The protagonist's aura has expired [Quick Transmigration]

After getting off the bus at the station, Lin Yun went straight to the school, relying on her memory from a few days ago, she found the original class.

At this time, it happened to be a chemistry class. As soon as I entered the door, I attracted the attention of the lecturer, "Lin Yun, you didn't pass the monthly exam this time, come here and get a test paper, and finish it after class." After all, Lin Yun is a top student, the teacher Seeing him wearing a mask, I thought he was still sick, and his attitude was very gentle.

After taking the test paper, Lin Yun walked towards the empty seat and just sat down.

The classmate next to him poked his head, "Shen Lin, I've sorted out all the homework for you these days," and after finishing speaking, he threw out a bunch of handouts and newspapers.

"Uh, thank you," there were too many, Lin Yun flipped through them a few times, and put them in the drawer dizzily.

He put down his schoolbag, turned his head to find Song Zimo's place, thinking of looking for someone after class, maybe his eyes were too eager, making the other person look back at him.

Song Zimo frowned. Thinking of the friend application in WeChat, he didn't understand Lin Yun's meaning, so he simply picked up a pen and wrote a few more questions.

It was a pity that the teacher delayed the get out of class again. When Lin Yun got up to look for Song Zimo, she was stopped by a boy.

"Have you been sick these days?" Her voice was gentle and her appearance was pretty.

But Lin Yun didn't know who he was, "Well, what's the matter?"

The boy felt strange, "No, it's a pity that you didn't finish the exam this time, but you are the first in Chinese, better than Song Zimo."

"That's good," Lin Yun scratched her head, not knowing how to answer.

"Lou Mingxuan, the physics teacher told you to go over and get the test paper." Fortunately, someone came and called the boy away.

It turned out to be Lou Mingxuan, the original owner's good friend, who was indeed as gentle as on the phone. Before Lin Yun could relax, she heard the math teacher looking for him.

The office is not far from the classroom, just go out and turn a corner, and you will be there after walking more than ten meters.

It's just that she was nervous, like back in high school, Lin Yun walked into the office carefully, before he could guess who the math teacher was.

He heard a voice, "Lin Yun, come here." It was a chubby man who spoke, who should be his math teacher.

After approaching, he saw the mathematics education magazines and various tutoring exercises on the desktop, which made Lin Yun more sure of the other party's identity. "Teacher," he said weakly, thinking of the scribbled papers just passed, he was a little flustered.

"You didn't take the exam this time." The math teacher pulled out his answer sheet. The first few questions were all correct, but the latter was wrong in all kinds of ways. "Tell me what happened, 88 points, no matter how difficult the test is, You both have 130, and the teacher doesn't want to say anything, you must have a correct attitude in the exam, I know this is not your real level, you take it back and correct it."

"Thank you, teacher." It's really not his real level. The first few questions were done by the original owner. If he came, I'm afraid he would lose 50 points. Lin Yun took the answer sheet and went back to the class silently.

As a result, the Chinese class had already started, so Lin Yun could only return to her seat. As the highest score in the monthly exam, his test paper and composition were praised several times by the teacher in class.

Seeing such an answer sheet, Lin Yun also admired the original owner. The writing was good, the concept was profound, and the writing was moving. It's a pity that he didn't write it by himself, which made him miss his study time.

This was the last class in the morning. After class, the students went to the cafeteria together. As his best friend, Lou Mingxuan naturally walked over, "Are you still sick with a mask on? What do you want for lunch?"

"I'll solve it myself," he quickly took out the mask from his schoolbag, keeping an eye on Song Zimo's movements, "This mask is for you, there is an epidemic recently, so be careful," he said, and ran out after chasing people.

"Hello?" Lou Mingxuan was very puzzled when he saw his friend running after Song Zimo, holding a mask.

"He's gone, Mingxuan, let's eat first," said the boy standing beside him.

"Why do you always follow me?" Lou Mingxuan frowned, put away his mask and walked outside the classroom.

"Hey! As soon as Lin Yun came back, you disliked me," the boy followed, although his mouth was not angry.

There were so many people, Song Zimo was lost in the blink of an eye, Lin Yun was pushed downstairs by the crowd, and the students were rushing to eat, so they had to go to the cafeteria to find someone.However, when he came to the dining hall, he encountered another difficulty. There were five floors in total, and each floor sold different dishes. He hesitated for a few seconds and walked into the first floor.

The first floor sells popular dishes. Because the taste is ordinary, there are few students who come here. Because there is no need to climb stairs and the queue is short, it is the first choice for the top students. After all, they spend most of their time studying.

It's a pity that Song Zimo is not an ordinary academic master. Lin Yun went in and turned around, but couldn't find anyone, and finally had to search layer by layer.

"A total of 10 yuan."

Song Zimo was eating ice cream at the canteen at the entrance of the canteen. He happened to see Lin Yun who had climbed to the fifth floor. Has this person not eaten yet?

"What are you looking at?" The friend bumped into him with a snack in his arms, "I paid for it."

"Oh," Song Zimo looked away, and took what he wanted, "For the money, I'll send you WeChat, and I'll go back to the classroom first."

"I studied really hard. I'm a little sleepy today. I'm going back to the dormitory to sleep."

"Yes," Song Zimo nodded, put away the snacks and walked to the classroom.

