I'm A Trash

Episode 8

"Is this also a friend in our class?"

Lin Mu's question immediately invited laughter from all the class residents, including Beibei.

"No! This is Master Song Yuru, our counselor!" the girl replied, closing her mouth, holding back from laughing any harder.

Of course Lin Mu was surprised. For a moment, his facial expression turned clumsy, feeling that his words were not polite enough.

"Lin Mu, you come to my room for a moment!"

And it grew even more clumsy when the cry was heard from Song Yuru's mouth.

"A? .... Yeah, fine!" reply the young man.

The door that had just removed Song Yuru's body behind it was, in Lin Mu's face. Like a trodden cockroach, he was fixated with a stupid look.

"Why stand still?!" beibei shouted in surprise. "Go with Teacher Song to his room!"

"Gee!"

A few moments later ....

After being yelled at by Beibei's shout, Lin Mu had been in the room that was intended.

Sitting opposite Song Yuru, with a table being the barrier between the two in the middle.

"I've heard your problems. Are all the wounds on your body completely healed?" Song Yuru asked with a thoughtful impression.

"Thank you for your attention, Master Song. It's almost healed," replied Lin Mu as if.

There was relief on Song Yuru's face. A slight smile he gifted to Lin Mu. "Good then. If you need help, you can find me anytime. No need to be afraid of trouble."

"Umm .. good. Thank you for your concern, Master Song."

That look ... Lin Mu sensed that there was an oddity behind it. Like .. a concern that feels warmer than just a teacher's concern for his students.

But yes .. is just an assumption. I don't know!

And at this time, it seemed like the four-eyed theme Lin Mu and Song Yuru had to willingly split apart, after the sound of knocking from outside the door distracted the two.

And came a magical figure with an accuracy level equivalent to Cang Kunzi.

"Teacher Song, sorry. Have you finished talking?"

Who else is she .. if not Tang Beibei, the tomboyish girl with purple hair and her striped socks. "Me and Lin Mu have made a pact to have lunch together. Then bring him to know the environment!" he said with his carefree face as seen before.

"It's been a hassle to Beibei." Song Yuru said with a calm face.

Beibei responded, "Hehe. We're classmates."

There was no hardship or any other kind of repulsion, Lin Mu started to rise from his place. "Then we'll excuse you ... Master Song."

Only a small nod was presented by Song Yuru in response.

He stared at the strapping back of Lin Mu who was starting to move away from before him. His mind started crammed with a lot of pressing questions expecting clarity.

Was it first ... Lin Mu's face like this?

It was one of the prominent curiosities buried within Song Yuru's heart at the moment.

This afternoon the air was quite cold. The blowing wind occasionally stroked the leaves on the trees that were lined up around the university grounds, until they swung about.

With both hands tucked away, each to the left and right of his pants pocket, Lin Mu walked quite casually, in tandem with Beibei who stepped lightly beside him.

"Beibei, seeing how you look when you played that dart, you usually practice a lot, right?"

With a confident enough smile, Beibei turned his head towards the young man. "That's just a little trick, when compared to our family ...." Feeling that the theme of the conversation was quite interesting, Beibei even asked a new question, before the sentence was completed. "Why? You want to practice too?"

As expected, Beibei again put on his smile in response to that.

The girl shifted her body, taking a position face to face with Lin Mu.

In a moment, he swept his gaze at the young man's body before him, observing.

"If you look around ...." In order to strengthen his judgment, Beibei raised his pair of hands to Lin Mu's shoulders, split on his left and right. Doing small massaging movements feel the changes that caught his eyes first ". the shape of your body is now, much more robust when compared to before the injury."

A split second after .. Beibei's pair of eyes slowly moved wide, until it was completely wide, completely wide, when he began to realize something greater than just the stout shoulders he felt - after his observation he made more depth and detail.

"Besides .. it looks like it has been undergoing all-round training, for a long period of time," he added implying a strong enough distrust.

Beibei is not an ordinary woman who only cares about grocery bags and beauty. Or relax for hours with gentle massages of spa employees' hands. She is a woman who is born with toughness through the boundaries of a woman in general. And what he got this time from Lin Mu ....

"Does falling out of a building have this advantage?"

That's a good question actually. It was so good that it sounded even more ridiculous than an old man's mustache painted in pink.

And no less ridiculous, when Lin Mu casually answered the question, "I almost died when I fell out of the building. When compared to this small profit ... the pay is also already too big, right?"

Ngok!

Let's just say the two people of different genders are replacing Mr. Been also Charlie Chaplin on their stage. It looks serious ... but strays off the actual path in a few moments.

"yes too. If it really dies .. it will be a big loss!" Beibei is back. "But ...."

Beibei's gaze slowly turned strange.

And Lin Mu guessed from that gaze, something would go wrong after this.

"Beibei ... don't think of a bad idea!" it was with a worried face.

And what he saw at this moment from the girl was precisely a form of buying expression.

"Not that!" beibei. "I just wanted to ask you about your future plans!"

Hhuufft ....

Lin Mu took a breath. Like a big boil that finally broke, it was a relief. "The future ...," he said. His pair of green netra he hid behind a sharp. "I never thought about it at all" he said as if lamenting. "But maybe I thought about it before I lost my memory."

For a moment digesting Lin Mu's series of sentences just now, Beibei's head began to imagine something connected to it. And ....

"Then ... do you want to try another life?"

Sontan Lin Mu sighed his gaze towards the girl in the hat who might. "Another life?" tanyanya doesn't understand enough. "What do you mean?"

In response to that question, Beibei was seen upholding the body. His two clenched hands he positioned straight on each side of his body.

"It used to be very closed nature, nor did you understand how to fight. That's why Du Xiaoyue dared to bully you!" he said with a huge octave. "But .. Now you've changed. Not just from the look, but here too." He pointed it to his left chest.

Lin Mu was still speechless, paying attention.

"I think .. This is the chance to change yourself, which the heavens give you!" exclaim Beibei with both hands held high triumphantly. "Otherwise, how could it give you a body different from that of an ordinary person!"

As if he was hit by a jackpot in a domino game, Beibei's face was thrilled at how lucky the young man was. "So I think ... you should have tried it bravely!"

Item for a moment Lin Mu hired thought he. He fell silent, digesting verse by verse Beibei's sentence. Until ....

"Then ...what should I do?"

Yess!!

Completing the brilliant idea in his head, Beibei incised a smile that contained a great purpose-above Lin Mu.

With a slight advance of her face towards the young man, the girl then whispered, "Do you know, Baolong group?"