Her Talent for Courting Death Has Always Been Impressive - Chapter 26 Part 2

Seeing this, Yang Buqi’s heart rose again in suspense. The Xu Turan beside him, however, still maintained a righteous attitude, as if she really had a point.

…Yang Buqi didn’t even know where she got her courage from.

At this moment, Su Sui’er, who had been on the sidelines of the conversation, finally couldn’t contain her curiosity. She picked up Xu Turan’s essay paper from the ground and began to read it carefully.

Then she was seen slightly widening her mouth, genuinely exclaiming: “Holy shit, that’s awesome.”

…

Xu Turan immediately clapped her hands: “Listen to that, a genuine evaluation from a bystander!”

Little girl: “…”

After all, she was just an attendant, and an attendant who hadn’t even graduated from middle school at that, with limited intelligence to use. Although she felt that what Xu Turan had written was very wrong, for the moment, she really couldn’t find any reason to refute it.

After who knows how long, she finally let out a heavy snort, turned her head and took out a pink hardcover notebook from her little backpack, scribbling in it several times.

Then she was seen very seriously closing the little notebook, putting it back in her backpack, and suddenly pointing at Xu Turan:

“You, get out!”

Xu Turan: “…” Eh?

Happiness came too suddenly, to the point that she didn’t react for a moment. She paused, then spoke to confirm: “You mean I can leave now?”

The girl impatiently grunted an affirmative, repeating: “Get out!”

Judging by her gritted teeth tone, Xu Turan had reason to believe that what she really wanted to say was probably “fuck off.”

“Wait a moment.” Yang Buqi spoke up at the right time, scrutinizing the little girl, “If she goes out through this door, will she return to the room she was in before she came in?”

“Mm.” The little girl responded unhappily, “What else?”

Truth—Yang Buqi judged in his heart. Although he couldn’t guarantee 100% safety beyond the door, it at least gave people some reassurance.

However, Xu Turan and Su Sui’er both furrowed their brows, exchanging a confused look.

According to the pattern they had discovered earlier, the rooms outside would change after the door was closed. If that was the case, how could this girl assert that they would still enter the previous room when they went out?

Xu Turan thoughtfully looked at the door, hesitated for a moment, but didn’t move.

The girl impatiently began to urge again, and Xu Turan said with a sincere face: “Since we’re already here, it would be a shame to leave just like this. If there’s a chance, I’d like to read the great works of these two classmates as well.”

The implication was that she intended to wait for them to leave together.

Yang Buqi didn’t know if she really wanted to wait for him to leave together or if she had other ideas. Regardless, he had no intention of continuing to waste time here—he immediately spoke up, saying he had finished “recognizing characters” and was ready to start writing his essay.

The little girl glared at him, her eyes carrying a warning.

Obviously, she had also guessed how Yang Buqi intended to complete his upcoming “essay,” but her intelligence was insufficient to effectively block his next actions—she scratched her head for a long time, and finally squeezed out a dry statement that he couldn’t write about eating shit again.

Yang Buqi readily complied, indeed not writing about eating shit again.

Standing on the shoulders of giants, he fully exercised his imagination, writing as if divinely inspired, and in the blink of an eye completed an essay themed “My Father Who Dares to Roll in the Cesspool,” satisfactorily submitting it.

Su Sui’er started writing at the same time as him, and coincidentally, they both chose the same starting point. However, her writing speed wasn’t as fast as Yang Buqi’s. By the time Yang Buqi submitted his essay, her “father” had just entered the cesspool in her writing. Naturally, after Yang Buqi submitted his work, the little girl threw another impotent tantrum with her blood vessels, and immediately after, the theme of “rolling in the cesspool” was also banned.

This time, the little girl finally caught on, not only banning “rolling in the cesspool” but also prohibiting all related words.

The only remaining person who hadn’t submitted her essay, Su Sui’er, stared blankly at her writing that had barely reached 500 characters, remained silent for a moment, then shot Yang Buqi a fierce glance. She crumpled up the draft, asked for a new essay paper, and resigned herself to starting over from scratch.

Xu Turan was worried that the little girl’s ban on topics would affect her performance, but unexpectedly, this time Su Sui’er bit her pen in thought for a moment and quickly found inspiration, writing at an impressive speed. However, for some reason, every time Xu Turan curiously tried to peek, she was pushed away by Su Sui’er.

The content already written was also tightly guarded, and Su Sui’er absolutely refused to let her see it.

The more Su Sui’er acted this way, the more curious Xu Turan became. As a result, after Yang Buqi accidentally glimpsed a few paragraphs, he also joined in blocking her. His ears were inexplicably red, but he just wouldn’t let Xu Turan get close.

As the two were pulling and pushing, Su Sui’er’s essay was also completed. She handed in her paper with a sense of accomplishment, and surprisingly, the little girl didn’t throw a tantrum. She just tilted her head, staring at the paper for a long time, her face showing rare confusion.

After a moment, she raised her head in bewilderment: “Are all the things mentioned here very great?”

“Of course,” Su Sui’er said without any guilt, “Incredibly great.”

Little girl: “…”

She lowered her head and looked at the essay paper in her hand again. Although she couldn’t understand some of the behaviors described, and didn’t know why her “father” was sometimes male, sometimes female, and sometimes both in the text, judging from the reactions of other characters in the writing, it was indeed full of praise for “it,” and sincere praise at that…

After hesitating for a moment, she finally took out that pink hardcover notebook again, quickly jotted down a few notes, and indicated that Su Sui’er could leave too.

She even very reverently placed Su Sui’er’s essay paper into the collection of model essays.

Xu Turan became even more curious: “So what exactly did you write? It passed just like that?”

“Just some yellow trash… why do you care so much!” Yang Buqi pulled her back a bit, and was immediately glared at by Su Sui’er.

“What trash, this is stream-of-consciousness high-end car writing! Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand!”

Yang Buqi: …

So you’re proud of using someone else’s property to write risqué content on their turf?

“What’s with that look? If you hadn’t used my theme first, would I have been forced to write that way?” Su Sui’er complained quietly in dissatisfaction, taking the lead in walking out of the room and inspecting the space outside.

… So it’s my fault?

Yang Buqi helplessly raised his hand to cover his face, casually pushing Xu Turan towards the exit. Seeing that Xu Turan was still staring intently in the direction of the little girl, he couldn’t help but say, “Alright, stop looking, let’s go…”

However, Xu Turan furrowed her brows and instead tugged at his sleeve: “No, that’s not what I’m looking at.”

Yang Buqi followed her gaze and saw the little girl casually putting a stack of essay papers into her small backpack. The bag’s opening was wide, revealing the pink hardcover notebook inside.

Besides the notebook, there were also a bunch of red pens and several sheets of paper in the bag. From Yang Buqi’s angle, he could only see that they were covered in red writing, but judging from the texture, they shouldn’t be essay papers.