Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

“Tian Xin, did you really go to the second class of Tang Zhao confession? ”

Gu Cheng made a move.

He looked up at the past.

Two boys.

Speaking with glasses, he was a little short and had a big symbol of youth on his face.

Gu Cheng's gaze swept past his face, focusing on the “Tianxin” next to him.

This man has heard that the entire senior year of the famous schoolmaster, before Tang Zhao transferred to school, dominated the first year of the year.

Most rarely, he's not that kind of nerd.

Great sunshine, basketball, good grades, ideal boyfriend for many girls.

Completely different from myself.

He confessed to Don Zhao?

Tian Xin seemed a little embarrassed: “I was looking for Tang Zhao. However, Tang Zhao said that she likes to study better than herself, I..."

He sighed and said firmly: "There's still a year left, I'll try! ”

The glasses man exasperated him: "Come on, man! I think you have a great chance. Think about it. Do we have better grades in school than you? You have no opponent at all. Work hard and take your goddess down early! ”

“ …… ”

The two men walked over laughingly, completely unaware of Gu Cheng standing behind the shrub.

Gu Cheng stood on the field with a gloomy face and suddenly his head didn't go back to the classroom.

Zhao is giving Song Wen a topic from yesterday's homework.

Suddenly a shadow appeared in front of it.

She looked up surprised and saw Gu Cheng standing in front of herself.

She's unconscious, she doesn't look at him.

Gu Cheng's hair is all wet and sweaty on his forehead.

His voice was mute: "Now I want to learn. Will you teach me? ”

Zhao's eyes widened as if he thought he was hallucinating.

Seeing her like this, Gu Cheng's eyes moved and his cold face suddenly revealed a little laughter.

“You heard me right. I repeat. ”

“Tang Zhao, I want to study hard, will you help me? ”

Zhao quietly asked carefully: "Are you telling the truth? Are you kidding me? ”

Gu Cheng glanced at her and gave him a slight itch.

He nodded.

“Will you do your homework? ”

“Mmm.”

“Treat the exam well? ”

“Mmm.”

“Seriously in class? ”

“Mmm.”

“Do you really want to learn?” Zhao finally confirmed.

Gu Cheng looked deeply at her: “I'm sure. ”

Zhao's face revealed a smile: “I believe you once. ”

She reached out and said, "Let's clap. ”

Gu subconsciously wanted to laugh and laugh at her childishness, but he finally didn't say anything to Shang Azhao's bright smile.

He reached out his hand and gently touched Zhao.

On the side, looking at Song Wen quietly, he frowned.

Gu Cheng's performance gave him some heartbeat.

Something's wrong.

Something's wrong.

He knows Gu Cheng too well.

He looked into Zhao's eyes and did what he did.

made him think in a terrible direction.

By the end of the class, Song Wen had dragged Gu Cheng to a remote area at the end of the corridor.

“Brother Cheng, I have a question, you answer me honestly.” Song Wen is serious.

Gu Cheng turned to look at him.

Song Wen bit his teeth and asked directly:

“What do you think of Tang Zhao? ”

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Gu Cheng: What inspires me is not brain violence, but love enemies!

4,000 more in the morning, 10,000 more tickets last week, today in the daytime.

Keep asking for tickets. Love you. Good night.