I'm not the underworld

Chapter 368 He is Mr. Chen
"Who is Mr. Chen?" The instructor's remarks made the students whisper, why can Mr. Chen's friend "avoid death"?
"Shut up, everyone!" The instructor glanced at everyone, pacing and yelling.

The order of Class [-] and Class [-] was quickly restored.

Who dares to fight against this perverted instructor?How dare he hit someone!The kind to beat to death!

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Yifan stretched his waist, rubbed his belly, left the board in his arms and the exercises he had finished, stood up and walked directly towards the cafeteria.

In my mind, I was still fighting fiercely with numbers and arithmetic symbols.

"Instructor, he ran away, why don't you care?"

The students who only did one exercise in the afternoon actively reported to the instructor.

The instructor didn't raise his eyes: "He is Mr. Chen."

"..."

The students were speechless for a while. They thought that Mr. Chen was a big shot, so Mr. Chen's friends could be "saved from death".

Unexpectedly, the so-called Mr. Chen turned out to be one of them, their classmate.

"Why can Chen Yifan do whatever he wants?"

"That's right, what's special about him, why do you ignore him? It's not fair!"

"Just because...he is good at solving problems, is he more mysterious?"

Speaking of this, some students remembered that Chen Yifan was indeed special compared to them, so they added.

It caused other students to roll their eyes for a while.

"We can't beat him." The instructor smiled and replied unabashedly.

The students fell silent for a moment.

Holy crap, it's that simple?
Can't beat it?
Is he great?
Well, it seems to be quite mysterious, but they haven't seen Chen Yifan's force value positively.

Except for Luo Wensen, a classmate who is Chen Yifan's roommate.

……

Jinghua Middle School, this hot school, launched a hell-like special military training.

As a five-good student, Chen Yifan certainly couldn't use his privileges to play truant and skip military training.

On the contrary, as a qualified academic master and good student, even if it is military training, of course you must get No.1 good grades.

Such a positive image of a good student comes to an end when the night comes.

Chen Yifan's "night life" is quite rich, taking over Biluo Huangquan, managing the underworld, and sometimes going out to hunt ghosts that may cause harm to the human world.

Such a bland and satisfying happy life came to an end after six days.

Chen Yifan received a call from Xiao Yun, and he had already arranged for Chen Yifan to take the test to join the Hulong Villa, and...a meeting with the elders.

Early the next morning, Chen Yifan got on the handjob to the capital.

Chen Yifan was still a little excited when he took the handjob for the first time, looking around like a leopard.

But after a while, interest is lost.

The first-class air ticket provided by Xiao Yun didn't take off until Chen Yifan realized that he was the only one in the first-class cabin on this flight!

Several flight attendants have provided him with extremely meticulous service since he got on the plane.

However, as a local leopard, Chen Yifan only remembered that the words he said the most were "No!", "No, thank you!".

Soon, the plane entered a smooth flight, leaving only a young stewardess to chat with him.

The stewardess, who seemed to be only in her twenties, sat in the empty seat next to him, looking for countless topics with a smile.

Chen Yifan looked at this young lady who seemed to be winking at him, took a sip of the happy water that he specially requested, and asked with a cute face: "Sister, why are your eyes cramping?"

The smile on the young lady's face froze, she forced a smile on her face and said, "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom..."

After all, he stood up and left.

Chen Yifan squinted his eyes and continued to drink his own happy water.

But as soon as she left, another stewardess sat down and continued to chat with him.

This is a popular route for them, and those who fly first class at such a young age are either the second generation or the third generation!
Although there are some local leopards, in order to experience the legendary "first-class" service, they originally took the first-class cabin.

But those earth leopards must have checked the strategy before they sat down, and they would not let go of any small advantage.

It's not like Chen Yifan, since he got on the plane, he wants nothing but a can of happy water.

So pure and unpretentious, it must be because I am used to these things, and I really like happy water.

Who doesn't have any special hobbies?

For those wealthy people, Chen Yifan's special liking is simply too special, isn't it?

Such a performance of "low-key luxury with connotation" immediately made Chen Yifan a favorite in the eyes of flight attendants.

Young, rich, and handsome, is there anyone more perfect than this in the world?

I heard that the colleague who resigned last month and went home to marry a wealthy businessman just bought another sea view villa...

"Sister, it's not good to have too many abortions, don't regret it when you can't conceive!"

"However, it seems that you can't wait for that time."

Chen Yifan looked at the stewardess who had just sat down, no, to be precise, he looked at the two wisps of baby ghosts on her shoulders and smiled.

He has always been good at talking to Tian'er to death, especially some women who are overwhelmed and have special thoughts about themselves.

The stewardess who had just sat down and brought up the topic of whether Chen Yifan liked children or not was also froze, stammering and finding an excuse, and left as if fleeing.

Soon, Chen Yifan's "venomous tongue" attribute spread throughout the flight attendants of this flight, making those flight attendants who "thought" about him not dare to talk to him easily.

"What! It's not easy. I just became interested in chatting just now." Chen Yifan muttered.

Then he curled his lips, took out a copy of the exercises "borrowed" by Mount Qingcheng from the schoolbag he was carrying, and studied page by page.

Fortunately, the route from Shudu to Beijing is not very long, and it will arrive soon.

Putting away the exercises, Chen Yifan got off the handgun with his schoolbag on his back and entered the capital airport.

The cute skull short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of ordinary denim shorts, and the blue schoolbag on his back made Chen Yifan look like any young and lively high school student.

Among the crowd, a young man with a camera on his back and a downcast look undoubtedly caught a glimpse of Chen Yifan, his eyes lit up, and he almost ran over madly.

"Student! Classmate! Wait!"

"Sao Nian, I think you have great potential to become a superstar, why don't you learn acting from me?"

This rather "artistic" young man ran from behind the crowd, grabbed Chen Yifan's arm tightly, and chattered.

Chen Yifan saw that this guy spoke interestingly, so he couldn't help but be amused by him. This smile was dazzling.

"I'm sorry, a cook who can't cook is not a good actor, I have to go to New Oriental to learn how to cook first!"

(End of this chapter)