I Am Not Fit to Be the Male Lead’s First Love

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date="2020-12-28"

title="Chapter 10 "

weight="113822"

series = ["I Am Not Fit to Be the Male Lead’s First Love"]

mode = "manual"

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Chu Yin was still laughing until he ran far away.

Under the influence of Ji Er, the scholar from the empire, she has been completely assimilated by her now, smiling in her head like crowing.

"Chuckchchch--host, you are such a clever ghost!"

Chu Yin ran to a safe place, leaned on the wall, raised his mask and breathed evenly: "That must be."

Based on what she knew about Lu Zhen, he probably wouldn't want to see her in a short time-after all, he told her to let her go. A person who is so expensive, Master, would definitely not take the initiative to get up.

Killing two birds with one stone, she is foresight! Strategize!

Chu Yin gasped and breathed, and buttoned his mask again, and asked Xue Ji as he walked to the classroom: "By the way, what is the power of the hero?"

Xueji answered: "The power of the hero is generated under the inherent aura of the hero and serves the hero's plot repair ability. At the level, it affects the script generation of this system, but the priority of this system is higher. In it."

Chu Yin pondered for a moment, that is to say, her golden finger can't face the male protagonist's halo, but she can be faster than him?

Xueji said "Ding Dong": "It can be understood that way."

Chu Yin was a little relieved.

In order to avoid taking the white moonlight path again, she can use system permissions to tamper with Lu Zhen's communication and her original line of fate.

Even if she can't avoid it, she can still give full play to the "personality" of this life——

She didn't believe that, Lu Zhen would like a well-behaved nerd.

Shakespeare English Week is coming soon.

Although Chu Yin didn't care too much, the people in Class 5 looked forward to it.

Children of this age attach great importance to all grade activities, even if the content is boring recitation.

In order to wash away the shame in front of the grade, Fu Mingxuan prepared for a long time, and read Shakespeare's excerpts extremely smoothly and emotionally.

On that day, the people from Class 5 went to the event hall early, but there was still no one to pay attention to Chu Yin.

After several verbal conflicts, the circle headed by Fu Mingxuan became more hostile to her. And after the transcript po came out, everyone also knew Chu Yin's level of study, and most of the class 5 people thought she was not worthy of being in their elite class.

Even Song Zhaolin, who sleeps every day, has much better English and math scores than Chu Yin. Chu Yin's poor students will lower their class level.

Song Zhaolin picked up his coat and said to Chu Yin as he put it on, "Sister Yin, I'm going to find Brother Zhen, do you know the auditorium?"

Chu Yin nodded whether or not, "I know."

Did not go to know her. Now everyone is gone, the class is quiet, just staying to do the essay summary.

She was thinking like this, and the system in her brain "dang"—"Today's learning task is broadcast~ After completing the translation of Shakespeare's excerpts, you can get the permission to [change words]~"

Chu Yin: "..." Okay.

Then she will have to go, and the materials will not be distributed until the auditorium.

Chu Yin stopped Song Zhaolin who was about to leave: "Wait—"

Song Zhaolin hurriedly turned back, still a little excited-his sister Yin rarely had extra words to tell him!

He thought he was handsome and put his hands in his trouser pockets, his voice was low, and he blinked greasyly: "What's the matter?"

Chu Yin was silent for a moment: "...are you going?"

Song Zhaolin: "Don't go, see what Brother Zhen means."

Chu Yin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay."

Song Zhaolin was still a little puzzled when he left, he couldn't tell whether Chu Yin was happy or unhappy...

Alas, so she is so beautiful, why should she wear a mask?

There is no sense of existence at all, even the expression is not clear...!

...

When Chu Yin arrived in the auditorium, the crowd was already sitting down.

All the furnishings were the same as in the previous life. Chu Yin glanced at the podium, recalling the embarrassment of standing on it in his previous life, and felt a little emotional for a while.

Now she is different.

Now she is Niu Colu Chu Yin.

Chu Yin was about to find a spot in the back row, suddenly his cheek was frozen by something. When she turned her head, she saw Gu Qiuze smiling and handing her a can of sweet milk.

Chu Yin was about to decline, so he heard Gu Qiuze whisper: "Take it, I'm just your brother's courier."

She couldn't help but smile, and took it without refusing.

Look carefully, the girl's eyes are very beautiful peach eyes, and when she smiles, it looks like the surface of the lake is shattered with beautiful waves. Such a pair of clever eyes clearly did not match her deliberately old fashioned dress.

Gu Qiuze looked at her without a trace, feeling that the girl seemed to be hiding herself. However, out of politeness, he didn't ask, just confessed a few words that Chu Shi asked him to pass on.

Many people in the auditorium looked towards them.

The people in Class 5 are more familiar with Chu Yin's figure. The girls all showed sour and unrestrained expressions when they saw Chu Yin and Qiu Ze-senior standing together and talking.

Xing Lan is a good student. Compared with Lu Zhen, who is sought after by the whole school, she secretly prefers Qiuze-senpai. She squeezed the pen in her hand and said weirdly: "Our class'Xueba' is really amazing, anyone can hook it up!"

The girl on the side also said mockingly: "Can't you see it? Some people are not good enough, but the methods are amazing."

