"It's almost summer vacation, what are your plans?" Ren Jialin has been holding Yan Qinqing intimately to the classroom, and many boys along the way are staring at her, but they don't notice it.

Yan Qinqing is huge now, and she really doesn't like to be noticed, but Ren Jialin is beautiful and has a good figure, and it is also appropriate to be liked by adolescent boys, so she can only endure it.

"I'm going to go on a trip." Ever since Yan Qinqing saw Song Qingqing's body, she has been pondering this matter, finding a city with no acquaintances for the summer vacation, and then let's talk about losing weight.

Anyway, Song Qingqing's parents now have the financial resources to support her arbitrariness.

"It's good that your family is rich. You don't have to go to cram school. Ren Jialin's mood fell, she sighed, and her eyes showed envy and sadness, "My family can pay for me to come to this high school, and I have done everything I can." I still have to go to cram school in the summer, and I have to get into the best university to repay them. ”

Yan Qinqing knew that this high school not only accepted children from wealthy families, but also accepted students with excellent character and learning.

Students like Ren Jialin, who are admitted by themselves and rank high, will also save part of their tuition, which is already very discounted.

Song Qingqing entered this school all by money, although her grades are not bad, they are not top-notch, they are just a midstream level.

If you can enter this high school, you must pay double the tuition, and one semester is enough for Ren Jialin's tuition for three years of high school.

But that's it, Ren Jialin said in front of Song Qingqing that his family was miserable, how short of money, how expensive this school was, and he had to be promising.

Song Qingqing will have a strong sense of sympathy, but Yan Qinqing will not.

Before she could answer, Ren Jialin continued to speak to herself, her tone was very melancholy, "It would be nice if I could also travel." Pity...... Ay. ”

Here, that's the tone.

When Song Qingqing wants to do something, such as shopping for clothes, such as going to his own restaurant to eat, such as buying supplies, Ren Jialin once he knows.

Always use if I can ...... too In this tone, Song Qingqing will definitely answer, "It's okay, we are best friends, and I will pay for it." ”

Yan Qinqing settled the accounts for Song Qing, and this kind of stupid behavior of paying the bills for others added up, and she had already spent at least 10,000 yuan for Ren Jialin.

Even if Song Qingqing's parents have a family background of tens of millions, in Yan Qinqing's opinion, this is also a loser's behavior, not a righteous friend.

"After all, you want to be admitted to the best university in the country, and you should go to cram school." Yan Qinqing didn't answer her words at all, and replied in a tone of concern for her friends, and her eyes narrowed slightly with a smile.

Of course, it was mainly because of the fat, and when she smiled, the flesh on her face hid her beautiful apricot eyes, and only two slits remained.

Ren Jialin held her hand and tightened it slightly, and quickly let go of her hand apologetically, "I'm sorry, did it hurt you?" I get a headache at the thought of tutoring. ”

"It's fine." Yan Qinqing breathed a sigh of relief, and finally threw herself off, and she was about to sweat from her chest.

Ren Jialin smiled at her, walked straight into the classroom, sat down at her desk, and began to organize her books.

Yan Qinqing walked to the desk by the window, took out the books in her schoolbag, and squinted at Jing Mochen in front of her, just looking at the back, she felt that he was flashing.

It's really worthy of being a school grass, but it's a pity that when she came in, she was carefully observing Ren Jialin's expression, and she didn't have time to take a look at Jing Mochen's face.

The real person should be more handsome and good-looking than Song Qingqing remembers, right?

Yan Qinqing feels that whether it is a boy or a man, to be handsome, he must meet two points, the first is handsome, and the second is good temperament, so he is really a handsome guy.

As soon as she took out the English textbook for the first class, Ning Anyan lowered her head and entered the classroom, her eyes swept over Jing Mochen and Ren Jialin, and sat beside her.

While taking out the textbooks in his schoolbag, he asked in a very subtle voice: "Why didn't you stand at the door and watch today?" ”

Yan Qinqing knew what he meant, Song Qingqing always stood at the door of the classroom, looking at Jing Mochen while looking for some topics to chat with Ren Jialin.

When he talked about the teacher, he would come to his desk, just to take a few more glances at Jing Mochen.

Yan Qinqing is not this kind of stupid girl in adolescence, she is now full of weight loss and is thinking about other things.

With a casual shrug, his eyes were on the window, "I can see it every day, and I won't die if I don't look at it anymore." ”

"It's a pity that the summer vacation is coming, and I won't be able to see it for two months. What to do, what a pity. Ning Anyan learned her tone, covered her mouth with a book in a weird way, and said this.

Before Yan Qinqing came, Ning Anyan asked about Song Qingqing's summer arrangements, but she didn't answer what she asked.

Although his voice was very subtle, his rough voice seemed to be a little loud, and the classmates at the front and back tables who seemed to be reading carefully laughed.

Yan Qinqing glared at him unhappily, seeing the surprise on his face, obviously he didn't expect his voice to be so small that he could also hear it at the front and back tables.

She rolled her eyes at him, no longer bothered him, lowered her head and flipped through the book, she hadn't touched a textbook for ten years, what should I do about the exam.

Ten years is enough to forget a lot of things, not to mention the ten years that are still busy surviving, and the only instinct left is to fight.

Even if there is Song Qingqing's memory, Yan Qinqing is so worried that she becomes irritable, why is she not directly possessed during the summer, and she has to face the final exam!

When the class bell rang, Yan Qinqing closed her eyes and recalled Song Qingqing's memories of learning, and tried to avoid Jing Mochen, who was full of thoughts.

The classroom fell silent, and the hallway sounded footsteps and stopped by the door, and a muffled laugh rang out before the class stood up to salute.

This laughter could be heard that its owner had a refreshing and nice male voice, and he seemed to have seen some beautiful scene, so he laughed sullenly and coughed lightly.

Yan Qinqing opened her eyes and finally understood what this person was laughing at.

Xiao Zexiao stood in front of the podium, his eyes seemed to be looking around the whole class, but his eyes swept over her all the time, with a happy smile on his face.

Wearing rimless glasses, a tall figure, wearing a shirt and trousers, he looks polite, and his delicate face looks sunny because of the upturned corners of his mouth.

Yan Qinqing gritted his teeth and saluted as the others got up, and when he sat down, he saw that his gaze swept over him from time to time, and he couldn't wait to throw the textbook in his face!

Now it's okay, there is no need to look for him on the Internet, but the hard thing is that he is now a teacher.

In these days, it is not a good thing for female students to be too close to male teachers......

What's more, she also needs this teacher to help her pursue true love, and this task is really enough to think about.

Yan Qinqing was still having a headache about the weight loss of this body, and now she still has a headache about Xiao Zexiao's identity as a teacher.

"Hell yes! Lin Yan is in a good mood today? Ning Anyan lowered his voice and muttered when Xiao Zexiao turned around to write.

The sound of words resounded in the classroom, overpowering his voice, but Yan Qinqing, who was sitting next to him, heard it clearly.

Yes, this Teacher Lin Xiao was a well-known Lord of Yama before, and he was so strict that he wanted to die.