Chapter 2: Rescue

When he arrived at the school gate, Yan Xiaoxi helped him get out of the bus.

The girl's delicate little face was full of worry, and she whispered softly: "Brother, are you okay?"

Normally, Yan Yuchen would probably faint after a little exertion, but his body seemed a little different today.

Although he had just exerted all his strength and vented the anger in his chest hysterically, he didn't seem to feel too uncomfortable now.

He just felt that his heartbeat was a little accelerated and his breathing was a little short.

"It's okay, just go in."

Yan Yuchen also felt a little puzzled. Could it be that after being reborn, his body suddenly became better?

Yan Xiaoxi glanced at him with complicated eyes. Thinking of his angry look in the car just now, she felt sweet happiness in her heart, but also a faint pain.

It would be great if my brother's health was good.

The two held hands and entered the campus. When they separated, the girl's eyes were as crescent-shaped as crescent moons. She stood on tiptoes and hugged him. She smiled and said, "Brother, you were so brave today. Little sister is proud of you."

After that, she waved her hand and ran away with a smile.

The students passing by have long been accustomed to seeing this scene. Occasionally, if a teacher sees it, he won't say much.

Everyone knows that Yan Yuchen is sick.

No matter what kind of sport he was doing when he first came to school, he would faint for no apparent reason, which would lead to a very noisy ambulance.

So no one dared to play with him, and no one dared to bully him.

Even if you touch him, you have to be cautious and fearful, for fear that his fainting will turn into sudden death, and then you will get into big trouble.

Therefore, it is always quiet around Yan Yuchen.

After entering the classroom, he sat down in the last row.

The seat next to him was empty, because the teacher didn't dare let anyone else sit with him.

Of course, no one also dares to come and sit.

The first class is a Chinese class. If the story still develops according to the rules before the rebirth, the Chinese teacher should be wearing black stockings and a black skirt today, and there will be a hole in the thigh.

What happened on the bus in the morning was not what he expected, so he felt that the story should have deviated from the original track.

Sure enough, when the school bell rang, the Chinese teacher in her thirties walked in. The clothes she wore were different from those in her memory.

"It turns out that after rebirth, many things have changed."

The Chinese teacher taught for a while and then asked everyone to endorse.

Yan Yuchen was bored and lazy, crawling on the desk, looking distractedly at a girl not far away, thinking about things before his rebirth.

After a moment, he suddenly felt that the girl in his eyes had become a little distorted, and then her clothes gradually turned transparent!

"This..."

He immediately got up, sat up straight, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he looked back, everything was back to normal, as if it was just a dream.

The girl was fully clothed and carrying a book seriously, and there was nothing unusual about her.

"Did I just hallucinate?"

Yan Yuchen frowned, with a look of surprise on his face.

After class, he was still thinking about the scene he just saw. He couldn't help but look at the girl a few more times, and his cheeks felt a little warm.

"Look! There's a new beauty in class one! This is the top beauty in our school who can truly be called the school belle!"

Suddenly there was an excited howl in the corridor, and many people climbed on the railings and looked down.

"Wow! What a white skin! It's so white that it blinds my eyes!"

"Wow! She's so beautiful!"

Hearing these excited shouts, the students in the classroom, both male and female, hurriedly walked out, huddled together and looked down with curious faces.

"Wow! She is really a beauty! So beautiful!"

"Wow! Look at that thin waist and those watery eyes!"

"Wow! Look at those beautiful legs... Damn it! What are you doing, principal, standing there? Get out of the way. You're blocking brother's view!"

Then someone shouted: "Wow! The dean is here!"

The railings of the corridor were crawling with a dense row of people, all looking excitedly at a girl carrying a schoolbag below.

The dean suddenly appeared from the stairway, holding a bamboo stick insidiously, and began to take the opportunity to slap the students who were climbing on the railings and sticking their butts out. While doing so, he said angrily: "Scram! What wow, huh! I call you wow! Do you think you are frogs? Wow wow wow..."

The classmate who was beaten was startled, covered his buttocks, looked back, and muttered with aggrieved face: "Aren't you also croaking like a frog?"

Then he got hit with a stick again.

The one who received the stick did not give any warning, but gloated and watched other students being beaten one after another.

After a while, there was a wailing in the corridor.