"No wonder the study is poor, the mind is spent on men!"

Chu Qiuqiu in the distance naturally saw that scene too. She even saw that Brother Qiu Ze gave Chu Yin a can of milk, her expression a little distorted for a moment.

My brother left her out of the cold recently, why did he even favor Chu Yin with Brother Qiuze? !

Why is that hillbilly? ?

Chu Qiuqiu was sour in his heart, lowered his head and looked at the lottery box he prepared in his hand, suddenly a flash of inspiration.

Doesn't Chu Yin like to be pushy? Let her make enough money later~

When the event was about to begin, the back door of the auditorium was suddenly opened.

The crowd suddenly began to buzz.

"Brother Zhen!"

"Lu Zhen actually participated in this kind of activity?"

"Ahhhhhhhhh, fortunately I am here—"

Listening to this movement, Chu Yin didn't bother to look back. She talked to Gu Qiuze, turned around and sat down in the corner.

Lu Zhen's gaze swept intentionally or unintentionally, and his brows were gently folded. He looked cold, his eyes were dark, but the brown and red tears on the corners of his eyes were very vivid.

Many girls dare not breathe where they glanced.

Chu Yin didn't pay attention to him at all. He had already picked up the materials on the desktop and started to do his own translation task.

Lu Zhen retracted his gaze, and a fine irritability appeared in his heart.

... He rarely fails to speak, but he scolded people away last time.

Song Zhaolin had just looked for Chu Yin, but she was sitting too remote, and finally he followed Brother Zhen's eyes to find Chu Yin.

He tasted it carefully, and felt that Lu Zhen was not happy at this time.

So he asked in a low voice, "Brother Zhen, do you hate me at the same table?"

Lu Zhen turned his face slightly, his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose outlined a cold line, his voice was very light: "...Are you at the same table?"

"Yes," Song Zhaolin said with a naive look, "have been sitting for more than a month."

Lu Zhen pursed his thin lips slightly, and suddenly asked after a long while, "How is your relationship?"

Song Zhaolin habitually started to blow: "Okay, it's not me who blows, I think she likes me! Today I still care about whether I will come to participate!"

Lu Zhen rubbed his knuckles with his fingers, and looked down: "...oh."

Do not know if it is an illusion, Song Zhaolin feels that Brother Zhen seems even more unhappy.

The event officially started, hosted by the senior second international class, and Chu Qiuqiu was in charge of drawing lots.

In the big lottery box, from time to time someone's name tag was drawn, holding up materials to recite. Most of the students in Huiwen are good at English, but there are some gaps in pronunciation and vocabulary.

Fu Mingxuan was about to stretch her neck, but Chu Qiuqiu didn't seem to see it--she knew that Fu Mingxuan must be well prepared, how could she give her a chance to perform.

After everyone has read aloud, the English teacher sitting underneath will comment and pick out some mistakes. After all, in the face of the whole year, the faces of students who were found out of some low-level mistakes suddenly turned red.

Chu Qiuqiu was very satisfied with this link.

Her gaze swept towards Chu Yin in the corner of the back row, and when she saw her looking down on the phone, the smile on Chu Qiuqiu's face was even more triumphant.

Chu Yin probably didn't understand what they were talking about, and now he must be rushing to look up words.

Chu Qiuqiu squeezed the small note prepared in his hand, and smiled confidently.

Later, there will be the longest and most difficult selection. There are seven or eight new words in a line. Chu Qiuqiu will definitely leave the best to her sister.

"Dip-the task of translation selection is completed √, and you have the permission to [change words]. Host, your translation is great~"

Chu Yin put down the pen and rubbed his wrist.

There are a few new words in this excerpt, so checked it a bit, but overall it is not difficult for her.

"Do you want to load the script?"

Chu Yin: "Load."

She wanted to see if Chu Qiuqiu had any small actions this time.

Sure enough, her fake sister didn't let her down——

[Chu Qiuqiu touched the lottery box for a while, then took out a small note. A complex expression of surprise and worry flashed across her face, holding a small note and saying loudly: "I got Chu Yin!"]

Pick out the most difficult selection and draw her in the black box so that she can make a fool of herself in front of the whole year-the same section as in her previous life, tut.

The difference is that she will no longer embarrass herself, nor will she let Lu Zhen finish reading for her and make herself an enemy of the school.

Xueji asked: "Host, do you want to read it yourself?"

After reading what Chu Yin translated, it knew that the host could actually read it.

Chu Yin curled his lips: "No."

She moved the light pen, and without much hesitation, she crossed out the word [Chu Yin] and changed it to [self].

——Folk script artists never let go of opportunities provided by others:)

Xue Ji: "...[holds a fist] You deserve to be"

On the stage, Chu Qiuqiu pretended to take out the small note in the palm of his hand, then opened his mouth and said loudly and sonorously: "I have drawn myself!"

After speaking, he was stunned for two seconds, then his face suddenly turned pale.

How is she herself? ?

——She, she, she can't read this paragraph!

Looking at her embarrassed look, Chu Yin leaned back in the chair and poked the system: "Do you have any songs for service?"

Learning Ji’s scene was very enjoyable, and asked, "What song?"

Chu Yin laughed badly.

Click on a song-invincible is ~ how lonely ~ ~