I seem to be a fake mistress

Wen Qi raised his eyes and looked at the instigator standing beside him - a boy who was distributing textbooks.

The face is full of "I'm sending out books and I'm contributing to the class, what can you do?"

Wen Qi couldn't help laughing at such a child's routine.

But according to her original identity, she should have lost her temper long ago, shouldn't she?

After finally becoming a rich man, why is he still so aggrieved!

Wouldn't it be okay to just tie up Yu Yao, a heartthrob who cheats his wife and makes no sense at all, and takes him home?What Gu Xian did to him in the last world, now he relies on the power of power to repeat it again!

Thinking of this, Wen Qi felt that he had to get his breath back first, so he stood up from his chair and looked in front of him: "You!"

"Di-"

[The system has detected OOC behavior in the host, please stop immediately!

Wen Qixin said why is this OOC?He just wants to stand up and talk about the truth, can't he?

Being bullied on the first day of school, how can he survive the next day?

The friend who saw the book rolled his eyes, seeing that Wen Qi didn't continue, he muttered: "It's started again, there are so many dramas."

Wen Qi touched his nose full of ashes, and made people choke if he didn't breathe out. He wanted to take a good look at what kind of person this Cheng Zhiyou was.

[Cheng Zhiyou: A standard rich second generation, filial piety.The most hope is world peace.Because of the family, I don't like to use power to bully others. 】

The sentence "I don't like to bully others with power" was underlined and marked in red letters, and Wen Qi froze instantly.

You don't like it, but I like it very much.

These words have already established Wen Qi's tone in this world, that is, he has to rely on himself to win the respect of others, and the glory brought to him by his family is nothing more than an appendage. This lady doesn't even bother to use such tricks.

Speaking of Miss Ben...

Wen Qi tapped Shou in his head: "Why this time?"

Why did the host want to dress up as a man and dress up like this before coming to this school.

After Shou sent several G-thick documents, he said inscrutablely: "The answer is in it."

Wen Qi: "..." I also know the answer is in it, but can't you type a file name for these G?

It's meaningless to say more, I can only browse at a glance.

After reading more than a dozen pages, I only read one percent.

After turning through a few more pages, Wen Qi suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly turned back.

"Family relationship: Cheng Zhiyou's younger sister is named Cheng Zhiyou, and they are twins."

The pronunciation of the two names is exactly the same.

He immediately used the search tools in the literature to find information about "Cheng Zhiyou".

Unexpectedly, a large paragraph appeared in front of his eyes: "Cheng Zhi fell to his death from a cliff during an expedition with his classmates three years ago, and his whereabouts are unknown. The police determined that he came back a few days after his death."

A thought broke into Wen Qi's mind.

He stood up from the chair again and walked to the head teacher who was standing by the podium. He was still holding the class list just now, and he saw that the first name was "Cheng Zhiyou".

In other words, he is completely helping his sister to school now.

What about Cheng Zhiyou herself?

understood.

In fact, my sister didn't come back at all, and he was always the one who came back!

He sighed slightly in his heart, thanked the teacher, and was about to go down.

Suddenly caught a glimpse of the male classmate who was almost sticking himself on Yu Yao's body, courting his hero, he turned around abruptly, and boasted to the teacher:

"Teacher, I heard that the number two in our city is also in our class. I want to discuss learning issues with him, is that okay?"

The No. [-] scholar in the city is undoubtedly a favorite for every teacher, and the head teacher has long been proud of this in front of all the teachers.

What does it mean that someone can overcome all obstacles from junior high school and become the first in the market at a young age?It shows that he is born to be a piece of learning material, and he needs to take good care of it with fertile soil. Maybe these two will be the top students in the college entrance examination in the future!

For the future champion of the college entrance examination, what does this kind of small problem matter?

The teacher pressed his fist to his lips and cleared his throat: "Cough, in order to let all the students in the class have a fulfilling high school life, I decided to rearrange the seats for everyone. We allocate seats absolutely democratically, and everyone can speak enthusiastically. "

Wen Qi landed firmly on the seat, and the girl next to her was about to jump up excitedly when she heard the news.

Can't wait to get away from him.

Wen Qi, who had already seen through the ending, sat quietly in his seat, completely laying the blame on the teacher.

Since you want to make a lot of achievements, you need to work hard in the early stage.

However, the students were all trying to break the stage: "Teacher, I want to sit with Yu Yao."

Hold.

From the beginning to the end, from the beginning to the end, no less than a dozen people raised this demand, and Wen Qi was hesitating whether to follow suit, because God had already placed a huge pie in front of him.

The homeroom teacher rubbed his chin twice, and pretended to be thinking: "Since Yu Yao's grades are still second, why not let him study hard with No.1 in our class and strive to improve together."

Wen Qi looked around in bewilderment, but thought in his heart: The BUFF of the mastery bonus is madness.

Before Wen Qi moved, Yu Yao put his schoolbag on his shoulder and walked to Wen Qi's side with a stack of books in his arms.

"Oh, you're so fast, I haven't packed it yet." The girl next to Wen Qi had pink bubbles all over her body.

Yu Yao looked at Wen Qi with a cold face.

From Yu Yao's eyes, Wen Qi read messages such as "unbelievable" and "it must be a mistake".

When the girl slowly zipped up the schoolbag and Yu Yao sat down completely, he turned his head to Wen Qi again.

The sixth sense made it impossible for Wen Qi to ignore the scorching gaze.

He met Yu Yao's gaze: "What are you doing?"

Yu Yao curled his lower lip: "Honestly speaking, have you finished Wusan? Have you finished 38 sets?"

Of course it was done, he was in the second world to study the questions in a daze, and he was also tutored by the god of learning, but he knew that he was still far from the number one in the college entrance examination.

Wen Qi rolled his eyes in his heart, how could he be the kind of person who just gives people information casually?

"Wang Houxiong, Xue Jinxing, what have you done?"

Yu Yao snorted coldly: "It's still a step too late."

Wen Qi smiled slightly, and was about to strike up a conversation, but felt a chill behind his back, and almost the whole class was staring at him through gritted teeth.

Oh, not only the whole class, but also the dark face outside the window.

The reason why it was dark was because everyone was stacked together, and it was no longer clear who was who, only a pair of white eyeballs were shining.

Wen Qi frowned: "Can you put on the mask?"

Do you know that your face makes my strategy so difficult!

Yu Yao was startled.

"Why should I wear a mask."

Wen Qi smiled slightly: "Because I don't want to be affected because of your face, OK? I just want to go to school in peace. Can you manage your fans?"

Yu Yao took out a black mask and put it on.

The piercing sight in the classroom disappeared, and there were bursts of puzzled voices outside.

"Damn it, what are you all doing here!"

"You are stepping on my feet!"

"Why are we at the door of the third class?"

Wen Qi turned his head and glanced at Yu Yao, this man is not a heartthrob but a vixen, right? !

As long as he wears a mask, everything will be fine, as long as he doesn't wear a mask, there are people everywhere who want to fuck him.

So this golden finger is actually not a panacea?