When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

Zhong Jiamu waved his hands again and again, "This, this is too troublesome."

"No trouble," Nian Yu put down the water bottle and gloves, "Which building are you going to, do you remember?"

Remember, it's the building I'm standing in right now.

Zhong Jiamu naturally didn't dare to say that, he said vaguely, "I'm a little lost, but it's not a big problem, I just go out again."

"Then I'll accompany you," Nian Yu smiled, "I'll take a walk too."

After escaping from the small black room, Zhong Jiamu never saw New Year Yu again.

The sun is just right today, and flowers are blooming in the yards of every household, and it is almost impossible to tell what kind of flower it is when you smell it carefully.

Nian Yu didn't speak, Zhong Jiamu naturally didn't dare to speak, they walked around the villa area shoulder to shoulder, Zhong Jiamu suddenly had the feeling that everything in the past was an illusion.

But the pain it causes is not fake.

Nian Yu suddenly said, "By the way, I know you very well. Are you from Z City Academy of Fine Arts?"

"Ah?" Zhong Jiamu came to his senses belatedly, "Oh, that, yes."

"I see," Nian Yu smiled, "Were you classmates with Master Xi Xingjin?"

Zhong Jiamu was puzzled: "Why do you ask that?"

"Have you forgotten? Didn't you say you came to him at first?"

Zhong Jiamu was extremely embarrassed. If he had known before, no one's name would be mentioned.

Nian Yu breathed out suddenly, "However, Master Xi Xingjin doesn't live here anymore."

Zhong Jiamu was dumbfounded now, "Huh?"

"Few people know about this. After graduating from the college entrance examination, Master Xi Xingjin chose Z City Academy of Fine Arts as his own choice, but he didn't actually go to college. Instead, he joined the motorcade. Neither the Academy of Fine Arts nor the motorcade is from Xi's family. Master Xi couldn't stop him from the choice the heir should make, so he announced that he would sever the father-son relationship with the young master."

Zhong Jiamu really didn't expect that after he left, there would be such an astonishingly large melon to eat.

"Impossible," Zhong Jiamu questioned, "That's his only precious son. After the relationship between father and son is severed, who will inherit the company?"

"It is said that it is the son of a servant in their family, named Nianyu."

Zhong Jiamu stopped and looked at Nianyu.

Nian Yu also looked back at him.

Zhong Jiamu was very skeptical that Nian Yu had already seen her core through that layer of skin.

But he didn't dare to ask directly, so he could only pretend to be a melon-eating crowd, "That one named Nianyu is really like winning the lottery!"

"Yes."

At the end of a topic, Zhong Jiamu was about to say goodbye, but Nian Yu said again, "Since you also studied at Z City Academy of Fine Arts, do you know Zhong Jiamu?"

If you don't know each other, Zhong Jiamu remembers that the plagiarism incident has spread all over the campus forums.Let's say we know each other, Zhong Jiamu is afraid that Nianyu's next sentence will pierce his vest.

Zhong Jiamu finally chose to pretend not to hear.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know him. Recently, I helped him cancel his suspension. I guess, you will be able to see him soon."

Nian Yu sent Zhong Jiamu to the nearest station, and the two waved to each other like strangers they met for the first time, and then Zhong Jiamu only saw Nian Yu's leaving back, walking away step by step .

He raised his left hand and glanced at his watch.

The distance displayed on the watch is 0.

Zhong Jiamu watched the bus staggering towards him, and stepped on it without thinking for a second.

He Wen has been paying attention to the flashing red punctuation on the phone.

The red mark circled around a villa area, then slowly jumped to a bus stop mark on the map, and finally jumped along the road to the bus stop terminus.

And in front of him now, there are still staff from the Ministry of Education and counselors from Z University trying their best to persuade He Wen to let Zhong Jiamu continue to study.

When did people from the Education Bureau and the university care so much about a person with a stain?

He Wen still remembered that before Z University wished to expel Zhong Jiamu immediately, it was Meng Gaohan who managed to get a chance to relax.

He Wen watched the red punctuation gradually deviate from the course, and gradually became restless in his heart.He really didn't want to sit here and listen to those people, the one on the left is good for the students, and the one on the right is the future of tomorrow.

He stood up straight away, glanced at the so-called representative sitting on the sofa with his downcast eyes, "I'll let Mumu go to school tomorrow, and you can go back to work now."

He Wen knew that on the surface it was the teachers of Z University and people from the Education Bureau, but behind it was actually the result of the simultaneous promotion of the Xi family and the Yi family.

They wanted to force He Wen to hand over Zhong Jiamu.

He Wen sneered, "I don't even weigh how much I weigh."

After he came out of the company, he asked the driver to drive to stop Zhong Jiamu who wanted to escape.

He Wen recalled that Zhong Jiamu raised his head, looked at himself, and said seriously "I will always be by your side".

Sure enough, he couldn't believe a single word or punctuation in this person's mouth.

Following the navigation, He Wen soon found Zhong Jiamu.

At this time, he was standing in front of a bus stop and yawned.

