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"Don't say yes, but no matter who you're with, remember to be careful, you're too special. ”

"Thanks for the reminder, but you don't need to care so much about me in the future. "Be careful, she lives carefully every day, but she never lives the way she wants, with her current situation, what's the use of being careful?

"Habitual. ”

"Get rid of your habit and think it's for me. ”

Lowered his eyes and said to the open textbook on the desk, and there was no response from Nangong Yi in his ears for a long time, Luo Ying mustered up the courage to raise his head and meet his eyes. "Promise me. ”

"I do my best, and I hope it will be as you wish. ”

A happy smile bloomed in front of her eyes, and Luo Ying moved her lips to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

He looked as happy as if he had received a task from her that he couldn't ask for, leaving her inexplicably speechless.

As soon as he stepped into the classroom door, he saw Nangong Yi standing next to Luo Ying's desk, Xi Yuan walked forward slowly, and glanced at Han Yilan by the way, Miss Han's mouth was really pouting enough to hang a teapot.

The class bell was ready to ring, Xi Yuan walked quickly to Nangong Yi, who was standing next to Luo Ying and couldn't move his steps, and reminded him to prepare for class, but Nangong Yi probed him with a sharp gaze. Fortunately, she hadn't done anything bad, and if there was any ghost in her heart, she would probably be frightened by his warning eyes.

Be all abroad.

Xi Yuan muttered in her heart, smiled at Luo Ying, and sat down calmly in her place.

"The grouping of the experimental class has been adjusted!" The girl who stepped into the back door of the classroom saw that the class leader posted the new grouping information of the experimental class on the bulletin board, and immediately shouted loudly.

Hurry up and see if Luo Ying has been assigned to the group of Han Yilan and Nangong Yi, if Han Yilan secretly makes a ghost and deliberately lets Luo Ying and her be in the same group, it will be troublesome, Luo Ying will not be tortured by her to the point of being inhuman.

Fortunately, Luo Ying is in a group with her and Jiang Bin, while Han Yilan is in a group with Nangong Yi and Zhou Qianqian.

Zhou Qianqian usually flatters Nangong Yi openly and secretly, but this time it's miserable, Han Yilan is ready to stage a trick of killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys.

I don't know if Qianqian will tremble when she sees this new grouping, thinking that Qianqian is much stronger than Luo Ying, Luo Ying doesn't take Han Yilan in her eyes, not to mention Qianqian, it seems that this "bloody rain" is inevitable. It's okay, as long as it doesn't hurt her good friend Luo Ying.

The snipe and the clam compete for the benefit of the fisherman, which does not refer to being able to get Nangong Yi, but to being able to live a quiet life, so it would be good. However, Han Yilan is also a drunkard, not drinking, no matter what she says, she will keep an eye on Luo Ying, and she still has to be careful in the future.

"Sakura-chan, the experimental team has been regrouped, and the two of us are in a group with Jiang Bin. ”

Xi Yuan's soft voice entered her ears along with the class bell, and Luo Ying nodded lightly. "Qianqian was assigned to Han Yilan's group, right?"

"Wow, you're so clever!"

"Huh...... I heard Ye Yi and Linlin talking just now, and I didn't hear it clearly, so I'll confirm it with you. ”

"Hmm. During the whispered exchange, the teacher walked into the classroom with the textbook, and Xi Yuan motioned for Luo Ying to quickly turn around and sit down.

Turning around to meet the eyes of the history teacher who walked to the podium, Luo Ying raised a well-behaved smile, as if she had sworn to this history teacher who could easily read the minds of others that she would definitely listen to this class well.

The whole class knew that this history teacher was an "immortal", and everyone honestly hid all the careful thoughts in their hearts and forced themselves into the historical world described by the teacher.

But halfway through the class, the students who should be distracted were all distracted.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The history teacher rolled up the textbook and knocked on the podium three times, Zhou Qianqian was startled, and hurriedly came back to her senses and stroked a strand of long hair on her chest, pretending to be in a state of listening to the lecture all the time.

