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

"I feel something is wrong."

He Yue ignored the pain in the soles of her feet and squeezed through the crowd to walk out. The students who were sitting down made clicking sounds to express their dissatisfaction.

"Xiao He! Xiao He!" Lin Xia Ning and Luo Yi Lan tried to call her back, but He Yue didn't listen at all, and Yue Zhou's speech on the stage had already begun.

"Hello everyone, I'm Yue Zhou, from Yunlong."

He Yue stood on the long stairs, looking at the person in the center of the stage.

The light is so dim, can Yuezhou see it?

At this moment, there was a flash of light and shadow, which stung He Yue so much that she could not help but close her eyes. Then she raised her head and saw that the long lamp above Yuezhou was shaking slightly.

Something is wrong!

One of the dozens of lights overhead had its hanging wire beginning to crack, and was teetering on the edge of collapse amid the other lights.

He Yuexin was lifted up, and she ran quickly down the long path. She really didn't understand why Huilin's auditorium was built so big.

"…Sports is not only a sport, but also a spiritual sport…"

I don't know who stuck his feet out, He Yue was tripped and fell to the ground. She lost her balance and rolled down the stairs. She just managed to stop and get up, her hair was messy and her face was pale.

A classmate around her was also frightened by her and hurried to help her up: "Are you okay?"

He Yue was dizzy and shook her head: "Thank you, I'm fine."

Regardless of the burning sensation on her palms, she immediately got up and went to look at the lamp.

"Yuezhou! Be careful!"

At the same time, with a "click", in full view of everyone, the light tube fell down and went straight towards Yue Zhou's head. All He Yue could hear was the sound of glass breaking and the panicked screams of the crowd.

Everyone was running for the exit, and the teacher who was maintaining order shouted, "Don't crowd anyone, everyone, be careful!"

But no one listened to him.

Luo Yilan was drowned in the crowd. She tried to stand on tiptoe to find He Yue, but she could only watch the thin figure sitting on the stairs being knocked around by others: "He Yue!"

He Yue, who had just stood up, was knocked down again before she could even stand firmly. Her hand was also stepped on hard. Until now, she couldn't even tell which wound was hurting. She just wanted to find Yue Zhou as soon as possible.

When the crowd dispersed a little, she staggered to her feet and limped towards the stage.

But there was only broken glass on the stage.

"Yuezhou? Yuezhou!"

He Yue looked at the shattered lamp in front of her and felt a tightness in her chest. She couldn't breathe and even felt dizzy and wanted to vomit for a moment.

She pressed her temples and forced herself to cheer up, but she seemed to see Wang Xiuya again, lying in a pool of blood.

No more deaths...

He Yue's tears welled up, and just when she was most panicked, her wrist was held by a familiar warmth, and she was pulled out of the broken glass that she almost fell into.

"Be careful."

It's a Yuezhou.

His eyes were deep, but there was a fresh red mark under the corner of his eye.

"Are...are you okay?" He Yue grabbed him and looked him over from front to back. Apart from the small cut on his face, there were indeed no other wounds.

Yue Zhou winked at He Yue: "This is magic."

The broken glass on the stage were his stand-in. He was indeed on the stage but not in the center. He deliberately had people prepare so many gifts and asked Zhu Huaining to convince Principal Cai to block everyone's sight with the gifts. He also dimmed the lights to create a visual illusion so that everyone could not see clearly and thought he was really standing in the center of the stage.

This means that those who wanted him dead had miscalculated their position.

He Yue's nausea slowly subsided.

"Zhu Huaining is chasing him." Yue Zhou pointed in a direction and tilted his head to signal her to chase him. "Didn't you say you want to face your inner demons?"

"What about you?" He Yue was a little worried. Suddenly, they were the only two people left in Huilin's auditorium. Luo Yilan and Lin Xianing were squeezed away somewhere. The dim light made He Yue worry about Yue Zhou's eyes.

"I'm fine. Once they have cleared the students, they will come back to find me." Yue Zhou pressed He Yue's shoulder, "Now, go face your inner demons."

He Yue looked at the only light at the entrance of the passage and could hear her heart beating violently as she was just one step away from the truth.

"Heyue, you have to defeat him, just like me."

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Rooftop.

The vast round rooftop has no obstructions and everything can be seen at a glance. It is an excellent place to view Huilin scenery.

The moment the lamp fell, Lin Xia Ning saw Zhu Huaining bounce out like a rabbit, and she quickly chased after him.

Both of them had strong athletic ability and quickly blocked the crowd on the rooftop of the auditorium.

Zhu Huaining glanced at Lin Xianing, then silently took a step forward and put her behind him.

"Hey, there's no road ahead." Zhu Huaining shouted.

I don't know when the wind started to blow, and the leaves were dancing like ghosts. The figure stood there, and the atmosphere was frozen.

"Zhou Wenhe! Did you hear me calling you to turn around?"

Lin Xia Ning's momentum was more powerful than Zhu Huaining had imagined, and she startled Zhu Huaining.

Knowing that there was no way forward, Zhou Wenhe slowly turned his head, still with a condescending attitude: "Is this your attitude towards your teacher?"

"Are you worthy?"

"Are you worthy?"

Zhu Huaining and Lin Xia Ning responded in unison, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

Lin Xia Ning snorted: "Don't imitate my speech."

Zhu Huaining's aura as a school bully disappeared completely at this moment, and he shut his mouth in defeat.

"You are still children, you can't fight an adult." Zhou Wenhe still wanted to scare them. He took out a knife from somewhere and pointed it at Lin Xianing, "Get out of the way now."

Zhu Huaining pulled Lin Xia Ning behind him, and said with a knife to his heart: "You can try, the Zhu family will definitely make you pay for it!"

"You rich kids are really annoying!" Zhou Wenhe emphasized the words very heavily; he hated them from the bottom of his heart.

"What about Wang Xiuya? Why do you hate her?"

Hearing the question, the three people on the rooftop looked over and saw that it was He Yue.

He Yue was running all the way and was a little out of breath. Lin Xianing wanted to protect her behind her, but He Yue shook her head at her.

She was here to face it, not to be protected.

"I'm a teacher, I have the responsibility to teach you!" Zhou Wenhe felt that he had done nothing wrong. "That idiot couldn't even memorize a song, but after a few beatings she memorized it by heart." He smiled contemptuously, "Do you think she deserves a beating?"

No wonder Wang Xiuya always sang "I Believe" over and over again while holding the tape recorder. She was afraid of being beaten, so she could only memorize it over and over again, not daring to make a single mistake.

Zhou Wenhe is a pervert!

"You are not teaching us at all! You are enjoying your power! You are satisfying your own selfish desires!" He Yue approached Zhou Wenhe, staring into his eyes and said, "You control the school resources and think you can oppress students at will, and even take the lead in isolating them. You enjoy doing this because you know that only in this class can you enjoy power, and outside of this class, you are nothing!"

"He Yue!" This sentence touched Zhou Wenhe's sore spot, and he pointed the blade at her angrily.

"Xiao He!" Lin Xia Ning took a step forward, ready to rush forward and snatch the knife from Zhou Wenhe's hand at any time.

He Yue glanced at the notch on the knife and said, "You used this knife to cut the lamp belt! Because you found out that Yue Zhou knew a secret, a secret that required him to die!"