Regarding resentment and such, Yue Qingqing was just casually thinking about it.

She didn't take it to heart.

During the second semester of freshman year, you could clearly feel the study environment becoming more intense.

Compared to many universities where entry is strict but graduation is easy, Minghua University's standards are relatively stringent.

Each semester's GPA serves as a measure.

Students at the top of the class can receive a substantial scholarship, which is certainly not a small amount.

Yue Qingqing has always been serious about her work, and although there are no teachers watching over her after entering university, she had long developed the habit of self-study.

Therefore, she could still maintain good grades at a place like Minghua University, where talents gather.

She could apply for the national scholarship.

Zhuang Lan, who had always been a top student, was naturally the same.

He was even more at ease than in middle school, after all, his study habits were the best among everyone.

However, Yue Qingqing found that Zhuang Lan has been acting strangely recently.

The instant messaging software developed by Zhou Yiran's company is called mm, and now its features are relatively complete.

They even plan to launch a version available for download on mobile phones soon.

Currently, users log in through the computer terminal.

mm has group chat functions, and a few students have a dedicated group.

Typically, Jun Feifei sends the most messages, often sharing some gossip from the entertainment industry.

After verifying with Gong Qiming, Yue Qingqing learned that most of the seemingly plausible things are nonsense.

Conversely, a few things that seem outright ridiculous turn out to be true.

Zhuang Lan prefers to post academic-related content in the group.

Lu Zhu mostly shares content related to finance and current affairs, while Wei Rong contributes various novel memes and jokes.

Yue Qingqing and Qu Ruorui usually echo a few words and often participate in discussions.

However, lately Zhuang Lan has been sending fewer messages.

If it was due to being busy with studies, everyone would understand, but it's just the beginning of the semester, so he shouldn't be that busy.

Jun Feifei is the same.

Yue Qingqing specially went back to check the history.

She found that the last time Jun Feifei enthusiastically participated in a discussion was almost a week ago.

Recently, although she still speaks, her words are concise, not chatting much.

Just as Yue Qingqing felt the situation was particularly strange, Zhuang Lan reached out to her.

The two arranged to meet at the school gate, and Zhuang Lan's expression seemed off.

As soon as he saw Yue Qingqing, he immediately declared.

"Let me emphasize once more, I'm an atheist, mainly it's Feifei who asked me to find you."

Upon hearing this tone, Yue Qingqing's heart skipped a beat.

She was aware of Jun Feifei's constitution and assumed things had been normal for so long.

Unexpectedly, she had unknowingly attracted some bad thing again.

"Just take me there directly."

The two of them took a taxi to Jun Feifei's school.

On the way, Zhuang Lan talked a lot.

"Recently, Feifei suddenly became listless, feeling paralyzed at night as if experiencing sleep paralysis, and during the day she is tired and lethargic, constantly wanting to sleep."

"Her appetite is poor, lacking the desire to eat anything, and her mental state is unstable, sometimes speaking with me in a strange tone as if she's a different person."

Zhuang Lan's voice became increasingly low, "Feifei keeps thinking there's a ghost around her, but I definitely don't believe it, and she won't go to the hospital, so we want you to help persuade her."

Yue Qingqing nodded, "I understand, let me take a look at the situation later."

While they were talking, the driver listened with great interest.

As the two prepared to get off, the driver suddenly interjected.

"Young man, is your girlfriend pregnant?"

Zhuang Lan: "..."

Poor appetite, lethargy, unstable emotions.

Putting it like that, it does sound quite similar.

Zhuang Lan couldn't help but argue, "My girlfriend and I are innocent."

The driver touched his chin, suddenly gazing at Zhuang Lan with a sympathetic look.

"Your schools are really far apart, aren't they?"

What a thought!

Zhuang Lan would rather believe there are ghosts in the world than believe Feifei would cheat on him.

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