"Ah, there are knives in the sky!"
"Help!"
The pink bubble was burst, and the scene fell into chaos.
The blade in the sky snapped, but luckily it didn't hit anyone. If you look closely, the blade is not a real blade, but it just flashes a cold light, which looks very scary.
Lu Zhen frowned and looked around.
The teaching buildings on both sides do not have open windows. Who threw them
On the campus in the distance, a slender figure looked in the direction of the school gate, and only looked back after a long while.
Chu Yin lowered her eyes, and the corners of her lips under the mask evoked a pleasant arc.
Xue Ji: "Hey, host are you good or bad! But you know, the system can't cause actual harm to the male protagonist~"
Of course Chu Yin knew that she wouldn't really kill Lu Zhen, but her goal had been achieved.
With Lu Zhen's character, most of the people who might be unfavorable to him are now arranged in his mind. The bridge of the original text has been broken, and from now on, everything will be different.
Chu Qiuqiu, who was standing aside, followed Chu Yin's gaze and saw Lu Zhen in the crowd. She thought disdainfully, how dare this hillbilly sister dare to miss Lu Zhen? Don't even look at yourself.
There was indeed a moment yesterday when she had a sense of crisis that she was a low-profile version of Chu Yin's face, but—a hillbilly is a hillbilly, Huiwen allowed private clothes, but Chu Yin actually wore the most disgusting wide school uniform, with a face He also wore a mask, as if he was afraid of seeing people.
On the other hand, for the first day of school, I put on makeup on my face for two hours. The two stand together, one is exquisite and the other is rustic and mediocre. Chu Qiuqiu enjoyed this stark contrast very much—what if Chu Yin was biological? Obviously he is more like Miss Qianjin.
Facing the eyes of people in the school, she held Chu Yin's arm without disdain: "Sister, Lu Zhen, don't think about it, I will introduce ordinary boys to you in the future~ Come, I will take you to the ordinary class."
Chu Yin pulled out her arm: "Thank you, no need."
Lu Zhen alone is enough for her to be afraid of men, okay
Class 5 is the best elite class among ordinary liberal arts classes, with strong teachers and more than half of the students are from wealthy families, but because they wanted to take the domestic college entrance examination route, they chose the ordinary class. Although Mrs. Chu was unavoidably estranged from her biological daughter who had been separated for many years, she really cared about it. She chose class 5 for Chu Yin.
At this time, Class 5 classrooms were very lively.
"Fuck, did you hear that Lu Zhen was almost killed at the school gate!"
"Impossible, how could anyone dare to touch him?"
"Really — look at the forum posts."
Because the center of the incident was Lu Zhen, what happened at the school gate a few minutes ago quickly spread throughout the school. Many of the rich second-generation class in Class 5 are very familiar with the international class, and they have a lively chat in the class.
It was not until a figure walked in that the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.
—Chu Qiuqiu? What is she doing in class 5.
Fu Mingxuan, who was sitting in the center of the classroom, was still worried about Lu Zhen. When she saw her, she immediately put on a prepared smile: "Hello darling~?"
Chu Yin entered the classroom behind Chu Qiuqiu and was speechless for a second when she saw Fu Mingxuan. This person was Lu Zhen's number one admirer. After chasing him for a long time, he had been very hostile to Chu Yin in his last life.
However, at this time, Fu Mingxuan's main opponent was Chu Qiuqiu. Both of them were from wealthy families. They were both beautiful and well-educated. They were notorious sisters who fought openly and secretly. They usually communicated better than anyone else's English.
Chu Qiuqiu smiled gracefully: "Morning babe~"
Fu Mingxuan turned her eyes and saw Chu Yin behind her, frowning with discomfort: "OMG, who's she Why do you stand with her?"
Chu Qiuqiu immediately showed a ready and gentle smile: "This is my sister Chu Yin. She just picked up from the countryside. She doesn't understand English, so let's speak Chinese."
After she said this, the expressions of the 5th class when they looked at Chu Yin became a little weird—then why did this ugly and earthy hillbilly enter their elite class? The school uniform is almost blinding, and wearing a mask must be scary!
As a class flower, Fu Mingxuan was even more disdainful, and directly stopped Chu Yin who was looking for an empty seat: "Hey—that classmate? Why don't you go to Class 7, it is more suitable for you."
Everyone around her laughed. Class 7 was a latecomer with poor grades, and no one in class 5 or international class had any money. It was the lowest place in Huiwen.
