Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

[Ding dong! Attention host, the memory of the original owner is being transferred——]

Original owner’s name: Chi Yanyu

Sex: Male

Age: 21

Height: 188cm

Identity: Junior student at Yunzhong

Ending: Suicide by cutting his wrists

Reason: There are four influential figures in the school. They come from wealthy families and are sons of wealthy families. They felt that watching girls with pear blossoms and raining flowers could no longer satisfy their perverted psychology, so they set their sights on the original body.

They instruct others in the school to bully the original person. When the original person is bullied, they stand up and stand in front of the original person like gods coming down to earth to protect the original person and vent their anger.

They bent their original bodies and made them move. Then when the original person fell in love with them, the truth was revealed in a bloody way, watching the original person suffer and struggle.

The original person cut his wrists and committed suicide in such pain.

[Host, Chi Yanyu wants them to taste his pain. 】

Yan Yu licked her back molars with a playful look in her eyes.

Yunzhong is a private university, and there are four major shareholders behind it, the families of four famous people.

They are the electronic Song family, the real estate Jiang family, the military and political Rong family, and the furniture Qin family.

Yunzhong is one of the best universities in the province and even the country. Zaiyun Middle School is free of charge for miscellaneous fees, and canteen meals are free for all teachers and students of the school. There is only one request - Operation CD-ROM.

In addition, there are also high stipends received every year. As long as you study hard and pass 50% of the students in the exam, you can get that money. There is no need to worry about running out of money to go out. When others hear that you are in the clouds, they will look at you with envy and admiration.

The school's accommodation is also quite one-to-one, all are luxury apartments, usually sleeping four people.

There are dedicated buses in the school. Of course, if you don't like taking buses, you can drive your sports car into the school. The school fully allows it.

There are top-notch scientific research equipment here, as well as a full set of recreational facilities. You can almost find them both outside and inside the school.

Yan Yu looked around the apartment, chuckled, stood up and walked into the bathroom.

It was eight in the morning for the original body today, and now it is half past seven.

At 12:, bus No. will stop at the intersection downstairs for one minute. The original person usually arrives there at : and waits to get on the bus.

Yan Yu took a quick shower, without even having time to dry her hair, and took the elevator to the first floor while carrying her shoulder bag.

As soon as Yan Yu reached the intersection, the bus stopped in front of him and opened the door.

Yan Yu got on the bus. It was full and there were even a lot of people standing.

Yan Yu casually walked to a relatively empty area and stood still.

After waiting for the bus for a minute, two more people hurried over and got on the bus.

The door closed and the car moved forward.

The leaves beside the road swayed gently in the wind, as if you could see the shape of the wind.

While driving, a classmate next to Yan Yu dozed off holding the armrest. He nodded and bumped into Yan Yu's body.

"sorry Sorry……"

"It's okay." Yan Yu asked him kindly: "Are you okay?"

The man smiled awkwardly, and after a while, he hugged the armrest and nodded.

Then he hit himself again, this time with much greater force than the first time. Yan Yu was hit by him and took a step back.

Before Yan Eucalyptus could stand still, someone else squeezed towards him, and then knocked Yan Eucalyptus into another person.

The man is wearing Bluetooth headphones and holding an iPad in his arms. Seeing that Yan Eucalyptus was unstable, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Yan Eucalyptus.

"Be careful."

His voice was very clean. Yan Yu turned her head and looked into a pair of light brown eyes.

Song Sichen, he is the embodiment of gentleness. Before you truly fall in love with him, his eyes are tolerant and sincere, and they will always stop for you.

He is like the second male protagonist in Ba Zong's novel who is as affectionate as the sea and will always be gentle to you. When you are sad, he will stay by your side silently, lend his shoulders to you, listen to your grievances, and comfort you with kind words.

It's like you are everything in his world.

A decent smile bloomed on Yan Yu's lips: "Thank you very much."

The bus reached the next stopping point and braked suddenly.

Everyone around Yan Yu seemed to be unsteady and bumped into him one after another.

He was forced to lean towards Song Sichen, and the man was also bumped towards him.

Yan Eucalyptus's hand was still holding on to the armrest, so Song Sichen's chest rested on Yan Eucalyptus' side arm.

In order to express her gratitude for his kindness, Yan Yu also hurriedly supported him and asked with the same concern: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, thank you."

The two looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

When the No. 12 bus arrived at the stop, Yan Yu also got off the bus with everyone else. Coincidentally, he and Song Sichen were in the same classroom and taking the same course.