"Phew," Lin Yun gasped, ran all over the canteen but still couldn't find anyone, didn't Song Zimo come to eat in the canteen?Or have you eaten and left.I checked the time, it was exactly 12:30, so I had to have lunch first, and then go find someone later.

The fifth floor of the canteen sells grilled rice. Lin Yun ordered for herself, and the students all ate about the same, so there was no need to line up.Naturally, the taste of the dining hall cannot be compared with that at home, but he is not a picky person. He finished the food in twos and twos, packed the tableware, and walked to the classroom.

"Song Zimo."

After walking a few steps, he was stopped by someone. Song Zimo turned his head and saw the person behind him, "What's the matter?"

Lou Mingxuan also happened to see him, "Did you see Lin Yun?"

"No." He ate the ice cream and looked at each other playfully. "Usually, aren't you two together?"

"Yes, but he is not feeling well today, he may have gone back to the dormitory," Lou Mingxuan smiled, and left after speaking.

Song Zimo narrowed his eyes, turned around and walked to the classroom. Today's papers were not finished yet. It would be best to finish them at noon. He returned to his seat on weekends with less homework.Because of the third year of high school, many students came back to study at noon, but the classroom was very quiet, only the sound of writing.

After sitting down, he unconsciously looked at the empty seat, which was Lin Yun's seat. In the past, that guy always rushed to work harder than himself, and it was the same when he came back to study. I didn't see anyone today, so I was not used to it.

As soon as he picked up the pen, there was a sound of panting behind him, and then someone pressed his shoulder. Song Zimo turned around and saw Lin Yun who was sweating profusely, "Is there something wrong?"

"Song, Song Zimo, I have something to talk to you." I finally found someone. Fortunately, he went back to the classroom, "Come out and talk?"

Song Zimo frowned, looked at the quiet classroom, and finally got up and followed the others out.

The two walked out of the classroom, and he immediately asked, "What's the matter?"

"This is for you," Lin Yun took out the mask, "You can bring it home in the afternoon."

"You, I don't want it," he stuffed it back into the opponent's hand, and turned around to go back.

"Hey, don't go," Lin Yun hurriedly pulled him back, looked around, and only said when he saw that there were no students, "There is an infectious disease outside now, and it's quite serious."

Song Zimo glanced at him, took out his mobile phone, and searched for a long time but couldn't find any relevant news, "Then pay attention, I'll go back to study first."

Lin Yun saw that he was not smiling, obviously she didn't believe it, "Well, are you going home after school?"

"Why don't you go home?" Song Zimo frowned.

"I want to invite you to stay at my house this week," said the words boldly, although it was weird, but I still had to try, "Don't get me wrong, I have absolutely no bad intentions, so I sincerely invite you."

"You are sick?"

"Huh?" Why did you scold someone.

Song Zimo sneered, "Why did you call me if you didn't invite Lou Mingxuan? Is our relationship so good? I'm sorry, you were quick to talk just now, you won't be angry, right?"

"No," Lin Yun swallowed, the protagonist is much more difficult than the villain, "but what I said is true."

"Then I seriously reject you," she said, and left without looking back.

Lin Yun sighed with a headache, it was normal, the invitation was so strange for no reason, Song Zimo would be a ghost if he agreed, he returned to his seat dejectedly, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Zhou Xun, telling him to eat.

[Zhou Xun]: I had a good meal, it's really long-winded, when will you come back.

[Lin Yun]: Come back after school in the afternoon (touch head).

[Zhou Xun]: All right, I'll go play games, you pay attention to safety.

Hey, if Song Zimo was as obedient as Zhou Xun, that would be great. Lin Yun put away her phone and looked at Song Zimo who was studying hard in a daze, but she fell asleep after a while. Seeing the papers under her body, she simply lay down Squint for a while.

That guy has been staring at him since he came back, and now he finally fell asleep. Song Zimo changed his pen, and the speed of doing the test paper slowed down a lot. Thinking of what he just said, what exactly does Lin Yun want?Don't you usually hate yourself the most?

infectious disease?

Speaking of which, Lin Yun hasn't taken off her mask until now, probably because she really believes that there is an infectious disease, but the relationship between the two of them is not good, is it necessary to remind myself?Song Zimo raised his eyebrows, calculated the answer and filled it in casually, and walked past Lin Yun's seat by fetching water, only to find that she was really asleep.

"Wake up Lin Yun, why are you sleeping here?" Someone put a hand on his shoulder.

Lin Yun woke up instantly, touched her face and got up, "What's wrong?" Seeing that the classroom was full of people, it was obvious that class was about to start.

Lou Mingxuan shook his head, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can go back to the dormitory to rest, there is no need to work so hard."

"Thank you." The misunderstanding was a bit big, Lin Yun pulled off the mask, and felt uncomfortable sleeping with it.

"Alright, class is about to start," Lou Mingxuan had just finished speaking when the teacher walked in, and he had no choice but to return to his seat.

As a friend, Lou Mingxuan really cared about him. When Lin Yun saw the hot water on the table, she didn't know what to say. With this level of service, he is a good brother.It's just the end. Thinking of this, his heart began to sink. In such a real world, with a planned ending, he didn't know what to do when facing Lou Mingxuan.