Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Chu Chen was like a scholar in school.

Originally, such a standard is undoubtedly a good student, but this boy of the male **** level, what he does, is no different from the scumbag.

Sleep in class, never turn in homework. No one knows whether the teenager has done any homework.

In terms of discipline, Chu Chen never wears a school uniform. If someone provoked him, he would act directly and beat the other party's parents.

As long as he came to provoke him, Chu Chen would definitely return it unceremoniously.

No one has ever beaten this young man.

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

The people in the school secretly gave this male god-level figure, the boy who is both a school bully and a school bully, a nickname: "Grass Bully".

This is the style on campus forums.

"Baba is even more handsome today!"

"Ba Ba fought again today! But Ba Ba is unscathed!"

"I really want to copy the tyrant's test paper!"

"Ah, ah, how did Ba Ba learn?! The first grade is like falling out of sleep!"

...

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

Grass tyrant?

Inexplicably a bit crooked.

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

Such actions all fell into the eyes of the young man.

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

After reading the textbook for a while, the girl unfolded the homework book.

Chu Chen took a few glances out of the corner of his eyes, and what caught his eye was a large blank.

He has good eyesight and can read the topics in the girl's workbook.

The teenager read the question almost once, and a clear solution to the problem 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 small hand and tapped her chin, but she didn't write.

The little head also swayed, and it always looked like it was impossible to write.

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

Why don't you know how to write it?

uh, I really want to sleep...

For the first time, Feng Qian discovered that mathematics can also make people so nervous that they just want to sleep.

I closed my eyes for a while, and meditated in my heart: Top three in the class, top three in the class, top three in the class!

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

At this time, the young man's pleasant voice came from his ears: "The third question uses the replacement method. The fourth question is replaced by one, and the sixth question... The questions are reviewed again, and the formula is formulated according to the conditions."

The boy's voice is good, with a little charming magnetism.

Although he was instructing the **** how to do the question, her voice was too cold due to her personality.

The plain tone, inexplicably makes people feel a little indifferent.

Hearing the sound, Feng Qian looked up and blinked.

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

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

"I... didn't hear it."

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

The young man paused for a moment, then slowed down and repeated it again.

This time, the little girl took the pen and wrote the method next to the question 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 withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes lazily.

Don't know what to think.

There was no emotional change on the delicate face of the young man, it was always cold, except for the occasional look of laziness.

The rustling sound of the little girl's writing came from the ear, Chu Chen's eyelids moved, and his expression inexplicably softened.