Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Just when Feng Qian thought that the small fragments would say something cruel, the slender and beautiful lips of the young man opened lightly: "Chu Chen."

"Um?"

Feng Qian was stunned, not understanding what the fragments meant.

The system Pidianpidian explained: "It's that the host has always called His Royal Highness classmate Fragment, so Fragment thought that the host didn't know his name."

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

Chu Chen glanced at the girl lightly, moved his arms inward, and continued to lie on the desk, his beautiful eyes closed.

Feng Qian didn't know whether the other party was sleeping or closing his eyes.

In short, every time she looked at the fragments in class, the other party was lying on the desk like this, not even listening to the class.

Even under such circumstances, he still ranks first in the grade.

This is the difference between a high IQ and a low IQ.

The original owner worked so hard, and still sat firmly in the countdown of the class.

Ugh.

Feng Qian sighed, she worked so hard, but knowledge still couldn't get into her mind.

Feng Qian really wanted to pry open his brain to see if something was blocking it.

The original owner's Chinese level is not bad, so Feng Qian didn't have such a hard time listening to the Chinese class.

The sun rises slowly, and the sunlight is like flowing gold, slowly and slowly, passing through the green leaves, sending a flowing silhouette into the quiet classroom.

The boy leaned his face on his arm, his eyes slightly opened with a small slit, and his light gaze fell on the girl next to him who was taking notes seriously.

The little girl listened very carefully to the class. Holding a ballpoint pen in her right hand, she drew key points in the book from time to time, and wrote down the content supplemented by the teacher in class.

When she encountered something she didn't understand, the little girl Junxiu frowned, poked her side face with a pen cap, thinking seriously.

Occasionally, the little girl's sigh could be heard.

Chu Chen paused and closed his eyes again.

In the morning class, there is one math class left.

Another frustrating class.

Before going to class, Feng Qian slumped on the desk.

Live without love.

After a short pause, Feng Qian repeated his previous actions and took out the math textbook from his schoolbag.

The time between classes is all used by girls to review textbooks.

Feng Qian stared at the book, but saw nothing.

Feng Qian: System, can I apply for my IQ back?

System: This is not something I can decide, host.

Feng Qian: Then I have to get a reward for completing side quests, right?

System: There is no reward for side quests, host.

Wind Shallow:  …

As a compromise, the system publishes tasks.

[Congratulations to the host for triggering the hidden task: entering the top three in the grade. 】

Feng Qian: "..."

What's the matter with being more tired all of a sudden?

She is a poor academic scumbag, why do you have to force her to be an academic bully?

If you want her to be a scholar, why take away her IQ.

angry.

The little girl poked at the desk with a pen depressed, and her beautiful lips pursed into a line.

It didn't take long for math classes to begin.

The math teacher's voice is like a lullaby, and the math questions are like a hypnotized map. Halfway through the class, Feng Qian can't hold it anymore.

Little by little, the little girl's head was getting lower and lower, and she was about to hit the table.

At this time, the boy sitting next to him suddenly stretched out his hand to the girl, spreading his palm.

The next second, Feng Qian's forehead knocked on Chu Chen's hand.

The warm touch on his forehead made Feng Qian awake a little.

The girl blinked, a little confused about the situation, and there was a confused look in her dark eyes.

He looked down at the open palm of the fragment, and then looked up at the math teacher who was still lecturing in front of the podium.

The little girl froze for a while, tilting her head slightly.