Villain Rescue System

11

Si Yan, who had a sullen face, stepped into the classroom door of Class 2 step by step and walked toward Wen Long. The repressed breathing and the sound of trampling footsteps were extremely terrifying.

Wen Long was naturally not afraid of him, but she didn't know if showing too hostility would make her out of character.

After thinking for a moment, she patted the table next to her and instructed, "You fight him for me."

Yan Li: "..." I don't want to.

"I'll give you one hundred gold."

The expressionless boy's eyes lit up, but when he glanced at the strong Si Yan, he shook his head slightly in regret, "Forget it. I can't beat him. I'll be killed by him."

Wen Long glared at him fiercely, "Trash!"

"..."

Trash was fine

Compared with stupid and idiot, Yan Li had no objection to that title.

"Cough!" A slightly hoarse voice rang from the back door.

Si Yan paused, looking at the old man who had just entered the back door, "Elder Kong..."

The old man had white hair and beard, and gentle eyes. The chemistry teacher in the second grade was over 70 years old and was the most experienced teacher in the school.

It was said that after his retirement, the school hired him back.

"Class is over,  the students not of this class should go out," the old man said to Si Yan with a kind face.

Si Yan knew him.

This was no ordinary teacher, but a famous man who had the right to speak in their circle. After he succeeded in his career, he suddenly went to teach at the school at the age of fifty for some unknown reason.

He didn't want to offend him, so he stared at Wen Long with a calm expression and smiled sullenly, then turned and left.

Just wait! He would have a chance to strike back...

[Huh, I thought the male lead was good.]

The system originally wanted to reprimand Wen Long, thinking that she acted recklessly, but now it stood on the same front as her.

After Si Yan went out, Mr. Kong walked slowly to the podium and said, "Go back to your seats, the class is about to start."

"The end of the term is coming, today we will talk about the exam..."

The people watching the excitement returned to their seats, only Yan Li left abruptly from his seat.

His book was thrown at the front door by Wen Long and he hadn't picked it up yet.

...

When the school bell rang, the young teacher on the stage seized the last bit of time and said a few more words, "The final exam will be the day after tomorrow, students remember to review mathematics..."

Then the class was over.

Wen Long took off her school bag from the hook by the table.

She didn't do her homework, so half of her books were piled on her desk, and the other half were on Yan Li's desk.

For more than half a month, Yan Li had already gotten used to this eldest lady's habits and figured it out. Seeing that she was about to leave, he vacated the hand bag on his desk and piled all the snacks and dried fruits in it onto his own before handing it to her.

He didn't look away after handing over the bag, but still looked at Wen Long on the right.

Well... he still missed the box of chocolates.

Sure enough, Wen Long bent down and took out the heavy metal box from the hole in the table. Then, she stuffed it into her bag.

Yan Li just watched as she pulled the zipper, turned around and carried the box of chocolates away.

"..."

Two thoughts popped into his mind, one was that it looked heavy, the other was that there would be no chocolate for dinner.

...

[Your character setting collapsed.]

On the way to school, the sound of the system was smooth and authentic.

Wen Long didn't care about it, "Is that so..."

[According to the character, you shouldn't bring back such heavy chocolate. What's more, the boy who confessed to you today has a normal family background. If it was the original owner, she would only tear his love letter in half in disgust, and then mock him for being a toad wanting to eat swan meat...] (- to crave for what one is not worthy of; be with a pretty girl)

Wen Long responded perfunctorily, but she didn't really listen.

The scent from the iron box in the backpack was so alluring that her footsteps became lighter.

Human confession and admiration was another form of sacrifice for demons, and it was Wen Long's favorite snack.

[...]

Sure enough, a demon would be a demon, and that temptation was unbearable.

*

The final exam was only for two days.

Wen Long almost finished every exam in ten minutes.

Of course, according to the original owner's score, it was enough for her to answer only a small part of the questions correctly, and almost all the rest of the questions were handed in blank.

After the exam, she took another two days off. The final exam results came out and were printed out by the head teacher who posted it on the wall.

Since it was the last exam of the second grade of high school, the vast majority of students still attached great importance to it.

"D*mn it! My math score is 112 this time!" The one who shouted loudly was the boy who had called Wen Long to sit at the same table with him.

His grades had always been average, and his math test score was generally hovering in the 90.

"Who is the first?" The monitor of the second class looked at his score and then looked at the name of the first place, "Oh, it's him again."

"Hey, he is a monster, we can't compare..." A boy hooked the monitor's shoulder, and the two brothers seemed to be joking.

Since Yan Li entered the school, his grades in their class had always been the first, and his rank was always in the top ten in the school.

As a student in a regular class, one was already a genius if he could enter the top 100 of the grade.

After all, their school alone had a hundred or so people in the experimental class.