Wen Jiayan stayed up late drawing OC character designs, and unknowingly fell into a deep sleep. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a handsome man in ancient costume sitting upright in front of him, with picturesque features and a cold temperament, looking at him with a slight frown.
He Lanji: Who are you, sir, and why did you summon me here?
Wen Jiayan:? Have I traveled through time? No, this person looks familiar.
The good news is that I didn't travel through time. The bad news is that I did travel through time.
I have no choice but to take responsibility for the OC I created, even with tears in my eyes. In order to keep an eye on He Lanji at all times and prevent him from getting into any big trouble, Wen Jiayan had an idea and decided to let him enter his class as a transfer student.
On the first day of transfer, Helan Ji Shiran walked onto the podium, elegantly picked up the chalk, and wrote his name gracefully on the blackboard. Then he slightly cupped his hands and said in a clear voice: "I am Helan Ji, whose name is Qingyan. I hope you will take care of me more in the future."
The class was deathly silent.
The deskmate quietly poked Wen Jiayan and whispered: Where did you come from?
Wen Jiayan's mouth twitched, thank you for the invitation, I gave birth to it myself.
The flower of the high mountain, the cold fairy, is attacked by the sunny, cheerful and talkative otaku.
Purpose: Cherish youth
