Chapter 4

The messenger is a girl in the same class.

I don't know Jiang Fuyue very well. Anyway, the original owner doesn't have this character in his memory.

I don't know whether her voice was loud or intentional. In short, the roar was so loud that when Jiang Fuyue got up and went out, countless gossip eyes followed closely.

"Ling Xuan..." a girl was stunned and whispered, "what did he do with Jiang Fuyue?"

In the corridor.

Ling Xuan looked at the girl in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned.

The small face with palm size, the skin is snow-white, the tied horsetail reveals the smooth forehead, a pair of peach blossom eyes, the water waves are rippling, cool and transparent, and the moment you look at him, it seems to be with a magical attraction, fashionable and attractive.

"What's up?" Jiang Fuyue only glanced coldly at the other party's over focused look.

I have to admit that this is really a handsome boy. He is tall, white, thin, flat shoulders and long legs. Even wearing the most ordinary school uniform, it is difficult to hide his self-confidence.

I just didn't expect that such a grumpy person like the original owner would like this kind of style.

But on second thought, it's not surprising that the more things you don't have, the more people yearn for them.

"Jiang Fuyue?" Ling Xuan returned to his mind and put away his momentary gaffe.

But one night, why is this woman like a different person?

"What's the matter?" she asked again, with a hidden impatience between her eyebrows and eyes.

Ling Xuan raised her eyebrows. This reaction

Oh, that's interesting.

"I came to tell you that I have a girl I like, so I can't accept your confession. I'm sorry."

The tone is sincere, the attitude is sincere, and even the expression of guilt is quite in place.

Unfortunately, the unabated volume exposed his blatant malice.

Jiang Fuyue glanced at the eavesdropping crowd who were agitated by the startling gossip at the door frame, and her eyes suddenly cooled.

Ling Xuan seems not to notice, but still plays a graceful young man who is confessed and falls into distress, and even refuses so gently.

Jiang Fuyue looked at him, and suddenly pulled out a smile: "it's just a bet. I didn't expect you to really believe it?"

Three are evil and seven are cynical.

The young man was stunned.

The melon eaters looked at each other.

And Jiang Fuyue has turned back to the classroom, which is called a light wind and light clouds.

In the afternoon, a gossip spread like wildfire and spread all over the second grade of senior high school in just a few hours——

Jiang Fuyue in class 3 bet with others and ran to confess to Ling Xiaocao. Unexpectedly, Ling Xuan took it seriously and specially ran to the door of others' classroom to refuse face to face.

"Er... Only I think Ling Xiaocao is a little embarrassed?"

"Don't panic, brother, and me."

“+1”

“……”

“+10086”

"It seems impolite for a boy to refuse a girl's confession in front of so many people."

"According to the saying upstairs, anyone who comes, as long as it's a woman, runs to confess to lingxuan that he must promise, otherwise it's impolite?"

"Hehe, I finally saw how the gang Jing replied today. Please see clearly. What I emphasize is' in front of so many people ', okay? The school is so big, why do you have to say it at the door of the classroom? Just say it. Is it difficult to keep your voice down?"

"Ling Xuan certainly has something wrong, but Jiang Fuyue is even worse. She bet on such a thing. Instead of being attacked, Ling Xuan was accused. What's your brain?"

“……”

The campus forum has never lacked heat, especially related to the school grass, but in just a few hours, the building was hundreds of floors high.

There are those who help lingxuan and those who belittle lingxuan, but Jiang Fuyue is not mentioned.

The main reason is that this man has too much bad reputation. It is the so-called that too much debt does not pressure the body, and the dead pig is not afraid of scalding.

Ling Xuan is different.

As a famous school grass, or a sophomore college bully, this person is a high God. He is looked up to and worshipped. One day, the god suddenly fell to the ground. Can't you be excited?

Jiang Fuyue hooked her lips, stuffed her mobile phone into the hole in the table and looked up at the blackboard.

Well, this physics class was pretty good.

……

Class 1, grade 2.

"Lying trough! Do these people have shit on their heads? Instead of scolding Jiang Fuyue, they accuse you instead?"

The boy held his pen and suddenly looked up: "do you think she came to tell me because of gambling?"

Uh

"Isn't it? I can't because I like you?" Sun Cheng blurted out without thinking.

Ling Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly: "why?"

"Ah? What? Why?"

The boy's jaw tightened and his eyes flashed seriously: "why can't you like me?"

No kidding. He's really asking questions.

Sun Cheng's expression was strange: "just like Jiang Fuyue? Will she like others? Eh..." he suddenly shivered and goose bumps went straight out, "unimaginable."

Ling Xuan frowned.

"Besides, you two don't have much in common. Haven't you even said a few words? She has no reason to like you. Well, although you are the school grass, I feel Jiang Fuyue is so tugging, and her eyes should be different from ordinary people..."

Lingxuan understood why everyone believed Jiang Fuyue.

Because——

This girl is terrible.

"No, ah Xuan..." Sun Cheng reacted and stared, "you shouldn't have any trouble with her..."

Lingxuan's eyes suddenly sank: "never."

"Yes, you certainly don't like this kind of girl. Do you care about this post? Do you want me to black it for you -" Sun Cheng made a move to wipe his neck.

"Ignore it." it's just a group of boring people.

Just Jiang Fuyue

He always feels strange. Yesterday, the girl who summoned up the courage to stand in front of him, lowered her eyebrows and eyes, blushed and timid to say the words "I like you" is really the same as today's girl who has cold eyebrows and eyes and who will fight against him?

The tension and shyness inadvertently revealed by Ling Xuan was familiar to him, as were the female classmates who confessed to him.

I can't pretend!

So, what exactly does Jiang Fuyue want to do?

The opposite? To show your uniqueness?

Or play hard to get and arouse his interest in her first?

Ling Xuan was thoughtful. He knew he wouldn't throw the love letter. He should open it

"By the way, ah Xuan," Sun Cheng suddenly said, "have you finished the competition prediction paper given by Lao Xu? I haven't thought out the last proof question for a long time."

……

Physics teacher is a "middle-aged Internet addict" who loves surfing the Internet.

As soon as the post of the school forum came out, he was quietly peeping at the screen. It is inevitable that he paid more attention to the "heroine" Jiang Fuyue in class in the afternoon.

This attention is amazing. The last one is actually listening to him carefully?

Yu Wenzhou thought that he had to give xuezha a chance to make progress, and then ordered Jiang Fuyue to answer the question.

Hey, that's right!

"Mr. Jiang, keep going! Ollie, give it!" after class, Yu Wenzhou walked past her and accidentally dropped such a sentence.

“？”

This is the last class. Jiang Fuyue put away her schoolbag and hung it on her shoulder. She was blocked before she went downstairs.

Looking at the fat girl in front of her, she smiled.

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