The Cannon Fodder of Fast Transmigration Becomes the Villain

Chapter 42
Every mission, Qin Yuan will be affected by the personality that fits the body, and she will not suppress it, and develop with this personality.

Yun Luoxing didn't like reading, Qin Yuan suddenly felt a headache looking at the math problems on the book, and regretted what book he was fighting for.

But Yun Luoxing just didn't like it and didn't want to study. There was no problem in terms of IQ, otherwise his parents wouldn't be so good.

After one class, Qin Yuan almost fell asleep, sitting crookedly. The teacher knew what this new transfer student was like before, so he didn't pay attention to it deliberately.

This half of the rich second generation came in through the back door to contribute to the development of the school. As long as they don't interfere with the school, they can be more tolerant. As for whether they can graduate in the end, this is their own business.

The rich second generation have already won at the starting point, and it doesn't matter whether they learn or not.

If you don't study hard, you can inherit the family property when you go back.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Qin Yuan woke up, and she was still extremely sober. She seemed to need to pick up her books.

Thinking of this, she got up and was about to go to the office, but she was stopped when she just walked a few steps. The voice of a good-looking person is perfect in all aspects, and so is the voice.

A cold and indifferent voice came from the boy behind him: "Don't move."

Qin Yuan was curious about what caused this indifferent and withdrawn boy to speak up, but he didn't call her name, and he wasn't polite at all, so she didn't stop.

"Yun Luoxing, don't move."

It was because of the step she continued to walk that the boy added her name, with some ups and downs in his cold voice.

"Are you calling me?"

Only then did Qin Yuan turn to look at him, pretending to be puzzled.

Lu Hankong had no expression on his face, he raised his hand, his bony fingers pulled a white thread.

Looking along the line, it was Lu Hankong's white shirt, and the other end was hanging on her waist, where there was a small metal decoration.

The poor boy's clothes were all white from washing, and the seams of the hem of the clothes were still pulled open by her, and there was a little extra there.

"How did it get there?"

As Qin Yuan asked innocently, he stretched out his hand and pulled it a few times, the lines became longer.

Lu Hankong still had no expression on his face, Qin Yuan felt bored and backed away: "You take it off yourself, I can't see it."

Maybe it was because she ticked it when she squatted down to wipe the chair just now, and it also made Qin Yuan see how difficult Lu Hankong is to get in touch with. Luckily, she has a way to complete the task by herself.

Lu Hankong raised his hand there for a moment, his eyes fell on the place where the line was hooked, and at the same time fell on the waist of the new classmate.

For a moment, an impolite thought flashed through her head, her waist is so thin.

The hooked place came off as soon as it was pulled, and soon a voice came from behind: "It's done."

"I'm sorry, it's a pity about your clothes."

The time between classes was not long, Qin Yuan left the classroom door without saying a word, the boy on the seat closed his eyes and said in a voice like a mosquito, "There is nothing to be sorry about."

As soon as Qin Yuan left, several people slowly approached Lu Hankong's side.

One of them was the male classmate who was ignored by Qin Yuan just now.

"Don't think that you are the same as us when you sit with your new classmates. The clothes you are wearing are not enough for a button on the new classmates. She is Miss Qianjin, so don't rush forward."

Bullying Lu Hankong was a very common thing. The students around pretended not to notice, and those in the front row deliberately gave up their seats.

Lu Hankong pretended he didn't hear it, and he was only thinking about writing his papers. This kind of behavior of ignoring people would make them angry every time, and it would become more and more excessive.

One of the classmates kicked Lu Hankong's desk: "I'm talking to you, why are you pretending to be deaf?"

"What do you care about with a freak, he still has to study hard, or he won't even be able to afford food." Another classmate laughed.

"Hey, you don't seem to be afraid of us at all!"

There was a male classmate who couldn't help getting started, but couldn't understand how he didn't pay attention to anything.

Lu Hankong never took the initiative to do this, but he would not allow himself to be bullied either. He raised his hand and squeezed the hand that was reaching out to hit him on the head.

"Oh, what, you want to fight with us?!"

Someone laughed. Before that, the bullying Lu Hankong suffered was only verbal isolation and pranks. Half a year ago, several rich second generations transferred to another school, and the nature of the bullying he suffered also changed.

"I don't even think about how many catties I have, you are the only one who dares to do it."

One saw the timing and lifted the book on Lu Hankong's desk, and the book, paper and pen wiped Qin Yuan's desk and scattered all over the floor in an instant.

One foot also stepped on the scroll that fell on the ground, half of which was written on it, and the handwriting was neat and neat.

It was also at this time that Qin Yuan had just arrived at the door, holding a small pile of books. There were quite a lot of books at first, but the teacher saw that she was a little girl and asked her to take it several times.

"What are you doing?"

Avoiding the scattered books on the ground, Qin Yuan went to his place and put down the books.

"New classmate, we are playing with him."

A few boys didn't want to spoil their image in front of their beautiful new classmates, so they pretended to be playful and said to her.

"But you've soiled my table and the floor."

Qin Yuan's tone sank, his expression was not very good-looking, and his delicate eyebrows were frowned.

Some boys were dumbfounded by such a vivid beauty.

"We'll pick it up right away."

Immediately, a boy bent down to pick up the book that fell next to him, but just as he was about to put it back, he felt that it was inappropriate, and he didn't know what to do when he held it in his hand.

Qin Yuan also saw the dirty footprints left on the white paper.

Lu Hankong's face was very cold, he didn't know what he was thinking, but it didn't look right anyway.

Being thrown and trampled on the test paper is not normal for a person, but he just looked cold and continued to sit without responding.

"His papers are for my reference, but they are all dirty now, how can I use them?"

The unscrupulous girl's irritable breath could no longer be suppressed, so Qin Yuan's tone was very dissatisfied.

"Paper, what paper?"

The books hadn't been fully picked up, and of course they ignored what had been stepped on.

Hearing these words, Lu Hankong had some reactions, he looked up at Qin Yuan, the girl's delicate face was cold, and her delicate eyebrows were furrowed to show her dissatisfaction at the moment.

"Here."

Qin Yuan pointed to a corner of the ground.

"What are you looking at in his papers? I have them there. Look at mine." A boy spoke first.

Qin Yuan nodded: "Okay, go and get it."

Everyone wanted to make friends with this new classmate who had transferred from another school, so the movement of taking the papers was naturally fast, but they took out a lot of messy things from the desk.

(End of this chapter)