"I don't have to be so tactful if I want to praise my thin waist."

"Or, do you have any other intentions?"

Li Xingchen kept thinking about the last two words he said as if he was poisoned, which almost made him call the gender column a man when filling in the transfer materials.

She shook her head, trying to throw these out of her mind and concentrate.

After filling out various forms in the office, the head teacher explained to her a lot in detail. At this moment, class was about to end, and the teaching building was already a little restless.

The head teacher's surname is Yan, his hair is slightly silvery and he gets along with each other. Li Xingchen followed him to the new class, and the sunlight outlined her slender figure, which looked soft and well-behaved.

The Class 7 of the Arts Department she was going to was around the corner of the second floor, next to the center of the confession of the show.

Even that corner, Li Xingchen will never forget it in his life, and his soul trembled when he met those dark eyes for the second time.

From the front door of Class 7 to the back door, a row of boys stood next to the wall, all tall, Jiang Cong, with his pants in his pocket, stood on the far left of this row.

The two gazes met almost at the same time. Compared to Li Xingchen's surprise when he opened his eyes unconsciously, Jiang Cong showed a calmness of seeing strong winds and waves. He raised his eyebrows less obviously and moved his eyes away.

When Lao Yan saw them, he had a heart attack and had to do some ideological work for these bad guys who were punished.

Maybe it was because it was temporarily ignored, or maybe it was because Jiang never looked at her again, Li Xingchen was so brave that he looked at him quietly and seriously.

In comparison, his size is the highest among all tall boys in this row, without wearing a school uniform, with abstract bold graffiti printed in front of the black T-shirt and loose olive green work pants.

He hand-written his pants in his pocket, leaning back lazily against the wall, the black earrings on his ear bones were eye-catching and careless.

Li Xingchen's eyes moved and fixed on his face.

The boy has a deep three-dimensional outline, starry eyes and broad eyebrows, and a thin and sleek arc with his eyes. His nose bridge is high and straight, and his lips are thin and stylish.

This face that cannot find any shortcomings really makes the shortness of the facial features a plus.

Just now, Li Xingchen was in the mood to think about it. It turned out that his face was also very good.

It just...it looks very good at beating people and not easy to mess with.

Looking at this face that was not easy to mess with, Li Xingchen inexplicably remembered the blue edge on his waist again. She pursed her lips and showed signs of fever on her face.

What a sin... a sin...

Just as I was repenting, the bell rang when the restless teaching building, which had been restless for a long time, was shaking up and down like a seal was lifted.

English teacher Jiang Quan walked out with his textbook in his arms, nodded and signaled to Lao Yan, then glanced at the row of boys, and said concisely and to the point of "Eight Hundred-word Review", and left with curly hair.

Left Lao Yan thought to the boys in this row. After a while, he simply ordered: "Let's do this, I'm idle while standing. Jiang Cong Yanglang, Feng Cheng and Zhou Zheng, you four go to the political and educational office on the first floor to bring up the new books of our class... Hey hey... I'm talking about the four of them, why are you doing?"

"Teacher Yang Lang is too empty, I'll help him."

"Teacher, you forgot that Zhou Zheng broke his arm and leg last time when he fought. It has not been smooth yet. He can't even lift the pen..."

"My name is Jiang Cong, teacher, my mother just changed my name to me."

Lao Yan: "..."

These shitty kids...

Lao Yan sighed helplessly, waved to Li Xingchen, and led her into the class.

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Several boys went downstairs, Feng Cheng hit Zhou Zheng beside him, and smiled, "The one behind Lao Yan, the new classmate in our class? Wow, it's so serious..."

"It should be," Zhou Zheng smiled and teased: "No, don't you like big breasts and butts? Do you also eat this?"

The boy in front turned around and smiled and said, "He will never refuse anyone, all women are OK."

"Hahaha, pass it on and pass it on! Feng Cheng likes the sow!"

"Go to you." Feng Cheng went to kick him, and the boys laughed and scolded him.

When Jiang Cong, who was in the front, he smiled so seriously that he didn't look serious.

These people appeared in the Political and Educational Department at the same time. Teacher Cui, who was on the Political and Educational Department, was shocked, "Why are you doing it again?"

Jiang Cong was quite polite, so he shouted a report, followed by a group of reports.

"Teacher Cui, get the book."

Oh, I'm going to receive the book... Teacher Cui breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him with lingering fear, and pointed to the ground, "Your class is there, count it yourself."

"Thank you, teacher!"

"See you next time!"

"..." Teacher Cui thought to himself, "It's a good thing to see you here...

A group of tall and tall boys came in a mighty manner, and walked away with books.

It’s two weeks since the school started, and the new textbooks have been almost released. There are not many people gathered together this time. Two people are still empty-handed, so how can they come back?

Jiang Cong was carrying a stack of books, Yang Lang held his hands empty and hooked his shoulders. The two of them were talking nonsense and preparing to go upstairs.

At this moment, a roaring shout suddenly appeared on the second floor: "Brother Cong, you have it!!!"

With this roar, the whole noisy building was quiet for a second.

Jiang Congye was quiet for a second and looked up at the man: "?"

Yang Lang was happy, "What are you calling for by this guy?"

Jiang never spoke, and continued to raise his foot and walked up, but suddenly he thought of those clear and clear eyes. The girl squatted beside his legs and looked up at him, silly.

He pulled the corners of his mouth in an unknown way, and could not be seen.

The boy who shouted that loudly waited at the back door. When he saw him, he grinned and pointed inside, "Brother Cong, you have a deskmate."

"What am I going to think of you? I thought you had fallen from my brother's child." Yang Lang took the lead and looked in.

He had long recognized this new classmate, and the girl who took off her pants, had to be said to be really beautiful and could inspire people's desire to protect themselves.

Through the window, Jiang Cong looked towards his position, at the innermost part of the classroom, the second to last row, his eyes fell on the thin silhouette.

Maybe this vision was too strong, Li Xingchen noticed it, stuffed his schoolbag into the desk, and looked over.

Two eyes met in the air.

After a few seconds, the other party still retracted his gaze first.

Li Xingchen couldn't help but look at the empty seat next to him, remembering the attention and whispers that the teacher said she had just asked her to sit here.

It wouldn't be so coincidental if you have such appeal...

Because he was busy posting new books, the class was particularly noisy. The person in front handed the book to Li Xingchen. Taking advantage of this, he couldn't help but look at the new classmate with curious and envious eyes.

The girl's skin is white and bright, and there is no flaw in her distance. She has beautiful and agile eyebrows and eyes, long black eyelashes, and delicate facial features like a porcelain doll.

The soft ponytail hangs down, and the ends of her hair are placed on her thin shoulders, bent into a curve, and the whole person exudes an indescribable gentleness and tranquility from the inside out.

This is even better than Ke Manman of Class 9...
Chapter completed!