Yan Yu walked behind him and stepped into the classroom.

The classroom, which can accommodate about two hundred people, is now full, leaving only two empty seats in the third row of the aisle.

"Professor Zhang's class is very popular. It seems that there are many people like me who skip the class."

He sat down naturally, leaving the only seat for Yan Yu.

Yan Yu smiled, walked over calmly, and sat down next to Song Sichen.

"Students from three classes attend classes together, so there will naturally be more people."

"Are you an elective or a major?"

"major."

Song Sichen nodded and opened his iPad.

Professor Zhang walked into the classroom, closed the door and started the class.

The students in the classroom were sitting upright at first, but gradually became sluggish. Many people took out their mobile phones and started playing openly, and some people lay down on the table. Not many people listened carefully to the lecture.

Yan Yu discovered that Song Sichen's fingers had been tinkering with the iPad, switching back and forth between scripts and notes.

Noticing Yan Eucalyptus' gaze, he smiled at Yan Eucalyptus and pushed the iPad to Yan Eucalyptus.

"I came here because in my script, there is a supporting character who studied this course, and I plan to write some content into it to make the character more fleshed out."

Yan Yu read the script at a glance, then pushed it back to Song Sichen and commented: "It's wonderful. Are you doing this specifically for submission?"

"No, I am determined to be a famous director. I write scripts to make movies."

"I don't know much about this, but after reading your script, I think the story is very strong. When the film comes out, more people will like it. Becoming a great director is just around the corner."

"Thank you for your like. I don't know your name yet. My name is Song Sichen."

"Chi Yan Eucalyptus."

The two exchanged names and went their separate ways after class.

On the way back to the dormitory, you can see the classmates who were going to the second period. They walked into the classroom in small groups, chatting and laughing.

Yan Yu got on the school bus, then got off halfway and went to Canteen A to eat.

As soon as he stepped into the cafeteria, the message in his hand rang. It was the news that his roommate asked him to help bring meals.

At this time, they were probably still lying in bed, guessing that Yan Yu was out of class, so they sent two messages.

Yan Yu ordered braised pork, garlic mushrooms, grilled tofu, a plate of pickled fish, and an orange.

After eating, I calmly packed some food for my roommate.

Back in the dormitory apartment, Zhang Xintong was lying lazily on the sofa, with a science fiction movie playing on the huge LCD screen.

"I'm back."

He took the food from Yan Yu's hand and opened it quickly.

"Are you free this afternoon? There's something going on at the club. Yan Yu, please accompany me."

"I'm not from your club, so what did you do in the past?"

"You can't go if you are not a member of the club? Go and be an audience. There is an event in the school, a national style competition. Of course our Chinese style poetry club must participate. We need to rehearse."

Yan Yu raised her eyebrows: "You don't need to rehearse even if you're not a dance major?"

"You'll know when you go there."

When Yan Yu and Zhang Xintong went to the Guofeng Poetry Club, he realized it clearly.

Because Song Sichen is also there.

"Chi Yanyu, what a coincidence, we meet again."

"It's quite a coincidence." The fate between you and me depends entirely on your willingness to spend money.

Yan Yu smiled lightly and asked, "Are you from the club?"

"No. I'm from a photography group, and I'm here to shoot promotional material."

As he spoke, he raised the digital camera in his hand.

"It's not ready yet. I'm going to shoot some other things to get a feel for it. How about you give me a model? You're so good-looking, you must be very photogenic."

Yan Yu smiled and nodded: "Do you need me to pose?"

"It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want."

The camera was already focused on herself. Yan Yu stretched her limbs, crossed her legs, intertwined her fingers, and leaned her back against the backrest of the class chair.

His eyes were deep and long, he glanced slightly and looked at Song Sichen casually.

With a click, the photo captured the moment when he looked ascetic, distant, and unattainable.

Song Sichen looked at the frozen image on the digital camera and was a little surprised. Looking at this photo, he smelled danger and temptation.

"Is it because I didn't perform well?" Seeing that Song Sichen didn't make any move, Yan Yu asked doubtfully.

"No, it's fine. You can take a look."

With that said, Song Sichen approached Yan Eucalyptus with the camera and handed it to Yan Eucalyptus.

Yan Eucalyptus raised her eyebrows when she saw herself in the camera.

His fingertips accidentally pressed some key, and the photo disappeared.

Yan Yu looked at Song Sichen with some embarrassment: "That...I didn't see it."

