Chapter VI
Yun Chen thought of this and ran out, and ran to the school gate in one go. was already incompetent in long-distance running, but now he is out of breath and can't say a word. Fortunately, Xiao Ling stood safely at the door alone, and there was no scene of being surrounded by fans, if it really appeared, I was afraid that there would be an accident.
Xiao Ling raised her eyebrows, looked at her funny and said, "Why do you look like this." β
Yun Chen didn't fight out, and shouted with his last strength: "It's not all because of you!" What about textbooks! β
Xiao Ling pretended to be aggrieved and said, "That's how you thank me?" β
Yunchen felt a little embarrassed, so he bowed his head and said thank you the size of a mosquito humming.
"Take me to your school." Xiao Ling pressed the brim of his hat on the press.
Yun Chen couldn't close his mouth in shock because of his words, he is such a big star, dangling around, isn't this a time bomb, especially when POP has just released a new song, and the popularity is rising, who doesn't know him Xiao Ling.
"What are you kidding, you hurry up and ......"
"Hey! Where are you going? Don't run around and wait for me! β
Zhou Yunchen really didn't know why Xiao Ling was still like a little kid at such an age, and he actually ran towards the school with a girl. Frightened, Yunchen hurriedly chased after him.
"Isn't it almost class, take me to class."
Xiao Ling looked like he was coming for a vacation, but Yun Chen was cautious like a thief, observing everywhere and being scared.
But fortunately, after walking such a big circle, although Xiao Ling only brought a mask, no one recognized him. Maybe I really can't imagine that such an ordinary school can have such a hot star? Thinking of this, Yunchen's heart sank into his stomach slightly.
Just breathed a sigh of relief, and when they walked to the door of 302, the two found that classes had already begun inside, and they came impartially. The teacher was already writing the podium, Yun Chen took a breath and whispered to Xiao Ling: "You will follow me for a while, don't talk!" β
Xiao Ling nodded seriously, and Yunchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Such a naΓ―ve person, what kind of cold character does Xingyue set for him? This kind of character hangs on Xiao Ling, and sooner or later it will not collapse.
"Report."
Yunchen pushed open the door, and walked to the back row calmly without raising his head, and Xiao Ling didn't dare to make a mistake and followed her closely. The two of them slipped away and sat in the last row, and it happened that the teacher of this modern literature class was very Buddha, and he didn't even look at the two of them continuing to stand on it and output wildly.
The last row was already extremely back, but there were still a lot of people seated, Xiao Ling pulled the mask, and he may feel a little dangerous. Yunchen thought like watching a play, let you find something to do, make a big deal and we will both be finished, Xiao Ling saw her expression but raised her eyebrows disapprovingly, with an expression that didn't care at all
After a while, Yunchen took out a modern literature textbook, Xiao Ling snatched it up, and read it with relish in his hand.
Before the class was halfway through, someone couldn't help it, and quietly came over and asked Yunchen, "Your boyfriend?" β
Yunchen just wanted to refuse loudly, when he heard another girl say: "It must be, why don't you bring it to class, even if it's not, it's almost right, are you stupid." β
Get...... Someone answered for her.
The man didn't give up, and asked, "Is it really your boyfriend?" β
Yunchen hesitated for a moment and said, "That's not ......"
Stars appeared in the eyes of the girl on the side, and she said directly: "Then you give me a contact information!" It's so good-looking! Quick, hurry up and ask for WeChat. β
Yunchen was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, so he could only look at Xiao Ling embarrassedly, who knew that Xiao Ling squinted, hooked the corners of his mouth, and turned around and smiled: "Who said no." β