Chu Qiuqiu put on an unbearable expression: "Ming Xuan, how can you say she is my sister too."
Fu Mingxuan raised her eyebrows: "Whoever should go where, is there any problem?"
Everyone in Class 5 looked at Chu Yin, wanting to see how the bumpkin from the village would react. Chu Yin, however, was very calm. She picked a seat by the window and put her schoolbag away. Only then did she raise her head to look at the two of them.
Fu Mingxuan is stupid and sweet, Chu Qiuqiu is a little higher than her, and she is the real challenger. Although Chu Yin didn't care about other people's opinions at all, she certainly wasn't the character to swallow her anger.
Her slap-faced face was hidden under the mask, revealing only a pair of clear eyes, and she responded calmly and nonchalantly: "Indeed, whoever should go back to where - what do you think, sister?"
Chu Qiuqiu was stunned for a second, then his face turned white.
—Chu Yin is reminding her that this fake daughter should go back to where she should go.
The place that originally belonged to her... Chu Qiuqiu still has memories from before being adopted at the age of 7 in her mind, her shabby home, her biological parents who were full of despair... No, she doesn't belong there, and she will never let her be People know where she's from!
Fu Mingxuan didn't know why: "What do you mean?"
Chu Qiuqiu didn't dare to continue this topic, and said quickly, "This is what my mother contacted the school, Ming Xuan, please stop making trouble, my sister won't affect you or anything."
Fu Mingxuan rolled her eyes unhappily.
Chu Yin had already sat in his seat and opened the math textbook.
"Ding-broadcast today's learning task~ After completing the finale after class, the difficulty index will be 3 stars. After completion, you can get the [Change Word] permission."
Change the word? Chu Yin immediately grasped the point.
It seems that the increase in authority is really reflected in the revision range. If she completes a more difficult task, she can probably change sentences, paragraphs, and even...
Chu Yin was excited again. She had never found that studying was such an exciting thing.
After the class started, the head teacher officially mentioned Chu Yin's transfer to the class. Chu Yin introduced herself calmly and briefly, and the applause from the class was sparse.
Chu Yin didn't care whether she fit in with the group or not, and she didn't even care that her table-mate was always vacant. In the morning, she sat in her seat to study. The teacher who taught the class saw her sitting quietly behind, and did not care about the new student.
She reviewed the high school math textbooks, sorted out her knowledge structure, and found that the knowledge reserves in her previous life could basically be completely covered, and she was immediately relieved.
On the other hand, Fu Mingxuan was inexplicably concerned about this transfer student. She looked back at Chu Yin several times in the morning, and found that this person was like a nerd who could only study, and that inexplicable hostility was replaced by contempt.
- Funny, right? What kind of good student does a countryman pretend to be? Can he understand their textbooks
When the lunch break came, no one in the class came to take care of Chu Yin, and went to the cafeteria to eat in twos and threes.
Obviously, Chu Qiuqiu, who was asked by Madam Chu to lead the way for Chu Yin, completely "forgot" that Chu Yin probably didn't know where the dining hall was.
Chu Yin calmly finished taking notes and walked to the cafeteria with the campus card.
The jasmine planted in the school this year is as bright as the impression, but the girl in the floral skirt was hidden in the wide school uniform. But this time, Lu Zhen, the dog man, was gone in her life, and even the flowers were more fragrant than in her previous life.
When she returned to the classroom in the afternoon, Chu Yin was in a good mood. Because it was peaceful and peaceful all morning, she took off the mask with confidence and began to do the finale designated by the system.
A lot of people came back in the classroom, still surrounding Fu Mingxuan, a boy was sitting across from her talking.
"Don't worry, he's not hurt."
"Really! It's fine, everyone is scared to death, woo woo woo."
"By the way - Lin Zi, you didn't come all morning, you have a new tablemate, you know."
When I mentioned this, there was laughter all around.
Song Zhaolin touched his head: "Huh?"
The person next to him patted his shoulder: "You are very beautiful, hahaha!"
Thinking with your feet is the opposite. Song Zhaolin hugged the bag and returned to his seat unhappily. Sure enough, he saw a girl with slender shoulders, wearing an old school uniform, who was writing a question with her head lowered, her face blocked by her falling black hair.
Although Song Zhaolin wanted to complain, he was too embarrassed to disturb the girls' study, so he had to sit down and accept the reality. The people who were surreptitiously looking back suddenly looked away, and went to chat with each other.