As soon as Han Yilan came, she secretly made small moves and transferred the experimental classes in the class to groups, which was really hateful. However, she is really confident enough to dare to divide her and Xiao Yi into a group, even if she is Xiao Yi's fiancée, the concubine has no intention of having a lover, she Zhou Qianqian has the opportunity to marry into the Nangong family, not to mention, she is no longer his fiancée. As far as this matter is concerned, she really has to thank Luo Ying, thank Luo Ying for letting Xiao Yi and Han Yilan dissolve the marriage contract, and thank her for not liking Xiao Yi, if Luo Ying also likes Xiao Yi, she really has to work hard. She is not like Han Yilan, who hates and opposes whom Xiao Yi is close to, she Zhou Qianqian just wants to do who Xiao Yi likes, and she also likes whoever she likes, starting from his friends, and being together in the future, in order to be with him and be his virtuous helper. Don't look at him being so good to Luo Ying now, as if he really loves her, but who knows if he is using Luo Ying, Luo Ying's family's industry has become bigger and bigger in recent years, so big that it can gradually be compared with the Nangong family, and even some products have compared with the Nangong family, so Nangong Yi suddenly treated Luo Ying like this, eighty percent of it was not sincere, and it was really not worth her to take it to heart.

History teacher Jiang Tao was lecturing with nine distractions, most of the students under the podium were listening carefully to the class, and even Luo Ying, who usually had the most thoughts, was listening carefully to the class and taking notes. When he heard the voice of student Zhou Qianqian, the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook. This little girl can analyze, and her ideas are mature enough, and she is much stronger than Han Yilan no matter what.

He has always been curious about Nangong Yi's feelings for Luo Ying, so that he can transfer to his current school for her, but Nangong Yi's heart has never been heard by him. It seems that when Nangong Yi saw him for the first time, he knew that he had this special ability to hear the voices of others, so he had been deliberately wary of him and did not reveal any information to him that should not be revealed.

The math teacher and the history teacher privately adjusted the class, and took two history lessons in a row early in the morning, and Luo Ying's heart was tired enough.

At the end of the difficult second period, the history teacher walked out of the classroom, and the students in the class breathed a sigh of relief. The next class is a Chinese class, the class teacher's class, and it's okay. The next two classes were dance lessons, and they weren't any better.

After happily finishing the Chinese class, everyone rushed to the art building. Before the last dance class ended, the dance teacher said that this class was teaching classical dance, and the girls rushed to the dance studio with the boys who had changed into the same color dance clothes and pants as the girls after changing into the ancient red and black long skirts with wide sleeves and waists, and half coiled their hair.

When everyone stepped into the dance studio and saw Mr. Jiang, the history teacher standing next to the dance teacher with a horizontal flute, they were all stunned, and they all said in unison: This Lao Jiang is simply a ghost!

"In ancient times, women danced, what kind of dance are we boys going to learn?" Seeing Teacher Jiang smiling on the side, the boy in the class, Jian Xin, asked the dance teacher with a little displeasure.

Knowing that someone must have raised such a question, dance teacher Jiang Yan smiled brightly. "Of course, whatever the girls dance, you can dance along. ”

"Huh?" the boys were depressed, and they could only look at the girls who were laughing with disgust.

"If you don't want to dance, you can, there is a horizontal guqin in the classroom next to it, and a guzheng, which will be used for the music later, if you can play the piano and play the guzheng, you don't need to jump, only for boys!"

"Can you let me take a look at the score?" Nangong Yi was the first to speak, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Let's get the opportunity not to dance first, let him follow this group of girls to dance those twisting and twisting dance steps, it is better to let him kill himself. Although he hasn't touched the piano for a thousand years, his piano skills are still there.

Teacher Jiang Yan applauded his volunteering with satisfaction. "No problem, I made a copy of the piano score, and put it next to the guqin, you can go over and have a look at it now, and I will ask two classmates to come over and move the piano table with you later." ”