The quick-traveling villain has no way to escape.

As expected, the test scores of Wen Si Nian's transferred school were extremely good, so good that the teachers at the school were curious about how his previous school was willing to let such a golden melon leave the school.

Wen Sinian seemed to have been used to being praised and admired since he was a child. His expression did not change much. He politely and distantly asked the class teacher about his books and materials.

Teachers always have a special preference for people with good grades. The head teacher has sorted out all his books, including all the test papers from the previous mock exams.

When he handed it over to Wen Sinian, he specifically told him that he must tell the teacher if he felt uncomfortable in a new environment, and he could communicate more with his classmates.

Because Wen Sinian was too dazzling, Song Tingyun, the protagonist with the aura of the protagonist, became dim.

Wen Sinian left the teacher's office with a large stack of books in his hands, while Song Tingyun only held a stack of papers in his hands.

"How about I get some of it for you." With a stack of papers in his hand, Song Tingyun was really embarrassed and wanted to help Wen Sinian share the burden.

But Wen Sinian refused directly: "No, you have small arms and thin legs, just hold the things in your hands."

Song Tingyun, who was said to have small arms and thin legs, wanted to refute but was speechless. After all, the body of the original owner was indeed a bit too thin to fit the character's design.

After lunch, it was the school's lunch break, but most of the students would use this time to study questions and do homework. When the two of them returned to the classroom together, the classmates were already sitting neatly in the classroom.

Those who write test papers write papers, those who brush up on questions, and those who review. Class 2 is one of the rocket classes that advance to first grade. The students in the class are smart and have not been left behind in their hard work.

Song Tingyun is now Wen Sinian's deskmate, but his desk is still next to Bai Yilin's.

As soon as the two people entered the door, they were stared at by the classmates. Everyone looked at Wen Sinian with admiration.

Song Tingyun was a little confused. Could it be that Wen Sinian was here to steal his halo as the protagonist? Otherwise, why would the classmates in the class look at Wen Snian like this.

Until he passed by the podium and saw the paper on the podium. This should be the paper for Wen Sinian's entrance exam. The bright perfect score was really too dazzling.

In fact, excellent students are more admiring of others. There are not so many intrigues and comparisons and jealousies. Everyone recognizes and admires outstanding people more.

Wen Sinian walked to the last row with an expressionless face.

At this time, everyone was studying in the afternoon. Song Tingyun was too embarrassed to move the desk, so he sat down in his original seat.

When Bai Yilin saw Song Tingyun sitting down, he somehow thought of what Song Tingyun said that morning.

Although he didn't know why Song Tingyun suddenly seemed like a different person, Song Tingyun was right, and he was indeed protecting him.

"Thank you for today."

"Thank me for what?" Song Tingyun turned to look at Bai Yilin.

"Thank you for waking me up." Bai Yilin was still studying English papers. He said very solemnly, "I carefully considered what you said during lunch. I think what you said makes sense."

"Squad leader, there is no grass anywhere in the world. There is no need to hang yourself on a tree with a crooked neck." As the protagonist Song Tingyun does not want to rob other people's lives, not to mention that there is a feeling in his heart that we are born from the same roots and are in a hurry.

Who made him a vicious villain in the previous system's small world?

It is understandable to have empathy for Bai Yilin in this world.

Song Tingyun wanted to give Bai Yilin some more poisonous chicken soup, but was suddenly startled by Wen Sinian's words.

"If I remember correctly, you are my deskmate now."

Song Tingyun didn't hear the footsteps at all. He patted his heart and turned back to glare at Wen Sinian: "Are you a ghost? You can't even make a sound when you walk."

Wen Sinian: "..."

Wen Sinian habitually remained silent, but stared straight at Song Tingyun.

Song Tingyun understood what he meant. He looked at the other students in the class who were watching the excitement and whispered: "It's fifth self-study time now. Didn't you see that everyone is studying? It's too late to move in during dinner."

Wen Sinian still didn't speak. It was obvious that he meant that he did not accept Song Tingyun's remarks.

"Then what do you want?" Song Tingyun hadn't noticed that Wen Sinian was so stubborn.

"Get up."

As Wen Sinian spoke, he picked up Song Tingyun by his collar and lifted him up from his seat like a chicken.

Then a miracle happened with great strength. He lifted up the desk and moved it to the last row, then lifted an empty desk back and placed it next to Bai Yilin.

Song Tingyun was really convinced by Wen Sinian's operation.

Song Tingyun: "..."

His strength is amazing.

Seeing the excitement, the classmates on the mountain started to boo, some naughty boys even whistled, and the female classmates covered their mouths and snickered.

Everyone said that Wen Sinian had the temperament of a domineering president in romance novels, but everyone didn't understand why he was so keen on Song Tingyun when he just came to school.

As the leader of the class, Bai Yilin was also Song Tingyun's roommate and half-time deskmate, so he was a little worried.

"You and Wen Snian..."

Although Wen Sinian looks gentle and has a gentle name, he sounds very gentle, but in fact he is very domineering in what he does.

Song Tingyun was surprised, but also liked it.

Isn't this behavior a manifestation of possessiveness?

So Song Tingyun was actually secretly happy.

"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."

The steel pot only comes with an iron brush, and the crooked pot just comes with a crooked lid.

Everyone else was enjoying it, so Bai Yilin didn't say anything.

Song Tingyun's desk had been taken away, and now he could only sit obediently in the last row with Wen Sinian as his deskmate.

"Classmate Wen, I didn't realize you were so strong." Song Tingyun began to tease Wen Sinian as soon as he sat down, "You are quite strong."

"Ah."

Wen Sinian held his chin up with one hand and looked out the window. With his appearance, people who didn't know better would have thought that he didn't want to talk to Song Tingyun.

Song Tingyun was also a little confused as to what Wen Sinian meant when he suddenly looked like he was rejecting him thousands of miles away.

Don't you want to be his deskmate? But he carried his table directly over.

Have masochism?

Song Tingyun pursed his lips and hummed and started to clear the table. He didn't notice that Wen Snian's face was full of smiles when he looked out the window, and the secret joy in his eyes was not concealed.

The sun was just right at noon, shining through the mottled shade of trees and forming dots of starlight on the table.

The face of the boy who had just grown up showed the pride and arrogance after regaining the treasure.