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The head teacher frowned.

The whole class turned their attention to Zhou Jin.

Qin Shuangshuang stood up, put her hands on her hips, and said indignantly: "What do you mean it should be gone? Your words can easily make people misunderstand Zhou Shen."

"That's right, what evidence do you have?"

……

Zhou Jin is usually helpful and has good grades. Many people go to him for help when they have questions about design, and he always answers them carefully.

In addition, he is very handsome and is recognized as the male god in the Academy of Fine Arts.

At this time, these girls were like a mother hen protecting her cubs, and they all refuted Lin Chen in unison.

The head teacher was also a little shaken, thinking that Lin Chen's words were somewhat irresponsible.

More and more people gathered around, including students from other departments who were passing by after school.

Lin Chen didn't expect that the people in Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts would be so supportive of Zhou Jin. When had he, the young master of the Lin family, ever been criticized by so many people?

I couldn't help but argue: "I just suspected it, I didn't say it was certain. Besides, everyone knows Zhou Jin's family situation, so this is also possible..."

Before he finished speaking, a magnetic voice sounded from outside the door.

“It’s quite lively.”

Everyone looked towards the door. Wow!

Why is this man here?

Chu Shiyan walked in with a playful look on his face, followed by Feng Junshan and Lu Jun.

Lin Chen looked at Chu Shiyan in surprise and hurriedly tidied his hair.

She called out softly, "Brother Yan, I'm Chenchen."

Chu Shiyan glanced at him coldly: "I don't know him."

"How could that be? I'm Lin Chen from Shengyao. We played together when we were little."

“No impression”

Some classmates around were already laughing out loud.

Lin Chen's body was trembling a little, and his voice was full of grievance: "Brother Yan, I know you are angry that I went abroad. Chenchen shouldn't have left. Can I explain it to you in private?"

As soon as these words came out, Chu Shiyan frowned and stared at him with an ambiguous look.

"I just transferred to the Academy of Fine Arts and my watch was stolen. It was a birthday present from my parents."

After saying that, he glanced at Zhou Jin.

Chu Shiyan's face darkened, and Lin Chen saw it with a hint of pride on his face.

Look, Brother Yan, Zhou Jin is just that kind of person. How dare he have any thoughts about you?

He is not worthy of you at all.

Chu Shiyan has a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, which are usually slightly raised and have their own charm.

But when his face was cold, his eyes were sharp and intimidating, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

He walked up to Zhou Jin step by step, clenching his fists tightly.

Some of the students nearby covered their eyes, fearing that they would see the bloody scene.

The head teacher was about to dissuade him.

Then he heard Chu Shiyan's angry voice: "Are you a fool? Don't you know how to defend yourself when you are wronged?"

? ? The whole class, including Lin Chen, was stunned.

Seeing his honest look, Chu Shiyan got angry.

How come he is so good when he is angry, but turns around and lets others bully him?

damn it!

Some people can't help but want to hit others.

Zhou Jin's heart tightened: "You, calm down"

"Calm down, what are you talking about? I want to explode right here, what do you think?"

Depend on!

Zhou Jin was speechless, yet wanted to laugh.

Helplessly coaxing, "Isn't this just when I was about to speak, you come in?"

Everyone in the room heard it clearly. It turned out that Young Master Yan came to help Master Zhou. When did their relationship become so good?

Feng Junshan simply couldn't bear to watch it, as he had a strong sense that Young Master Yan was in love.

Lu Jun: As expected of Shi Yan, everything he does is vigorous and ambitious.

Chu Shiyan's anger was like a leak, and it all leaked out with Zhou Jin's gentle coaxing.

"Brother Yan, I really..."

Before Lin Chen could finish his words, he was interrupted by a classmate: "Found it, behind the sundries over here."

A watch was given to the head teacher.

"Student Lin Chen, is this it?"

How could it be there? I clearly put it...

Lin Chen looked at Zhou Jin suddenly. It was him.

He has always been clear and knows his purpose.

What a scheming man.

His purpose in approaching Brother Yan was definitely not pure.

But at the moment... Lin Chen concealed the emotions in his eyes: "It's mine"

The classmates blamed him.

"I was obviously careless, but I actually wrongly accused God Zhou. Really..."

“Yeah, that’s irresponsible.”

"Apologize," Chu Shiyan said in a cold tone.

Lin Chen was shocked, tears welled up in his eyes, and he spoke with difficulty: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

Zhou Jin hummed indifferently.

After experiencing the intrigues and deceptions in the previous life, these kids' methods are really not good enough.

At noon, Lin Chen deliberately stayed behind and took off his watch. He knew that he had to take action.

Zhou Jin analyzed that he might have seen her applying the medicine yesterday.

As expected, I shouldn’t have gotten close to Chu Shiyan.

The classmates gradually dispersed, and Zhou Jin also walked out from the back door.

Just as Chu Shiyan was about to catch up, he was entangled by Lin Chen.

"Brother Yan, Chenchen misses you so much, but it's a pity that I study design and can't be in the same school as Brother Yan."

"Brother Junshan, Brother Jun, long time no see"

The two nodded, having played together when they were young.

But he kept sticking to Shi Yan, but Shi Yan ignored him.

"Who is your brother Yan? Don't try to be a relative of yours."

Chu Shiyan's eyes were fierce: "If I hear you again, be careful with your tongue"

After saying that, he walked away without paying any attention to Lin Chen.

......

The next day, at the business school, the professor was giving a lecture on the Southeast Asian financial crisis.

Chu Shiyan in the last row turned on his phone every few seconds.

There was no movement on WeChat.

Look again, still not there.

Feng Junshan couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "Shi Yan, how about I ask for you?"

"Asking fart"

Chu Shiyan glared at him, and Feng Junshan was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything.

He cursed Zhou Jin in his heart, saying that if he didn't write to him again, he and Lu Jun would be frozen to death.

At two o'clock in the morning, Zhou Jin dragged his sleepy body back to the community.

A Koenigsegg was parked downstairs with a person sitting on the front of the car.

The figure looked lonely under the moonlight. Zhou Jin sighed and walked over.

Chu Shiyan didn't move, and looked up at him expressionlessly. "Where did you go?"

Zhou Jin: “…”

"Speak!" Chu Shiyan's voice rose slightly.

He stayed here for a whole night and made various guesses. In fact, with just one phone call, he could find out Zhou Jin's location and what he was doing.

But he waited all night.

Zhou Jin still didn't say anything. Chu Shiyan grabbed his collar and gritted his teeth: "You're not going to sell it, are you?"

After hearing this, Zhou Jin's heart sank to the bottom. He pushed Chu Shiyan away and said angrily: "It's none of your business."

He turned around and went upstairs.

As soon as I opened the door, someone jumped on me from behind and then the door was slammed shut.

Chu Shiyan took off his clothes and dragged Zhou Jin to the bed, yelling like a mad dog: "Okay, since you're selling it, name a price, and I'll support you."

As he said that, he threw Zhou Jin onto the bed and pressed on her.

Although Chu Shiyan is not as tall as Zhou Jin, he has received special training in the army since he was a child and has amazing fighting skills.

Zhou Jin was at a loss for what to do for the moment and was almost laughing out of anger.

Damn it, I won’t take any money in this life, so I can’t stand this mad dog.

He took out a rope from the bedside.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and while Chu Shiyan was stunned, he tied his hands and feet tightly.

Kicked off the bed.