A Guide to Saving the Wicked

The person who is half following and half returning to the classroom is Gong, the protagonist of this world, named Shen Yuannan.

In the original story, Xie Jiawen couldn't love him.

But this time because Jing Haoyang came too early, it's not time for Xie Jiawen to fall in love with Shen Yuannan.

Because of the bomb that Assistant Jin dropped, he was in a trance all the way.When wandering all the way back to the classroom, I don't know how many teenagers and girls were distracted.

It wasn't until he returned to the classroom that he was awakened from this confusion.

"Student, did you go to the wrong classroom..."

It was a girl with a single ponytail and big glasses, who walked up to Xie Jiawen shyly and asked softly.

Xie Jiawen came back to his senses, and was stunned when he saw the girl. It turned out to be the class monitor who had always been obsessed with studying and ignoring things... Her eyes made him feel a little uncomfortable: "I'm Xie Jiawen."

"Xie Jiawen, ah, your name is Xie Jiawen..." Huh? ? ?Is this Xie Jiawen who is huddled in the corner of the classroom? ? ?

"Are you really Xie Jiawen???"

Xie Jiawen lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and went straight back to his seat.He is not used to dealing with people in the class, even if they are classmates for almost two years, but in fact he is not familiar with anyone.

What he is more familiar with... is the unintentional but malicious jokes between classmates.

Back on his seat, his deskmate stared at him intently, his eyes almost popped out in shock.

... These have nothing to do with him, he just needs to be himself.

Silently doing a good job of psychological construction, Xie Jiawen opened the textbook that will be read early today.

If anyone is the most surprised that Xie Jiawen's face covered by hair looks like this, it should be Shen Yuannan. After all, he followed Xie Jiawen all the way and thought Xie Jiawen was a girl.

While there was still some time for morning self-study, Shen Yuannan hurried over to greet Xie Jiawen, his voice full of surprise: "Xie Jiawen, you actually look like this! You used to have such a thick curtain, why do you think of cutting your hair now!"

There was no malice in this sentence, it was just a simple high school student questioning.

But the relationship between them is not good enough to use such a familiar tone.

You actually look like this, door curtain, so what, what, what, what, what...

Xie Jiawen has always been sensitive. Since his parents left, he has been hurt too many times by all kinds of words, true or false. He has long been unable to tell whether others are seriously amazed or secretly sarcastic.

So when Shen Yuannan said that, he just hummed without even raising his head.

"Don't just worry about um, I saw you getting off a luxury car today. We have been classmates for so many years, and we don't even know that you are an invisible rich second generation!" Shen Yuannan's voice was very low, but he couldn't stand it anymore. Many people's attention is on the changed Xie Jiawen.

In an instant, mutterings began to radiate from Xie Jiawen as the center.

Xie Jiawen didn't even need to listen to know that those people were discussing him.

It was like this again, criticizing him in the name of classmate friendship, and then the trend of speech became more and more malicious, and he thought he was just, repeating meaningless words in front of him every day, it was disgusting.

The scene where Jing Haoyang took the phone from someone else's hand and deleted the photos suddenly flashed across his mind.

Sometimes direct action is more direct than inexplicable hints.

Thinking of this, Xie Jiawen turned cold: "Student, please don't disturb my study if you have nothing to do."

The light brown pupils in the peach blossom eyes are full of cold light, cold and sharp.

Shen Yuan Nanteng blushed suddenly, just like a little virgin who was seen through the embarrassing tricks of teasing girls, he retreated at a loss: "Hold, sorry, I'll go back right away."

After sitting back in his seat, Shen Yuannan punched himself on the forehead in frustration.I don't know why, but when I was in front of Xie Jiawen, my mind was like a computer crash, like an idiot, I couldn't even speak fluently.

After this episode, the original good mood completely disappeared, Xie Jiawen shrank himself in a corner, and the familiar gloom enveloped him again.

——In this way, everyone will be more familiar with him, and the discussion will be quieter, but there are still people watching him secretly.

The first two classes in the morning belonged to the homeroom teacher. She saw the changed Xie Jiawen at a glance, but she didn't show any abnormality except for a moment of amazement in her eyes.

She knows Xie Jiawen's identity, and she won't be surprised if Xie Jiawen turns into an angel with wings!

The whole morning class was over quickly, and Xie Jiawen, who was watched like a monkey all morning, was exhausted of patience. The teacher said that the sound of get out of class ending, he got up suddenly, and quickly disappeared into the classroom with a sullen face.

He doesn't want to communicate with people, don't want to joke with people, doesn't want to play with people, he wants to find a corner where no one is around, and block his left and right eyes.

As soon as he left the classroom, the phone in his trouser pocket began to vibrate.

The only person who knew the new number was Jing Haoyang's side. Xie Jiawen looked a little better, took out his phone, and the caller ID: Jing Haoyang.

Jing Haoyang!

The eye sockets suddenly became hot, and an inexplicable feeling lingered in his heart.

The moment Xie Jiawen saw these three words, the corners of Xie Jiawen's mouth suddenly curled down a lot.

Like a baby who has been wronged outside, at first he gritted his teeth and said nothing, but when he came within the sight of his mother, he couldn't help but cry out loud.

"Jing Haoyang, why did you think of calling me?" There was a softness and grievance in his voice that he didn't know.

Hey, why did you call me? I feel so uncomfortable. Other children are hugged by their mothers. Where are you?

Jing Haoyang couldn't understand the endless twists and turns of the young man's mind. He was just a straight man with a brain full of muscles. When he heard Xie Jiawen's voice, he didn't think anything was wrong: "I'm in activity room 301 of your campus."

It was as if a restless bird lived in his heart, flapping his wings and flying around, Xie Jiawen felt sore and astringent for a moment, but the sudden smile on his face couldn't be restrained, it became brighter and brighter as it pressed down.

It dazzled the eyes of people passing by.

Jing Haoyang inspected Xie's hotel all morning today, and he didn't have the slightest impression of this kind of place with multiple households on the first floor and a good airtight environment, which is very suitable for zombies to catch people.

When it was almost noon, the bored Jing Haoyang immediately thought of his little brother who was locked up in the school and was waiting to be fed.

"Assistant Zhou, where is the house you bought for auntie? I'll deliver food to Xie Jiawen."

Assistant Zhou was very kind, quickly arranged Jing Haoyang's schedule, and asked the principal to borrow the classroom.

When Xie Jiawen came over, Assistant Zhou had just opened all the auntie love bento they had brought.

Five dishes and one soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, full of color, fragrance, and taste. The soup is still an old hen soup that has been simmered for ten hours.

Jing Haoyang thought he was already good at serving soup, so when Assistant Zhou was laying out the dishes, he took a small bowl neatly and wanted to serve Xie Jiawen the soup.

Xie Jiawen:! ! !

"I will do it myself!"

Three steps in parallel, Xie Jiawen came to Jing Haoyang's side at almost a sprint speed of [-] meters, and put his hand on the spoon unceremoniously, wanting to take over Jing Haoyang's work.

The spoon didn't budge.

Instead, he was forced to lead with his own hand, filling the bowl with soup bit by bit according to Jing Haoyang's strength.

Xie Jiawen with a confused face:? ? ?

Thought Xie Jiawen was just a polite Assistant Zhou:? ? ?

Jing Haoyang: No one in a hail of bullets can take the initiative of food away from me, why do you still come to fight with me with such scum?

Recalling the eventful years, the eldest brother was full of pride, and put the small bowl in front of Xie Jiawen: "Give me a drink!"

Xie Jiawen suddenly shuddered, and the grievance and joy lingering in his heart disappeared at once.