"Are you the teacher or am I the teacher? Do you want you to arrange it?" The new class teacher glanced at An Ruoyao lightly, "Okay, just sit like this, Weiwei, do you have any opinions?"
Song Weiwei immediately shook her head, "I listen to the teacher."
"Well," the head teacher patted her on the shoulder, very satisfied, "Go and sit down, it may be a little difficult at first, but it's okay, let's take it slowly."
An Ruoyao took a deep breath and sat down angrily.
On the podium, the teacher had already started to lecture, but she couldn't listen to anything.
She turned her head and saw that Song Jingwan was already turning the pages of the book, she whispered: "Jingwan, are you just watching her sit at the same table as Huo Shao? What if..."
After all, the two look exactly alike.
Who knows if Huo Ningxi will be hooked up by Song Weiwei in the end.
Song Jingwan stopped taking notes, and her thick eyelashes covered her dark eyes.
With a gentle voice, "Whatever, Yaoyao, don't worry about it. Let's talk about it when Ning Xi comes back to class, even if he is really..." She smiled wryly, "Even if it is true, then I can't help it, after all , I'm not his girlfriend either, what right do I have to control him. "
"How can it be the same?!" An Ruoyao was dissatisfied, "You are childhood sweethearts, everyone in school has already agreed that you are a couple, okay?"
"The one in the middle of the fourth row, An Ruoyao, right? If you don't want to attend the class, don't disturb others! Grab your books and stand up!"
An Ruoyao raised her head in astonishment, she couldn't believe it, "What?"
"I told you to go out, but I didn't understand? Shall I call your parents and let me know, huh?"
Facing that serious and determined gaze, An Ruoyao gritted her teeth, grabbed the book on the table, and went out without looking back.
"Okay! Let's continue the class now. If anyone wants to go out to accompany her, he can go now!"
There is no sound in the classroom, and the quiet needle drop can be heard.
It is said that the new homeroom teacher has a very good background, and he is not afraid of rich second generations like them at all. As long as he dares to act like a monster under his nose, he will definitely be punished.
No one dared to say anything.
Song Jingwan was picking at the pages of the book anxiously, feeling a strong uneasiness in her heart.
She never did the previous dream again, so it couldn't give her any warning.
But Song Jingwan realized that many things were getting worse and worse, and she was about to lose control.
She had to do something, had to—
Song Weiwei is very popular and friendly. Song Jingwan watched helplessly as she only spent the whole morning getting along with everyone, and even made a few very good friends.
"Sister, sister Yaoyao, drink water."
The two bottles of drinks were put on the table, the girl's bright smile hurt Song Jingwan's eyes, her pupils constricted, "Didn't anyone tell you that I never drink this kind of drink?"
One couldn't control it, and her voice raised a little.
Seeing Song Weiwei suddenly seemed to be frightened, she took two steps back, her smile was flattering, and she said weakly: "I'm sorry sister... I think everyone likes it very much, so... Then what do you like, I will help you again Can you go buy it? Don't be angry."
"I'm not angry, you think too much."
Song Jingwan let out a sigh of relief, took the drink casually, "Just this one, no need to change it."
Song Weiwei immediately became happy, and she jumped up and said: "Then sister, tell me what you like later! I will write it down!"