The expression information on her face that clearly revealed "It turns out that you are Jiang Yu" made the young man on the podium look away expressionlessly.

But the hand that fell to his side subconsciously tightened.

Jiang Yu's seat was arranged to sit next to Sheng Jiuran, he walked down from the podium with long legs, his back straight, and his aura around him coldly.

Under the eyes of many scrutiny, he sat down quietly in his seat.

From the time the beautiful boy walked to the seat, Sheng Jiuran kept holding his cheek with one hand and stared at him with interest.

Under the light, his face, which was too beautiful to be like a real person, had no emotional fluctuations, and was unusually silent.

The eyes that are always slightly drooping show a heavy gloomy and misanthropy, as if hiding a lot of thoughts, which is difficult to figure out.

But these are not within the scope of Sheng Jiuran's consideration, she only has one idea now-

Pan him!

He must be taken down!

He meows under him!

Now that the beautiful boy is close at hand, she can appreciate the beauty of the other party better and more conveniently.

Sheng Jiuran stretched out his hand to him, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she smiled, "Your name is Jiang Yue, right?" My name is Sheng Jiuran, and you also studied with Teacher Zheng before, right? ”

She....

Sure enough, I don't remember the things that happened to him during that time.

Jiang Yue lowered his eyes, the coldness in his eyes suddenly shattered, and his ears seemed to be talking to him.

The hand on his knee shook suddenly, and then he covered his ears in an overreaction, and his expression of indifference finally cracked.

"You...... What's wrong? ”

The person who had just been fine suddenly covered his ears violently.

Not only was Sheng Jiuran startled, but even the classmates next to him looked at him strangely with wide eyes.

- You see, the way they look at you, it's like they're looking at a psychopath, oh no, I'm wrong, you're a neurotic.

- Poor child, why did you have to be in the crowd, you should have been locked in your room and left alone.

The mocking voice of the child and the sad female voice intertwined with each other, and they all poured into his ears uncontrollably.

Jiang Yu covered his ears tightly, he lowered his head, and his heart seemed to be suffocated.

His face was pale, he was sweating coldly, his breathing was rapid, and his body seemed to tremble from what he was afraid of.

He shouted silently—

Shut up, shut up, shut up!

"Jiang... Jiang Yu? ”

The voice of the girl beside him sounded hesitantly, with doubt and caution, and his heart burst with a desperate fear.

Hide, 10 million! Don't look up!

She can't see him so scary now!

"Teacher! Jiang Yu was not feeling well, so I immediately took him to see the school doctor! ”

In a whisper, Liang Zixin stood up.

She strode towards Jiang Yue, her face full of anxiety and worry about his condition.

“.... Good. ”

The head teacher, who had never encountered this situation in front of him, was a little confused, he reacted and immediately nodded in approval.

Sheng Jiuran looked at Liang Zixin half-squatting in front of Jiang Yu blankly, and kept saying "It's okay, it's okay" to comfort him in a soft voice.

Then he carefully raised his hand and was about to press it on his shoulder.

"Don't touch me!"

Jiang Yu shook off her hand violently, and then stood up suddenly.

His voice was pleasant and slightly hoarse, and as soon as the words fell, he bit his lip tightly, and his whole body exuded a terrifying and messy coldness.

"Jiang Yu!".

Liang Zixin wanted to catch him, but Jiang Yu had already turned around, lowered his head, and rushed out of the door with his steps quickly.