The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 305 Campus 6.0
"Angry?" Chi Zifan walked up to Guan Fengyue and grabbed her wrist.

Guan Fengyue was forced to stop, looked at him impatiently, and said in a mocking tone: "What? Don't you go to accompany your primary school girl?"

"Why do you want to accompany her?" Chi Zifan said calmly, took her hand, and led her forward, with a light tone: "Isn't your side more important?"

Guan Fengyue lowered her eyes, looked at the hands they were holding, her expression was indifferent, she didn't break away, and walked quietly behind him.

If the original owner is there, I'm afraid he has fallen into his tenderness and thought wildly.

Chi Zifan walked in front and held her hand, attracting many people's attention.

A teacher came over and saw the two of them holding hands. He stopped, frowned, and looked stern: "What are you doing?"

"Teacher, her feet are inconvenient. I will take her back to the classroom." Chi Zifan explained calmly, with a gentle smile on his face, making people unconsciously want to believe him.

The teacher's eyes stayed on Guan Fengyue's ankle for a while, he frowned and nodded, and then quickly left after a few simple instructions. When he left, he couldn't help but turned his head and looked at them again, always feeling strange .

But Chizifan is a well-known top student in the school. His grades, conduct and even his family are all first-class. He should know what he should do and not lie to others.

"Don't thank me?" Chi Zifan took her to the door of the class, rubbed her head, and teased.

Guan Fengyue took her hand out of his hand, took the schoolbag in his hand, rolled her eyes, and said, "Thank you so much, for adding another layer of crime to me."

"What crime?" Seeing her delicate appearance, Chi Zifan chuckled, his eyes seemed to be full of starlight, delicate and extraordinarily beautiful.

Guan Fengyue turned her eyes away, her cheeks were reddish, she opened his hand, a little uncomfortable, and whispered: "Aren't those fanatical fans of yours, who walked around today and didn't kill me?"

"I'm here." Chi Zifan was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled. He pinched her face helplessly, held her shoulders, and pushed her into the classroom: "Listen to the class carefully, and I'll pick you up after class."

Guan Fengyue reluctantly carried her schoolbag and turned around to enter the classroom. When she turned around, she happened to see Xie Qingyi who was walking outside the classroom holding his homework book. Walk between the two and separate them.

Chi Zifan was forced to distance himself from Guan Fengyue, and frowned as he watched Xie Qing, who had stepped between them.

On the contrary, Guan Fengyue looked at the back of him leaving with interest, and the corner of her mouth curled slightly.

Before Chizifan noticed, Guan Fengyue withdrew her gaze from Xie Qingyi, waved her hand at Chizifan, and said with extreme disdain: "Go away, don't provoke me to hate you."

After she finished speaking, she walked into the class without looking back, without even looking at him.

She is like an emotionally unstable child, very easy to get angry, and very easy to be happy. She doesn't know how to get angry when she is not paying attention, but she smiles again after a while.

Chi Zifan liked how she showed herself so truthfully and directly in front of Chi Zifan. He was also very comfortable in front of her, without too much pretense, and could truly reveal himself.

Most people in the world he lived in put on their masks early on, hypocritically responding to what others said, and he also put on their masks early on, habitually disguised.

Regardless of whether it is the front or the back, he always puts on a mask and greets everyone with a smile.

Until yesterday, when Guan Fengyue had an argument with him, she asked him: "Chizifan, you always pretend like this, are you tired?"

Only then did he realize that his mask had already penetrated into his bone marrow, and he couldn't take it off. What was he like?
He didn't know it himself.

is he tired
It's really tiring, but I also have to pretend.

Everyone was admiring his gentlemanly gentleness and thoughtful etiquette on the surface, but she was the first to ask him if he was tired, and she was also the first to want to tear off his mask to see what he looked like under the mask people.

He was also the first person who didn't just like him on the surface, he knew she was interested in him, and thought she was just like most people, liking his deliberate tenderness.

But that doesn't seem to be the case.

Chi Zifan stood at the door for a while before recovering, turned and left.

As soon as Guan Fengyue entered the class, she was baptized by the eyes of many people. She carried her schoolbag and walked to her seat to sit down, and slowly took out the book and opened it.

The monitor came to her desk with homework in his arms. Because of yesterday, he was a little afraid of her. He swallowed, brewed up his emotions, and then knocked on her desk: "Student, hand in your homework."

Guan Fengyue rummaged through her schoolbag for a while, then raised her head to look at him with an innocent expression: "I didn't write it."

Her performance yesterday and her rumors in the grade didn't look like she could do her homework. The monitor just came here to make a formality as usual. Seeing that she didn't write it, and she didn't have the idea of ​​copying it, he was relieved.

He picked up his homework neatly and walked to the side: "It's all right."

Guan Fengyue stuffed her schoolbag into the table hole and supported her head. The people in the class put it on Guan Fengyue and looked at each other, and began to read in the morning one after another.

The original owner didn't have the habit of studying hard, and Guan Fengyue naturally didn't either. She supported her head in boredom, tapped the table lightly, and turned her head to look out the window.

She was sitting by the window, and she could see clearly the people coming and going in the corridor.

Returning to campus life again after many years, Guan Fengyue was a little uncomfortable, especially when she had to pretend to be tender with these children.

Thinking about it, she got goosebumps all over her body. The original owner was not a soft-tempered person, otherwise she was afraid that her mission would fail before it even started because of the collapse of the character design.

A figure came into her eyes unexpectedly, she was slightly taken aback when she saw that person, and then raised the corners of her mouth.

Standing up, she grabbed his clothes as he passed by the window where she was.

As soon as Xie Qing was pulled by his clothes, he stopped and looked down at her with doubts in his eyes, as if he really didn't know her, as if the person who stopped Guan Fengyue yesterday was not him.

"Classmate, copy your homework for me." Guan Fengyue raised her head slightly, looked at him with a smile, her voice was soft.

Xie Qing looked at her indifferently, and slowly pulled the clothes out of her hands.

It just so happened that the class bell rang, he glanced at her and left quickly.

Guan Fengyue noticed his reddish ears, and raised her lips lightly. She was in a good mood, but it wasn't boring, after all, there were interesting people around.

The teacher walked into the classroom, saw Guan Fengyue's absent-minded look, remembered yesterday's principal's instruction, gritted his teeth, knocked on the desk while suppressing the anger in his heart, and reminded the questioning student: "Guan Fengyue."

(End of this chapter)