Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

The voice, like heavenly music, saved Shen Wangchuan, but when he turned around, he saw Xie Liuyan's face.

Shen Wangchuan's feelings were complicated.

Gao Xiaotian was taken aback, and seeing the transfer student's questioning gaze, she nodded unconsciously.

Fine, I'll let Shen Wangchuan go this time.

Xie Liuyan took the book from Shen Wangchuan's hand, and then his standard and magnetic voice rang out in the classroom.

"· · ·"

Almost immediately after this passage was read, the classroom erupted in applause.

Students who were not very interested in English in the past became more enthusiastic, and this class was probably the one that Gao Xiaotian enjoyed the most.

As the school bell rang, Gao Xiaoshen's dessert name was Shen Wangchuan:

"As punishment for not paying attention in class today, you will take Xie to the textbook room to get the book after school this afternoon. Here is the key."

Shen Wangchuan took the keys and smiled.

"Don't worry, teacher, I guarantee I'll complete the task!"

Hopefully so, Gao Xiaotian turned and left.

As soon as Abbess Miejue left, the atmosphere in the classroom became lively. Many people gathered around Xie Liuyan's table, chattering excitedly:

"Xie, why did you transfer to our school?"

Yunjing University sounds prestigious, but it's just a university located in a small third- or fourth-tier city.

Compared to universities in top-tier cities, Yunnan University is still somewhat ordinary.

Apart from Yunjing University, Licheng only has a few larger vocational colleges, and its educational resources are indeed lagging behind.

"It's nothing, it's probably fate."

Xie Liuyan was genuinely unaware of the situation, so he could only offer the excuse that it was a matter of fate.

"So what do you think of our school? The environment is pretty good, the teachers are great, and they take university studies very seriously."

"The environment is great, I really like it here."

While Xie Liuyan was talking to them, Shen Wangchuan was also listening intently. He didn't think that what this person dressed like a young master was saying was sincere.

Despite wearing the same uniform as them, Xie Liuyan exuded an air of nobility and elegance, like an heir raised by some powerful family.

How could anyone possibly like such a poor, remote place?

These are just polite words, but many people actually took them seriously.

Shen Wangchuan smiled self-deprecatingly, but Xie Liuyan unexpectedly changed the subject:

"Okay, that's about enough for now. I'll leave some time to chat with my new deskmate for a bit."

Upon seeing Shen Wangchuan's face, the surrounding students quieted down, joked with Xie Liuyan that they could talk again, and then turned around and ran back to their seats.

It seems that using the names of those around you can be quite useful when something happens. Xie Liuyan raised an eyebrow.

They said they wanted to communicate with him, but after everyone left, Xie Liuyan never said another word to him.

Tsk, man.

Shen Wangchuan's gaze was like an X-ray, as if he wanted to pierce through Xie Liuyan.

Despite this, Xie Liuyan remained seated and unmoved. More than half a day passed, and it was time for get out of class to end.

Zhao Ruolin quickly packed his schoolbag. As a poor student, he might not be good at anything else, but he always made sure to be the first to pack his schoolbag.

In the past, Shen would have finished getting ready by this time. Since the two of them lived not far apart, they usually went home together.

Zhao Ruolin and Shen Wangchuan are both locals from Licheng, so they both chose to commute to school instead of living on campus.

"That's about enough, Brother Shen. Let's go together."

When Zhao Ruolin turned around, Shen Wangchuan, who should have already packed his schoolbag, was sitting steadily in his chair, showing no sign of packing up to go home.

Zhao Ruolin was stunned. "Brother Shen, you're not planning to go home?"

Shen Wangchuan really wanted to kick this idiot. Had he forgotten what Abbess Miejue had said in class this morning?

"Bullshit, I have something to do later. You go back by yourself first."

At first, Zhao Ruolin was completely baffled, but then she noticed Xie Liuyan sitting in the same seat.

Oh, I see.

