What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

He Yue looked a little unnatural, but looking at Yue Zhou's sharp eyes, she couldn't come up with a lie.

Seeing He Yue's nervous look, Yue Zhou calmed down and moved a chair to sit in front of her: "What? Are you afraid that I will ask you why you went to the broadcasting room?"

He was right again.

He Yue turned away from him, her lips pursed into a straight line, meaning: she would never give in, even if she was beaten to death.

The two of them sat in silence for a long while before Yue Zhou gave up on teasing her. She looked quite pitiful, holding her injured leg.

"Don't worry, I'm not curious about your private affairs."

He Yue looked at him with some distrust: "Then why did you expose me?" Is it wrong to pretend you don't know?

The cunning in Yue Zhou's eyes disappeared, his expression became serious, and even his tone became cold: "You have the leverage over me, and I also have yours, so I can rest assured."

"Are you going to threaten me?" He Yue's face also turned cold.

Originally, yes. If it wasn't He Yue, but someone else in the school, they would have to be coerced or bribed to keep quiet, and they couldn't be allowed to spread news that was unfavorable to the Yue family.

But it was He Yue, a girl who seemed to have no attacking power at all.

Seeing He Yue's nervous expression, Yue Zhou tilted his head and smiled: "I was supposed to threaten you, but I feel..."

He stood up, walked forward and bent down to look at her: "You seem to be trustworthy."

"why?"

"intuition."

He Yue's eyelashes trembled as she watched Yue Zhou stand up straight, put his hands in his pockets, and said to himself: "One secret in exchange for one condition. If there is anything I can help you with in the future, feel free to come to me, but if you tell anyone about me..."

"I don't mind having your friends change schools with you."

He Yue raised her eyes suddenly. The person who was trying to save her and protect her half an hour ago was now using Luo Yilan to threaten her?

Yue Zhou turned around and tried to leave, but He Yue's voice came from behind him: "There's no need to be afraid of me telling others. We won't have any more interactions."

-

"I want to go see Heyue first."

Luo Yilan grabbed Lin Xia Ning back and said, "Zhou Wenhe is staring at you."

After hearing this, Lin Xia Ning glanced to the side and saw Zhou Wenhe standing straight in the sun like a robot, staring at them from behind the reflective lenses.

"I didn't expect that." Lin Xianing gritted her teeth when she saw Zhou Wenhe, "He really is a fake, the world is going downhill, and he is against Tiangang!"

"..."

"It's just a bunch of dung beetle shit mixed in chocolate. It looks the same, but it's actually the most disgusting."

"..."

"Right, little Luo." Lin Xia Ning turned to look at Luo Yi Lan. Why didn't she support her? "What are you looking at?"

"Look at her." Luo Yilan pointed her chin towards a place not far away.

In the shade of trees, someone was holding a small parasol, and under the parasol, a dignified girl was looking at them with her hands folded across her chest, with a little follower beside her fanning her.

"Murderous."

After reaching the conclusion, Lin Xia Ning and Luo Yi Lan crossed their arms in front of their chests in tacit understanding.

Maybe it was the sixth sense that girls are born with, but Pei Xin felt that the tall girl was becoming more and more unpleasant to her. She glanced at the girl holding the umbrella for her and said, "Wait for the next 100 meters, you won't lose, will you?"

Under the scorching sun, Pei Xin's smile could indeed make people feel a chill. Wang Min nodded: "I'm on the school team, how could I lose."

Pei Xin was satisfied: "I don't know what An Su is doing. The sprint champion prize is actually a pair of couple watches." She looked at Wang Min with an expression that did not hide her contempt. "Give me the watches immediately."

After all, Zhu Huaining will definitely be the champion of the men's 100 meters, and that watch must be his.

The naked gaze of the superior. Wang Minmin was not angry at all. She swallowed nervously and smiled flatteringly: "Of course."

She looked at Lin Xia Ning. In fact, her coach had already told her that Lin Xia Ning was a tough guy. Could she win? Wang Min licked her lips nervously.

"Women's 100 meters preparation."

There was a shout from the broadcasting room, and the announcer, who was reading one encouraging message after another, had no time to catch his breath.

Luo Yilan accompanied Lin Xianing to the starting line. Suddenly, she felt someone approaching. Luo Yilan immediately took a step back and switched positions with Lin Xianing. The next second, she was knocked to the ground.

"Little girl Luo!"

Wang Min glanced at Luo Yilan who appeared out of nowhere and said coldly, "I'm sorry."

"You are so grown up, and you are still playing tricks?"

Luo Yilan got up from the ground, brushed the dust off her hands, and called Wang Min.

When the two stood closer, Luo Yilan looked petite next to Wang Min.

Luo Yilan was not annoyed, she just curled her lips and smiled: "You know what? From the moment you pushed him just now, you are doomed to lose this time."

Wanting to deal with Lin Xia Ning off the court means that Wang Min is not 100% sure of winning, and what Luo Yilan has to do is to deal the final blow to her fragile psychology.

These words made Wang Min's pupils shrink slightly. She pursed her lips and looked at the two girls in front of her who smiled sweetly at the same time.

-

No wonder Luo Yilan always said that Yue Zhou was a fox and could manipulate scores in exams. It turns out he was really so smart. So smart that he could recognize her after just a few words of conversation in the dark.

He Yue thought so and lay down on the bed, and her attention was quickly diverted. As expected of Huilin, the bed of a rich man is so soft and comfortable.

Today she felt as tired as if she had fought a whole day's battle. He Yue fell asleep unknowingly while thinking about what Yue Zhou said.

"Snapped!"

There seemed to be a sound of glass bottles breaking. He Yue frowned and turned over. She pursed her nose in her sleep and seemed to smell the pungent smell of alcohol. When she was half asleep and half awake, a girl's shrill scream suddenly came from outside the infirmary door, and He Yue suddenly woke up from her sleep.

He Yue looked in the direction of the scream and found that the door of the infirmary had been opened wide at some point, and a piece of clothing was flying away.

who is it?

He Yue quickly sat up and went to look for her shoes. When she looked down, she realized that the floor was wet. "Alcohol?"

Looking at the more than one empty alcohol bottle lying on the ground, it is obvious that the alcohol was not spilled accidentally!

Someone wants to deal with me!

First he stuffed nails in her shoes, led her to the now empty infirmary, and then he wanted to arrange an accident for her?

He Yue was anxious to put on her shoes, but her injured foot was wrapped in gauze and she couldn't put them on. She simply gritted her teeth and stepped on the ground.

It is impossible that the alcohol was used to make him slip and fall to his death. I think he was trying to set a fire, but was seen and was too late to react.

So is that female voice the one who set the fire, or the one who wanted to save herself?

He Yue was inclined to the latter. She limped out of the door, eliminating the suspects one by one in her mind.

Zhou Wenhe?

But how could he be so bold as to set fire to Huilin's school? Besides, he had many ways to control himself! There was no need to take such a risky move.

Who else could it be?

He Yue stood under the sky and realized that it was already dusk. The twilight cast a long shadow of the teaching building, which fell at her feet.

He Yue had no time to notice how beautiful the sunset was. She just kept chasing the unclear black shadow and actually chased it all the way from Huilin to Yunlong.

The injured foot stepped on the rough ground, and the wound was torn open again, even more seriously. Bloody spots were left along the way, hidden in the dim light.