He Wen pressed the car window, and saw Zhong Jiamu's sleepy expression froze on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Jiamu changed his face in a second, and stepped forward to cry aggrievedly, "Ah Wen, you are finally here. I took the bus several times, but I couldn't get home. I was dying of anxiety."

Where is it that people turn farther and farther when they transfer to the bus?

He Wen didn't tell the truth, but ordered lightly: "Get in the car, you have to go to school tomorrow."

Zhong Jiamu was dumbfounded, "Go, go to school?"

Going to school means that Zhong Jiamu has to face that unsolvable plagiarism incident, but he hasn't found any evidence yet!

The next day, a handsome but honest-looking man came to a classroom, sat down early next to a group of girls, and within 3 minutes, he became friends with the group of girls and succeeded. It aroused the envy and jealousy of other male students in the classroom.

Girl A asked curiously: "Oh my classmate, you are not in our class, are you?"

Zhong Jiamu clasped his hands together, "I just want to listen to this professor's class, please don't expose me."

When girl B heard this, she pointed back, "Student, don't sit in the front, Professor Meng's eyes are so bright, you will definitely be recognized on the spot if you sit in the front."

When Zhong Jiamu heard that he wanted to change seats, he showed a embarrassed expression, "It's a pleasure chatting with you, I really don't want to change seats."

Who could hear the handsome guy say such a thing, the girls sitting around Zhong Jiamu unanimously decided to move back two or three rows with Zhong Jiamu on the spot.

The right side of Zhong Jiamu was empty, and the girls in the first row were hurriedly packing up the drawing boards, asking Zhong Jiamu to help occupy a space.

It just so happened that the bell for class rang at this time, and a teenager suddenly rushed out from the back door and took the seat next to Zhong Jiamu.

Zhong Jiamu turned his head and was about to persuade him, but he thought of the boy first, "Xi Xingjin?"

Then he belatedly remembered that the person in front of him was indeed Xi Xingjin.

Xi Xingjin's appearance is completely different from his appearance in high school. His once-short hair grew back, but Xi Xingjin did not go to make up the color, but let it develop. The short section of red hair was tied up with a hair tie.Xi Xingjin's hair is very soft, and the little buns that are tied up are a bit like a bunny's tail.

He was dressed in black casual clothes, with the arrogance of a racing driver.The hair on the forehead was slightly wet, and those big and bright eyes were full of hostility at this time.

Xi Xingjin looked at the person suspiciously, and felt that this person was very familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen it before.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "You know me?"

Zhong Jiamu suddenly recalled what Nian Yu said before, "You are a racing driver, right?"

Xi Xingjin frowned slightly, as if it was difficult for him to answer this question, he finally asked, "Are you my fan?"

Zhong Jiamu nodded indiscriminately, fans should be fans, it is much better than answering the real information.

Only then did Xi Xingjin arrange the drawing board arrogantly, "No wonder I know you very well."

At this time, the teacher of this class came in with a wheelchair. Zhong Jiamu took a closer look and found that the first class was actually Meng Gaohan's class.

It's a real life where we don't meet.

Zhong Jiamu sat in the back row and changed his face. Meng Gaohan obviously didn't notice him.

Meng Gaohan took out a roster, "I will start a routine roll call now."

While playing the game, Zhong Jiamu discovered that Meng Gaohan was very strict about the class, and he had to click once no matter when he was in or out of class. If he saw that the person who answered the answer was not himself, he would directly deduct his usual grades during the final exam.

"Zhong Jiamu."

Zhong Jiamu: "Here!"

Xi Xingjin: "Here!"

They sounded almost in unison, which made the whole class focus on them instantly.

Meng Gaohan glanced between the two of them for a long time, and finally said nothing, and continued to read the name of the next person.

It's just that this answer made Xi Xingjin a little upset, "Who are you from Zhong Jiamu, and you just answer randomly?"

Do you believe me when I say I am Zhong Jiamu himself?

Zhong Jiamu looked at Xi Xingjin faintly, "You are not Zhong Jiamu himself, why did you help answer the question?"

"I'm his younger brother. I came here to help because we have a good relationship."

While talking, Xi Xingjin even took out a stack of notebooks, "These are the notes I took. If my brother comes back, I will give them all to him, so that the class will not be missed."

Zhong Jiamu couldn't help asking: "Has your brother not been to class for a long time?"

"He, he's sick." Xi Xingjin seemed to realize that his words were a bit lacking in confidence, and avoided directly: "It's none of your business."

At this time, Xi Xingjin didn't look as bad-mouthed as before. Zhong Jiamu remembered what he had overheard before, and couldn't help asking: "What do you think of your brother?"

"My brother, he likes me the most," Xi Xingjin's voice was a little soft, as if he was afraid of breaking the dream. "Every time I lose my temper, he coaxes me patiently. No matter what I want, he can do it." I tried my best to give him to me. Once I saw the No.1 prize in a competition, and my brother won it back."

Could it be that the No.1 prize you mentioned was the DSLR that you smashed when you got it back on the first day?