If you are targeted by a cold and beautiful girl

Chapter 22 It's Scary

It may be because An Chen has rarely dealt with people for three consecutive years, An Chen has always been in a daze recently.

It takes a long time for a person to get rid of a long-standing habit, but when he really adapts to the new state, the past experience will become old instead.

Before Jiuge found him, An Chen never thought that he would have such a thing as a bond with anyone.

At least, he had never thought of it this way while alive.

Yawning, An Chen walked straight into the school.

"Why are you here so late today?"

As soon as he arrived in the classroom, Li Xiao shouted at the top of his lungs and walked quickly towards An Chen.

"Something happened on the way." An Chen smiled softly and found an empty seat and sat down.

"You you you you you! How can you laugh?" Li Xiao showed a ghostly expression.

"Can An Chen laugh?"

"What? An Chen laughed?"

Several classmates who heard Li Xiao's voice turned to look at An Chen with the same expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

In the eyes of his classmates, An Chen has always been a very strange existence.

All parties have made outstanding achievements, but they have remained unknown.

His appearance and facial features are obviously very dignified, and he can even be said to be handsome, but it seems like he has used some magic to attract everyone's attention, like a transparent person in the class.

If he didn't have such a Buddhist style on weekdays, the incident regarding Jiu Ge would probably not cause any big waves.

For a long time, Li Xiao was the only one in the class who liked to chat with him whenever he had nothing to do. Even if An Chen didn't talk or ignore anyone, he would never tire of it.

The class even gossiped about Li Xiao because of his strange behavior, but in the end everyone sadly discovered that Li Xiao was just a straight man who only had nine songs in his heart.

Since the last incident involving the short-haired man ended, the number of people questioning An Chen and gossiping has gradually decreased compared to the beginning.

At least everyone can no longer treat him as an ordinary transparent person.

Normally when we meet, everyone is observing secretly.

An Chen glanced at Li Xiao with some disgust, but An Chen said nothing and returned to his expressionless state.

Glancing out the window, he blew in the wind and waited quietly for the bell to ring for the next class.

When the teacher walked into the classroom, the temperature in the classroom suddenly and inexplicably became much higher.

The classmate sitting on the edge got the teacher's permission and ran to turn on the air conditioner.

An Chen hesitated for a moment, then turned to look out the window.

As expected, his eyes met with Zhang Zhidong's.

Seeing An Chen turn around, Zhang Zhidong moved towards the window with an excited expression.

As if he didn't see it, An Chen closed the window tightly and signaled that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

Seeing that the teacher and the classmates were looking at his rude actions in shock, An Chen calmly replied: "You have to close the windows to turn on the air conditioner. I didn't control the intensity just now."

I don't know if it was his imagination, but as soon as he said this, the person sitting next to him turned his head away and did not dare to look at him.

Zhang Zhidong waited outside the classroom window for a minute to no avail, and drifted to another teaching building with some regret.

Jiuge's class is teaching ancient Chinese.

Ancient Chinese is a very boring course required for Chinese language and literature majors.

What's even more puzzling is that the school arranged four consecutive classes for them, which took up the entire morning, even though it was a course for which everyone had very low enthusiasm.

The Department of Chinese Language and Literature has more girls than boys. Due to the weather, the few boys skipped classes and left most of the class.The bald old professor was lecturing on top, while most of the students below were dozing off on the desks.

As I fell asleep, the temperature suddenly became hotter.

The air-conditioned classroom itself couldn't feel the air-conditioning, and everyone woke up from the heat in their seats.

Jiuge was sitting alone in the penultimate seat by the window, taking notes quietly. Because of her cold aura, few people in the class dared to talk to her on weekdays, let alone sit next to her. Next to it.

As soon as he felt the unusual temperature, the keen Jiu Ge immediately guessed what was going on.

She quietly glanced out the window with her peripheral vision, and after confirming that it was Zhang Zhidong, she immediately turned her gaze back to the ancient Chinese teacher who was wiping sweat.

"Ms. Jiu Ge! Ms. Jiu Ge!" Zhang Zhidong shouted angrily outside the window.

After shouting about ten or twenty times, he found that Jiu Ge might have been deafened or temporarily deafened during class, and he didn't hear his voice at all.

Because he was worried about Jiu Ge, Zhang Zhidong thought for a moment and floated in through the window.

Within a few seconds, he floated in front of Jiu Ge.

"Ms. Jiuge! Are you okay!" He asked with concern.

Maybe it's heatstroke!
If the hearing loss is caused by heat stroke, leaving it alone may cause serious problems.

"Ms. Nine Songs! Are you still conscious?"

Hearing Zhang Zhidong's call, Jiu Ge stared straight ahead, without even focusing on him.

As if she was worried that she might be misunderstood as unconscious, she even touched her hair with her right hand.

"Ms. Jiuge! Have you seen that little hairy head?"

Zhang Zhidong felt that Jiu Ge probably didn't have heatstroke. He might have just been too absorbed in the ocean of knowledge, so he didn't notice him.

"When I asked him to endorse today, he suddenly ran away while I wasn't paying attention. I thought he might come to your school to find you!" Zhang Zhidong continued to explain.

Jiu Ge's eyes were still distracted, and his eyelids stopped moving.

"Ms. Jiu Ge! Ms. Jiu Ge!"

Zhang Zhidong waved his hand in front of Jiuge, but Jiuge still didn't respond.

After thinking about it, he simply put his whole face directly in front of Jiu Ge's face, eye to eye.

Jiu Ge still had no reaction, and his expression and expression had not changed much.

Perhaps because she was too focused on the lecture without blinking, her eyes were covered with a light layer of moisture.

"Well, you actually love learning so much. Not bad! Respectable! Madam, you must be the god of learning that I have never encountered before in my lifetime!"

Patting his chest, Zhang Zhidong turned his head away, standing in front of Jiuge and admiring sincerely.

"That's right! The future of the motherland depends on you! I can't admit defeat! Look, I can catch that little guy back within half an hour!" Zhang Zhidong laughed hahahahahaha, turned his head and floated out of the window.

For a moment, the temperature in the classroom returned.

Several boys who were urgently trying to repair the air conditioner also breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiuge lowered his eyes, turned away, and gently wiped his tears with the back of his hand.

"Ugh..."

He was actually so close, and his eyes were staring straight at me...

It's scary, it's really scary...

Letting out a soft sob, she turned her head again, her expression returning to indifference and composure.

(End of this chapter)