I Am Not Fit to Be the Male Lead’s First Love

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"Ahhhh, there are knives in the sky!"

"Help!"

The pink bubble was burst and the scene fell into chaos. +++ Catino Novel Network www.NovelMTL.com

The blade in the sky slapped off, but luckily it didn't hit anyone. If you look closely, the blade is not a real blade, it just gleams with cold light and looks very scary.

Lu Zhen frowned and looked around.

There are no open windows in the school buildings on both sides. Who threw them?

On the distant campus, a slender figure looked in the direction of the school gate, and took a long time to look away.

Chu Yin lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips (gou) under the mask made a pleasant arc.

Xue Ji: "Hey, how are you the host! But you know, the system can't cause actual harm to the male lead~"

Of course Chu Yin knew that he wouldn't really kill Lu Zhen, but her goal had been achieved.

With Lu Zhen's (sexual xing) pattern, most of the people who might be disadvantageous to him are now arranged in the brain. The original bridge has been destroyed, and everything will be different from now on.

Standing on the side, Chu Qiuqiu followed Chu Yin's gaze and saw Lu Zhen in the crowd. She thought with disdain, this hillbilly sister actually dared to miss Lu Zhen? I don't even look at myself.

Yesterday, there was indeed a moment when she felt a sense of crisis that she was the low-profile version of Chu Yin's face, but-the hillbilly is a hillbilly, and Huiwen allowed private clothes, but Chu Yin actually wore the most despised lenient school uniform. He also wore a mask on his face, as if he was afraid of seeing people.

On the other hand, for the first day of school, I did a meticulous dress up, and only put on the makeup on my face for two hours. The two stood together, one exquisite and outstanding and rustic and mediocre. Chu Qiuqiu really enjoyed this sharp contrast-what if Chu Yin was born with him? Obviously I am more like Miss Qian Jin.

She met the inquiring eyes of the people in the school and took Chu Yin's arm without disdain: "Sister, don't think about it, Lu Zhen, I will introduce you to ordinary boys~ Come, I will take you to ordinary class."

Chu Yin pulled out his arm: "Thank you, no need."

Lu Zhen is enough for her to fear men.

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Class 5 is the best elite class in the general liberal arts class. The teachers are strong. Most of the students are also children of rich families. But because they want to take the domestic college entrance examination route, they chose the ordinary class. Although Mrs. Chu is unavoidable to be alienated from her own daughter who has been separated for many years, she really cares, and she chose Class 5 for Chu Yin.

At this time, Class 5 classrooms are very lively.

"Fuck, have you heard that Lu Zhen was almost killed at the school gate!"

"Impossible, how can anyone dare to move him?"

"Really-look at the forum posts."

Because the center of the incident was Lu Zhen, a few minutes ago, the incident about the students at the school gate (fafa) quickly spread throughout the school. Many rich second generations in class 5 are very familiar with the international class, and they chat in full swing in the class.

It wasn't until a figure walked in that the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.

——Chu Qiuqiu? What is she coming to class 5 (gan gan).

Fu Mingxuan, who was sitting in the center of the classroom, was still worried about Lu Zhen. As soon as she saw her, she immediately smiled in a preparatory state: "Hellodarling~?"

Chu Yin entered the classroom behind Chu Qiuqiu and was speechless for a second when he saw Fu Mingxuan. This person is Lu Zhen's number one admirer. After chasing him for a long time, he was very hostile to Chu Yin in his previous life.

But at this time, Fu Mingxuan’s main opponent was Chu Qiuqiu. Both of them came from wealthy families. They were beautiful and well-learned. They were well-known plastic sisters who were fighting against each other. They communicated better than anyone else's English.

Chu Qiuqiu smiled gracefully: "morningbabe~"

Fu Mingxuan turned her eyes and saw Chu Yin behind her, frowning with discomfort: "omg, who’sshewhydoyoustandwithher?"

Chu Qiuqiu immediately (showing) a gentle smile prepared: "This is my sister Chu Yin. She just picked it up from the country and she doesn't understand English. Let's speak Chinese."

After she said this, the expressions of the people in Class 5 looked a little weird when they looked at Chu Yin—then why did this ugly and earthy country boy enter their elite class? The school uniform is almost blind, and wearing a mask must look very scary!

As a classmate, Fu Mingxuan was even more disdainful, and stopped Chu Yin, who was looking for an empty seat: "Hey—that classmate? Or go to Class 7, which is more suitable for you."

