These two teenagers who have not yet lost their second-best.

Not able to complain.

...

The class division was decided before the summer vacation. The new class teacher has added the students to a group to facilitate the class teacher to ambush them and supervise the students who play with their mobile phones in class.

While taking the class teacher’s hidden account and sending red envelopes, they are all common routines and there is nothing new.

What is more fashionable is that the class teacher’s hidden trumpet posted a few jokes to count the number of students who suddenly laughed in class...

The teachers are also very idle.

The new class, the new classmates, although Mu Qian already knows that he may have to say goodbye to here soon, a harmonious class atmosphere is always more comfortable than not knowing anyone.

After saying goodbye to Zhu Su, he carried his black handbag and pushed open the front door of the classroom.

If you go through the back door for the first time, you can easily become a character that cannot attract others' attention, although the Demon King does not have to worry about this problem.

It’s neither too late nor too late, and I’m a little nervous.

He looked up, with a kind and "widely" smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed over the more than 20 men and women who had already arrived in the class, and nodded slightly.

At that time, several girls in the classroom shouted softly.

"Hey! Mu Qian!" A cheerful girl greeted her actively.

"Hello," Mu Qian responded with a smile, greeted everyone, and walked towards the boys who waved to him.

Although he is not talkative, he is still very popular.

In the morning of late summer, the sun shines through the light columns of the window, flying with dust.

The students gathered together in groups of three or three, pretending to be reading down, probably because they didn't know how to start a chat with new friends.

The girl was already familiar with her and laughing, while the girls were talking about the girl videos she saw yesterday.

Naturally, several waves of girls have shifted the topic to Mu Qian...

"Is Zhen Muqian in our class? Wow, the main force of the football team!"

"The top three of you in the grade can actually be so handsome... Let him sit in the front, it's just a benefit, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk."

"The teacher will definitely arrange for him to come later, otherwise, the girls in the class should not look at the blackboard!"

He had a very sensitive hearing, and Mu Qian didn't want to hear these words, but he couldn't install a filter on his ear.

Just pretend that he didn't hear it, but in fact he was used to other people's discussions and a little attention from time to time.

If you are handsome, there is no way.

Talking about games with a few boys is Mu Qian’s best field; he can often help others improve his game level and has a lot of black technology and tips.

In the class, more and more new classmates are coming.

Lord Demon King did not pay attention to these classmates in the class, and he naturally got to know each other over time.

Humans are social animals, and they are also irrefutable truths when they are afraid of loneliness; but not everyone needs an extremely huge social circle.

It’s often enough to have a few friends.

There was a sudden riot at the back door of the classroom. The boy next to him hit Mu Qian with his shoulder and reminded him to look back.

I almost forgot one thing, the girl who kept leaving messages to him on social software seemed to be assigned to a class with him.

"Mu...Mu..." The word "Qian" seems to be eaten.

This eighty-two-point shyness left six-point whisper, six-point excitement, and six-point gentle female voice made Mu Qian feel the urge to hold his forehead with one hand.

What is this to expand...

Xiaoling's cry was still ringing in her ears: "If a girl confesses her love, you must refuse!"

Is this a crow's mouth?

This is a crow's mouth!

Out of politeness, Mu Qian turned around and looked at the back door. There were more than a dozen girls over there, a pretty ponytail girl, who was lowering her head and biting her lips.

Behind her, more than ten small hands pushed her into the class at the same time.

"come on!"

"You can do it!"

"Prince Charming who conquers our football team! Beautiful girl!"

The girl with ponytail should have dressed up deliberately today. She had the same white shirt and school uniform. The black pleated skirt covered the hem of the shirt, making her figure that had developed to a beautiful stage and tried her best to highlight her.

She has a melon-shaped face and eyes, and a pair of beautiful girls with long legs, slender and fair legs, absolutely 100% pure and natural refusal to discount.

"That...mumu..."

Mu Qian decisively interrupted the ponytail girl's hesitation and nodded politely and smiled: "I will be in the same class from now on, so take care of me."

"Well! Take care of me! I, I will!"

The girl smiled sweetly, turned around with a red face, her steps were a little light, and she ran back to the back door with a small step.

At the back door, a group of girls held their foreheads with one hand at the same time, covering up the neat black lines on their foreheads.

Where is the future? (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!