The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

Zhuo Qian discovered that this system called Prince is the protagonist's poisonous Wei Wei who attacked Yan Shuyang. Not only was he crazy about Yan Shuyang, but he also crazily rejected the protagonist who was paired with Yan Shuyang, Shen Jialan. It had never mentioned Shen Jialan before, but now it is all talking about Shen Jialan. .

"Xiaoyan is such a simple person who doesn't understand anything. In the end, he must have been deceived by that white lotus to be with him. I have read countless articles. This is the first time I have seen a white lotus who is as scheming and cunning. People." As he spoke, the prince spat, "It's unlucky for him to meet us, let's see how we deal with that white lotus in the future!"

Zhuo Qian: "..."

It's a pity not to use this system as vicious cannon fodder, it's a waste of a good seed.

The prince cursed and cursed for a long time, seeing that Zhuo Qian didn't share the same hatred with it, he hated iron for being weak, and educated him earnestly: "Don't worry about it, that white lotus is not a good person at all. We captured Xiao Yan and took Xiao Yan from him. Rescued from dire straits, that white lotus is ugly and bad, as thin as a bamboo pole, not worthy of our perfect Xiaoyan."

Zhuo Qian wrote down the bills for Zheng Shan and others in silence, closed the book and put it in the drawer, and then began to tidy up the toiletries and cosmetics on the table.

These are the things that the original owner uses every day, without exception, they are all expensive brands. Although the original owner doesn't like to study, he is very diligent in messing with himself. Idol is dressed up, foundation and eyeliner are essential, and I also like to paint biting lip makeup and smoky makeup.

Zhuo Qian scratched his hair, took out a bag from the drawer, and stuffed the toiletries and cosmetics into it, filling the bag to the brim.

The prince who was still talking to himself finally noticed Zhuo Qian's actions: "What are you doing?"

"Sell these things."

Now the prince has no objection, it is not interested in things that have nothing to do with Yan Shuyang, and tried to arouse Zhuo Qian's interest in Yan Shuyang, "Do you want to go home? As long as you capture Xiaoyan, you can go back, as As a reward, I can grant you one more wish."

Zhuo Qian stopped packing the bag: "Any wish?"

"Any wish."

This reward is indeed very attractive, Zhuo Qian remembered the quarrel with his family at the dinner table the day before, his eyes darkened for a moment, and then he quickened his movements.

As soon as he finished his work, he heard the sound of the combination lock on the bedroom door, and saw three boys walking in from the outside talking and laughing, they should be the three roommates of the original owner.

In the middle of the three boys' words, they suddenly saw Zhuo Qian turning his head to look at them in the dormitory. The three boys were all taken aback for a moment, and calmed down at the same time in a very tacit understanding. It seems to exist—they have always regarded the original owner as air.

Originally, Zhuo Qian was hesitant to say hello to his roommate, but when he saw this, he rested his mind, put the packed bag on the chair, and started packing his clothes.

Today is Friday, and the day after tomorrow is a holiday, so he plans to go back.

From the corner of his eyes, Luo Ze saw the bag on the chair and Zhuo Qian's neatly tidied desk, and couldn't help being surprised. As Zhuo Qian's roommate, he naturally knew how much Zhuo Qian cared about his face, and he would rather not be on the desk Put a book and a pen, and also arrange your own skin care products and cosmetics.

But now, Zhuo Qian's precious treasures are randomly placed in a bag that doesn't look like much.

Luo Ze stared at the back of Zhuo Qian's gray-gold head strangely for a while, and then remembered something: "By the way, Zhuo Qian, you didn't go to class all day, and Teacher Zhang couldn't get through to you, so go ask Teacher Zhang for help. Take a vacation, or she will contact your parents."

Zhuo Qian stood in front of the closet looking for clothes, turned around and smiled gratefully: "I see, thank you."

"You're welcome..." Before Luo Ze finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. He opened his eyes in disbelief, thinking he was having auditory hallucinations.

That arrogant Zhuo Qian with eyes above the top actually said thank you to him? !

Who in the dormitory didn't know that Zhuo Qian had always looked down on them, thinking that their family background was not as good as Zheng Shan's, and their clothes were not as crowded as Zheng Shan's.But just now, Zhuo Qian said thank you to him!

When Luo Ze reacted, Zhuo Qian had already dressed neatly and went out. Zhuo Qian rarely chose a low-key black sweater with dark straight-leg jeans. The ash-blonde hair that has been permed for a long time is just casually taken care of.

Luo Ze stared blankly at the closed bedroom door, as if the person who just walked out was not Zhuo Qian but someone he had never seen before. He looked at the other two roommates, and those two roommates also looked surprised.

"Fuck, he is possessed by a ghost, right?" Compared to Zhuo Qian saying thank you, Qiao Jie was obviously more shocked by another thing, "Did you see that? He just went out without make-up and hair-drying He cared so much about his image that he went out with a plain face!"

Li Jiaran said, "Maybe it's because he's not feeling well?"

