Chapter 26:

The information that Xingdou comes to inquire includes but is not limited to Qufeng, C position, and opponent strength.

And every undercover play has taught that in order to get the enemy's intelligence, you must first get their trust.

So at this moment, Xing Dou and the person who just took the initiative to call themselves Jing Liu, and the twins, found a relatively quiet place in the classroom next to them where they would not be disturbed to communicate.

This will happen, and more "thanks" to the twins.

After hearing his request, Jing Liu obviously hesitated, and it seemed that he was not unmoved.

This is consistent with the information that Xingdou heard from the internal discussion group of the academy that there is no particularly outstanding composer in Class C.

It is precisely because she understands what they lack at the moment that Xingdou deliberately pretends to be a composer to come to the door, wanting to gain their trust and obtain some information.

Unfortunately, the twins listened to his self-introduction and began to sing and talk.

"Huh? I found a composer myself? In terms of average strength, I found Class C, which was not very good in the past?" The one with silver hair and blue eyes leaned forward and looked left in front of Xing Dou Look right, look suspicious.

"Yes, and I don't know where I learned about the situation of Class C, I actually know that we lack talented composers." The silver-haired, red-eyed one put his chin in one hand, thinking .

"You said..."

The two suddenly stopped, looked straight at the gray-haired boy, and said in unison.

"Could he be..."

The determined tone and overlapping voice made Xingdou unconsciously purse the corners of his lips and clench his fists.

He couldn't help but think about the countermeasures after his failure, but heard that the two people in front of him had spit out the answer.

"From undercover?"

"Are you trying to get your hands dirty?"

Two completely different answers, Xingdou, who was in a cold sweat for a moment, relaxed, but couldn't help but cast doubtful eyes on them.

What happened to these two?

But the twins didn't notice his eyes at all, they just stared at their brother, all angry.

"What's the matter with you, Yusuke, you're wrong again!" The corner of the man's mouth with silver hair and blue eyes was like a scalloped shell, bending down into a very unhappy arc.

Come help us!"

The two insisted on their own words, and neither agreed with the other, and finally gave a vicious "hum" and turned their heads to ignore them.

Xingdou was stunned, not knowing what to say for a while, but he still pretended to be weak and carefully cast a bewildered look at the other person present.

Jing Liu, who was on the side, was not surprised, and even said to him very calmly: "I'm sorry, please wait a moment."

Xing Dou didn't understand what to wait for, and just turned his head and was stunned.

The brothers who were quarreling before, now gathered together and shouted "rock paper scissors", and played the game in a friendly way, as if everything before was just a magical illusion.

…So what are these two weirdos?

"It's easy for them to disagree." I don't know if I guessed Xing Dou's idea, Jing Liu explained to him, "So often disputes are resolved this way. dominance."

As he said, he touched his head and smiled and revealed a secret: "I even heard that the two of them are no real brothers and sisters. Whoever wins the guessing game every day is the elder brother."

"So that's how it is." The gray-haired boy replied reluctantly, bowing his head slightly, his eyes dimmed, "I thought I was hated by them."

The dark blue eyes were slightly rainy, with a bit of pitiful moisture.

"Haha, this, haha." Jing Liu laughed twice, but did not deny it.

"..." I thought he would comfort his Xingdou according to the script for a while, and felt that this person didn't seem to be easy to talk on the surface.

Just as they were in a delicate and awkward situation, the two Yusuke Yusuke brothers came over.

Silver-haired, blue-eyed, and suspicious of Xingdou's identity, Yusuke first spoke: "After our discussion, Yusuke finally agreed with me, thinking that you are very suspicious, so..."

While he spoke, Yusuke nodded, as if he really reached an agreement.

And I just found out what method they used to determine the right and wrong Star Dou, I just felt speechless, and also considered other countermeasures.

"...so if you pass our test, we will accept your offer."

The gray-haired boy opened his eyes wide and looked at the person who said this, his face full of disbelief: "You just said..."

"You have to pass the test to get a chance." Yusuke replied smoothly, "We just drew, ahem, we each took a step back."

Did a draw count in the result? And it's an option for both sides to step back.

Xingdou was speechless for a moment in a way that was fairly fair in a sense.

But anyway, it's better than he just failed and went back.

"I will try my best!" The gray-haired boy showed an innocent smile.

So after a few simple words, they finally came to this empty classroom and started the test.

"First of all, tell me your student number and dormitory number." Yusuke asked for identity verification as soon as he came up.

Students in this school have their own student number and dormitory number, and these numbers are different for different subjects.

