I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 51: Bamboo horses are duplicity (8)

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"Are you afraid? You won't be in the first place for long." The Demon King said maliciously.

Jiang Heng's arm was knocked down by her, and he looked down at her indifferently.

The young man moved his arm slowly, straightened the snow-white cuffs with his slender fingers, and his posture was unhurried.

His slender eyelashes drooped slightly, his face was expressionless, but his lips were parted, and his voice was deep and sweet.

"Don't make trouble."

There is no emotion in these words, the other party's eyes are downcast, his face is expressionless, and his voice is low and languid.

Yun Xia was stunned.

trouble

She is the big boss, being taught by her younger brother not to make trouble

The Demon King was stunned in disbelief.

She raised her eyebrows to educate the other party, and the head teacher just waved at this moment: "Okay, you go back first... Yun Xia, I won't call you a parent this time, and I still have to do my best to write the test papers in the future."

Obviously, she only got this one question right, and she couldn't convince the head teacher of her words.

Yun Xia pursed her lips, took her paper, and nodded politely to the teacher in charge, not bothering to talk to Jiang Heng anymore, turned and left the office.

The head teacher said to the boy: "You should go back too. Although your grades are very stable, don't relax your vigilance in your studies."

Jiang Heng nodded politely, picked up the substitute materials on the table, and touched the white paper next to him with his white fingertips.

He glanced down, picked it up calmly, and put it in the pages of the information.

"I'll go first." The boy's voice was cold and calm, without any emotion.

"Okay, let's go." The head teacher nodded.

Jiang Heng left the office, and his slender figure passed Yun Xia's class.

The study committee member hurried out, called him, and said nervously with a blushing face, "Well...Jiang Heng, there is a competition in the mathematics department recently, are you interested?"

The boy looked sideways, his pupils were cold and expressionless, but he still looked like a standard good student, he stopped politely, "No."

The school committee let out a sigh of regret, and didn't want to let him go like this, so he started to have nothing to say.

"Did you run into Yun Xia in the office just now? She didn't know why, she handed in the blank papers, and she was so irresponsible to herself in the third year of high school..."

She habitually laughed a few words, and then looked at Jiang Heng with a pair of dark pupils.

The other party was always expressionless, seeming gentle and cold, the eyes were beautifully shaped, and the pupils under the long eyelashes stared at her quietly.

"Is there anything else? I'm leaving first." The young man opened his thin lips lightly, as if he was not interested in her topic, and left with lowered eyes holding the information.

This alienation was so obvious that the school committee couldn't help but feel a little lost, staring blankly at that figure from behind.

Afternoon class is over.

As soon as the teacher announced that the get out of class was over, the students quickly packed up their things and left the classroom noisily, changing the listlessness of the class just now.

Jiang Heng sat in his seat with an indifferent expression, and twirled the pen between his slender fingers.

The white fingers and the black pen look strangely beautiful against each other.

After more than ten minutes, he was the only one left in the classroom, silent.

The boy in white was Shengxue, sitting alone quietly, with a strict and indifferent demeanor.

He looked at the pen between his fingers indifferently, threw the pen on the table casually, then raised a white hand, and casually loosened the collar.

The corners of the slender lips are slightly raised.

The small movement, in the coldness, suddenly became a little more lazy, the white neckline was opened at will, the style was loosely buttoned, and the beauty showed evil.

The boy's eyes were cold and loose, and he leaned back on the table indifferently, with thick long eyelashes hanging down, and thin lips curved with interest.

(end of this chapter)