Chu Yin finished the finale at once, but suddenly got stuck, raised his head slightly and moved a bit. Song Zhaolin next to him seized the opportunity and patted her: "Hey, new tablemate, you—"
Chu Yin turned his face.
Song Zhaolin: "...Fuck."
Actually, it is true, Yan Fu is not shallow.
The girl had very well-behaved black hair, her palm-sized face was fair and pink, her peach blossom eyes were as beautiful as spring water, and her lips were rosy. She casually glanced at her like this, with a girl's natural charm, and Song Zhaolin's face instantly turned red.
Chu Yin frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"
"No, it's all right," Song Zhaolin said in a lower and lower voice, almost afraid to startle her, "I'm just... Introduce myself, I'm your new roommate, Song Zhaolin."
"Oh, hello." Chu Yin vaguely felt that the name was a little familiar, but couldn't remember this person.
In order to avoid extravagance, Chu Yin lowered his head and put on the mask again.
"What's wrong?" Song Zhaolin was still in the midst of the shock of appearance, and his head was dazed.
Chu Yin whispered, "When you haven't seen me."
Song Zhaolin was taken aback: "Huh?"
Chu Yin raised her eyes with bright eyes: "Can you?"
Song Zhaolin: "Okay!!!"
Only then did Chu Yin feel relieved, and turned back to continue calculating the problem. She is still looking forward to the authority to change the word. After all, Lu Zhen is still in this school, and there will be any accidents in the future...
In the classroom, the chat between Fu Mingxuan and the little sister continued: "Hey, I'm so pissed off. I made a gift for a long time, and I wanted to give it to him today. Who knew such a thing would happen."
"I feel sorry for Xuan Xuan."
"It's okay, Brother Zhen will come again. I'll give it to him next time."
Chu Yin turned the pen and changed the formula in her mind. This final question is indeed a bit difficult, but as long as she gives her a little more time...
But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the back door of the classroom.
- "Song Zhaolin, come out."
The boy's voice was cold, with a texture like ice flakes, slightly dumb... just like in the past.
Chu Yin's pupils shrank suddenly, she almost jumped up from the chair, and she held it back.
Stimulated by this voice, Chu Yin finally remembered who Song Zhaolin was—one of Lu Zhen's friends, who was his child in Huiwen back then! and! class!
At this time, Xue Ji's sly voice sounded: "Host, don't let up~ The power of the male protagonist is everywhere, and it is possible to correct the plot anytime, anywhere."
Correct the plot...? !
Chu Yin couldn't predict whether something would happen to Lu Zhen when she saw her again, but it was definitely not what she hoped to happen.
Song Zhaolin, who was beside him, responded and was about to get up.
Chu Yin immediately made a decision. She held the pen and quickly checked the last step. The brain was running at high speed to calculate the number, and finally heard the system "di".
"Complete the finale task √ Unlock the script on the next page and get the [Change Word] permission."
Chu Yin quickly browsed the downloaded script—
[Lu Zhen is standing at the back door of Class 5, looking towards Song Zhaolin.
Fu Mingxuan was very surprised to see him, and was pushed and shoved by the little sister, and stood up shyly. She walked up to Lu Zhen and handed the gift she made by herself.
Fu Mingxuan: "Lu Zhen, I made this myself, I want to give it to you during the holidays..."]
At this time, class 5 started to get excited and noisy because of Lu Zhen's appearance. Song Zhaolin had already left his seat, and Chu Yin instantly lost his cover. She almost noticed that a familiar, oppressive gaze was slowly falling on her.
Chu Yin immediately moved the light pen and crossed out the word "gift". She needed something irritating to hold Lu Zhen and distract him.
Learning Ji nibbling melon seeds and watching the play: "Oh? How do you plan to change the host?"
Chu Yin didn't hesitate for half a second and changed the word to "bomb".
Learning Ji: "... [thumbs]"
At this time, Fu Mingxuan had already stood in front of Lu Zhen, blocking his view of the classroom.
"Lu Zhen, I made this myself..." She lowered her head shyly, closed her eyes and stretched out her hands towards Lu Zhen.
Suddenly, the classroom fell silent.
Lu Zhen lowered his eyes, his dark pupils stared at the round, sparkling thing in her hand.
After several seconds, he calmly said, "Is it also you who threw the blade in the morning?"