The people around her laughed. Class 7 is a late-entry class with poor grades, and there are no people from Class 5 and International Class who are rich. It is the lowest place in Huiwen.

Chu Qiuqiu put on an unbearable expression: "Ming Xuan, she is also my elder sister anyway."

Fu Mingxuan raised her eyebrows: "Who should go somewhere, is there a problem?"

People in Class 5 all looked at Chu Yin, wanting to see how the soil buns from this village would react. However, Chu Yin was very calm. He picked up the position by the window and put his schoolbag away. Then he looked up at the two of them.

Fu Mingxuan is silly, white and sweet, Chu Qiuqiu is a little higher than her, and it is her who really picks up the matter. Although Chu Yin doesn't care about other people's views at all, he is certainly not a sexual attitude.

She slapped her face under the mask, only (exposed) a pair of clear eyes, and responded with no rush or annoyance: "Indeed, whoever should go back to where--what do you mean sister?"

Chu Qiuqiu was stunned for a second, then his face paled.

——Chu Yin is reminding that her fake daughter should return to where she should go.

The place that originally belonged to her... Chu Qiuqiu's mind still has memories from before she was adopted at the age of 7, the dilapidated home, the poor faces of her biological parents...No, she doesn't belong there, and she will never Let others know where she comes from!

Fu Mingxuan is unclear, so: "What do you mean?"

Chu Qiuqiu never dared to continue this topic anymore, and quickly said, "My mother has contacted the school, Mingxuan, stop making trouble, and my sister will not affect you or anything."

Fu Mingxuan rolled her eyes unhappy.

Chu Yin had already sat in his seat and opened the math textbook.

"Ding-broadcast today's learning task~ After completing the finale of the class, the difficulty index is three stars, and you can get the [Change Word] permission after completion."

Change words? Chu Yin immediately grasped the point.

It seems that the increase in authority is indeed reflected in the extent of revision. If she completes a more difficult task, she can probably change sentences, paragraphs, or even...

Chu Yin was excited again, she had never discovered that learning was such a passionate thing.

After the class started, the head teacher formally mentioned to everyone that Chu Yin had transferred to his class. Chu Yin introduced himself calmly and briefly, and the applause in the class was sparse.

Chu Yin didn't care if she was in the same group, she didn't even care if her tablemate was always empty. In the morning, she sat in her place to study. The teacher watched her sit quietly behind her, and ignored the new student.

She reviewed the high school mathematics textbooks and sorted out her knowledge structure, and found that the knowledge reserves in the previous life could basically be covered, and she was immediately relieved.

On the other hand, Fu Mingxuan was inexplicably concerned about this (inserting cha) class student. She looked back at Chu Yin several times in the morning and found that this person could only learn like a nerd, and that inexplicable hostility was replaced by contempt.

-Funny? What kind of a good student from the country, can you understand their textbooks?

When the lunch break came, no one in the class came to talk about Chu Yin, and went to the cafeteria to eat in twos and threes.

Obviously, Chu Qiuqiu, who was asked by Madam Chu to lead Chu Yin, had completely "forgotten" that Chu Yin probably didn't know where the cafeteria was.

Chu Yin finished his notes calmly and walked to the cafeteria with his campus card.

The jasmine planted in the school this year was as brilliant as the impression, but the girl in the floral skirt that year hid in the school uniform of the lenient university. But this time she didn't have the dog man Lu Zhen in her life, and even the flowers were more fragrant than in the past life.

When returning to the classroom in the afternoon, Chu Yin was in a good mood. Because the whole morning was peaceful and peaceful, she took off the mask with confidence and started to do the finale of the system designated.

Many people returned from the classroom, still surrounding Fu Mingxuan, and a boy sat opposite her and said something.

"Don't worry, he is not hurt."

"Really! It's fine, everyone is scared to death."

"By the way-Linzi, you didn't come all morning, you have a new tablemate, do you know?"

There was a lot of laughter around me when I mentioned this.

Song Zhaolin (touching Mo) (touching Mo) head: "Huh?"

The person on the edge patted him on the shoulder: "You can (yanyan) have a good fortune, hahaha!"

Thinking of this with your feet is also ironic. Song Zhaolin hugged the bag and returned to his seat. Sure enough, he saw a girl with slender shoulders, wearing an old school uniform, writing a question with her head down, her face blocked by falling black hair.