Song Sichen knelt down next to Yan Eucalyptus, and held the camera with Yan Eucalyptus's hand with her beautiful fingers: "This is because the photosensitivity is too high..."

The two of them were a little close, and the warmth in their palms was transmitted through their fingers. Yan Yu's eyes fell on Song Sichen's fingers.

He deliberately took a long time to explain the meaning of the camera interface icons.

Yan Yu also cooperated with his performance, and her eyes slowly shifted from the two people's intertwined fingers to the side of the man's face.

The clear jawline has a charming luster, the high nose bridge and the pink full lips make it look more delicate from the side.

Perhaps noticing Yan Eucalyptus' gaze, he turned his head slightly and looked at Yan Eucalyptus.

The two looked at each other, and after a moment of strange embarrassment, they turned their heads in perfect agreement.

He retracted his hand slightly awkwardly and stood up.

Yan Yu also tightened her grip on the camera, and her eyes fell on the camera.

Song Sichen coughed twice and looked at Yan Yu secretly out of the corner of his eye.

Yan Yu waited until he had enough peeking, then handed him the camera: "Do you still want to take pictures?"

Song Sichen reached out to take the camera, and his fingertips touched Yan Yu's hand. Yan Yu's fingers froze, and she withdrew her hand as if she was electrocuted.

Before Song Sichen could hold the camera steady, the camera fell.

Yan Yu was shocked and hurriedly reached out to pick it up.

The same was true for Song Sichen. Yan Yu caught the camera and her hand was held by Song Sichen.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately."

Yan Yu looked at Song Sichen: "Well... you can let go first..."

Song Sichen seemed to realize just now that she was holding Yan Yu's hand. She let go of her hand in embarrassment, and then took the camera.

"You...change your position again, and we'll take two more pictures."

"……it is good."

Yan Yu stood up and tried to relax. He crossed his arms across his chest and leaned against the wall, not looking at Song Sichen.

After two minutes, the two of them seemed to escape from the uncomfortable atmosphere.

When Zhang Xintong and others were getting ready to call Song Sichen, Yan Yu was putting his hands in his pockets and looking at the camera.

Song Sichen pressed the shutter and left at the greeting of Zhang Xintong.

Seeing this, Yan Yu also followed.

After staying at the Guofeng Poetry Club for two or three hours, Yan Eucalyptus and Zhang Xintong left together after Song Sichen finished filming.

When he returned to the apartment dormitory, the other two roommates were not there. Yan Yu took a shower and went to bed early. After all, there is an early morning tomorrow, Wednesday.

Yan Yu’s class schedule includes no classes on Mondays, eight morning classes on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, full classes on Wednesday afternoons, and one class in the afternoons on Thursdays and Fridays.

The next day, Yan Yu still took the bus. But it's not the 12th. After all, the classroom for today's class has changed.

Stepping into Haozhi Building - 512, today's classroom is much more normal than Tuesday's full house.

After class, Yan Yu went to the library after eating as usual.

I stayed in the library all afternoon and didn't leave until the afternoon class was about to start.

He thought Wednesday would be quieter, but as soon as he arrived downstairs in the apartment dormitory, a woman wearing a white dress and five-centimeter high heels greeted him.

"Classmate, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No."

"Can I add you as a friend?"

"Feel sorry."

After rejecting the person, Yan Yu pressed the elevator button.

The next day, when Yan Yu went downstairs, he met the woman again.

She was carrying two cups of milk tea. When she saw Yan Yu, she trotted forward and said, "Want to drink milk tea?"

Before Yan Yu could refuse, she heard a whistle.

"Oh, I've been waiting for you for a long time, now I've waited for you, let's go have some fun together."

Six men came over. They pushed the woman away, one on the left and the other on the right. The two men hugged Yan Yu's neck and surrounded Yan Yu in the middle.

Yan Eucalyptus looked at the few people without changing her expression, and followed their steps towards the small woods behind the science and technology building.

"Tell me, who is this time?"

【Jiang Muyao. 】

"Tsk."

As soon as they entered the woods, the leading man raised his fist and pointed at Yan Yu's face.

Yan Yu's eyes flashed, avoiding the man's fist and scanning the surroundings.

[Host, stop looking. Jiang Muyao was below at the rose. He wanted to wait until the host was beaten and became miserable before he came up, a hero to save the beauty. 】

"is it?"

"what!"

The man screamed, his face turned pale, and he covered his crotch with his hands...