Fast Travel Counterattack: Rescue the Villain BOSS

"marshal……"

Slowly recovering his breath, Ye Chuyang regained his composure: "I just need to find a way to make the marshal willing to follow me, right?"

The indifference before became serious at this moment.

"Yes."

Xiaoyi noticed the change in his attitude and was a little puzzled, "Mr. Ye is willing to help?"

Being arrested for no reason, Ye Chuyang's obedience before does not mean that he is willing in his heart.

"Ah."

Ye Chuyang straightened up, straightened his back, took a deep breath, took off the black-rimmed glasses on his face, put them in his pocket casually, and waved his hands to the air: "I'm fine, go and work on you Yes."

Ye Chuyang has seen Xiaoyi's certificate, and the other party's military rank is not low, so he probably doesn't have much time to waste with him.

He cheered up and went back to the classroom. Ling Zimo was rarely asleep, and was sitting in a daze on his seat. When Ye Chuyang came back, his eyes, covered by some long hair, lit up.

Ye Chuyang's heart tightened, thinking of the Marshal's battle video saved in his brain, the extremely cool Marshal in it, even if Ling Zimo was just sitting at the desk, he felt very stressed.

He pretended to sit back as if nothing had happened, and before he had time to figure out how to continue to strike up a conversation with Ling Zimo, the other party raised his hand and poked him first.

"Am I scary?"

He had a strange expression on his face, "What do you mean when you called me up and ran away when you saw my face?"

This question is not easy to answer, Ye Chuyang lowered his eyes, thought for a second, and decided to tell the truth: "...you look like my idol, I didn't tell the difference just now."

"Not separated?"

Ling Zimo felt a little uncomfortable, he really didn't know who in this world couldn't tell who he was like, "It's not like you haven't seen me before, why haven't you been like this before?"

He labeled Ye Chuyang as a liar in his heart, and it was strange that he didn't dislike him. Today, for some reason, he was still very interested in this front desk who had never taken it seriously.

Ye Chuyang froze for a moment: "I've never seen what you look like before."

He said this carefully, but Ling Zimo's face was still darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye. He brushed back the hair that blocked his view, revealing his entire face.

Even after becoming Ling Zimo, Dongfang Xi's appearance has not changed.The facial features are sharp and angular, the eyes are deep and black, the bridge of the nose is straight, and when he smiles, he looks cold and handsome.

Now he is just a student, but he does not have the strong aura that he had after becoming a marshal. Ye Chuyang has regained his comfort except for the initial nervousness.

"What are you doing?"

He subconsciously leaned back.The entire enlarged face of the idol appeared in front of him, which really made his heart tremble a little.

"See clearly, I look like this." After confirming that Ye Chuyang could see clearly, Ling Zimo lowered his hair to cover his handsome face: "I don't believe that there are people who look exactly the same in this world. Admit me wrong, and I will never forgive you!"

Ling Zimo's tone was very serious, but for some reason, Ye Chuyang wanted to laugh inexplicably, he resisted it, and the corners of his mouth still let out a slight arc: "Okay."

Hearing his promise, Ling Zimo yawned, regained a comfortable posture, lay down on the desk, and planned to sleep again.

Before he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly remembered something, and poked Ye Chuyang again, who was facing him with his back: "By the way, what's your name?"

"Ye Chuyang. How about making friends?"

Ye Chuyang turned around and took the opportunity to propose.

Not hating the front table in his heart, Ling Zimo nodded reservedly: "Okay."