A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Huh? Beating? A top student beats someone, aren't you afraid of getting a demerit? Chen Huaijin, I'm very happy with the house I bought with my car accident compensation money."

Shu Ange is not afraid of Chen Huaijin's actions, if he dares to do so, she dares to call the police.

"What the **** are you doing, the house that my parents bought is my shit. Dad bought it in my name because of the purchase restriction. Do you think I'm rare?"

Chen Huaijin carried the schoolbag with one hand and looked contemptuous, as if buying a house in his name violated his interests.

"Okay, well said, you were wronged by being forced to take advantage. You said, if I spread this out, would others think that you were greatly wronged?"

Shu Ange smiled, but Chen Huaijin took a deep breath, her eyes were round, and the veins on the back of her hands were showing: "You dare! Chen Pannan, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will ask your parents to drive you back to your hometown."

Again, Chen Huaijin didn't even have any new tricks in threatening people.

If it wasn't for the original owner's desire for family affection, how could he be led by the nose.

"I'm sorry, it's impossible to go back to my hometown. Don't forget, I was admitted to Z City No. 9 Middle School by myself."

The conversation was deadlocked, and Chen Huaijin looked irritated: "Don't be complacent, if you have the ability, don't go back for the rest of your life!"

This is what Chen Huaijin said in his heart. On the first day Chen Pannan returned home, he was looking forward to her leaving.

He dropped the harsh words and walked straight towards the teaching building.

Shu Ange smiled lightly and walked slowly behind Chen Huaijin.

The first monthly test has not yet arrived, and not many people know that the original owner's grades plummeted due to a car accident.

According to the trajectory of the previous life, the original owner will be eliminated from the key class to the ordinary class during the mid-term exam, and his grades have gotten worse and worse since then.

Shu Ange reached out and pressed the back of his head. The original owner was actually very smart. Otherwise, he could not have been admitted to the best high school in the provincial capital from a small county without attending any cram school.

What affected her grades should be the blood clot that did not dissolve in the brain.

The risk of craniotomy is too high, and some small blood clots are not guaranteed by the doctor to be eliminated by surgery, and they can only hope that the patient will heal on his own.

On the one hand, there is the risk of death, on the other hand, the memory becomes poor and the action becomes slow, and the original owner has no choice.

For Shu Ange, this is not a problem.

She has a way to dissolve blood clots in the brain without craniotomy, just massage and acupuncture.

In high school courses, Shu Ange has learned many times, and she can get full marks with her eyes closed.

The original owner was a diligent and honest student. After returning to the classroom, he was busy reading teaching supplementary books and doing paperwork, and returned to his original level as soon as possible, resulting in more and more severe brain congestion.

Shu Ange intends to take a good rest, anyway, she sits in the corner, like a little grass that doesn't attract attention at all.

There are a total of 46 students in the second class. Chen Huaijin is sitting in the front row, and Shu Ange is sitting by the back door. They are in the same space and have completely different experiences.

She opened the book to cover her face and lay down on the table to sleep.

The physics teacher ignored her. At the beginning of the school year, all the substitute teachers in the second class knew that there was a repeater in the class who had a car accident in high school and was in poor health.

It's good for a student who is not in good health to stick to class, and let her sleep when she sleeps.

Anyway, if she can't keep up with the grades, she will be downgraded from the key class to the ordinary class.

Soon the morning passed, and Shu Ange slept for two and a half classes, full of energy, and his face looked much better.

She wondered if she should move to the school dormitory.

But considering the high tuition fees and the rejection of the original owner at the school, Shu Ange gave up this plan.

The optimal solution is naturally to move to rent a house near the school, and if you stick to it for two years, you can take advantage of the opportunity to go to college and fly away.

Shu Ange turned the book upside down and walked slowly towards the restaurant.

The original owner had no pocket money, so she charged 300 yuan to her meal card every month, and she could only eat in the school cafeteria.

The reason for not giving pocket money at home is high-sounding, for fear that she will learn badly if she has money in her hand.

At the same time, the dragon and phoenix siblings each get one thousand yuan in pocket money a month. As for clothes and shoes, Song Xiangzhi will buy them a few new ones every quarter.

On the way to the restaurant, Shu Ange could notice that many people were pointing at her behind her, and some people deliberately followed her walk.

This group of boring people, Shu Ange looked indifferent, and didn't even look at those who learned from her.

People who like to make fun of others by laughing at others are most looking forward to seeing the aggrieved and angry look of the person being laughed at.

Shu Ange's indifferent attitude made those people feel uninterested.

After arriving at the restaurant, Shu Ange made a bowl of white porridge and bought two kinds of light stir-fried vegetables.

The original owner is still in the recuperation period and cannot eat too greasy.

In order to clean up when eating, Shu Ange found a corner seat by the window.

Maybe it was a bad fate. Not long after she sat down, she found that Chen Huaiyu was walking towards this side with a plate and talking and laughing with Feng Zeyang.

Let, it is impossible to let.

Shu Ange continued to eat slowly, not even giving alms to the two of them from Yu Guang.

Instead, Chen Huaiyu saw her first, hesitated, and said to Feng Zeyang, "Zeyang, let's change positions."

Feng Zeyang also saw Shu Ange. He was young and vigorous, and pressed Chen Huaiyu's shoulder: "What to change, this position has not been reported, let's sit here."

"Well, listen to you."

Chen Huaiyu has a ponytail, her face is fair and ruddy, her nose is slender and handsome, and her mouth is red like a cherry.

She doesn't look very good, but her skin is milky white, like a cream cake, and her features are small and cute, which is very attractive to boys of this age.

Feng Zeyang is tall, with onion heads, high brow bones, bright eyes, a skull necklace hanging around his neck, and a rebellious temperament.

Among the rich second generation, Feng Zeyang looks handsome, which is probably why Chen Huaiyu likes him.

After the two sat down, they completely forgot the existence of Shu Ange, and they talked and laughed happily.

"Zeyang, eat more vegetables, don't be picky eaters."

Chen Huaiyu gave Feng Zeyang green vegetables, but he refused with a bitter face: "I hate green vegetables, refuse!"

"Can't refuse, be good, just eat one."

Chen Huaiyu coaxed Feng Zeyang softly and softly, just like coaxing a child.

Feng Zeyang gave a wicked laugh, leaning on the table with one hand and leaning into Chen Huaiyu's ear, not saying something.

She blushed and showed a little smile, and pushed Feng Zeyang angrily.

Shu Ange put down his chopsticks and stared at the two of them quietly.

If it weren't for the other relationship between the three, she might applaud this beautiful campus idol drama.

The performer is Feng Zeyang, and her heart, liver and lungs are so tightly packed that she can't wait to put the dinner plate on his face.

This is the mood of the original owner.

His life was ruined by others, and from time to time he was stimulated by watching the smiling faces of his enemies.

If Chen Huaiyu had any pity or guilt for her sister, she would not be the protagonist of this scene.

Was the original owner really narrow-minded and selfish?