Chapter 611

Those three boys have always been VIP customers in the back sleeping area. Today, for the first time, they came to the first row, which was obviously dragged by He Xian.

There is only one vacancy for Fu Shuang. Didn't you mean to avoid her?

Li Kexin glanced at Hexian in a complicated mood, bowed her head and walked to the back without saying a word, and casually found an empty seat to sit down.

Zhang ChuChu wrinkled his nose at He Xian to show his dissatisfaction: "be kind. Remember to take our share in the future. You see, this person is full, and we can only separate."

He Xian grinned: "I must keep a place for you. Isn't it late today?"

Zhang ChuChu snorted and took Wang Hui away.

Wang Hui looked at Zhao Liming and realized that he Xian deliberately left only one place for Fu Shuang and didn't want to sit with the three of them.

Wang Hui saw through but didn't tell. She smiled and left.

Not long after sitting down, the teacher came.

There were only two classes in the morning. He Xian sat straight. Although he couldn't understand many places, he was very serious at first glance.

Fu Shuang immediately felt very happy. After the first class, he sent a message to Chaohe's family group.

"Ah Xian listened to the class very carefully today!"

In order to facilitate communication, he Feng personally invited Fu Shuang to join the family group.

The old man replied at the first time: "really?"

"Yes, yes, good performance!"

"That's good. I'll rest assured. You two study hard and just tell Grandpa what you need."

"OK, class is coming soon. Talk later."

He Xian looked over his head and stared curiously at Fu Shuang's mobile phone screen: "why?"

"It's rare that you did well today. I can't give you publicity?" Fu Shuang joked with a smile.

He Xian looked at the dialog box of the family group and felt as if he had drunk honey. It was called a Meizizi.

Fu Shuang appeared in the family group of his family, how to see how harmonious.

It would be great if she could really join his family!

Hector side, over his head, arms, and his head bent at the frost, "frost, you are my grandpa's eye liner now. Whenever and wherever possible, you can call me a little report."

"The old man is so kind to me, so trust me, and hand over the heavy responsibility of supervising you to me. I can't seriously complete the task?"

"Well... It's a long-term task. It won't be finished in a moment and a half. What should I do?"

"Take your time. No one expects you to become an independent president or entrepreneur in three or two days."

"I mean, do you want to think about joining the he family and becoming the he family..."

Before he Xian finished speaking, the teacher cleared his throat and made everyone quiet and ready for class.

"What are you doing?" Fu Shuang turned to look at him with a faint doubt in his eyes.

He Xian was a little sad and grinned: "class, listen to class first."

I almost said my true thoughts. Fortunately, the teacher interrupted at the right time, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Sitting in the first row is too eye-catching. All the teachers in the school know that he Xian and Fu Shuang are the only rich second generation among the students, especially He Xian, who donated a library.

The teacher saw he Xian sitting in the first row, which was the Xueba special area. Naturally, he wanted to give him a chance to express himself. Of course, he asked him a question.

He Xian, who was called by the roll, stood up, looked at the teacher with an ignorant face and was speechless.

The teacher's heart thumped: "Mr. He Xian, what do you think of this question?"

He Xian smoked at the corner of his mouth. He couldn't understand what the problem was. What else could he think?

He Xian replied, "I don't quite understand."

The teacher quickly turned to Fu Shuang and wanted to give her a chance to perform and rescue He Xian: "what do you think, Fu Shuang?"

Fu Shuang stood up awkwardly and looked at Hexian.

"Report to the teacher, I don't quite understand."

There was a roar of laughter.

Hexian and Fu Shuang have a distinguished family background, huge wealth and proud appearance. Everywhere they go, they are the focus of attention.

But at the same time, people inevitably have different views on them. They think that the rich second generation with strong family background is embroidered pillows, a bag of grass and no goods in their stomach.

Sure enough, as soon as the teacher asked a question, both of them revealed their secrets.

At the critical moment, Li Kexin took the initiative to stand up and rescue: "teacher, I think this problem should start from..."

After a long speech, the students' laughter soon quieted down.

Fu Shuang's head was dizzy. He couldn't help but secretly doubt life. He whispered to him, "ah Xian, can you understand what Kexin said?"

He Xian shook his head straightly.

Fu Shuang lowered her voice and sighed: "I feel that Kexin is not in the same class as us."

He Xian shrugged and couldn't help looking back at Li Kexin.

This girl still has some strength. She's not the one with big chest and no brain.

"Li Kexin's answer is very comprehensive. It can be seen that he has done a good job in preview before class and review after class."

The teacher nodded approvingly, then motioned Fu Shuang and he Xian to sit down, comforted and encouraged.

Fu Shuang's face turned red. He Xian was thick skinned anyway. It doesn't matter.