Cang Ran ignored the discussion of the surrounding classmates, returned to his seat, took out the textbook and began to read carefully.

She had never felt this way before, not scared, but panicked.

The panic of being alone in a completely unfamiliar place, in her world, formation occultism was not something uncommon.

Anyone who has a little wisdom is willing to learn, and even ordinary people will worship and admire those who practice.

But in this era, knowing these is completely alien, and the memory of her predecessor also made her understand that the ones she respected were feudal superstitions that people disdained in this era.

So, she was a little lost.

Although she knew that she couldn't easily show her abilities in this era, it wasn't until she saw the frightened and evasive eyes of those people that she realized that she was really an outlier.

As the preparatory bell rang, there were more and more students in the class, and all of their eyes were hovering between Zhang Peng and Cangran, as if analyzing why Zhang Peng didn't do it yet, they were still waiting to see the excitement.

Living up to expectations, Zhang Peng finally woke up leisurely.

"Ah...... Damn, why does my body hurt so much? ”

He rubbed his neck and sat up and looked around, just in time to catch a glimpse of Cang Ran, who was quietly reading a book.

"! How dare you ......" Because he had just been controlled, he completely forgot what had happened before, and he didn't fight when he saw Cangran.

He stood up and was about to walk towards her, but was grabbed by someone behind him.

"Deyu, what are you holding me for?" Shi Deyu was one of the four, and the smartest of the four.

Unlike Chen Jiankai, who is hot-blooded and brainless, he looks a little sven with glasses, and he looks more calm and smart, the four people brought by Zhang Peng have the best impression of him.

"If there's something, go out and talk about it." Shi Deyu grabbed Zhang Peng and went out, and the other three also followed out after glancing at Cang Ran.

Because the preparatory bell had been ringed, Zhang Peng didn't follow those people when he came back.

The classmates thought they were going to do it when they saw him come back, but he honestly returned to his seat, which really made the classmates so anxious, and the big drama that they had been looking forward to for a noon was stunned but it didn't happen.

As the class bell rang, Wu Qianqian finally came back with a pinch, and the first thing she did when she returned to the house was to rush to the edge of her seat and look at Cangran.

"Ranran, are you okay, he didn't trouble you, right?"

"It's fine."

replied lightly, and then the art teacher came in with the textbook.

The art teacher is a very young female teacher, and the family that studied art in these years has some foundation, and the people who play art are more or less arrogant, the family conditions are superior, and the people are excellent, so she always has a sense of superiority in the face of students.

"Alright, turn to page nine." As the students flipped through the books, Teacher Chen looked around the class and his eyes stayed on Cang Ran, "Didn't I say it, in the future, you will give me my class at the back of the classroom!" ”

In fact, this incident is remembered clearly, after all, this is a big blow to the original body.

The reason was that Cangran did not buy all the pencils needed for art class according to her regulations, but only bought a few of them, and the teacher asked her why, she said that she felt that some pencils were not used and that they were wasted.

At that time, the teacher on the podium humiliated her in front of the whole class, saying that if your family is poor, you should not come to school, not to mention that the whole school is not only poor in your family, why are you special.

In short, the words were very excessive, so that the original body cried many times and couldn't sleep and didn't dare to tell his family.