"There is this possibility." In the office, Harutoki Kiyama raised his legs and leaned against the back of the chair, his voice still being so faint, "So that's it, I ignored that point."

"That's right." Chuchun seemed very excited. "The senior of the Qing Palace believed that this might be the 'common feeling' caused by music, so please ask the professor to investigate in this direction."

"If you investigate this kind of thing," Harusheng Muyama's voice was a little tired. "You should be able to apply for a tree diagram designer, right?" When talking about the 'tree diagram designer', Harusheng Muyama's tone had a strange feeling, but Chuchun on the other side of the phone did not notice it.

"'Trench Diagram Designer'! If it was that super computer, the results should be available soon!" Chuchun shouted excitedly, "If possible, can the professor ask me to look at the tree diagram designer too?"

"Okay." Mushan Harusheng's voice slightly slowed down, and then he smiled relievedly, "It's okay, I don't mind." After saying this, Mushan Harusheng hung up the phone.

Harusheng's office of Muyama.

Slowly putting down the phone at hand, Mushan Chunsheng sighed tiredly and slowly closed his eyes.

This application for the tree diagram will probably not be approved, right?

This time, it should be the last thing I have done in my life, right?

He has harmed so many people...

Do I... regret it?

Regret, then regret it...but...

I'm just a teacher for those kids...

sorry……

Branch 177 of Feng Discipline Committee.

When Chuchun put down the phone and walked out of the branch humming a relaxed song, his cell phone suddenly rang.

I opened it curiously and looked at the caller, and I smiled happily at the early spring.

"Moshimoshi, Zuotian!" Chuchun smiled and answered the phone, "What's wrong with you these two days? I didn't answer the phone, and I didn't meet at school...what!" Suddenly, Chuchun screamed in surprise, and her originally happy face changed color instantly. The phone slammed and fell to the ground.

"Zotian...student..."

Hospital.

Looking at Sato, who was lying quietly on the hospital bed, like a sleeping angel, Mikoto and Kuroko were silent.

"Saten...she also used the fantasy master..." Mikoto murmured at Saten on the hospital bed.

"Kukura said that she wanted to analyze the information and would definitely save Satoshi, so she went to Professor Kiyama's place." Kuroko sighed, and then her tone suddenly became indignant. "In Churachi's description, Satoshi had called Qinggong and revealed that he had fantasy and mastered his hand, but he didn't stop her?"

"Yes, I didn't stop it." At this moment, the faint voice of the Qing Palace slowly came, and then the figure of the Qing Palace slowly walked up the stairs, with a calm face.

"Is it convenient to say a few words?" He looked at Mikoto with a dull face and Kuroko with an indignant face and said lightly.

"It just so happens that I have something to say, too." Mikoto stood up and sighed softly.

The indignation on Heiko's face disappeared, and he looked at the faces of the two, replaced by a look of doubt.

On the rooftop of the hospital.

"What's the situation? Sister?" Kuroko looked at Mikoto in confusion, then snorted coldly at Qinggong, "Explain it to me too!"

"Saotian..." The two of them spoke almost at the same time, then they were stunned for a moment and looked at each other.

"You talk first." Mikoto gave up first.

"You should know Zuotian's state, right?" Qinggong didn't give in and said directly. "Zotian's state?" Kuroko was stunned, "This..."

She really asked this sentence. She was busy dealing with the troubles of students who used Fantasy Masters in the past two days. She was so busy that she met Zuo Tian. She really didn't notice how Zuo Tian was in.

"If I guess correctly, Zuo Tian's condition in the past two days is probably not very good, right?" Qinggong stared at Kuroko quietly, "What do you think will she be in when she witnessed that she has no ability and can't do anything?"

"Uh..." Kuroko uched for a moment, then twitched slightly, and she really didn't expect this.

"I was also blamed that day." Qing Gong sighed, "If I could have considered this at that time, I wouldn't have dealt with that guy in that way. However, she called me after that." Qing Gong raised his head, looked at Mikoto, and his face slightly somber, "Her inferiority complex may be from a 'strong' ability like you and me, right?"

"Actually, we have never thought about how important the props that can improve their abilities are for those who are incapable or those who are low-powered." Qing Gong sighed lightly, "Our abilities are unique and powerful enough, so we naturally don't care much about the ideas of those people, but perhaps it is us who "do not care" that leads to this situation.

"That's right." Mikoto sighed, "That day, I've looked for Saten..."

"Saten always brings amulets." Mikoto said softly, "She told me that it was sewn by her mother before she came to the school city. I could feel that she should want to talk to me more, but I... did not respond to her intentions, but instead used the sentence "The ability level is not important" to perfunctory her... Although I am level 5, this aspect is not possible at all." Speaking of this, Mikoto subconsciously turned around and looked at the silent Qinggong beside her.

If it were him, Mikoto would silently recite in her heart, what would he do?

Will he... give other answers?

"It may be a bit cruel to say." Qing Gong spoke softly, his voice as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind. "Zotian's words are your and my friends, but if she is not our friend, will we pay attention to these incompetent people?"

Unconsciously, Kuroko's face had no previous indignation, and gradually calmed down, but a trace of guilt surged.

"No." Mikoto sighed softly, "No one can do it. The only people we can pay attention to are the people we care about. But..." Mikoto's fist was already clenched unknowingly, "Saten is also our friend. Have we... done it?"

"Not everyone likes to climb over all obstacles in front of you like your personality." Qing Gong leaned against the barbed wire on the rooftop and stared at Miqin's amber eyes. "Some people also feel tired when climbing over obstacles, and some are limited by their talents and cannot have enough ability to overcome obstacles. But should we abandon these people? The ability level does not matter, maybe it is just your wishful thinking."

"Let me participate in the investigation." Mikoto suddenly turned around and stared at Kuroko, "Whether it is for myself or for Satoshi, I think I will continue this matter."

"It's me too." Qing Gong chuckled, "I promised Zuotian to save her."

"When did you make this promise?" Mikoto, who was standing beside her, suddenly raised her eyebrows and looked at Qinggong with a smile, "Why don't I know?"

"Just after she called me." Qinggong looked at Mikoto with a little strangeness, "Why do you seem to care a lot?"

"Who cares about you!" Mikoto's face suddenly turned slightly red, and her tone became fierce in an instant, "I didn't care!"

Kuroko, who was standing beside him, looked at his sister with a slight taste, and then chuckled.

"Since that's the case, you are allowed to participate." Kuroko looked at Mikoto and Qinggu, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "However, she was not a member of the Feng Discipline Committee!"

"I know." Qing Gong smiled indifferently, "As a friend, can you do it?"

In an instant, he thought of his promise to everyone.

"A friend..."

Saving manuscripts is consumed wildly... I have no time to write these two days, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!