Quick Transmigration Sister Doesn't Play Raiders

Chapter 165 I’m Actually a God of Learning 35
Thinking about it, Zhi'an kicked Zhang Jiaqi's chair very childishly.

Zhang Jiaqi: "..."

Damn, you stupid idiot.

Zhang Jiaqi ignored her and picked up a pen to take notes slowly.

no response?Do you want to kick again?
Zhi'an hesitated, stretched his feet half way and then retracted them quietly.Forget it, this will look very unqualified.

In fact, it is from the heart.

Fighting Zhi'an head-on would definitely not be able to defeat Zhang Jiaqi, a pervert, so she had to cut the edge first, take advantage of his unpreparedness, attack him by surprise, and point directly at the vital point!

However, unexpectedly, Zhi'an was surrounded by classmates as soon as get out of class was over, and the community sent warmth to him.

"Xixi, are you okay? I didn't expect you to be so strong, and you came to class even when your body was about to collapse. Why do you..." Classmate A took out a small flower cloth to cover his mouth and cried, which was the essence of drama.

"Xixi, you are really good, it's okay, you just closed your eyes and walked over this little difficulty, but you must not give up on yourself." Classmate B poured chicken soup into Zhi'an.

"Yeah. Xixi, you have to think more about Senior Wen. How kind he is to you. He silently accompanied you through the third year of high school without complaint or regret. Even if you are not for yourself, you should also think about the happy life of the senior in the future." Think about it..." Classmate C clenched his fists, quite indignant.

"Get out of the way!" Classmate Ding squeezed out from the crowd and hugged Zhi'an: "Wuwu... my poor little Xixi, don't be afraid, please bravely overcome the illness, I believe you can succeed, please Believe me, I will always be with you..."

Zhi'an: Well, sister, let's talk carefully and don't make any moves...

"She's not sick." Wen Qianming stared at his classmate Ding, and said darkly.

"Ah, but didn't Senior Wen say..." Ding Song, a classmate, hugged Zhi'an's hand.

"You were wrong, she is very healthy now!" Even though Wen Qianming was sitting on a chair, a bit shorter than his classmate Ding, his momentum still stretched him to [-] meters.

"Ah, oh." All the students laughed and left.

After everyone left, Wen Qianming said seriously to Zhi An: "Try not to have physical contact with other people in the future, because some bad people specifically use physical contact to apply poison, or use physical contact to use themselves as the source of infection. Girls should try to avoid physical contact with other people who can spread the virus, do you understand?"

"Huh? Hmm."

Regarding Wen Qianming's set of theories, Zhi'an is half ignorant.

"Recently, the neighborhood of the middle school is not peaceful, and there have been a lot of serial deaths, so it's safer for you to stay at home." Finally, Wen Qianming added.

What?Serial death case?Ghosts started to harm people?Is the fusion of planes so fast?

"What serial case? How did you die?"

"Don't ask too much, I'm investigating part of the case and ask for absolute confidentiality."

Boss!

"Can students do this? Are you a fake student?" Zhi'an excitedly spoke in his native dialect.

"Well, it's a weird death." Wen Qianming added: "I can't make lunch recently. You can order takeout yourself. If you don't have enough money, ask me for it."

Hearing this, Zhi An was moved and said, "This is the most sensational thing I've ever heard~"

Not enough money, ask me for it!
A very authoritative and intimidating sentence is simply a girl killer~

It gives people the feeling that... a big money is on their side!

"it is good."

"Don't stay overnight at noon, the school is also very unsafe."

"it is good."

"If you are at school, follow me closely and go together, be safe."

"it is good."

Zhi'an didn't ask any more questions, as long as Wen Qianming said, she would obediently nod.

(End of this chapter)