'This slut ......'

Sitting on the seat several rows away from Ning Yu, Wang Yiwen looked at the girl who would never talk to him as long as he didn't take the initiative to talk to her, and at this moment he was smiling gently, and his cheeks were still with a faint flush of taking the initiative to talk to Su Yan, and the jealousy in his heart burned like a flame!

Originally, he was already very dissatisfied with the head teacher's forced change of his position.

But he thought to himself, he and Ning Yu have been at the same table for so long, she should always like herself a little, right?

She doesn't need to go to Teacher Wang and ask her to change his seat back, just after class, she comes over and says a word to herself, and he will feel happy and relieved.

As a result, Ning Yu not only ignored him, but after two recesses, he chatted with the transfer student named Su Yan very happily.

Could it be that she has been at the same table with her for so long, and she really doesn't feel anything for him?

Even, Wang Yiwen suspected that Su Yan knew Ning Yu's identity, so he would try his best to transfer to another school, the purpose was to be with Ning Yu.

What is Ning Yu's identity?

Her sister is the president of the Ning Group, and her mother is the chairman of the Ning Group.

You can imagine how many boys want to be her boyfriend.

Because with such a girlfriend, the future is not at all worried.

Moreover, even if she doesn't talk about her identity, Ning Yu's appearance is very beautiful, with two small dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiles, which is a rare cute type among girls.

Since the first year of high school, his academic performance has always been stable in the top five of his grade, and he has never fallen, which can be described as excellent.

That is, his identity as a prince is not bad, and after becoming the same table as Ning Yu, he can dispel the minds of other boys and make them dare not make a move on the girl.

But Su Yan, a person who had just been transferred, actually directly took his place, and quickly won Ning Yu's favor.

He can't accept it!

Wang Yiwen stared at Su Yan's back with an ugly face.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear his name, the expression on his face instantly converged, revealing a faint smile, and naturally when he heard the sound, he saw the two girls sitting in the front row of him, looking at something.

So, Wang Ziwen stretched out a finger and gently poked a girl's back, and slid it lightly on it, which instantly stimulated her to turn her head.

"What's wrong?" the girl's face was slightly red, very shy, just pretending to be calm.

In this regard, Wang Ziwen smiled disdainfully in his heart, kept a faint smile on his face, and asked, "What are you looking at, I want to see it too." ”

If he hadn't heard his name, he wouldn't have been interested in what these two men were looking at.

"This ......"

Hearing this, the girl looked embarrassed.

'Real ink!'

Wang Ziwen's face showed a hint of loss, and said, "Can't you show me......"

"Look, of course you can. ”

The girl panicked instantly, and hurriedly handed a piece of paper in her hand from under the table to Wang Ziwen.

At this moment, the teacher on the podium noticed the movement here, walked over quickly, and asked coldly, "Who are you talking to?"

The girl's face changed directly, and after standing up, she lowered her head and quietly glanced at Wang Ziwen, and found that the latter was a little discolored, and the look in her eyes seemed to be pleading, she seemed to have gained great courage, puffed out her chest, and said, "I'm talking to myself!"

"Huh. The teacher sneered violently and said, 'Good one's self-talk, then you can also perform self-talk in front of your parents.'

As for now, get out of here!'

The girl left the classroom with a bitter face.

In this regard, the prince's face did not change, and he did not feel the slightest guilt in his heart.

Do you really think that if you help him take on this responsibility, you will thank or like her?

No kidding.

When the teacher returned to the podium and restarted the topic, Wang Ziwen looked down at the A4 paper with many pictures printed.

There are three big characters at the top - school grass list.

Wang Ziwen chuckled, feeling a little complacent in his heart.

No wonder his name is pronounced.

Because he is the number one on the school grass list.

Since I entered the school in my first year of high school, it has always been.

Of course, there are no boys who look better than him, but he always can't finish a semester, and he will transfer schools inexplicably.

A hint of coldness flashed in Wang Ziwen's eyes.

Who let those boys who are better looking than him also think of the idea of beating Ning Yu?

He was just letting them transfer schools, which was already merciful.

While thinking like this, Wang Ziwen looked at the list, and then his eyes suddenly widened.

Because the one who ranks first on the school's grass list is Su Yan, who just transferred today!

Wang Ziwen almost endured it, so that he didn't let himself scream angrily in class.

He looked up, put the paper in the drawer, and tore it to shreds one by one.

After class, Wang Ziwen didn't say a word, and slowly lay on his desk, his body trembling slightly.

When everyone saw this, they knew that he was crying, and many girls came up to comfort him, but he ignored it at all, hoping that Ning Yu would comfort him.

As a result, he naturally didn't wait for Ning Yu, but a group of boys surrounded him and coaxed softly: "Ziwen, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Ziwen raised his head at this time, revealing a pair of reddened eyes, looking very pitiful.

He choked up, "Nothing...... I was just...... It's a little uncomfortable to be separated from Ah Yu......"

Hearing this, someone burst the grievances for him: "That's it, Ziwen sat next to Ning Yu and sat well, and Teacher Wang directly asked him to change his seat, why?"

Wang Ziwen shook his head, sobbed slightly, and said with a forced smile: "It may be that classmate Su Yan has just transferred, and the teacher wants Ah Yu to improve his academic performance." ”

"What academic performance do people who can transfer schools in the third year of high school talk about?

Ziwen, let's teach him a lesson for you. ”

"No, you can't bully new classmates. Wang Ziwen instantly 'panicked' and hurriedly waved his hand.

"Ziwen, you are just too kind to be bullied like this.

He's robbing you of your place like this, so of course I'll have to give him a little bit of color. ”

"Then don't go too far, just teach him a little lesson. Wang Ziwen whispered, it seemed that he was still very unbearable.

"We have a sense of proportion, and we will do it when we go back to the dormitory at night!"

"Come, wipe your tears. ”

Wang Ziwen took the tissue and slowly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, but a chill quickly flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Ning Yu belongs only to him, no one wants to snatch it away!