How could he have forgotten about that?

"Okay, Brother Shen, you guys go ahead and get busy, I'm off."

Shen Wangchuan stood up when the classroom was empty. "Let's go get the books."

"Hmm," Xie Liuyan didn't take his coldness to heart.

The two stood up at the same time. Shen Wangchuan walked in front, and Xie Liuyan followed behind him with his schoolbag on his back.

The two walked one after the other, but their thoughts were different.

After walking for a short while, Shen Wangchuan stopped, but did not turn around. His voice was carried by the wind to Xie Liuyan's ears:

Do you remember what happened a couple of days ago?

Xie Liuyan was somewhat surprised that he would bring up this matter again, and for a moment he didn't know what the other party wanted to do.

"Of course, after all, my memory isn't that bad."

"I originally thought we were just from the same school, but I didn't expect we'd be in the same class, and you're sitting next to me. So I hope you can keep this a secret."

Shen Wangchuan's voice was cold and hard, as if he would do something if Xie Liuyan dared to refuse.

So this is Shen Wangchuan's true colors after all?

Xie Liuyan's thoughts were drawn back to that night; every bad student was probably afraid of being tattled on.

"Okay, since I said I wouldn't meddle, you can rest assured."

Hearing him say that, Shen Wangchuan continued walking forward.

"That's good."

Shen Wangchuan used his key to open the door to the textbook room, found the books for Xie Liuyan, and then closed the door.

"Now that I've given you the book, I'll head back now."

Before Xie Liuyan could react, Shen Wangchuan slung his bag over one shoulder, turned and left, waving goodbye to Xie Liuyan as he went.

The Supreme God was left speechless, staring at the towering stack of textbooks in his hands.

Is this the weight of knowledge?

0526's voice rang out at the right moment: "Lord God, do you need my help?"

Xie Liuyan looked at the silly and cute system flying in the air and wondered if the personality he had chosen for it was the best option.

"Tsk, no need."

Even if he doesn't have divine power, he shouldn't be this weak.

Incidentally, the small world couldn't withstand Xie Liuyan's full divine power output. Back when he entered the small world, he had compressed the divine power in his body to one-thousandth.

Moreover, he is currently in the modern world, so using divine power would be rather illogical.

Xie Liuyan brought the book to the classroom, then closed the classroom door and walked back the way he came.

As the sun set, his shadow stretched long.

*

When Shen Wangchuan returned home, his grandmother had just finished cooking.

The steaming hot food made her features a little blurry, but the old woman was in good spirits.

"Xiao Chuan, why are you back so late? Luckily I cooked a little late today, otherwise I would have had to reheat it."

Shen Wangchuan put his schoolbag on his bed, then went out of the room to help his grandmother set out the food, while explaining:

"I helped a new classmate pick up books today, so I left late."

"A new student has joined your class! You'd better treat him well, don't act arrogantly, and leave a good impression."

"Okay, Grandma, hurry up and eat."

After instructing her grandson, Shen Chunhua picked up her chopsticks and first placed a piece of meat on Shen Wangchuan's plate before starting to eat herself.

"Eat more and nourish your body."

Shen Wangchuan was surprised for a moment when he saw the meat in the bowl. His family rarely ate meat, after all, his grandmother's breakfast business was not easy.

What's wrong today?

"Grandma? Is it a holiday today?"

Shen Chunhua smiled and said, "It's not a holiday. Today I met a young man who bought steamed buns and gave me 100 yuan. When I went to give him his change, he had already left."

"I hope that if I run into him again, I can make up the money for him."

So that's how it is. Shen Wangchuan didn't take it to heart. After finishing his meal, he helped his grandmother wash the dishes and then went back to his room.

He lay in bed for a while looking at the part-time job posting he had gotten from someone earlier that day, and his eyes started to feel sleepy.

Never mind, I'll cover myself with the blanket and we'll talk about it tomorrow.

He was really tired today.