Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Gu Cheng finally failed to get Zhao's answer.

And even worse, he couldn't even copy the answers from the previous classmates.

Because Song Wen is usually responsible for handing over small copies from the front.

And today...

Song Wen looked at the big black and white eyes of his table from time to time. He was stunned that he could not lower his heart and reached out his sinful hand to ask for a small copy in front.

The immediate consequence is...

Gu Cheng handed over the white roll without an answer.

Looking at his brother's murder, Song Wen thought he might be dying.

The fourth lesson of the hardest morning is finally over.

Already ready, the students rushed out into the classroom with a bunch of bees.

Although school canteens don't taste good, a bunch of students are unnamed and interested in grabbing their meals.

Azhao looked at the flow of people.

It's fresh. She wanted to.

Every time she reaches a world, she sees something different.

But in just two minutes, the whole classroom is 80 percent empty.

There are a few students left who are not staying at school and are slowly swallowing to pack and prepare to go home for dinner.

Gu Cheng certainly doesn't live in school.

He looked at Zhao and sat in his seat. Somehow, the ghost made the devil come and say: “Transfer students, aren't you going to eat? ”

When he finished, he felt sick.

What does eating or not have to do with you?

“Ah," Zhao said, sincerely, “I don't think I can run away from them. ”

Gu Cheng glanced at her and nodded: “Yes, your calf arm is too short to spell if you want to run. ”

Zhao: “...”

She looked at Gu Cheng unhappily: "You don't like the way you talk. ”

In Azhao's understanding, this is already a very unhappy statement.

Gu Cheng somehow found it funny.

He looked at the angry drummer face of the transfer school, obviously angry already, can't even say a bad word?

Suddenly I'm feeling better.

Zhao, watching him sit lazy in his seat, didn't even mean to move, asked: “Don't you want to eat? ”

Gu Cheng glanced at her and suddenly laughed.

“Transfer student, do you think I'm handsome? ”

Zhao nodded honestly even though he didn't understand what he meant by that: “Very handsome. ”

“For your sake, I have a piece of advice for you. ”

Zhao was curious: "What? ”

Gu Cheng lifted his lip slightly and smiled with a punk smile: “Don't like me. ”

Zhao: “???? ”

“Like me, is doomed to be a painful thing. ”

Zhao: “???? ”

“I won't like anybody, and a good girl like you can't afford it. ”

Zhao: “???? ”

She was shocked by the shameless speech of the male lead, who could not return to God.

At this point, the classroom suddenly became lively.

Several unknown girls barked into the second class door.

“Gu Cheng, I made you lunch. ”

“Gu Cheng, my new sushi...”

“What kind of sushi do I eat? I have a nutritious vegetarian combination here...”

Between eyes, Gu Cheng, who was still talking to her, was already caught in the middle of a group of Inge Swallow.

Gu Cheng blinked at Zhao in the crowd:

“See? I never had to go to lunch myself. ”

Zhao: “...”

She left the male lead with a cold back head.

Oh, full of grumbles, man.