God-level boss: traveling to another world

Feng Yuan suddenly thought of what happened in Begonia Park a few months ago.

At that time, facing the incident of the old man falling to the ground, Guan Yexun stepped forward, but who can say that those who passed by there and did not step forward to help were bad people?

What's more, Gong Yueyue was not indifferent. She was different from those bystanders. She just made some not-so-good friends.

Feng Yuan doesn't think anyone has the ability to judge whether others are right or wrong. No one has this right and no one can say for sure.

When Feng Yuan was listening to Gong Yueyue's confession, she had already seen all the scenes at that time, and what was displayed above Gong Yueyue was her memories.

As for Gong Yueyue's matter, Feng Yuan knew that the person who tied the bell must untie it. All she could do was to help her think it through and cure her depression. The one who could truly bring her relief was herself.

What she needed most was not for him to save her, but to save herself.

"Thank you, Feng Yuan! I feel like all the things that have been weighing on my heart these days are gone!" She seemed to be getting better slowly.

"If, I transfer to your class...is that possible?" Gong Yueyue just wanted to be closer to Feng Yuan.

"Of course you can if you want." Feng Yuan did not hesitate. She could go and ask the head teacher, who would probably agree.

……

"Master, you know that the fastest solution is hypnosis, right? Hypnotize everyone, wouldn't that solve the problem? Or maybe you have strong spiritual power now, so you can just cleanse them all."

The system popped up and said, "Doesn't she always dislike trouble? Why is she using the most troublesome method? And why can't she solve it all at once?"

"The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. What's more, she can solve it herself, so why should I interfere?" Feng Yuan looked into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking.

Perhaps, only the system knows what she is thinking.

Gong Yueyue transferred to another class smoothly. As Feng Yuan expected, the school tried its best to meet all her requests. To be honest, the school is very caring towards patients with corn syndrome.

"Feng Yuan! Zizizi!" Xia Luoluo greeted Feng Yuan with a mysterious look on her face, and then plugged an earphone into Feng Yuan's left ear: "Listen, this is a new song I downloaded! It's very popular recently! And it's so nice!"

When Feng Yuan heard the voice inside, she was stunned. This was the song she sang, but she didn't expect that her deskmate would find it.

"More importantly, I feel so comfortable and relaxed when I listen to it. It feels... a little familiar..." Xia Luoluo listened with an intoxicated look on her face, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind: "Listen! Isn't it... a bit like your voice!"

However, this voice was full of emotion, and it was not at all like Feng Yuan's cold, indifferent and peaceful voice.

"Yeah." Feng Yuan was surprised that Xia Luoluo could actually hear a voice like hers from such a... noisy sound? Well, maybe it's not that noisy...

"What song? Can you recommend it to me?" Cai Yilin in the back row heard the conversation between the two people and asked Xia Luoluo and Feng Yuan in the front row.

"It's the song 'Reborn from the Ashes' sung by the recently popular 'Su'. It's really touching!" Xia Luoluo really supports this song! She also supports this person! One person sang with the momentum of thousands of troops!

"Su? Why does it sound so familiar? Have I heard it somewhere before?" Cai Yilin scratched his head in confusion, and then asked Hu Wenjie who was standing beside him with a blank face: "Brother Jie, do you know?"

Hu Wenjie glanced at the boy next to him who was asking him with wide eyes, and said, "The person who wrote that science fiction novel also has this name."

"Oh...yes, yes! How could I forget? She seems to have written many other genres! I like them all! I wonder if these two people are the same person!"

Hu Wenjie didn't say anything and continued writing what he was doing, ignoring the chattering of the person next to him.

Feng Yuan didn't expect that what she wrote was actually quite popular with them?

"The 'Su' who has become famous recently is very active in many places." Liu Ranxi on the right quietly took out a mobile phone from the compartment of her schoolbag, searched for this person on the Internet, and a series of introductions appeared below.

No one was surprised that she brought a cell phone with her, and they just waited for the girl to continue talking with gossip.

On the mobile phone screen, various people with this name are listed below, and the most popular ones are the new stars that have emerged recently.

"But until now, no one seems to know whether she is a man or a woman, but my intuition is that she is a woman." Liu Ranxi analyzed seriously: "Listening to her songs, although some of them are biased towards neutrality, but..."

Liu Ranxi blinked, as if she was deliberately arousing other people's curiosity. The others were indeed very supportive and urged her to speak quickly. Feng Yuan also wanted to know how she planned to prove that this Su was a woman.

"Hehe," Liu Ranxi laughed and continued, "If this 'Su' who appeared recently is the same person, then she also appeared in the Soft Time Cafe! She has met designer J!"

Designer J? Feng Yuan was secretly surprised. This Liu Ranxi knew a lot.

However, she did not deliberately conceal her identity. When she met designer J, she just wore a mask. She didn't expect that the designer was also a gossip lover?

"How did you know?" a classmate asked.

Liu Ranxi said mysteriously, "Designer J is my aunt. She came back a few days ago. I overheard it by accident, hehe."

So that's how it is. Everyone suddenly realized it, no wonder. However, no one can tell whether so many "Su" are the same person.

If it's the same person, then he's invincible!

Feng Yuan picked up the teacup and continued to listen to their gossip.

"But I always feel like this 'Su' seems to be desperately trying to make money. All these 'Su's' are doing things that make money. Do you think she needs money? She can't be very poor, right?"

One of the classmates said something that almost made Feng Yuan spit out water. Is she poor? It seems that she is a little bit, but it’s not so obvious, right?

"It's possible. My aunt said that she didn't have much hope at first because so many people were contacting this person. But when my aunt said money was not a problem, she immediately agreed."

Liu Ranxi recalled what she heard her aunt say when she was talking on the phone, and she felt that it seemed to be true.

Feng Yuan felt like vomiting blood. How could that designer who looked so gentle and beautiful say everything? If she had known earlier, she would have been more hesitant!

"Hey! Tell me, didn't our school invite celebrities to come to the school to cheer us on before? If we invite her, will she agree to come?" A classmate had a wild idea.

"Maybe! But we haven't seen this Su either. Maybe he is an elderly person?"

"What's age? We are looking for talent, okay? Besides, how beautiful do you want to let someone come to our school? Isn't it enough that we have the Phoenix God?"

"really……"

"I will feast on the Phoenix God's face for the rest of my life!"

Somehow the topic turned to Feng Yuan. Seeing everyone's eyes on her, Feng Yuan forced a smile: "...Uh."

Everyone was dazzled by this smile. They felt that Phoenix God seemed to smile more and more recently, as if the seal had been lifted. One smile could make people's hearts beat fast for a long time.

"Look, those science fiction novels written by 'Su' won the Dark Horse Award! Can we meet her now?"

"I know, I know that award! It's amazing! It hasn't been that long, has it? I actually won this award?"

"However, we still have to attend classes at that time, so we can only find out from our phones after the awards are presented!"

Everyone said with regret.

Feng Yuan listened to their discussion and felt a sense of guilt that her cover was about to be discovered. What was going on? She hadn't deliberately concealed it. Why did she feel this way?