Jiang Lingzhi did not pause at all, and took out the books to be used in the next class and put them on the table: "Oh."
Wen Yujing was dissatisfied: "Why do you react like this?"
Jiang Lingzhi stared at her for two seconds: "Wow, I'm so happy, our school is going to transfer students."
Wen Yujing: "..."
I'm happy and don't get distracted at all.
"Aren't you curious at all? I heard that the transfer student is super handsome!" Wen Yujing's excited eyes lit up.
Jiang Lingzhi raised her head and glanced at her: "Have you seen it?"
I really don't know where she has such great enthusiasm for a stranger.
Wen Yujing shook her head: "No, I just heard that I came to the school to go through the formalities yesterday, and someone saw it, and then it was amazing, tsk tsk... That appearance is more handsome than Wu Yanzu, and worse than Edison Chen."
Wen Yujing bumped her shoulder ambiguously: "Lingling, don't you like good-looking people? Maybe it's the type you like."
Jiang Lingzhi paused, obviously thinking of what he said that day, and murmured softly: "... I just said that casually."
The representative of the English department walked to the table and stopped, knocked on the table: "Examination paper."
Jiang Lingzhi paused before she finished speaking, bent over and took out the test paper from her schoolbag and handed it to her.
But speaking of handsome...
Jiang Lingzhi suddenly thought of the boy from yesterday, and felt distressed.
After Wen Yujing handed over the test paper to the study committee member, she leaned over again and poked her cheek with her finger. It felt really good: "Sister Ling, what's the matter with you? I'm worried."
Jiang Lingzhi went to school a year earlier, one year younger than everyone in the class.
Jiang Lingzhi sighed, stared straight at Wen Yujing, and asked with some distress: "Do I look like a liar?"
The girl is tied with a ponytail, revealing a delicate face, clean puppy eyes, always revealing a sense of innocence, and the tails of the eyes are slightly tilted, pure and lustful.
Wen Yujing felt that she was very unclear about her position: "Who said that there is such a cute liar like you?"
How to let the real liars get along? !
"Then why did he say that I belong to a liar group?" Jiang Lingzhi muttered softly.
Just when the class bell rang, Wen Yujing didn't hear what she said clearly, so she leaned closer again: "What did you just say?"
Jiang Lingzhi shook her head, then bent over to get a pen from her schoolbag: "It's nothing, the teacher is coming soon, let's go to class first."
Wen Yujing was confused, so she moved the chair and returned to her seat.
Jiang Lingzhi opened the schoolbag, just in time to see the red banknotes inside, paused with his fingers, and sighed.
It seems that whether he can get rid of the title of liar depends on the four hundred yuan.
Jiang Lingzhi angrily closed the zipper, opened the textbook, temporarily forgot about those things, and went to class seriously.
She must wash away this shame!
However, fate is sometimes so wonderful.
When he didn't want to meet, he always appeared unexpectedly, and when he wanted to meet, he disappeared.
For the next two days, Jiang Lingzhi didn't meet that boy again on the way home.
Jiang Lingzhi has been very depressed these few days, because her title of liar has probably been confirmed in other people's hearts, but she doesn't even have a chance to explain it.
The boy was probably a student from No. 36 Middle School next door, and the teacher asked them to keep a distance.
Perhaps, there will be no chance to clarify in the future.
(end of this chapter)