Qiao Jie said quietly: "Did you forget yesterday? I heard that he fell into the lake and nearly drowned. The first thing he did when he came back was to be angry that his eyeliner was not waterproof."

Li Jiaran also thought of this incident, and was speechless for a while.

"But to be honest." Qiao Jie said suddenly, "Zhuo Qian looks pretty good without makeup."

"Yeah, it looks much more pleasing to the eye."

The three chatted for a while and then broke up. After all, it was none of their business whether Zhuo Qian wore makeup or not. There was still a birthday present on Zhuo Qian’s desk that was said to be for Yan Shuyang. The whole class knew that Zhuo Qian wanted to curry favor with Yan Shuyang. Zhuo Qian looked down on them, and they didn't bother to reciprocate.

Zhuo Qian, who was walking towards the teaching building, didn't know that his three roommates were talking about him in the dormitory. Under the guidance of the prince, he went to the office of the head teacher, Teacher Zhang, but was told by the teacher in the same office that Teacher Zhang had left.

The prince was puzzled: "Don't you have Teacher Zhang's mobile phone number? Just give her a call."

"The phone was soaked in water yesterday, and it can't be turned on anymore. I'll take it to a repair shop tomorrow." Zhuo Qian supported his forehead with a headache, and there were a lot of messes waiting for him when he passed through. Well, the tone is also bad, "How do I get to the nearest canteen?"

"That's right, it's a big deal to fill your stomach beforehand." The prince felt Zhuo Qian's bad mood, and he didn't have ink marks anymore, and hurriedly pointed out the way.

On Friday afternoon, it was still dark, and a large fire cloud dyed half of the sky, as if even the air was soaked with a hint of orange.

Many students went home after the bell rang, and some students chose to go home tomorrow or not. When Zhuo Qian came to the cafeteria on meal time, there were quite a few people eating in the cafeteria.

The school that Zhuo Qian attended was an international aristocratic middle school. Just from the luxurious four-person dormitory, it can be seen that this school is not short of money. Therefore, there are not only three canteens in the school, but the dishes and environment of each canteen are far superior to the others. Ordinary middle schools, the first floor is the cafeteria hall, students need to go to the window to queue up, the second, third and fourth floors are all settled restaurants, the meal time is long and the per capita price is expensive, generally students eat on the first floor, of course there are some students who do not want to queue go upstairs.

The original owner was one of those students who often went upstairs.

Zhuo Qian's flamboyant ash-blonde hair quickly attracted some people's attention. Those people looked Zhuo Qian up and down with weird eyes, and then whispered among each other.

Zhuo Qian took out the campus card from his pocket, raised his head and caught the eyes of the two girls in front of him hastily avoiding him, they didn't seem to be afraid of him, but rather regarded him as an annoying fly.

"..." Zhuo Qian asked the prince: "It seems that many people know me?"

"That's not true." There was no emotion in the prince's tone, "You are now one of the three influential figures in Huagao."

Zhuo Qian was a little surprised: "A person like me can also become a famous man?"

"Be confident, you already are."

"Who are the other two?"

"Who else can there be? One of them must be our kind, innocent and handsome little cute little Yan." The prince laughed crazily, then changed the subject, and murmured viciously, "The rest That person turned out to be Shen Jialan's Bai Lianhua! I don't know what method Bai Lianhua used to get everyone to notice him, heh, do you think that you can capture Xiaoyan's heart? Wishful thinking! As long as we are here, Bai Lianhua will not Want to get Xiaoyan!"

Hearing what the prince said, Zhuo Qian suddenly had a bad feeling. He remembered that Yan Shuyang and Shen Jialan in the Tanmei novel were very famous in school, but how could the original owner, a useless cannon fodder, be compared with the protagonist's attack and suffering?

"Why am I also a man of the hour?" Zhuo Qian put forward his own guess suspiciously, "...I can't be scolded to be famous, can I?"

The voice of the prince cursing Shen Jialan stopped abruptly.

"say."

"Ah, this..." the prince sneered, and comforted him awkwardly, "Don't worry, when we attack Xiaoyan in the future, no one will say that we are following others, currying favor with rich young masters and despising ordinary roommates, or wanting to squeeze into the pile of swans , stalking Xiaoyan like a candy can't be shaken off."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

He didn't know what to say for a while, held back for a long time, and finally just lined up to the window silently.

The dishes at the window are very rich, and the tempting aroma of food can be smelled from far away. Zhuo Qian was silent for a while while facing the number "8.05" displayed on the card reader, and bought a bowl of porridge and a cucumber.

The prince also held back for a long time, and couldn't help but said: "You are so poor."

"To shut up!"

The tuberculosis system was finally quiet.

Zhuo Qian took the shabby dinner and found a remote place to sit down. When he was about to finish eating, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the door.

"Yan Shuyang is here!" the girl sitting in front excitedly said, "My God, doesn't Yan Shuyang rarely come to the cafeteria during meals?"

The girl's partner said: "Maybe I came with Shen Jialan. Recently, Shen Jialan often comes to the cafeteria to eat."