"Look, that's a transfer student from the second class of junior high school, isn't it beautiful!"

"I think it's more beautiful than Colonel Cheng. ”

"I also think it's more beautiful than Cheng Xiaohua. ”

"What is it called Cheng Xiaohua, it should be changed to Song Daxiaohua. ”

"Be quiet, Miss Cheng, you dare to discuss, be careful of being troubled. ”

……

Song Qiao walked on the way to class, and she could naturally hear everyone's discussion with excellent hearing. However, she didn't care about the name of the so-called school flower, so she just listened to these voices.

But not everyone can afford not to care. For example, the other protagonist of the crowd's discussion.

Cheng Cheng is the only daughter of Vantone Real Estate, one of the leading real estate companies in the city. After giving birth to Cheng Cheng's daughter, her mother damaged her body and could no longer have children, so she was extremely fond of her. The only daughter who has been pampered naturally has developed an arrogant and domineering temperament.

Everyone's discussion has continued since Song Qiao's transfer yesterday, and Miss Cheng is a little unbearable.

"Song Qiao, you stop for me!"

Song Qiao didn't hear it and continued to move forward.

"I told you to stop me, did you hear me!" Cheng Cheng trotted to catch up and intercept her in front of Song Qiao.

"You're looking for me?"

glanced at Cheng Cheng lightly, he looked good, but his whole face was a little ugly because of jealousy.

"When Miss Ben calls you, you should stand still obediently and pretend you didn't hear anything. ”

Cheng Cheng raised his chin, quite a little contemptuous.

"Well, I didn't really hear you call me, only a few dog barks. Song Qiao said innocently.

"Poof. ”

Hearing someone laughing, they both turned their heads at the same time.

The person who came was so beautiful that he couldn't argue, a pair of peach blossom eyes were incomparable, if he accidentally looked at him, he would fall into the peach blossom pool and sink. This person is none other than Su Jing, Song Qiao's front table.

Seeing the person coming, Cheng Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Su Jing, look at it! This slut bullies me! You help me clean her up!"

"Am I familiar with you?" Su Jing glanced at the person in front of him with disgust, and turned to look at Song Qiao: "Back table, class is almost late, let's go in together." After speaking, he didn't forget to blink his peach blossom eyes.

"Well, okay. ”

"Hey, don't be so reluctant. ”

"We're not familiar yet. ”

"Let's talk about it. ”

“……”

The two directly ignored the arrogant someone and left together.

Leaving someone alone in the same place, the itchy teeth are helpless.