Villain: Protagonist Slaying System

When Chen Zishi heard that Chu Bai wanted to switch seats with Wen Jing, his originally gloomy face immediately lit up with immense joy.

He received a thousand dollars from Chu Bai and planned to give it to Wen Jing to pay off her debt.

However, Chen Zishi couldn't find a chance to talk to Wen Jing face-to-face alone. If Chu Bai could switch seats with Wen Jing, that would be great.

However, Chen Zishi was still clueless and too naive to grasp the real situation.

Chu Bai actually just wanted to sit with Hsu Mu Yan.

It wasn't just because of Chen Zishi that he wanted to switch seats with Wen Jing.

Of course, Chu Bai obviously couldn't say these words out loud.

Under Chen Zishi's expectant gaze, Chu Bai casually picked up a few test papers, got up from his seat, and walked up to Wen Jing's side.

"Student Wen Jing, can we switch seats? I want to ask Hsu Mu Yan some questions." Chu Bai said it with a disgusting smile on his face.

Wen Jing was bent over her desk and focused on answering some questions. Naturally, Chu Bai's sudden appearance disturbed her activity.

She immediately felt a little annoyance. When she turned around and saw that Chu Bai's deskmate was Fatty Chen, she became even more annoyed.

She was fed up with Chen Zishi's constant pestering.

"I'm not changing." Wen Jing said it angrily.

She had already completed the task that Qian Jun instructed her to do. Before she received any new instructions, she didn't want to bother Chen Zishi or displease Qian Jun in any way.

"I have a lot of questions that I don't understand. I want to ask Hsu Mu Yan some questions. Helping is a good thing. We're all classmates. What's wrong with making things easier for me? Isn't it the same no matter which seat you sit in?" Chu Bai said it unhappily.

"Don't use this moral coercion on me. This is my seat. It's my freedom to swap it or not. Please leave. Don't disturb me while studying." Wen Jing retorted.

"You.…"

Chu Bai turned red in anger, but he didn't dare argue with Wen Jing. After all, Hsu Mu-yan was watching from the side, and Wen Jing also had Chen Zishi, a brainless flower protector.

He could only leave and return to his original position.

Chen Zishi raised his head in anticipation but was met with disappointment.

He glared at Chu Bai and returned to reading his book.

Qian Jun was extremely depressed.

.....

At this moment,Qian Jun left his seat.

"Wen Jing, can we change seats?"

Hearing this, Wen Jing's eyes were full of resentment. Her heart was sour, but she still stood up obediently and gave her seat to Qian Jun.

When the two of them passed by each other, Qian Jun secretly caressed Wen Jing's small hand to comfort her.

Wen Jing felt as if she had eaten a mouthful of honey, and her mood suddenly became gleeful.

Qian Jun talked seriously with Hsu Mu-yan for a short while about her studies.

After the discussion, he didn't leave immediately.

"In the language class today, the teacher praised your composition. Composition is my weakness. Can you lend me your composition to read?" Qian Jun asked.

"Yours is actually not bad." Hsu Mu-yan smiled, found the composition text, and handed it to Qian Jun.

"I'll return it to you tomorrow morning."

"No problem, take your time."

The same words, written by different people, would depict different styles.

When many words were combined together, there were countless details.

This made it extremely difficult for one person to completely imitate another person's handwriting and intent.

But for the current Qian Jun, this was quite simple.

Getting Hsu Mu-yan's handwriting was only the first step of Qian Jun's plan.

On the other side of the classroom.

Chu Bai was in a sour mood.

"This Wen Jing, I told her to move, but she ignored me. Qian Jun told her to move, but she walked away without a word. She even treated me differently. What a bitc*."

"Who are you scolding?!"

Before Chu Bai could finish his words, Chen Zishi glared at him and roared, as if he were going to fight Chu Bai to the death.

It attracted the attention of many students in the class.

Chu Bai opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out. He was extremely ashamed.

After a long time, Chu Bai finally calmed down.

He could see that, with Qian Jun around, it was unlikely that he could continue to look for Hsu Mu-yan for tutoring.

Albeit reluctantly, his plan to woo Hsu Mu-yan had to be put on hold.

Thinking of this, the figure of a mature woman flashed through Chu Bai's mind.

Compared to a young and delicate girl like Hsu Mu-yan, Song Zhenyu was actually more attractive to boys of his age.

"Ms. Song's house seems to be on the same route as mine."

Chu Bai's mind had some ulterior motives.

Since the college entrance examination was less than a hundred days away, it was impossible for him to complete his course anyway. He could only flirt with girls to pass the time.

His brain was never in his head to begin with. It was in his pants.

He had clairvoyance ability, so when the exam time came, he could just copy and be done with it.

How many points he could get depended on how lax the examinees around him were invigilated.

According to Chu Bai's estimation, it should not be a problem for him to get into a key university because of his plan.

Because his clairvoyance ability could see very far, it had the effect of a "telescope.".

Within a few hundred meters, as long as the examinees were in his field of vision, even if they were separated by many walls, he could clearly see the answers on their exam papers.

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After the evening self-study session,.

Chu Bai slowly packed his things while paying attention to the person who walked out of the office not far away.

After Song Zhenyu walked out of the office, Chu Bai deliberately left the classroom.

Then, he went to the parking lot on campus and rode his old bicycle.

Chu Bai calculated the time and met Song Zhenyu at the school gate as he wished

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"Ms. Song, what a coincidence!" Chu Bai stopped the bicycle and pretended to run into Song Zhenyu.

"Ho, it is student Chu Bai. The evening self-study session ended long ago, and the students have all left. Why are you still here?" Song Zhenyu asked, amiably suppressing her intrigue.

Almost all the students on campus had left.

There was no one at the school gate.

That was why Song Zhenyu found it strange.

"My grades are very bad, so of course I have to work harder, so I stayed in the classroom for a while." Chu Bai scratched his head and pretended to be a hardworking student.

"Your grades are improving steadily. Work harder, and you will definitely be able to get into your ideal university during the college entrance examination." Song Zhenyu encouraged.

"Thank you, Ms. Song." Chu Bai smiled and changed the topic.

"Ms. Song, it's not good that you're walking. Let me give you a ride."

Song Zhenyu lived not too far from the school.

After the evening self-study session, she usually walks back by herself.

Chu Bai had already noticed this.

"Ah, this..." Song Zhenyu.

-TO BE CONTINUED

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