For example, the student ID of the idol subject starts with "ABCDE", and the students of the general subject usually start with a number.

Xing Dou calmly reported two strings of numbers.

Ordinary people would believe his calm and calm attitude, but Yusuke immediately entered the two strings of numbers plus the name given earlier into the school's student verification.

Students who are not on file, students who do not match will be found immediately. This is a measure to prevent non-local students from mixing in.

However—the green verification was successful and appeared in front of the four.

The gray-haired boy frowned slightly, with a puzzled and dazed expression on his face.

He sighed in relief.

He certainly won't be found to be wrong.

After all—there is indeed a general science student named Tong Heyu who has studied composition and wants to become a composer.

Xing Dou can know because he and this person have attended the same class, and the way back to the dormitory is also on the way.

And he even knew that the real Tong Heyu had a cold two days ago, so he asked for leave to recuperate in the dormitory, and he would never show up.

That's why he chose this identity at a risk.

Although the choice of gray is indeed a bit **** off, but in fact Tong Heyu's hair color is grayish, and his eyes are darker blue.

A full set is required for the show, even if the verification page generally does not show the student's appearance in order to protect privacy, only the student's information will appear. But since you want to pretend to be this person, of course you have to copy all of them.

Even this somewhat cowardly attitude.

"Okay, since your identity is fine, let's talk, why do you want to help us?" Yusuke was a little surprised, but he didn't doubt the answer given by the verification, and glanced casually. After two glances, he turned his head and put forward a second test to the innocent-looking Xing Dou.

"I, I'm actually..." The gray-haired boy hesitated for a while, and his expression suddenly became a little shy, "I want to be famous."

Yusuke Yusuke looked at each other without interrupting him. And Jing Liu blinked, his expression became weird.

"Because a man I knew a long time ago told me that he went to a very remote part of the world. The communication in that place was poor and it was rare to see anyone other than the locals ."

"The only thing that can connect with the outside world is a local open-air projection, but it is very old and can only receive a few channels. It is a must for every projection device. , and only the best can be seen on those channels."

"I haven't contacted him for a long time." The young man who was speaking was a little sad, "I want him to know that I am all right, I just hope to see you again. So I have to take it slow. Become famous, and then you can…”

"I'm sorry to interrupt." Jing Liu raised his hand, "Which place is still not connected to the Internet? Hasn't our virtual network reached the point where there are almost no dead ends?"

"...it's a secluded place." Can you wait for him to finish the story? Now that the emotions are gone, how can it resonate?

"Oh, I'm sorry." The red-haired boy who smiled apologetically made an apologetic gesture, "I'm just a little curious..."

"It's alright, then I'll continue. That's why I want to help in order to gain wider popularity." Xing Dou was not angry, but he was a little disappointed, so he just finished editing The story is over.

"Hey? It's gone?" Yusuke was a little surprised. He took some food and ate it out of nowhere, while urging, "Don't you tell me the story after you came to the academy?"

"Yes, and how did you know about these things, how did you make a psychological struggle, and how did you find us." Yusuke nodded, and was waiting for him to speak.

“…Everyone in the school group said that Class C lacked excellent composers, so I came.”

"They are really gossiping. Huh? Why didn't you say why you are here at this time? How do you know when we are in the classroom." Prepare to hollow out his story.

"We've got something to do." Another interjected.

"Ah, I'm interested in that person who doesn't know where." The red-haired boy also suggested.

“…”

Calm, calm.

Now is the undercover period, it is normal to receive some tests, you must be calm, calm, and wait for the opportunity.

Xingdou reluctantly spoke again: "I heard... Class C's routine is the class meeting during this time period. Well, I also learned from others."

"Why are they talking nonsense." Yusuke complained, and Yusuke nodded.

"Where is the person I want to know? Where is he?" Jing Liu was still interested.

"Ah yes, you came to us specially, did you get the news from somewhere?"

"What do you usually do? How did you get admitted here?"

“What is the exam? How did you pass?”…

A series of questions slammed into the face, smashing the line that was barely able to maintain, "squeaky", and broke.

The gray-haired boy lowered his head and said nothing for a long time, then finally raised his head, raised his eyes, and showed a completely different smile from the shy and shy before:

"Ask any more and you will all die socially."

Every word is a killing intent that pierces the bone marrow.

Although they didn't know what he was talking about, the three people who were talking in a mess felt an inexplicable chill, couldn't help shaking, lowered their heads subconsciously, and said in unison, "Okay, okay."

"That's right."

The person who made the threat complimented and returned to the innocent and pitiful appearance before.

"Anything else to say?"

"..." How dare you say it!

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