Yan Yuchen was sitting in his seat, looking at this scene from the window, with a smile on his lips.

Although most of the life in the third grade of high school was boring, there would occasionally be scenes that made people smile. He would cherish it all over again.

As if he felt someone was looking at him, Yan Yuchen turned his head, and the eyes he met turned out to be the girl whose body he had just seen in a trance during class.

The girl named Yuan Xiaofen was slightly surprised when he suddenly turned around, her face turned red and she smiled slightly.

It was her way of showing kindness.

She knew that Yan Yuchen was lonely in this class, and no one wanted to play with him, and no one liked him, so she was afraid that he might misunderstand the look she just gave him as something bad.

Just when Yan Yuchen was about to nod to express his understanding, his eyelids suddenly jumped, and a bloody scene flashed in his mind: the fan above Yuan Xiaofen's head suddenly started to rotate, and then the fan rotated faster and faster, and fell down with a "pop" Came down and hit the girl on the head...

Yan Yuchen's expression changed slightly, he raised his gaze and looked at the fan above the girl's head.

The fan was quiet, not spinning, and showed no sign of falling down.

In my memory, it seems that such a tragedy did not happen during the third grade of high school in my previous life.

But the picture that suddenly appeared in his mind just now still made him feel deeply uneasy.

After all, many things have deviated from their original tracks.

Yuan Xiaofen saw that his face was pale and there was a hint of panic in his eyes, thinking that he was going to be ill again. When she was about to ask with concern, she heard him suddenly shout at the classroom door: "Wang Bo! Don't turn on the fan!"

This sudden sound made other students in the classroom confused.

The boy named Wang Bo had just gone to the store to buy something. He was sweating. When he was about to turn on the fan, he was startled by Yan Yuchen's roar.

"You're sick, so I'll turn on the fan to take care of you, you sick guy, but I can't blow the fan on you!"

Wang Bo rolled his eyes disdainfully, reached out and turned on the fan, then hummed a tune and walked to sit down next to Yuan Xiaofen, opened the potato chips in his hand and started eating.

Yuan Xiaofen turned to look at Yan Yuchen, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Because Yan Yuchen's face became paler and paler.

"Creak... creak..."

The fan rotated very fast, swaying left and right under the restraint of the wire.

Yan Yuchen's eyes began to glow with a hint of red. His hands trembled slightly for a few seconds, and he suddenly stood up from the stool. He quickly rushed to Yuan Xiaofen's face, grabbed her arm, pulled her up and pushed her to the aisle.

The movements are extremely rough and fierce!

"Yan Yuchen, you..."

Yuan Xiaofen crawled onto the desk over there in embarrassment, her face immediately filled with embarrassment. Just as she was about to question, Yan Yuchen suddenly grabbed Wang Bo who was stuffing potato chips in his mouth, and quickly pulled him up. Then pushed him hard.

"Fuck! You sick little boy is looking for death! I..."

Wang Bo was caught off guard, and the potato chips in his hand spilled all over the floor. He suddenly became furious and grabbed Yan Yuchen's collar. He just cursed when there was a "bang" and a loud noise suddenly came from behind him.

"Ah--"

The whole class suddenly screamed, with horrified expressions on their faces.

Wang Bo hurriedly looked back, his body suddenly trembled, and his expression changed drastically!

The electric fan that was whirring and creaking above his head actually fell down for some unknown reason and hit him and Yuan Xiaofen's desks hard. Due to the rotation of the fan blades, it fell to their stools with a snap.If the two of them were still sitting there just now, at this moment... I'm afraid their heads would have been chopped off...

Yuan Xiaofen next to her covered her mouth, looking at the scene in front of her with a pale face, and her body was trembling slightly.

Yan Yuchen broke away Wang Bo's hand holding his collar, turned around and returned to his seat, continuing to sit in a daze in that lonely corner, thinking about things.

It seems that the world after rebirth is still very different from the previous world.

The classroom was silent for a moment, and then exploded.

"The fan fell down! The fan fell down! It almost killed someone..."

The monitor ran out of the classroom with a face full of panic and went to find the teacher and the principal.

Wang Bo stood there blankly, his legs shaking like chaff, and there were a few potato chip crumbs in the corners of his mouth, as if he was stupid.