[It's just that a certain fan is self-righteous, and the public's eyes are sharp. Who is going to be popular with whom? If you lie, the Ning family will cook it and cook it!]
…
As we all know, Song Jingwan and Song Yaoyao are rivals, and fans of the two families can't understand each other.
Song Yaoyao was also preparing for the exam before the broadcast of Concubine Yan's biography.
The weather is getting colder and colder, as if there is no transition from hot summer to severe winter.
Song Yaoyao looked out of the window, took a breath, and stared blankly out of boredom.
Thinking about it carefully, she has been in this world for so long.
"Hey!"
While in a daze, a big face suddenly popped out of the window.
Song Yaoyao was startled, and quickly backed away, her eyes widened, like a frightened hamster.
It took her a while before she found her voice.
"Han Jun?"
"Hey, long time no see, squad leader!"
"How did you come?"
When old classmates met, Song Yaoyao endured it, forget it, let him go for a while, and won't beat him today.
Han Jun was grinning, not knowing that he had escaped.
"Of course it's coming—uh!!"
Before he could finish speaking, his collar was suddenly grabbed by a big hand from behind, and Han Jun lost his voice instantly.
Shen Xun threw him away, looked at Song Yaoyao, pursed his lips, "Brother, go out to eat."
Song Yaoyao was still wondering what day it was, when more and more familiar faces appeared outside the window.
Even the little fat dragon and tiger came.
Song Yaoyao blinked blankly, and pinched herself quietly.
"Aw!"
Tears of pain came out of her instantly, is this not a dream
hell
"Wow, can't you? The squad leader was moved and cried?" Han Jun gave a weird cry.
Song Yaoyao had a cold face, "How did you get in?"
She sniffed, and asked in a very unpleasant way, "Didn't the security throw you out?"
He was able to come and go as freely as in his own school.
Everyone: "... Sure enough, only those who have lost their minds will think that the squad leader is moved and cried."
Under the gaze of a group of classmates, Song Yaoyao walked out of the classroom.
Looking at this group of old classmates with open facial features and a lot of calm demeanor, Song Yaoyao almost thought that she had returned to Liyang.
Seeing that Song Yaoyao's complexion was not quite right, Shen Xun raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"
Song Yaoyao squinted her eyes, "Could it be that you guys skipped class, right?"
"Cough..."
Han Jun touched his nose, "How... how is it possible!"
He was a little guilty, his eyes flickered between his words, and he didn't dare to look at Song Yaoyao.
"Report! I didn't! I got a leave note and came out in a fair way!"
"Me too!"
"I even brought the leave slip, monitor!"
Song Yaoyao gave Han Jun a warning look, and walked downstairs with her hands in her pockets.
The mighty people behind him showed the aura of thousands of troops.
Passing by those students, they were so frightened that they hurriedly avoided.
When the person walked away, he still smacked his tongue and sighed, "Who am I going here... It's so annoying!"
"She is Song Yaoyao!"
"Is she pulling like this? It feels like going to a group fight."
They whispered gossip to those who left.
In fact, Song Yaoyao is not as attractive as the students thought.
She walked fast because she was cold.
Her stinky face is still because she is cold!
Although it hasn't snowed yet, the weather is dry and cold, and the wind blows like a knife cutting your face.
Outside the school, a certain milk tea shop suddenly flooded with thirty or so people.