Interstellar Empire, Your Highness, please don’t get sick.

The effect of Song Tingxi's isolation was immediate.

Whether it was in class or eating in the cafeteria, whenever Yan Zhao appeared, there would either be no one within a two-meter radius, or it would be filled with unbridled ridicule.

As for methods such as suddenly throwing leftover food and stumbling over one's legs, there are endless ways to do it.

For these, Yan Zhao got used to it after a few days. It's not that he is cowardly, but that Dean Shen hasn't returned to school yet and hasn't responded to emails yet. He can't find any good solution for the time being.

As long as he carefully avoids these innocuous behaviors, he can avoid being attacked.

Walking alone every day is not a problem for Yan Zhao, but it makes him more worry-free and pure.

The most troublesome thing is Tang Shijie and his dog legs who like to do things.

On this day, Yan Zhao had an elective physical education class.

Tang Shijie led people to follow him, his provocative intentions clearly revealed.

Yan Zhao ran very fast and quickly arrived at the swimming pool.

In the gym, the swimming teacher is educating a student.

"Lin You, Lin You, let me tell you what you are good at. You didn't come to class in the first two weeks. Do you know that your grades are combined with attendance? Even if you swim well and get full marks in the final exam, your overall score will still be the same. You’ll fail!”

Yan Zhao took a glance and saw the young man with his head lowered and his back turned to him. The soft and undulating muscles on his back were quite beautiful.

The tail of Guan You's hair is slightly longer, and under the sunlight streaming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, it is actually as black as ink.

In the locker room, two or three students were chatting while changing clothes. Yan Zhao walked into the single locker room without squinting and locked the door carefully.

He never lets people see him changing clothes, otherwise it will cause some trouble.

"Stop hiding, idiot." Tang Shijie's voice sounded outside the door, followed by a loud banging on the door.

Yan Zhao pursed his lips, knowing that no one would come to help him. Now we can only hope that the door is strong enough, or the teacher discovers what's going on here.

"This is too much trouble. Get the twist lock."

Are you even ready with the twist lock?

Yan Zhao decided to put his clothes neatly on first, and if they succeeded in forcing the lock open later, he would rush out immediately.

An excited voice sounded: "Come on, boss, everyone block the door and don't let this kid escape!"

"We must let him know how powerful we are today, don't let Young Master Song underestimate us..."

Yan Zhao looked at the gap above the partition that was not large enough for people to pass through, and felt anxious. He took out his schoolbag and found that the tip of the pen might still have some effect.

click-

As the lock was forcibly broken, a cold voice sounded: "What are you doing?"

"Who are you?"

Tang Shijie snarled dissatisfiedly, and the dog leg next to him quickly reminded: "Boss, this is Young Master Song's roommate, his name is Lin You."

Yan Zhao found that the door had been opened a crack. While everyone was looking at Guan You, he pushed the door hard from the inside, making the two dog-legged bodies standing at the door semi-paralyzed, and then nimbly got out.

"Hey, stop!"

Several people became anxious and chased Yan Zhao.

Guan You raised his hand casually and seemed to touch his shoulder lightly. The dog leg chasing at the front seemed to have been hit hard and flew back in embarrassment, bumping into Tang Shijie.

"Fuck!" Tang Shijie screamed in pain, became angry and clawed his hands apart, "You want to protect Yan Zhao? Don't think that you can disobey his orders just because you are roommates with Young Master Song!"

Lin You had never been heard of in the imperial aristocratic circle. At first glance, he was assigned by the dean to serve Young Master Song just like Yan Zhao.

Guan You's cold face showed a trace of impatience, and he cracked his knuckles lightly.

The dog leg with a dislocated shoulder covered the injury and backed away in fear: "Boss, boss, this kind of force is worth it, he is a mutant..."

When Tang Shijie heard this, his face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait, I will definitely tell Young Master Song about this. By then, you will become just like Yan Zhao!"

Without saying a word, Guan You turned around and walked out of the locker room. Yan Zhao stood within the sight of the teacher. When I saw him coming, I walked up and said "thank you".

Guan You glanced at his smooth neck, frowned, and said irritably: "Stay away from me."

Yan Zhao took a step back and didn't care about his alienation.

That afternoon, the Mecha Manufacturing Department held an outdoor class meeting. They sat on a lawn in the college, eating snacks and discussing the performance of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

"He's such a freak."

Yu Xi and her new friends sat together holding milk tea and talking unscrupulously about Yan Zhao who was sitting in the corner.

One of Yu Xi's friends rolled his eyes and said: "Why are you pretending to be noble and cool? Everyone doesn't want to talk to him. He still looks like he is independent from the world, but he doesn't know that it is useless no matter how well he studies. When he graduates, Mr. Song will say something Otherwise, he won’t even be able to find a job.”

"Who says it's not the case?" Another person echoed, suddenly slapping his head and saying, "How about we recommend him to the show? He is a nerd and will definitely know nothing. When the time comes, hehehehe..."

Yu Xi nodded with satisfaction.

He had long forgotten that on the day he reported for duty, he wanted to make friends with Yan Zhao with a shy face. Now that Yan Zhao is despised by Song Tingxi, he is no longer the one he wants to fawn over.

If he succeeds in embarrassing Yan Zhao, he might even get Song Shaogao to look at him.

The more Yu Xi thought about it, the more excited she became. She raised her hand and said, "Teacher Cen, I recommend Yan Zhao's performance. He is the first in our mecha manufacturing department and the second among all freshmen in the school. He is worthy of our department!"

"That's right!" The other students were not stupid either. They saw Yu Xi's intention and agreed one after another.

Yan Zhao raised his head and glanced at the gloating faces of his classmates.

Cen Rumeng looked at him in embarrassment and said, "Let's ask classmate Yan for his opinion."

Yu Xi grabbed the spot and said, "This is to contribute to the class. Since the beginning of school, classmate Yan has not been close to everyone. Could it be that he has any opinions on our class?"

Cen Rumeng complained in her heart: Don't you know why you are not close to everyone? It really hurts my back to stand and talk.

Yan Zhao nodded indifferently and said, "I can perform, but I don't know if I can be selected for the school program."

Yu Xi sneered inwardly. Based on his father's reputation in the Royal Guards, wouldn't it be easy to insert someone into the program?

"Classmate Yan, don't belittle yourself, you can definitely do it." He said hypocritically.

So the matter was settled.

When Guan You returned to the dormitory, he found a box of fresh milk on the table. He glanced at Yan Zhao who was wearing headphones.

Yan Zhao lowered his head and was writing something with a pen in his hand. His way of studying is also very old-school. Everyone is using a light screen, but he prefers to use a pen to organize his notes.

The exposed white part of the back of her neck really made Guan You unhappy.

"Take your things." There was a hint of anger in his words.

Song Tingxi, who followed closely into the dormitory, walked up behind Yan Zhao and said sarcastically: "You want to please Ayou? Are you stupid or foolish? You buy this kind of thing for him, thinking it is very innovative?"