The system gave me ten trillion yuan to force me to become a male god

"Peng Chang Ouba actually lost! How is this possible, I don't accept it."

"Rematch, apply for a rematch! Peng Chang Ouba is so powerful, how could he lose to an ordinary person, there is something tricky about it."

"Peng Chang Ouba must be unwell today, and his strength has not been fully displayed. Let the other party get a big deal, Xi Ba."

Just when everyone acquiesced to the result of Peng Chang's failure, his female fans protested sharply, causing a lot of momentum for a while.

But this did not bring any advantage to Peng Chang, on the contrary, it made the atmosphere very awkward.

If you lose, you lose. So many people are watching. The most embarrassing thing is not being defeated, but being unable to lose. Who would want to compete with you in the future.

Zhou Chen ignored the protests of these female fans, took off his taekwondo uniform and went to the sidelines to change back into his own clothes.

Originally, I went to the Academy of Art today just to accompany Ye Jiameng for a cutscene, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. Such a high profile was not Zhou Chen's intention at all.

Looking at Zhou Chen who was changing clothes, the head of the student union who wanted to order him to move his things was already pale with regret.

He originally thought that Zhou Chen was just an ordinary student and he could handle it at will, but he didn't expect that the other party's strength was so extraordinary, maybe it was the contestant who came to participate in the selection competition today.

This kind of person is definitely not a student in the art academy. Just now, he wanted to use his title of minister to suppress others, but now he looks like a ridiculous clown. It would be strange if Zhou Chen could listen to him.

Thinking of how threatening he was just now, Zhou Chen refused in a good voice and didn't do anything, the minister couldn't help sweating coldly behind his back.

If Zhou Chen had a bad temper, how could he have the chance to stand here and watch the show safely.

"Brother, can you add a WeChat account? I'm from the Fine Arts Department of the Art Academy. Are you studying in Hangzhou?"

"Handsome guy, scan one on WeChat, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Senior, can I add your WeChat?"

While Zhou Chen was changing his clothes, many bold and enthusiastic girls surrounded him and stopped Zhou Chen, all of them with eyes shining brightly, like wolves and tigers.

The Academy of Art is not Hangzhou University. There is no rumor about Zhou Chen's dog licking here, so these girls don't know Zhou Chen's identity at all.

On the contrary, his height of 1.8 meters plus his white and delicate appearance, as well as his perfect male hormone figure and strong strength directly conquered the hearts of many girls.

These female college students have not stepped into the society yet, and their minds are relatively simple. It is the time when they like a star-like boy like Zhou Chen. For them, as long as they can have a vigorous and regretless college love enough.

Even if we break up in the future, we can still recall this relationship.

Girls who can go to art colleges must have the same external conditions. Basically, they all score above 6 points, and all of them are thin and white. Standing together is a beautiful landscape.

Zhou Chen was a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to refuse. He had never experienced the experience of being surrounded by so many girls' enthusiasm at once. This feeling was so pleasant.

At this moment, Zhou Chen finally understood what it was like to be surrounded by a lot of fans after playing basketball for those handsome guys from the school team when he was in college.

Just imagine, when other boys are still worrying about not having a girlfriend, but you are welcomed by a bunch of girls, wouldn't you be upset?

However, in the midst of thousands of flowers, Zhou Chen somewhat ignored who he came to the Art Academy with today, and also forgot how jealous Ye Jiameng, the little princess, was.

On the day of the auction, she dared to kiss Zhou Chen in front of him just because a celebrity came to ask Zhou Chen for WeChat.

Now that he had so many competitors for nothing, Ye Jiameng was instantly unhappy.

In her eyes, these girls are all little coquettish foxes who wag their tails and want to seduce Zhou Chen. As Zhou Chen's girlfriend, she must cut off their hopes.

"Let let, let let."

Pushing away the crowd surrounding Zhou Chen, Ye Jiameng walked up to Zhou Chen, and hugged his arm in front of all the girls: "Are you having fun? Seeing that you are fascinated by my sisters, all of them are in trouble." Crazy, surrounded by so many younger sisters, isn't it great for you?"

"Uh, I don't want to either, let's go quickly, I'm sorry everyone, let me go, I have something to go first."

Although Ye Jiameng's tone was very casual, Zhou Chen immediately noticed the anger hidden under her expression.

If this little jar of vinegar is overturned, the consequences are unimaginable. Zhou Chen doesn't want to spend energy and time coaxing Ye Jiameng in the next period of time.

It's better to escape from these charming Yingying and magpies first, so he hurriedly dragged Ye Jiameng out of the stadium.

Although the two of them didn't express their relationship, from the conversation, the girls from the Academy of Art could still feel that the relationship between Zhou Chen and Ye Jiameng is definitely not simple, and there must be ambiguity.

After seeing Ye Jiameng's figure, appearance and temperament, many girls gave up their thoughts for a while. With such an excellent girlfriend, how could Zhou Chen mess with other flowers and plants.

And a small number of girls are more interested in Zhou Chen. As the saying goes, home flowers don't have the fragrance of wild flowers. Didn't you see that many male artists who married big star beauties would still cheat after marriage?

No matter how delicious the same food is, eating too much will make people feel tasteless. It is a man's nature to still want to taste other foods.

As long as they can get Zhou Chen's WeChat, they will definitely have a chance in the future.

Zhou Chen, who walked out of the venue, didn't know that although he left, he was still quietly watched by many girls from the art academy, as if he had become a piece of Tang monk meat coveted by the female fairies.

"Humph!"

As soon as he walked out of the venue, Ye Jiameng let go of Zhou Chen's arm, and strode forward alone without looking back.

Although she didn't say anything, how could Zhou Chen not know that this little jealous jar was definitely jealous, and if he didn't rush to coax him at this time, the problem would only become more serious later.

"Why are you walking so fast, you don't wait for me." Running to Ye Jiameng, Zhou Chen said with a playful smile.

Ye Jiameng ignored him without even looking at him: "Aren't there so many younger sisters waiting for you, and I'm the only one missing? I don't want to disturb your good business."

When she is angry, if a woman says no, she wants it, and if she says she wants it, she doesn't want it.

Zhou Chen knew that although Ye Jiameng was a little angry, the degree was not too serious. At this time, as long as he could give her a dose of "strong medicine" to reveal her true colors, the crisis of jealousy could be resolved on the spot.

Checking around, seeing no one around, Zhou Chen directly pulled Ye Jiameng behind a big tree, and forced her to hold her body still.

"You, what are you going to do, let me go, or I will call someone." Ye Jiameng blushed, turned her head and said shyly.

She grew up so big, she had never had such close contact with any boy.