Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

After staying in the Internet cafe for two hours, the group left with full interest.

Jiang Zhuoyu and his brother went out to eat hot pot, and everyone shouted about the fraudulent operation in the game.

Qin Yan didn't have dinner with them, and returned to school after saying goodbye politely. She bought some daily necessities in the campus supermarket, and she went out through the small door on the side of the supermarket.

The school plans to build a new commercial street behind the women's dormitory, and recently started to level the raised hard soil.

It is not a smooth school road, if you step on it lightly, the dust will stain your trousers, so generally no students will walk, although the journey back to the dormitory is cut in half.

Qin Yan wants to soak in the bathtub at night, it doesn't matter whether the trousers are dirty or not, she finds it very tempting to take half the distance.

The wall that has not been knocked down is covered with colorful graffiti, all of which are paintings by the students of the Academy of Fine Arts. Qin Yan walked along this low wall, turning his head to admire it from time to time.

She has a very good appreciation ability, and can see at a glance what are the advantages and disadvantages of the author of the painting.

The system said that the skills she learned in each plane belong to her, as long as she complies with the rules of the plane, she can use it even if she returns to the real world in the future.

Qin Yan stopped and walked, half the distance agreed upon was cut, but she wasted a little more time.

Glancing in front of her out of the corner of her eye, she realized that someone was also on the way.

It's just that he was leaning on the graffiti wall with his right hand behind his waist, as if he was bowing his head in thought.

From Qin Yan's point of view, it's kind of... posing?

She looked around, but there were no cameras.

I looked up at the sky again, and there was no drone.

So, what is he doing?

【Host, he is actually injured, and he is the villain of this world——Xie Zhiyi. 】

Xiao Jiu retrieved the identity information of this person.

Then he said: [The male protagonist regards Xie Zhiyi as a friend, but in the original plot, Xie Zhiyi noticed the special girl beside him, the female protagonist Lan Lan, who kept fighting with the male protagonist in the later stage, and used frequent tricks.However, after the male and female protagonists confirmed their relationship, Xie Zhiyi disappeared from their lives and never appeared again. 】

There are only a few records about Xie Zhiyi in the system data, because he always disappears mysteriously and doesn't show up much.

In short, when he was involved in the original plot, he basically revolved around Lan Lan, not much ink, but full of bad water.

Qin Yan approached slowly, only then did he notice that the man was wearing a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the golden frames made him look particularly elegant.

"Student, are you okay?" She said with worry in her tone.

The man's face does not show his age at all, the teacher will not go this way, in fact, the teacher will only come to the dormitory unless the college is notified to check the dormitory.

Usually, except for class, it is difficult to see them.

When college students meet unfamiliar people on campus, they judge their age by looking at their faces, and then say "classmate". This is the way they think that there is basically no mistake.

Xie Zhiyi glanced at the girl who came leisurely all the way, didn't say anything, just shook his head.

He was reviewing whether there was anything wrong today, his thoughts were interrupted, and he just wanted her to leave quickly.

"But your waist is bleeding..." Qin Yan pointed to the place where he held him down, with a very puzzled expression.

The clothes there were soaked in blood, and a big red patch was very glaring, and I couldn't ignore it.

Xie Zhiyi frowned.

Didn't he press it, he knew in his heart that he would not die for a while.