Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

After making breakfast, he asked the system to save it for him, ensuring that it would be fresh, hot and delicious when the male protagonist ate it.

Now he was going to start writing love letters, and for this purpose he specially learned some cute, round fonts from the Internet.

"Student Lin Yanzhi, I like you. Not because of your appearance but because of your soul. Maybe you don't remember me anymore, but I will never forget you. Last summer, I was bullied by a group of hooligans, and you came over and rescued me. Since then, you have become the person I look up to. I mustered up the courage to write this letter, and I hope you can accept it. My contact information is XXXXX..."

Feng He had been holding it in for a long time and only managed to come up with this little. He had never written a love letter before and really didn't know how to write one.

The details of the rescue were told to him by the system. Last year, the original owner was beaten by gangsters. The male protagonist passed by inadvertently and frowned, and the gangsters dispersed.

The original owner was lying on the ground, looking up at the male protagonist, but the male protagonist's eyes did not stay on him for a moment, but just walked away.

It is estimated that the male protagonist did not show up on purpose, but just felt that such things were dirty to his eyes, and he had no intention of saving anyone.

Of course, the original owner was not grateful. Instead, he felt hurt by the male protagonist's arrogant attitude.

Feng He just blurred the matter. Anyway, the male protagonist would not remember such unimportant things and people.

After he finished writing, he picked up his lunch box and sneaked to the teaching building. It was still early and the school was empty.

He should be the first one to come.

In order to prevent any accidents like his vest falling off, he wore a mask and a hat to cover himself tightly.

He found Lin Yanzhi's location according to the system's instructions, placed the lunch box on his desk, and placed the love letter under the lunch box.

After doing all this, he rushed to his classroom.

At this time, students have been arriving at the school intermittently, most of whom are students from ordinary families enrolled by the school.

When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.

*

Lin Yan saw the lunch boxes on the table as soon as he arrived. He had planned to do the same as before, if any classmates came to ask for them, he would just give them the food. But when he got closer and smelled the familiar aroma, he stopped in his tracks.

His eyes darkened, and he sat down and opened the pink cartoon lunch box that only little girls use. A stronger aroma came to his face, as well as hot steam. He glanced around and saw that it was all ordinary breakfast.

Liu Di at the table in front of me turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, do you want me to help you share the burden? The kindness of a girl should not be wasted!"

Unexpectedly, Lin Yanzhi shook his head and said lightly: "No need this time."

Liu Di scratched his head awkwardly, somewhat confused, but still said with a smile: "Haha, OK."

After refusing, he smelled the familiar fragrance, and as if possessed by a ghost, scooped a mouthful of porridge into his mouth. It was about 60% similar to what his mother made in his memory.

Ning Chunchun, who was standing next to him, looked at Lin Yanzhi's actions in shock.

She said incredulously: "You...you actually ate the breakfast sent by your pursuer. Didn't you never eat it before?"

Lin Yanzhi paused and said nothing.

Ning Chunchun had already had a bad feeling after seeing Lin Yanzhi's series of unusual actions, and now that she hadn't received a reply, her sense of crisis became even stronger.

She thought she was the only one who felt a little different towards Lin Yanzhi...

I was planning to confess my feelings after a while...

Lin Yanzhi picked up the lunch box and saw the beautifully wrapped love letter underneath. He opened it without hesitation.

What caught my eye was a field of neat and cute handwriting, "Classmate Lin Yanzhi..."

Lin Yanzhi read the short love letter and the contact information at the end with an expressionless face.

Rescue people? There was no way he would interfere.

But he suddenly became interested in the person who sent the love letter.

Why does it taste so similar to his mother's cooking? Is it a coincidence?

He has not yet added the contact information he left.

He wanted to know who this person was.

He used his father's rights as an investor to check the school surveillance.

What he saw was a person who was covered tightly, a boy who was not tall for him.

He watched the surveillance video in silence.

Finally, I felt a sense of familiarity when I saw his back as he hurriedly ran away.

...Lin Yanzhi lowered his eyes to think, and in an instant, the color of his pupils darkened.

He could basically conclude that this person was the same boy who bumped into him a few days ago.

Lin Yanzhi lowered his eyes and wondered boredly, why could he cook the way his mother cooked?

Write him a love letter, like him?

Lin Yanzhi has never been interested in superficial liking for others based on appearance, family background, or ability.

But he became very interested in this boy.

*

[Temporary mission: Please get close to Xie Yanzhou. You can ask him for help on questions. Although Xie Yanzhou has a reputation as a school bully, his grades are in the upper middle of the school, much better than you who always lags behind.]

Feng He: "...Okay. I didn't expect Xie Yanzhou to have such good grades even though he sleeps every day."

Having just finished a physics class, Feng He was hesitant and wanted to ask Xie Yanzhou for help with a question she didn't understand.

However, he was a bit socially anxious and couldn't speak for a long time. He didn't dare to look at Xie Yanzhou, but kept staring at his water cup.

Xie Yanzhou looked at him strangely, and Feng He's face turned red.

He said dryly: "Your cup is really beautiful."

Xie Yanzhou: “…” Are you sick?

Feng He didn't dare to speak after he finished speaking, and he also felt embarrassed. Fortunately, Xie Yanzhou ignored him.

system[……]

Feng He hadn't made any progress until noon, so after he finished his meal he went back to the classroom, took off his glasses and went to sleep.

As soon as Xie Yanzhou came back, he saw Feng He sleeping obediently on the table, his school uniform shirt highlighting his spine.

At this time, a gust of wind blew in from the open window next to his seat, ruffling Feng He's overly long bangs. His soft hair danced in the air. After the wind stopped, the soft black hair covered half of his face again.

In just a few seconds, Xie Yanzhou saw Feng He's thick bangs. He stood there in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

I've never seen anyone who looks like this.

If I have to describe him, I can only use the word "monster".

Because his appearance is captivating.

This TM is more beautiful than a girl...

A face that is extremely gorgeous and beautiful.

Xie Yanzhou couldn't sleep, his mind was full of Feng He's incredibly beautiful face.

He couldn't help but looked at Feng He for the whole afternoon.

After lunch break, Feng He felt slept enough, so she stretched, took out her glasses from the drawer and put them on.

After he put on his glasses, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Xie Yanzhou had been looking at him, and he was startled.

He stammered, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Xie Yanzhou suddenly came back to his senses, retracted his gaze, and the tips of his ears turned red unnaturally.

He was just staring at Feng He's fleshy mouth, fascinated.

It should feel very nice...

Xie Yanzhou coughed to cover up his unnaturalness and said quickly: "Nothing."

[Long-term mission: Please study hard and strive to be among the top 100 in the school. For the mission, the host's original learning memory has been erased to match the original owner's foundation.]

Feng He had a bad feeling in his heart.

He asked cautiously: "What is the original owner's foundation like?"

System [The school is always ranked in the bottom 100.]

After saying this, Feng He was petrified. The task required me to make a comeback from being a poor student in two years, and to experience the life of a senior high school student again. What should I do? I was crying.