Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Chu Chen was like a student god in school.

Originally, this kind of standard equipment was undoubtedly a good student, but what this young man at the level of a male god did was no different from a scumbag.

Sleeps in class and never turns in homework. No one knew whether the teenager had done his homework.

In terms of discipline, Chu Chen never wore a school uniform, and would directly attack anyone who provoked him, beating the opponent's parents until they recognized him.

As long as you come to provoke him, Chu Chen will definitely return it unceremoniously.

So far no one has been able to beat this boy.

Therefore, Chu Chen has the title of school bully again.

The people in the school privately gave this male god-level figure, the young man who is a school bully and a school bully, a nickname: "The grass bully".

This is the style of painting on campus forums.

"Ba Ba is even more handsome today!"

"Baba fought again today! But Baba was unharmed!"

"I really want to copy Baba's test paper!"

"Ahhh, how did Baba learn?! The number one in the grade is like falling asleep!"

...

Feng Qian silently recited Fragment's nickname in his heart.

Grass bully?

Inexplicably a little bit crooked.

Thinking about it, the corner of the girl's mouth showed a slight smile, and her head was slightly tilted.

All such actions fell into the eyes of the young man.

The boy tilted his head slightly, his gaze lazily fell on the girl beside him.

The girl read the textbook for a while, and then unfolded the homework book.

Chu Chen glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and what he saw was a large blank space.

He has good eyesight and can see the questions in the girl's homework.

The young man almost read the question once, and a clear idea of ​​how to solve the question appeared in his mind, and then he figured out the answer.

The girl in front of her seemed to be stumped by these questions.

The girl held the pen in her little hand and tapped her chin, but she didn't write for a long time.

The little head also shook, always looking like he couldn't write.

At this time, Feng Qian's heart was desperate.

Why just don't know how to write?

Well, I really want to sleep...

Feng Qian discovered for the first time that mathematics can also make people so collapsed that they just want to sleep.

Close your eyes and slow down, and say silently in your heart: top three in class, top three in class, top three in class!

After reading the last time, Feng Qian opened his eyes again and continued to stare at the question.

At this time, a young boy's pleasant voice came from my ear: "The third question uses the replacement method. The fourth question is replaced by 1, and the sixth question...the question will be reviewed again, and the formula will be formulated according to the conditions."

The boy's voice is nice, with a bit of charming magnetism.

Although it was instructing girls how to do the questions, the voice seemed too cold because of their personality.

The flat tone made people feel a little indifferent for no reason.

Hearing the sound, Feng Qian raised his head in a daze and blinked.

When the young man finished speaking in one breath, Feng Qian was stunned for a while, and then quickly forgot what the other party said just now.

Feng Qian innocently blinked her eyes, pursed her lips, and poked the side of her face with the pen cap.

"I... didn't hear clearly."

Chu Chen tilted his head to look at the girl, there was no warmth in his dark eyes, a bit alienated and indifferent.

The young man paused, then repeated in a slow tone.

This time, the little girl took a pen and wrote down the method next to the topic while listening.

Because it is held by hand, the writing speed is very slow, but the handwriting is neat and serious.

Chu Chen glanced at the girl's words, then looked away, and closed his eyes lazily.

I don't know what to think.

There were no emotional changes on the young man's delicate face, it was always cold, except for the occasional lazy look.

The rustling sound of the little girl writing was heard beside her ears, Chu Chen's eyelids moved, and his expression softened inexplicably.