Although Song Zhaolin wanted to vomit, he was not too embarrassed to interrupt the girls' study, so he had to sit down and accept the reality. The onlookers who stole (touched Mo) suddenly retracted their gazes and went to chat.

Chu Yin reached the end of the finale in one go, suddenly got stuck, slightly raised his head and moved. Song Zhaolin next to her took the opportunity and patted her: "Hey, at the same table, you--"

Chu Yin turned his face.

Song Zhaolin: "...Fuck."

Actually, it is true, (艳yan) Fu is not shallow.

The girl has good black hair, her palm-sized face is white and tender, her peach eyes are as beautiful as spring water, her lips are rosy. She took a casual look like this, with the natural charm of the young (female nu), Song Zhaolin's face instantly turned red.

Chu Yin frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"

"No, it's okay," Song Zhaolin's voice was getting lower and lower, and she was scared to startle her, "I just... introduce myself, I am your new deskmate, Song Zhaolin."

"Oh, hello." Chu Yin vaguely felt that this name was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember this person.

In order not to be extravagant, Chu Yin lowered his head and put on the mask again.

"What's the matter?" Song Zhaolin was still in shock of his face, his head was dumbfounded.

Chu Yin whispered, "When you haven't seen me."

Song Zhaolin was taken aback: "Huh?"

Chu Yin raised his eyes, his gaze filled: "Okay?"

Song Zhaolin: "Okay!!!"

Only then did Chu Yin feel relieved, and went back to calculate the question. She is still looking forward to the permission to change the word. After all, Lu Zhen is still in this school, and there will be any surprises in the future if the security is not complete...

In the classroom, the chat between Fu Mingxuan and the little sister continued: "Hey, I'm so mad. I made a gift for a long time. I originally wanted to give it to him today. Who knows that something like this happened."

"Distressed Xuan Xuan."

"It's okay, Brother Zhen will come again, I'll give it to him next time."

Chu Yin turned his pen, changing the formula in his mind. This finale question is indeed a bit difficult, but just give her a little more time...

But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the back door of the classroom.

——"Song Zhaolin, come out."

The voice of the boy was cold, with a texture like ice flakes, slightly dumb...just like the time in memory.

Chu Yin's pupils shrank suddenly, he almost jumped up from the chair, and held back again.

Motivated by this voice (thorn ci), Chu Yin finally remembered who Song Zhaolin was—one of Lu Zhen’s friends, who was his youngest in Huiwen back then! with! class!

At this time, Xue Ji Jianxi's voice sounded: "Host, don't relax~ The power of the hero is everywhere, and the plot can be corrected anytime and anywhere."

Correct the plot...? !

Chu Yin couldn't predict whether Lu Zhen would see her again (fafa), but it must not be what she hoped for (fafa).

Song Zhaolin next to him responded and was about to get up.

Chu Yin made the decision immediately. She held the pen and quickly checked the final step. The brain was running at high speed to figure out the numbers, and finally heard the beep of the system.

"The finale task is completed, unlock the script on the next page, and get the permission to [change the word]."

Chu Yin quickly browsed the downloaded script——

[Lu Zhen stood at the back door of Class 5 and looked at Song Zhaolin.

Fu Mingxuan was very surprised to see him, she stood up shyly, being pushed by her little sister. She walked up to Lu Zhen and handed the gift she made by herself.

Fu Mingxuan: "Lu Zhen, I made this by myself. I want to give it to you during the holiday..."]

At this time, Class 5 was excited and uproarious because of Lu Zhen's appearance. Song Zhaolin had already left his seat, and Chu Yin instantly lost his cover. She almost noticed that a familiar, oppressive sight was slowly falling on her.

Chu Yin immediately moved the light pen and crossed out the word [gift]. She needs something (thorn ci) excitement (sexual xing) to hold Lu Zhen and draw his attention away.

Learning from Ji sipping melon seeds and watching the show: "Oh? How do you plan to change the host?"

Chu Yin didn't hesitate for half a second, so he changed the word to "Boom".

Xue Ji: "...[thumb]"

At this time, Fu Mingxuan had stood in front of Lu Zhen, blocking his vision into the classroom.

"Lu Zhen, I did it myself..." She lowered her head shyly, and stretched out her hands towards Lu Zhen with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, the classroom fell silent.

Lu Zhen lowered his eyes, his dark pupils staring at the round, sparkling thing in her hand.

After a few seconds, he calmly said, "You are the one who threw the blade in the morning?"