Fast Travel Rules: Male gods want to attack me

Chapter 42 Online Games: Great God, Please Go Online 9
"Oh, I'm going to be late—" Ling Qianmeng ran along a small path, rushing forward with almost crazy pace...

[System: Huh——to make you not listen to the system and delay time? 】

"What are you so stupid about? Isn't it because you didn't remind enough?" Ling Qianmeng gave the system a blank look, in order not to cause some damage to his physical fitness by violating the original owner's wishes, he had no choice but to rush into the campus.

【What depends on me? 】When the system is unconvinced, why does the host throw the blame whenever he makes a mistake?

"Boom—"

"pat~"

"Ouch—"

"Who? Who is it? How dare you bump into me, the Great Immortal?" Ling Qianmeng got angry while chatting with the system. Unknowingly, she collided with someone and fell to the ground.

[Ding dong—system prompt: Host, there is a male god...! ? 】

Ling Qianmeng: (｀ω), don’t talk nonsense if you have nothing to do. Why don’t you watch me argue with others?

System: (￢_￢)
"Did you hit me?" Mu Qingyan looked at the phone that fell on the ground, then turned to Ling Qianmeng and motioned for her to pick it up.

"Why did I bump into you? The road is so wide, and I'm not going against the road, how could I bump into you so easily?" Ling Qianmeng seemed unconvinced, not admitting that it was because she ran too fast and didn't look at the road. It hits people, but...it's true, after what she said just now, she feels that what she said is quite reasonable.

"Corner—"

"what?"

"I said the corner—"

"What's wrong with the corner? Did it provoke you? And... who is the corner? Do I know him?" Ling Qian dreamed that his IQ was not online at all, and looked at the man opposite him in a daze.

"...mentally retarded—" He gave Ling Qianmeng a displeased look, bent down...

"You, you... what are you doing?" Ling Qianmeng looked at the man who was bending over and getting closer to him, and the hand he stretched out, and was startled.

"Pick up the phone."...

"Crazy?" Looking at the people who were walking away, Ling Qianmeng complained so much that she forgot about her fate of being late until she heard the ringing of the bell.

"Wow... wow - my god, I'm going to be late." Roaring, Ling Qianmeng got up quickly, and rushed into the teaching building without even caring about the dirt on her body.

……

"Report--"

"Late again?"

"Teacher, that, that... I got up late because I had a cold, so I forgot to call you to let you know." Ling Qianmeng stood at the door in embarrassment.

"Stand at the door."

"Teacher, I..."

"I don't listen to explanations, being late is late, there is no excuse."

"Humph—" snorted, Ling Qianmeng found a corner and stood there, just when he was standing a little sleepy, he saw a bright figure swaying around, and... gradually walking towards this place.

"Wow - I won't have anyone for company, right?" Ling Qianmeng's eyes almost shone as he looked at the people who were getting closer and closer, and at the same time he sighed in his heart: There is actually someone more daring than her?This class is almost over, so I came here.

"Punishment?" At some point, Mu Qingyan walked up to Ling Qianmeng with his hands in his pockets, his eyes full of ridicule.

"You, you—how could it be you?" With a weird and unbelievable face, Ling Qianmeng resisted the urge to strangle her and make her stand for being late because of him.

"What? You still can't open this school? So... I can't come?" Mu Qingyan laughed lowly, but his tone was full of indifference.

"No—" Rolling his eyes, Ling Qianmeng didn't want to continue talking to him, but wanted to sit and wait, he would enter the class later, and then was thrown out by the old class.

"Oh..." With a low reply, Mu Qingyan's next actions were exactly as Ling Qianmeng imagined, he... indeed entered his own class, and then, then... I don't know what the class whispered to the old class, but unexpectedly And walked out without incident?

Ling Qianmeng: (°ー°〃)
(End of this chapter)