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Under the shade of a tree.
Turning on the computer in her hand, Xue Jian started what she had not finished before. For a moment, the surroundings seemed to have become quiet. A sudden gust of wind blew the paper into the air. Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps it was a coincidence, but a piece of paper flew right in front of Xue Jian.
It scattered in the air for a long time before it finally landed on the back of his hand. The paper covered the keyboard. This also caused Xue Jianzheng's attention to be slightly distracted. His thoughts were interrupted and he immediately stopped what he was doing. He turned to look at the paper that suddenly appeared in front of him.
"This is?" He picked up the piece of paper with his right hand and was a little surprised when he saw what was on it.
However, before he could be surprised for long, a young girl's voice came from beside him.
"Give it back to me!" The young girl's voice was very strong and cold.
"Is this yours? Here!"
Without thinking much, Xue Jian handed the blueprint in her hand to the girl. This was also the first time he had seen the girl. Her face was exactly the same as Joan, but her hair was silver-white and short.
Upon seeing this, Aaron already understood that this girl should be the one who bumped into him yesterday.
In fact, just as Xue Jian had thought, the girl was not Joan of Arc, but Joan of Arc's sister, Al.
The girl took back her blueprint and did not look at Xue Jian again. Xue Jian seemed to have returned to the way she was when she was working. However, just as Aiur was about to leave, she heard Xue Jian's seemingly casual words behind her.
"If you want to modify your car into a turbine, it's best to modify the speedometer and clutch. Right, don't forget the most important stabilizing device.”The sound of the keyboard mixed with Xue Jian's voice entered Aiur's ears.
The suggestion made her ears twitch, and she stopped in her tracks.
She turned around and saw that Xuejian was still looking down at her computer. But this time, she took the initiative to walk back. Looking at the blueprint in his hand, Aiur knew that the stranger in front of him had already seen what was on it.
"Can you explain to me in detail what you just said?”At this moment, Aiur had already returned to Xue Jian's eyes. Out of concern for what she had just said, she asked this question.
"Shouldn't you tell me your name before asking others for advice? This should be basic courtesy!" Her fingers did not stop as Xue Jian maintained her original appearance.
His words also caused Ai Er's expression to instantly change.
"You don't know me?"
"Your words make me feel very strange! I just came to this school yesterday. Why do I need to know you? Or are you some sort of celebrity, very famous? It has reached the point where everyone knows about it." Xue Jian did not even raise her head as she asked.
Based on Xue Jian's current situation, there really wasn't anyone he needed to know. On the contrary, most people wanted to get to know him. These people ranged from councilmen to celebrities. Most of them were people with high status, but they had no chance. This was because Sika had handled everything very well.
After confirming that Xue Jian was not lying, his words caused a huge reaction in Aiur's heart.
"No, I can't! My name is Aldark." Ai Er's emotions were changing slightly at the moment.
From birth until now, whether it was in school or around him, there was a common shadow in Ai Er's heart. That was his sister. As her sister, Joan was incomparably perfect and was the object of everyone's praise. That dazzling light made her live in the shadows. She had been called Sister Joan since she was young, not Al.
No matter where he went, no matter if his sister was there or not. She had always been Joan's sister, not Aldarc. There had been countless times when she had shouted to the people around her that she was Aiur and not Joan of Arc's sister. However, this voice had become proof of her rebellion. It also widened the distance between her and her sister.
As time passed, she felt that she had to carry this name for the rest of her life. Finally, there was someone who no longer looked at her with the eyes of Joan's sister. Although he might not know Joan, it was enough for Aiur.
"Hello, Aiur. Eight Clouds Snow See, this is my name!”
Xue Jian did not know how much of an impact his address had on the girl.
Ai Er! Ai Er had almost forgotten the last time he heard someone call his name.
"Yes! Can you tell me in detail what you just said?”Unknowingly, she took the initiative to sit beside Xue Jian.
Yes, at least in this person's eyes, she could be Aiur and not Joan's sister. Although Xue Jian's disregard made her a little unhappy, at the same time, she felt a different kind of joy.
"Sure, but please wait until I finish writing this paragraph. It'll only take a few minutes."
Time passed by bit by bit. Aiur, who sat down and waited, was not as frustrated as before. She was like a leaf falling from the sky. At this moment, she was very calm.
Finally, the sound of the computer closing snapped her back to reality. She began to look at the people around her with anticipation.
"Can we do it now?"
"Yes! No problem, what you need to do is..." Just like that, Xue Jian began to tell the girl what she wanted to hear.
The quiet voice flowed under the shadows of the trees, like the Amber River in an ancient fairy tale. In all these words, Ai Er never heard the annoying word 'Sister Joan' and instead heard her name. The name that she had almost forgotten.
As time passed, their conversation slowly came to an end. However, at this moment, Ai Er felt that he had not had enough. It was not only because of the topic of modification, but also because of another reason.
"Next time, next time when I go back and try, can we discuss it again?”After hesitating for a while, Ai Er said this.
"Next time?"
"Can't I?"
"No, I can't! No problem! It's rare to meet someone who has the same hobbies here, and we're even classmates from the same school. Your modification method makes me feel nostalgic. By the way, do you have a phone? If you have it, lend it to me.”After thinking about it, Xue Jian agreed to her request. As he spoke, he reached out his hand to Aiur.
"Yes, here!" Due to what had just happened, Ai Er handed his silver-white phone to Xue Jian without hesitation.
After opening one of the chat applications, Xue Jian added her contact information to Ai Er's friend list. However, what made Xue Jian more concerned was that he seemed to be the only one on this list.
"Alright! If you suddenly have any doubts, just use this to contact me. It's almost time for us to go back to class.”Xue Jian closed her laptop and placed her phone in Ai Er's hand.
Before he was about to leave, he heard Aiur's slightly complicated words again.
"Will I be able to see you again in the future?”
"Didn't I already give you the method to contact me? If you want, you can contact me anytime. Oh, right! If they wanted to meet, it would be best to wait until the weekend. Goodbye!" He waved his hand and Xue Jian walked into the classroom with her tools.
Under the shade of the tree, Ai Er looked at the name list on his phone, and a strange color appeared in his heart.
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