Villain's Strategy

4

Qin Jiashu held water in his hand and looked at the person in front of him with bottomless eyes.

In the morning, Chang Jifeng said he was coming, but he thought it was a joke.

I didn't expect to see the effort to drink water after changing the scene, so I glanced at it.

Not seen for a week, still as annoying as ever.

But no matter how much he hated the other party, Qin Jiashu didn't show his emotions on his face.

Hearing the mechanical sound in his mind, Wen Zhichu froze in place for a moment.

He wanted to say a few words of praise, but he stuttered when he got nervous.

The sentence was originally "I was conquered by you just like that", but I cut it in half when I was nervous, and I heard the reminder that the task was completed before the words were connected, and I was in a fog for a while.

"Tmall Elf, is the mission complete?"

[System: Yes. 】

Wen Zhichu looked up at Qin Jiashu with some fear, "But he's smiling."

[System: What's the use of laughing. 】

Wen Zhichu:?

[System: He is upset. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

Emotions flashed across Qin Jiashu's dark eyes, and his usual beguiling smile hung on his face.

But Wen Zhichu felt that he couldn't smile enough.

Wen Zhichu swallowed, and took two steps back, thinking that he could get a few punches from the opponent.

Looking up and down at each other, Qin Jiashu just got off the court, with his hair tied back, his body full of sunshine and toughness for this age group, and the muscle lines on his arms are still slightly bulging because of the exercise just now.

If you do,

Probably just one punch.

[System: Young man, as far as I know, the power and potential of human beings are infinite. I won't allow you to look down on yourself like this. 】

Wen Zhichu was taken aback.

OK, two punches then.

【system:…】

Just when Wen Zhichu was thinking about the posture to fall to the ground, the other party said, "Student Wen, do you think it's normal?"

Fang Junyi's face did not show any signs of displeasure, his tone was flat and he didn't care, but his eyes were fixed on him.

Wen Zhichu's heart skipped a beat, as expected, all the girls who had surrounded Qin Jiashu turned their heads dissatisfied.

"You are just jealous of how good your senior is at playing basketball."

"Sour grapes."

Meng Yan also gave him a dissatisfied look, "Jia Shu is very handsome."

"No matter how much you slander classmate Qin, it's useless. Classmate Qin is excellent."

It took Wen Zhichu a long time to escape from the overwhelming chatter, but when he looked up again, Qin Jiashu had long since disappeared.

With three minutes to go before class, Qin Jiashu and his companions returned to the teaching building.

Just as I was going up to the fifth floor, I saw the English class representative of Class 1 at the corner holding a stack of exercise books that had just been collected, planning to leave for the English office of the previous year group.