I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

Chapter 288 Illusion

The sun shines like a golden disk, overflowing with rays of light.

Qian Yiming's mood was in sharp contrast to the sky, he fell into a trough, and his change of major was rejected.

Not to mention telling the teacher "My father Qian Yong", it is useless to mention my grandfather who has a place in the history of movies.

He walked slowly down the corridor with his head lowered and sighed, actually he didn't have much hope.

Apart from some knowledge about film and television that I have been taught since childhood, I know nothing about other majors.

"Yi Ming."

Qian Yiming trembled when he heard the devil's whisper.

"My friend owns a casino, let's go play together after school." Song Zhijie enthusiastically invited.

"Not interested." Qian Yiming quickened his pace.

If you invite him to a club with a beautiful sister...

Qian Yiming immediately dismissed his thoughts. Song Zhijie was not a good person, and he would not play with anyone.

Song Zhijie chased after him: "You go with me. It's my first time to go to such an occasion and I'm a little afraid."

Qian Yiming said with a straight face: "Find someone else, don't pester me."

Song Zhijie suddenly stepped in front of Qian Yiming: "Did anything happen between us? Why do you always avoid me?"

He tentatively took a step forward to close the distance. Qian Yiming was so surprised that he took several steps back.

Seeing this, Song Zhijie frowned slightly: "If you were frightened by me wearing different clothes, I apologize to you."

"You don't have to apologize to me, I wasn't scared."

Qian Yiming mustered up his courage and walked around with big steps. Suddenly he felt a chill on his back, as if someone was scanning him with cold eyes.

He was really afraid of Song Zhijie. If Brother Qi hadn't been here, he would have dropped out of school.

"Do you think I'm disgusting?"

The sudden sound made Qian Yiming stop and turn his head in confusion.

I saw tears in the eyes of that man, and an indescribable sadness on his face. He was fragile and beautiful. I felt pity for him, and anyone who saw him wanted to protect him.

Except for him Qian Yiming!

He knew very well how Song Zhijie's eldest brother was killed in a counter-attack, and because of this, he must not be soft-hearted!

"Yes! So stay away from me! I annoy sissies the most!"

Qian Yiming said the cruel words and left. He felt an indescribable coldness again, but there was no longer much fear in his heart. He was already used to it. This was the real Song Zhijie, a snake-hearted, sinister and vicious person. He had already seen through it.

He speeded up suddenly, ran to the stairs, stepped up the stairs, turned left, rushed into the classroom, and threw himself into the arms of Qi Yanren who was having lunch.

"cough!"

Qi Yanren was hit by him so hard that his rice almost spit out, and he swallowed the discomfort in his throat.

"Song Zhijie is pestering you again, right?"

Qian Yiming buried his head and said in a dull voice: "He pretended to be pitiful again and even cried."

Qi Yanren snorted and pulled Qian Yiming to a chair aside.

"Let him cry. He's almost 20. It's not a shame to cry every now and then."

"Brother Qi." Qian Yiming stared at the tough side face: "Have you never cried since you were a child?"

"Of course!"

puff!

Upon hearing this, Qi Yanren looked deeply at the two people not far away.

Cheng Xuansi picked up the rice with an expressionless face, as if he wasn't the one who laughed just now.

He Wenxin pretended to look at the scenery, squinting and looking into the distance.

Qi Yanren took a deep breath, patted Qian Yiming's shoulder and said seriously: "There is a kind of crying when the eyes are irritated. The tear glands are developed and secrete more liquid. It looks like tears, but in fact it is not... ."

Pfft!

Qi Yanren closed his eyes and endured it for a while, then lowered his arms with bulging veins to calm down.

"Humans have flesh and blood, not machines. If it hurts too much, they will unconsciously..."

He gestured in front of his face, making it difficult to speak.

"This is a conditioned reflex. I can't control it. As I said just now, the tear glands are..."

"Hahahahahahaha!" He Wenxin couldn't bear it anymore, pointing at Qi Yanren and laughing.

Qi Yanren clenched his fists and raised his chin at Qian Yiming: "You should go back to class first. Don't be afraid of Song Zhijie. He doesn't dare to do anything in school."

"Oh -" Qian Yiming drawled and slowly left the classroom.

Qi Yanren slapped the table and stood up, taking a shortcut and climbing over several tables and chairs in a row, with great momentum.

Seeing that something was wrong, He Wenxin jumped out of the window, which shocked Qi Yanren and rushed to catch him.

I saw the former fall to the window sill of the next floor. He used his ten fingers on the window sill to push himself up, raised his legs and stepped into the classroom.

"Hey." Qi Yanren leaned half of his body out of the window and looked down in shock: "I didn't see it, she has something now."

"Three floors, you won't die if you fall." Cheng Xuansi packed up the empty lunch box.

"Yes, it won't hurt or itch if you fall."

After saying this, Qi Yanren was stunned for a moment and looked at the distance between the floor and the ground.

Ten meters up.

It doesn't seem to be very low.

Only then did he realize that, unknowingly, everyone's changes had made a qualitative leap.

"When does the exchange competition start?" Qi Yanren asked.

"March twenty-three."

Cheng Xuansi quickly noticed Qi Yanren's intention: "Do you want to participate?"

"Let's try it."

Qi Yanren smiled mysteriously: "The new equipment will arrive in three days."