doesn't like to laugh, and she doesn't like to communicate more with people. She even wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses later, hiding her appearance under all kinds of cover-ups.

It doesn't understand why she would do this, just as it doesn't understand why she doesn't want to choose the path of "strategy".

Everyone in the past was almost overjoyed when they heard that they could attack the target, and even had a feeling of gratitude that "my life has just begun".But when it was her turn, many things changed.

The system didn't understand, especially when she saw that she didn't do what she said every time, and her progress would skyrocket after that, and she didn't understand this mysterious human being.

But seeing Mu Xi's way of "I don't listen to you, don't give me blind guidance", the system feels that it probably understands another truth.

He sneaked into the village quietly, and he didn't want to shoot a gun, so he just kept this little favorability and emotional value, and making a fortune silently was the last word.

Maybe it’s a worry, or maybe it’s because a few magpies or crows have settled down on the green trees near home. When woken up by the sound of quacking birds in the morning, Mu Xi raised his hand with disheveled hair and checked the status of the watch.The 7:10 am display was a bit overwhelming.

What is the most painful thing about the weekend?

It's because your biological clock has been adjusted, and you can't fall asleep no matter if you sleep in the cage or sleep in.

Getting up from the bed with a bit of resentment, Mu Xi glanced at the closed door and knew that it was impossible for Ms. Mu Zhao to get up so early.

First, she went to the bathroom and used a hot towel to flatten her curled-up hair. After washing, she picked up her wallet, took her keys and walked out the door. She was going to the commercial street to see if there was any breakfast to choose from.

Although Mu Xi had lived in Neon Country for more than ten years before his rebirth, the commercial street in the morning is really not to be missed.

However, what she never expected was that while she was going out, she also met Tezuka Kunimitsu next door who was going out at the same time as her.

"Good morning……"

"morning……"

The other party had already put on the blue and white uniform of the tennis club of Qing Xue, and was still pushing a bicycle in his hand. He looked very serious. Mu Xi reluctantly nodded, trying to show that he was curious: "Today is Sunday, TezukaAre you going to school too?"

"Well, today is the first day of regional preselection."

"so……"

After the question and answer, the two fell into silence again. Mu Xi slowly put half of his palm in the sleeve of his coat, and waved to him: "So, come on?"

"Well……"

"Well, come on."

"Thanks……"

Seeing the well-recognized Bingshan boy in front of him seemed to smile in response, Mu Xi watched his leaving back and let out a sigh of relief, and immediately ran towards the cake shop he had been optimistic about before.

Although she is a person who is used to eating rice, it is not bad to have a red bean paste bun or something in the morning for a change.Ms. Mu Zhao has a sweet taste but is lactose intolerant, so she will switch to...

Mu Xi subconsciously glanced out of the window when he was standing at the window holding the bread clip, and immediately turned his back before he had time to take away the meat floss bread he liked.

After silently reciting a few numbers in his heart, he turned around, and after confirming that the figure running past not far away was very familiar, Mu Xi really couldn't help but want to scold the street.

"Is that why you want me to attack others?"

"No."

I ran into two people within ten minutes of going out, did you tell me?

"I will only show the degree of favorability, and then show the occurrence of side events based on their thoughts-I don't have the ability to change their trajectory."

Listening to the system's grievance voice, Mu Xi barely believed it. When she packed the bread she had chosen in a bag and deliberately changed the way home, there were more people in the basketball court that had been empty by the side of the road.

Stopping to look at the black-skinned boy who shouldn't be here in theory, Mu Xi was silent for a moment, met his flustered but quickly fierce eyes, and just ran a few steps before someone grabbed him by the clothes.collar.

"Don't tell May that I'm here, do you hear me?"

Don't tell May, is he here?

"Oh."

Turning his head to look dangerously at a certain basketball genius in the second year of middle school, Mu Xi only felt that his hands were a little itchy.She was a little upset from just now, and now Aomine Daiki's tone...

Good guy, she has never been threatened like this in two lifetimes.Heipi basketball genius, you are very brave.