Fast time travel, but the villain is not a human being

Jiang Huaijin, who was sprayed with water, stood up angrily after being stunned.

"Cough, cough, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it." The classmate next to me apologized and hurriedly pulled out a paper and handed it out.

Jiang Huaijin stared at Zhou Xiaozhou, her starry eyes were full of anger.

"What's going on?" The teacher on the podium threw chalk, turned around and scolded, "Song Yuan, you're in class, what the hell are you doing?"

Song Yuan had a bitter face, and his face flushed red: "I, I, I didn't do it on purpose, yes" I didn't say anything for a long time, and I was so anxious that I was about to cry.

Zhou Xiaozhou knew he was wrong, so he put his hands together at Jiang Huaijin and said, "I apologize, don't be angry." After a pause, he admitted his mistake decisively, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Huaijin wiped off the water on her face, her chest heaved several times, and finally said to the teacher: "Teacher, it's nothing, they didn't mean it."

The teacher's eyes passed over the three of them, and finally settled the matter with a frown: "If you have nothing to do, go to class, Song Yuan, come to the office after school."

There was a murmur in the classroom, and Zhou Xiaozhou heard someone whispering behind him: "It's obviously a matter of three people, but Song Yuan was unlucky to go to the office in the end."

"That's for sure. Jiang Huaijin and Zhou Xiaozhou are both top students, the teacher's favorite. Besides, do you think it's Jiang Huaijin's fault?"

"That's right, it can't be Jiang Huaijin."

Zhou Xiaozhou frowned, and glanced at his deskmate who was still flushed up until now, and was about to say something when the teacher on the podium slapped the table: "Be quiet, what are you talking about, read the textbook, and see what I do , I have flowers on my face"

The classroom was quiet again, only the teacher on the stage said that Zhou Xiaozhou could not understand foreign languages ​​at all.

The tablemate who was imprisoned next to him buried his head in the book. It was not the time for Zhou Xiaozhou to apologize, so he continued to argue with the system: "The assessment information you gave is an adult hero and heroine villain, but judging from the current situation, the male protagonist He's still in school, maybe he's still in junior high school, so the villain isn't too big right now."

But the system said: "You are young, and everything is not at its worst, and it is easier to transition."

When Zhou Xiaozhou heard it, he was happy.

Also, if the villain has become a boss, this matter may be even more difficult.

"That's the case, but it doesn't mean you're not mistaken."

System: "The above said that in view of your usual performance, the difficulty of the first world should not be too high."

Zhou Xiaozhou: ""

System: "Cherish it well."

Yes, it is necessary to cherish him carefully, while he is young, if you want him to die, let him walk the right path.

The task for a novice is really quite simple when you think about it. Although Zhou Xiaozhou loses every gamble in the ghost market, she can win the favor of girls and boys at any time in Fengyuelou.

Children, it's so easy to coax, and it's not too soon to catch them.

Yeah, the first test was quite easy.

However, Zhou Xiaozhou found that he was really happy too early

"What are these?" Zhou Xiaozhou flipped through the six papers on the table, his eyes darkened.

System: "Homework, finish it tonight."

Zhou Xiaozhou turned pale with shock: "You didn't joke so much, don't the children here don't need to sleep?"

System: "Everything is done, if the speed is fast enough, it will be zero."

Zhou Xiaozhou: "I can"

System: "Zhou Xiaozhou usually goes to bed at eleven o'clock, and there is one paper left to finish before lunch break the next day."

"I have her memory, of course I know she can finish it." Zhou Xiaozhou stuffed the paper into his schoolbag with a bitter face, "I mean me, I can't even recognize it, what should I do?"

It turns out that the homework is the most difficult part of the first assessment