On the other side, Chu Wei was sitting in the classroom waiting for the start of the class meeting, and many of the classmates who walked past her were a little unfamiliar to her.

After all, she doesn't live on campus, and she doesn't spend much time with her classmates, so she only meets each other during class.

And most of the courses in the university are self-elected, which makes everyone in the same class, but as far as Chu Wei is concerned, she still can't even call the names of some of her classmates.

However, she still has a few people who are relatively familiar, such as those guys who have even chosen their own classes with her.

"Wow, Sister Wei, what are you doing, dressing up so energetically. ”

Sitting in front of Chu Wei was a woman in a sweatshirt who was chewing gum.

The novelty is that even though she is already seated in the classroom, she still wears her hat with her hands in her pockets all the time, and puts one foot on the partition under the desk.

At this time, she was leaning on her body, leaning her head on Chu Wei's table, looking at Chu Wei from bottom to top.

There's no denying that her looks and moves look quirky and difficult to get along with. Half of her cheeks were covered by a hood, making it impossible to see her face clearly.

However, Chu Wei seemed to have become accustomed to the other party's abnormal performance, so he just continued to play with his mobile phone lazily and responded flatly.

"Oh, my brother got it for me, and he said I was too decadent usually, and he took care of it for me. No, can you really see things like that?"

Casually glancing at the other party's dress that covered half of his face with a hat, Chu Wei couldn't help but complain.

"Of course~ I can't see it clearly, but assassins are dressed like this, aren't they, everything is false, everything is allowed. Slowly sitting up straight, the sweatshirt girl finally changed to a normal posture, turned to look at Chu Wei and said.

At the same time, she lifted her sleeve up, revealing half of the metal inside with a smile.

"!" When Chu Wei saw the appearance of that thing clearly, he was immediately so frightened that he reached out and pressed down the arm of the sweatshirt girl: "Why did you bring this thing to school, not afraid of being billed?"

Right now, the sweatshirt girl is carrying a game prop in her cuff.

The name of the game is the Assassin's IOU, and the item is called the Hidden Blade.

Because of her obsession with this game, the sweatshirt girl made a one-to-one imitation of the important props at her own expense. Although it is an imitation, Chu Wei, who has been to the other party's house, knows that this imitation is probably almost the same as the real thing, whether it is the materials or the process.

Except that the knife edge has not been sharpened.

"What are you afraid of, as long as you don't get discovered. The sweatshirt shrugged her shoulders disapprovingly.

And even if she was discovered, her family was big, and the school wouldn't dare to do anything to her. At this time, another young woman sitting next to the woman in the sweatshirt also spoke.

She wore a large T-shirt in pure white with a faint smile on her face, neither ostentatious nor indifferent.

If it weren't for the box of ice cream in her hand, I'm afraid it would make people think that she was the kind of good student who was pure and unpretentious.

"I said, no matter what, it's too much for you to sit in the classroom and eat ice cream. Chu Wei pulled his mouth, feeling that he was no longer able to complain.

"No matter how big my family is, it can't compare to you, Miss Zhao. was stabbed by the other party's yin and yang weirdly, and the sweatshirt girl also stabbed back unceremoniously.

In fact, the last thing people like them want to be talked about is family matters.

Because anyone who comes to this school is either an ordinary person with excellent grades but a difficult family, or a second or third generation who has been abandoned by his family.

Unfortunately, the sweatshirt girl and Miss Zhao are both the latter.

glanced at each other indifferently, and both of them stopped talking, and Chu Wei, who was sandwiched between them, had no choice but to raise his eyebrows helplessly, and lowered his head to flip through the phone again.

"Speaking of Chu Wei, your brother is the boy in the last photo?"

After half a ring, the sweatshirt girl seemed to finally break the silence.

She and Miss Zhao have actually seen Chu Yan's photos, just before, when Chu Wei tweeted to show off that her younger brother made breakfast for her.

Although Chu Wei had deleted the photo in time, many people still saw the picture.

The Sweatshirt Girl and Miss Zhao are naturally among them, because their micro-push names are the pitch-black Flame Dragon Envoy and Kachuin.

(The two guys who took the lead in instigating Chu Wei to post the photo.) )

"Otherwise?" Raising his eyes and glancing at the woman in the sweatshirt, Chu Wei asked lightly.

"Is he really as good as he looks in the photo, you won't be able to overdo it. The sweatshirt woman chewed gum and expressed her doubts.

"You're really not afraid that I'll punch you. Holding back the cross on her forehead, Chu Wei gritted her teeth and asked, but then she calmed down again.

"Forget it, whatever you think, it's none of your business anyway. ”

"Hey, Sister Wei, you're not bored, shouldn't you call your brother over to prove it to us at this time?"

However, at this time, Miss Zhao, who was sitting on the side, suddenly smiled lightly and said: "Yang Lan, you are going to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, how can our sister Wei be p-pictured." I saw her brother send her in the morning, and I took a picture, and I can only say that the real person is better than the picture. ”

"Hey, where did you look, why didn't I see you?" Hearing Miss Zhao's words, Chu Wei was not calm.

And the sweatshirt girl called Yang Lan was immediately excited.

"Damn, really!? show me!"

"Hmph. Casually holding the scoop of ice cream in her mouth, Miss Zhao took out her mobile phone from her pocket, put it on the table, and silently showed a photo.

In the photo, it was Chu Yan who was sorting out Chu Wei's collar picture.

"Oh my God, the man's strength is overwhelming······" Looking at the beautiful boy in the photo blankly, Yang Lan's voice became trance-like.

"I've already set the photo as a screensaver, of course, after cutting Chu Wei out of the photo. Miss Zhao smiled lightly and took the phone back into her hand.

"I said, can you not do such a perverted thing in front of other people's sisters!" Chu Wei darkened his face, and stretched out his hand to grab Miss Zhao's mobile phone, but then Miss Zhao was sensitive to dodge.

"Hey, don't be so stingy, I just look at it once in a while, and I don't do anything else. Miss Zhao said as she dodged Chu Wei's hand with a very happy look on her face.

"You dare to do something else!" Chu Wei immediately got up and wanted to hold Miss Zhao down.

But the next moment, a certain woman in a sweatshirt came up and hugged Chu Wei's waist: "Sister Wei, from now on you will be my sister, I want my husband's phone number!"

"Get out!"

Today's classroom is undoubtedly a bit noisy.