Eat chicken and eat the goddess

As dinner time approached, students from the Medical University came out of the gate one after another.

There were more and more onlookers, and young people were already full of curiosity, not to mention that this seemed to be such a big confession activity, and the most popular goddess in the school was confessed.

Many people stopped in their tracks and stood not far away, looking around as if they were watching the excitement.

And the planner of this confession event is also Yan Zhen's pursuer of strength, Qi Li, a well-known rich second-generation academic bully at the Medical University, is also the male god in the hearts of many girls.

The tall and thin Qi Li stood on the temporary stage, with heart-shaped candles on the ground in front of him.

He looked a little nervous, he exchanged hands holding the violin from time to time, stared at the school gate and occasionally licked his dry lips, the draft in his pocket had been read hundreds of times, he reached out and touched it, like It's like giving yourself confidence.

Yan Zhen, who just finished an anatomy class, just walked out of the laboratory building.

This time, she is helping the teacher and leading a group of freshmen to take the first human anatomy course.

When they came out, the group of juniors behind them were pale, wrinkled their faces as if they were constipated, clutched their stomachs, and talked about the next week, maybe they would feel like throwing up at the sight of meat.

Only a few courageous students talked about the color and smell of the internal organs of the corpse enthusiastically, and they didn't feel disgusted or frightened at all.

A girl in a black leather jacket with a ponytail tied up and a bit of heavy makeup chewed gum and sat on a bench outside the laboratory building boredly. When she saw Yan Zhen coming out, she quickly stood up and waved her hand.

"Azhen, here."

When Yan Zhen saw the girl, he was slightly taken aback, but the expression on his face did not fluctuate at all.

This senior, Xu Jingyun, who was a year older than her.

It is said that she is Yan Zhen's best friend in school, at least it seems that she is more intimate and familiar with Yan Zhen than others.

This is true in the eyes of others, but for Yan Zhen, the senior who has been passionate about her since she entered school, the purpose of getting close to her has never been pure.

The grandfather said that the youngest daughter of the Xu family went to the same school as her, so it would be fine to make friends.

Whether the relationship is good or bad, it is not bad, but it is not the best friend that others think.

Every time Xu Jingyun came to see her, it was only for shopping and eating, and the things they were talking about were also brand-name bags and new perfumes. She looked enthusiastic, but she was obviously bored, but she had to pretend that she had a good relationship with Yan Zhen and liked it very much. what she looks like.

Although he knew that Xu Jingyun's friendship with her was also ordered by his family, Yan Zhen still walked over because of politeness.

"Ah Zhen, there is a new Thai restaurant in Nancheng, I invite you to eat."

Xu Jingyun walked up with a smile, and naturally took Yan Zhen's hand, like an ordinary girlfriend.

Yan Zhen raised his hand, his little finger raised a strand of hair on his forehead, and pulled away Xu Jingyun's arm calmly, apologizing.

"I have something to go home tonight, I will treat you another day."

The smile on Xu Jingyun's face froze, and soon became more enthusiastic.

"That's fine, next time you invite me. I drove here today, at the back door, why don't I take you home."

Yan Zhen raised his lips and smiled faintly. The smile was polite and alienated, making it hard to find anything wrong with it.

"My uncle will be here soon. He wants to pick me up somewhere. Don't bother you."

Hearing what Yan Zhen said, Xu Jingyun's complexion changed slightly, and then he continued to suggest enthusiastically, with a picture of me doing my best for you.

"Ah Zhen, tell your uncle to go around the back door. You also know that now that the students are out of class, the school gate is crowded and crowded."

Just as Yan Zhen was about to speak, the phone rang.

"Excuse me, I'll take a call."

Smiling apologetically, Yan Zhen connected the phone.

Xu Jingyun waited on the side, his eyes glanced at the school gate from time to time.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Zhen was about to leave.

"Jing Yun, my uncle has already arrived at the school gate. I'm in a hurry, so I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Xu Jingyun's eyes flickered, but he still didn't give up.

"You can tell your uncle to go around to the back door, it will be quick."

"It's okay, I'll go first, goodbye."

Yan Zhen smiled faintly, looked up at his watch, turned around and left.

Xu Jingyun didn't say anything, standing behind Yan Zhen, watching Yan Zhen walking towards the school gate with a dark face, biting his lip, his eyes were a bit unwilling.

Coming back from the school gate, the juniors who passed by Yan Zhen all looked at Yan Zhen with a smile and said hello with strange eyes.

"Hello, senior."

They tacitly knew that they shouldn't confess Qi Li's surprise at the school gate now, tell Yan Zhen in advance, and spontaneously keep the secret.

Almost at the school gate, Yan Zhen received another call.

The other end of the phone only said a few words briefly, and Yan Zhen's expression changed instantly.

On her indifferent face, she was pale with panic, she quickened her pace and trotted towards the school gate.

The sudden appearance of Yan Zhen made the noisy crowd instantly quiet down.

Everyone's eyes fell on her, excited, envious, anticipating and gossiping.

Although Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, she knew what happened with a hasty glance, but except for the momentary pause at the beginning, her footsteps never stopped.

Seeing that Yan Zhen was about to walk by, a boy next to Qi Li bumped into him and handed him a microphone.

Qi Li took it and shouted in a hurry.

"Yan Zhen."

Everyone was silent, looking excitedly at Qi Li and then at Yan Zhen.

With that gossip-like appearance, he was almost on the verge of setting up a bench for a handful of melon seeds.

Ke Yanzhen walked out in a hurry as if he didn't hear it.

Qi Li thought about Yan Zhen's thousands of different reactions, but he never expected that Yan Zhen would not give him any face, pretending he hadn't heard him, and was about to leave without stopping.

In desperation, he simply jumped off the stage, still holding the violin and microphone in his hands, and chased after him, blocking Yan Zhen.

"Yan Zhen, I have something to tell you."

Yan Zhen frowned, and walked around him as soon as he turned his footsteps.

"Don't get in my way, I have something urgent to do."

Seeing that Yan Zhen was about to leave, Qi Li didn't care about anything. He lost the microphone and grabbed Yan Zhen's arm, begging with his eyes.

"Yan Zhen, can you give me a few minutes, I just want you to give me a few minutes."

With so many people watching here, if Yan Zhen didn't even give him a chance to speak, then he would lose all face and how could he continue to mess around in school in the future.

"Sorry, I'm really in a hurry."

Yan Zhen frowned tightly, with displeasure in his urgency, he shook off Qi Li's hand, walked quickly through the crowd who voluntarily gave way, and got into a black car parked on the opposite road.

Drive away in a car.

The crowd of onlookers was in an uproar, and began to discuss, and from time to time looked at Qi Li who was stunned and pale with sympathetic eyes.

Little K and Mu Ziyou stood in the middle of the crowd.

Tsk-tsk twice, Little K held her heart and looked at the direction Yan Zhen was going in the car, with admiration on her face.

"I said the goddess would refuse, but I didn't expect her to be so merciless in her refusal. Sure enough, she is my goddess."

Mu Ziyou stood beside her with a dull expression.

Didn't expect senior sister to be so cold, the boy arranged for the whole afternoon, and senior sister didn't even listen to a word, so she refused?