Chapter 5

"Little short leg, what are you talking about? Just say it if you are jealous of others."

A boy at the table next to Jiang Yumeng pushed and kicked Jiang Yumeng's leg in a dry tone.

"Bah, she is your goddess, not mine. If you like her, it doesn't hinder me from not liking her."

Jiang Yumeng was like a lion with its hair blown. He was waving his teeth and claws.

"You girls are small-minded. Lu Jiayue is so excellent. Are you blind? I think you are jealous that others are better than you."

Xu Hanyu immediately felt unhappy.

Lu Jiayue is recognized as a goddess and the white moonlight in the hearts of most boys in the middle school.

"Look, a girl more beautiful than Lu Jiayue is sitting behind me."

Jiang Yumeng was very unconvinced, and then turned to look at Lu Qingyi and said.

Lu Qingyi is very beautiful, and her appearance is far away from Lu Jiayue.

"Beautiful, isn't it class 20?"

Xu Hanyu said with a smile.

He appreciates Lu Jiayue not because of her high appearance, but mainly because of her versatility.

Versatile girls are always very welcome.

Lu Qingyi looked at the two people with a headache and frowned.

She likes quiet rather than lively.

"Lu Qingyi, someone is looking for you."

A class soon passed. Just after class, the door of class 20 became noisy.

Lu Jiayue, who never appeared at the gate of class 20, miraculously appeared at the gate of class 20 today.

Her dark hair was scattered around her waist, a White Tulle dress, and a faint smile hung around her mouth.

Pure and lovely.

"Hello, everyone. I came to see my sister. You should take care of her in the future."

Lu Qingyi walked out impatiently and heard Lu Jiayue's witty and lovely words.

Her voice was sweet and her eyes blinked playfully.

"My God, the goddess smiled at me."

"Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh."

"So gentle and lovely, I love you."

"Never looked at the goddess so close."

"I was fascinated by the way I laughed."

The students of class 20 discussed it without taboo.

Lu Jiayue wore a sweet smile from beginning to end.

Lu Qingyi was a little agitated.

"Sister, are you out?"

Seeing Lu Qingyi, Lu Jiayue showed a big smile. She intimately came forward to grab Lu Qingyi's hand.

Lu Qingyi quietly dodged.

"Sister, how do you feel in class? Is there anything inappropriate? Do you feel strange?"

Lu Jiayue chattered as if she didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"You are very busy?" Lu Qing Yi yawned.

"Ah? Sister, it's okay. I know you haven't read high school. There must be a lot of maladjustment in going directly to senior three. But it's okay. If you have anything you don't understand, you can come to me. I'll be class 1 upstairs."

Lu Jiayue's voice is full of care, but she also looks like a good Chinese sister.

Didn't you go to high school?

Straight to senior three?

A group of people in class 20 were stunned, and their strange eyes fell on Lu Qingyi.

Although they have poor grades and don't like learning, they read from the first year of senior high school to the third year of senior high school anyway.

I haven't heard that I jumped to senior three without going to high school.

If it's a rare genius, it's all right, but Lu Qingyi came to the recognized poor class in No. 1 middle school.

"My God, should my ears be all right?"

"No, I went to senior three without going to high school?"

"I seem to know something."

The people of class 20 said more and looked at Lu Qingyi with a touch of contempt and curiosity.

Lu Qingyi picked her eyebrows. Her sister is very powerful. Seemingly caring words, they are actually revealing her origin to the people of class 20.

Oh.

"Sister, you must study hard. It's better to have a high school diploma than to go out to work now?"

Lu Qingyi didn't speak, and Lu Jiayue was still chattering.

Going out to work now?

Oh, No.

Class 20 seems to know the truth.

Lu Qingyi didn't study in junior middle school and went out to work. Now he is arranged by his family to get a mixed graduation certificate from No. 1 middle school?

"I'll go. I can't believe it."

"The results of Jiayue goddess are so good, and Jiahao's results are not bad. Their sister can be so bad."

"It seems that Lu Qingyi didn't inherit smart genes."

"Very happy, isn't it?"

Lu Qingyi never cares about other people's eyes. Some things are used to.

She leaned close to Lu Jiayue and whispered in her ear.

immature.

"Class is about to begin. I'm going back to the classroom. Remember to find me when my sister has something to do. I'm in class one."

Seeing that the class time was coming, Lu Jiayue was willing to leave. She stressed her class again.

Class one, class twenty, one sky and one earth.

Show off?

Lu Qingyi suddenly smiled.

Lu Jiayue turned and left. The sweet smile soon disappeared on her face and was replaced by a contemptuous smile.

Lu Qingyi, I won't let you have a good time in school.

Since she was sensible, the Lu family has only one daughter. Lu Qingyi is just a "poor relative" who comes to Lu's house for one night every year.

Mother is very indifferent to Lu Qingyi and always turns a blind eye. Although there was care in his father's eyes, it was very few.

Her parents don't like Lu Qingyi, which also leads to her dislike of Lu Qingyi.

In particular, Lu Qingyi's more beautiful face than her and her cool temperament.

Sometimes she really wants to tear Lu Qingyi's face.

"Lu Qingyi, are your grades really poor?"

"Lu Qingyi, what do you think of working outside?"

"Lu Qingyi, it's not easy to mix in society?"

"Well, what have you done?"

"No, even if you don't study, you can't go out to work?"

Lu Qingyi carelessly walked back to his seat. The classroom exploded and chattered endlessly.

There are goodwill, contempt, sympathy and curiosity

It's noisy. I have a headache.

Lu Qingyi pressed his temple impatiently: "shut up."

The noisy classroom became quiet in an instant.

Lu Qingyi's voice was clear and cold, revealing a sense of coercion, as if a bad child met a strict teacher.

Calm down students, you look at me and I look at you. They look confused. Why do they calm down?

Why did they listen to Lu Qingyi?

Why are they so good?

"Why did I just have the feeling that the teaching director was caught?"

A boy said weakly, with some uncertainty in his tone.

They can not be afraid of the subject teacher and the head teacher, but they are still afraid of the teaching director.