"Is that the new girl from Class 6......"

"What are they going to do? Are they going to fight......

"Do you know each other...... Isn't that the Great Migration? The one that walked ahead. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

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Whispering or footsteps, which is clearer?

For Mu Qian, there is no difference, if he wants to listen, no matter how small these sounds are, he can hear how far away the two girls behind him are, how far away they are from each other, and how often they look at each other and turn their heads...... He could hear it too.

But he avoided the messages and made himself inaudible—like an average high school student.

At the corner of the stairs, go upstairs and slowly climb towards the roof.

The two girls in the back hesitated, apprehensive, and a little uneasy, but also had some kind of determined eyes, stepped on Mu Qian's footprints, and followed him to the territory where no one was.

Behind them, there were some curious classmates who were all in Bawang, and a few who were bold and cautiously followed behind Song Shijing and Ren Ying, wanting to know what was about to happen as soon as possible.

Mu Qian opened the iron door on the roof of the building, tilted his head to signal the two of them to come in, and closed the iron door casually.

The boys and girls who followed immediately whispered something about something......

"Two together?"

"I'm a role model!"

"Candid shooting, candid shooting, this is going to be hot!"

Usually there are few students on the roof of the building during recess, but now there are many students who want to go up and 'pretend to look around'......

Mu Qian walked to the corner of the roof, with the corner formed by the iron fence behind him, and turned to face the two girls who both lowered their heads.

Song Shijing likes to wrap her right hand around the back and grab her left arm, while Ren Ying naturally folds her two small hands in front of her, dignified and ladylike.

The eyes of the two of them staggered to both sides, because although Mu Qian's face was calm, they both felt the emotions brewing under the calm.

It seems to be ...... Anger that wants to curse......

What should I do, I feel like Xiao Qian (Mu Mu) is really angry......

"Song, Shi Jing. ”

This should be Mu Qian's first official call Song Shijing's name, which is a little unnatural and a little rusty.

"Uh-huh!"

Song Shijing subconsciously stood up straight, as if she was a little nervous when facing Sister Yu.

Ren Ying glanced at Song Shijing a little strangely, she was a little puzzled by what kind of relationship the two people had.

Mu Qian looked at Song Shijing quietly...... Although Song Shijing was a little apprehensive in her heart, she just looked at Mu Qian quietly.

Finally, Ren Ying broke the silence between the two: "Is classmate Song Shijing transferring for Mu Mu?" - if she doesn't break it, she won't have anything to do!

"Yes!" Song Shijing nodded heavily.

Lord Demon King couldn't help but complain: "I used to be tracking, but now I am directly transferring to our class, what is the next step?

Song Shijing blinked: "I'm here to better perform the task." ”

"It's like if you follow me every day, you can influence my actions!" Mu Qian's eyes narrowed, slightly murderous.

Song Shijing stuck out the tip of her tongue, took half a step back, and said pitifully: "But, I don't want to do this either, Sister Yu said that I read too little, and I also want to take the opportunity to come over to study the cultural knowledge of high school students...... Be a knowledgeable except, uh, female. ”

Mu Qian: "Keep talking." ”

"Hehe," Song Shijing simply played a scoundrel, "Anyway, my admission procedures have been completed, just let me study here, I ...... I still love to learn!"

Ren Ying rolled her eyes slightly beside her, so as to show her dissatisfaction with this coquettish girl in her heart.

How can anyone be so open-minded and coquettish to boys, or so unreasonable!

It seems that being coquettish is usually a way to be unreasonable......

Ren Ying: "Do you love to study, or do you like to disturb Mu Mu and my campus life?"

"Why?" Song Shijing turned her head to look at Ren Ying, slightly angry, "You can connect Xiao Qian with you so naturally, and say things like your campus life...... Today's high school students really don't know what life is, so they dare to talk nonsense. ”

Ren Ying sneered: "Speaking of high school students now, aren't you also a student in the sixth class of the second year of high school now? Song Shijing, learn from the same!"

Song Shijing raised her head slightly: "At least I am a student with a formal job and a salary and bonus subsidy!"

The look in his eyes was clearly saying--Scared, right?

This is definitely the weakness of students! No matter how good a high school student is, it is now up to his parents!

Song Shijing has been thinking about this trick for more than a day or two! After the 'Wednesday incident', she has been comparing the differences between herself and Ren Ying.

Through limited intelligence resources, she found out this side that Ren Ying had absolutely no way to refute!

Huh, she's so calm.

Xiao Song suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Don't you know?" Ren Ying smiled elegantly, just as the wind blew, and the ponytail and the delicate pattern of her blouse were fluttering in the wind......

"I started my business at the age of twelve, and at the age of fifteen I became the chairman of a famous group, and there should be a lot of rumors in our school, but I haven't publicly expressed it. Ren Ying took out her mobile phone, "Do you need me to prove it to you?" Song Shijing, classmate. ”

Song Shijing blinked and looked at Mu Qian.

Mu Qian nodded calmly: "It should be true, she has a very good mind." ”

"Poof!" Song Shijing swallowed back with a mouthful of blood, turned her head silently, and found a corner to squat down and draw circles......

Ren Ying put down her non-existent glasses and said indifferently: "I have always felt that personal value should not be reflected in how much wealth you can accumulate and how many employees you can hire, not in your salary income, but in whether you are satisfied with your life, achieve your own pursuit, and realize your dreams." ”

Song Shijing squatted lower.

Suddenly I felt my own insignificance and the greatness of the universe......

The first move: Song Shijing, defeated.

"Okay, I didn't call you over to see the two of you bickering," Mu Qian made a straight face, and the strong woman aura condensed on Ren Ying's body just now disappeared in an instant, and she turned into the gentle and virtuous sunny girl again.

Song Shijing stood back to her original position dejectedly.

Mu Qian: "You want to go to school here?"

"Yes," Song Shijing responded weakly, "In order to strengthen the connection with you and increase your goodwill towards our organization, I was specially placed in your class." ”

Although Ren Ying didn't understand, she understood a little, and she muttered in a low voice: "I think, I think I want to strengthen Mu Mu's good impression of you." ”

Mu Qianfeng lightly stabbed Song Shijing in the chest: "My good impression of you now is infinitely close to zero." ”

Ren Ying suddenly showed a gentle smile......

Big win!

Song Shijing bit her lip and looked at Mu Qian pitifully.

Mu Qian wanted to be hard to the end, but seeing her like this, he softened his heart a little: "I still have a good impression of you, and I can barely make me not hate you." ”

'You' refers to the Kunwu Mountain, or the group of demon slayers.

Song Shijing's face flushed, and she held her little hands behind her back, feeling a little erratic under her feet...... He said hesitantly: "If you suddenly say that, it will make me feel a little troubled." ”

"Really?" Mu Qian suddenly smiled and narrowed, his left hand suddenly raised, and Song Shijing subconsciously wanted to dodge backwards, but it didn't work, and his head was still grabbed by Mu Qian.

Mu Qian vented his anger, rubbed her hairstyle, and performed the trick he realized on top of his sister's head in the morning......

Hairstyle destruction.

"Oops, oops...... Hair messed up!"

"Do you know who is most troubled right now?" Mu Qian's voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

Song Shijing, who was ravaged by the Demon King's hairstyle, suddenly burst into tears, her troubles and this troubles are not the same thing at all......

Disheveled!

The iron door was suddenly slammed open.

"What are you doing! That tall guy in Class 6! Don't bully girls!" )