Jiang Lingzhi took out the schoolbag from the drawer, and looked at Wen Yujing with some distress: "Jingjing, why did you tell the class monitor that I went home by myself?"
Wen Yujing was obviously a little guilty: "I'm sorry, he asked me just now, and I just let it go, but the monitor likes you very much."
Jiang Lingzhi was obviously not in the same brain circuit as her: "Oh, so the monitor also has puppy love?"
Wen Yujing put her schoolbag on her back, walked to her side, and asked gossipingly, "Then do you like the monitor?"
Jiang Lingzhi shook her head, walked slowly outside the classroom, and answered calmly: "I don't like it."
Wen Yujing expressed her understanding, and walked out of the classroom side by side with her: "Although the monitor's academic performance is quite good, he is too boring. It must be boring to be with him. Except for homework, it is homework... Oh my god, it's too mouthful." Scared!"
"..."
Jiang Lingzhi simply didn't think about this issue.
Unlike Wen Yujing, who thought so much.
Wen Yujing looked her up and down.
Although the school did not select the school beauty, but she felt that if there was a selection, Jiang Lingzhi would definitely be the best candidate, she was so beautiful that it was a foul.
"I think..."
Jiang Lingzhi was a little curious: "What do you think?"
Wen Yujing touched her chin, then nodded: "Look at you, you are so beautiful and have a good personality. I don't think the class leader is suitable for you. You are suitable for a wild boy."
Wild boys
Suddenly, a non-mainstream afro appeared in his mind.
Jiang Lingzhi disagreed: "...No, I don't like it."
In the next second, she thought of the boy she bumped into yesterday.
Jiang Lingzhi puffed her cheeks, and muttered softly, "I like good-looking ones."
She clearly said these words lightly, but Wen Yujing actually heard it, and was suddenly shocked: "What?!"
Jiang Lingzhi didn't expect that she could hear him clearly when he spoke in such a low voice, so he just pretended to be stupid: "Huh?"
"Lingling, I actually misjudged you, so you are also a Yangou!" Wen Yujing was heartbroken: "When we were talking about Xiaoxianrou before, you obviously had no interest at all!"
Jiang Lingzhi: "..."
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After saying goodbye to Wen Yujing at the school gate, Jiang Lingzhi came to the bus stop.
Like yesterday, the platform was still full of people.
411 stopped at the platform, Jiang Lingzhi followed the flow of people onto the bus, tossed two coins, and was squeezed into the middle with difficulty.
After yesterday, she is already familiar with the way.
Although her mother asked her to take a taxi back, she felt that she had grown up and could no longer be so delicate.
It's actually okay to take the bus a few times now and then.
But I remembered Wen Yujing's shocked expression just now.
Jiang Lingzhi also thought it was a little funny, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up.
—You obviously had no interest at all before...
Probably because that person is much more beautiful than Xiao Xianrou.
The green light jumped at the intersection, and the bus started suddenly.
Jiang Lingzhi held on to the pull ring with some difficulty, almost lost her balance, and hit the person standing next to her with her arm.
She quickly grabbed the handle, and when she was about to apologize, she turned her face, and a trace of familiar breath entered the tip of her nose, aiming at the boy's thin but not weak shoulders.
Jiang Lingzhi froze for a moment, then looked up, and saw a familiar profile.
Clear lines, straight nose bridge, extra three-dimensional side profile, crow-feather-like eyelashes drooping.
(end of this chapter)