Although Yuanxiang is unwilling, what should come always has to come. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The people who received the news that Jiang wantonly wanted to return to school early in the morning had been waiting at the gate of the academy for a long time, and their goddess was finally coming back. After swallowing their anger for so long, it was finally time for them to raise their eyebrows again.

Standing on the rooftop and watching all this from afar, Jiang Zhuluo clenched her fists and itched the roots of her hateful teeth. She's just stabilized, and this broom star is here to disrupt the situation. No way! She must not let this woman continue to obstruct her eyes.

Jiang wanton, who was sent all the way to the gate of the college by the driver of the Jiang family, stepped on black leather shoes, combed a high ponytail, and the short skirt of the British school uniform was slightly blown up by the morning breeze, and the corners of his mouth outlined a still warm and sweet healing smile. Following her was Jiang Ming'an, whose face was slightly pale.

"President, welcome back." With her signature smile, Motoka looked at the girl in front of her who had already begun to resound throughout the academy without showing her name.

Jiang tilted his head wantonly and blinked cutely: "Are you, Yuanxiang?" ”

"That's right, I'm glad the president recognized me." Yuanxiang's smile widened a lot, and she looked extraordinarily sincere, as if Jiang's wanton return made her really feel comfortable.

I don't know who took the lead in the crowd, and Yuan Xiang was squeezed out of the black group like this, and no one cared about it as if she was deliberately isolated. Jiang wantonly was surrounded in the center, and responded to all kinds of gifts and cordial greetings one by one.

The smile on the corner of Motoka's mouth stiffened, and it was the first time she felt so frustrated when she looked at the girl in the crowd who could be easily embraced without making superfluous expressions. Actually, she didn't really want to be an enemy of such a strong opponent.

She had a hunch that the girl... It's not someone who can be easily solved by relying on her and Jiang Yuluo joining forces.

Just as he was thinking about it, a voice next to him recalled Yuanxiang's thoughts.

"President Yuan? What are you doing here? ”

Yuan Xiang turned her head to look and raised her eyebrows unexpectedly: "Are you Yan Siming?" ”

Yan Siming nodded, and asked again patiently: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Huh?" Yuan Xiang looked at him in surprise and asked puzzledly, "Don't you know that President Jiang will come back today?" I greeted her here with my classmates. ”

"She... It's back. Yan Siming subconsciously looked at the girl in the crowd who had been submerged and couldn't catch the figure, trying to see her face clearly, but found that it was too far away.

"That's right! Don't you know? Oh yes, you've been busy with basketball games lately, so you probably don't have time. Yuan Xiang muttered to herself, trying to attract the attention of the tall man in front of her, but found that his gaze had never been taken away since he looked at Jiang Wanyi.

She wasn't very interested in this kind of rich kid who had an indifferent personality and couldn't learn to be polite. Seeing that he didn't care about it, and he felt bored, he left with the book in his arms. For useless people, she won't waste time coping. Next, there is an uphill battle to be fought.

Although Jiang wanton was surrounded by the crowd, he had been paying attention to Yuanxiang's movements. Seeing Yan Siming take the initiative to talk to Yuan Xiang, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. With such an indifferent character, he will also take the initiative to talk to others? That girl... It's not easy.

When the bell rang for class, Jiang Wanyi finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Her and Jiang Ming'an's hands were already stuffed with all kinds of exquisitely packaged gifts, and they really couldn't spare their hands to take more.

The corners of Jiang Ming'an's mouth rose slightly, and he was in a happy mood. The girl in his heart is very loved, and she socializes better than him, who is an older brother, and he is proud of her.

Because of his short stature, Jiang was reassigned to the first row by the teacher. Obviously, the teacher likes this president who wears an aperture everywhere he goes, because Jiang's wanton grades are always superior and makes people jealous. This kind of achievement does not depend on family background, but really ranks first in each subject.

"Students, your cute and smart elder Jiang has officially returned to school!"

The class erupted in enthusiastic cheers, and the smile on Jiang wanton's lips was warm and clean, not arrogant or impatient.

"Well, I know you all like to be president. Next, let the teacher introduce the new transfer students in our class. ”

The classroom suddenly became quiet, and more than forty pairs of eyes looked at the door in unison.

The door was gently pushed open, and a cold girl walked in, who looked around and finally stood on the podium.

Yuan Xiang and Jiang Yuluo almost screamed in fear, that face, that face was exactly the same as Xue Qingqing. How dare they forget that they pushed her down the pool with their own hands! She's alive again!

No! Wrong! Temperament and taste are completely different. Xue Qingqing is the kind of girl who does not agree with her words, speaks without going through her brain, and if it weren't for her long hair, almost no one would be able to tell her gender. But the person in front of her exuded the cold air of no one else, and the eyes she had just seen were really unfamiliar to everyone in the class. Besides, no one can last that long underwater!

She, not Xue Qingqing!

The teacher smiled gently at the girl standing on the podium and said, "Come, introduce yourself to the students." ”

"White chestnut." After the girl named Hakuri said her name, she stood still without going into detail about her plans.

Her voice sounded, making Jiang Yuluo and Yuan Xiang completely let down their guard. Xue Qingqing's voice was crisp, but Bai Li's voice was hoarse, that hoarse was not morbidly hoarse, but more like a hazy voice when he woke up in the morning. It's hoarse, but it's not unpleasant.

Bai Li only briefly introduced his name, and the teacher smiled awkwardly, secretly sighing that the new classmate's temperament was rare. These rich children always have such strange personalities. Either they are irritable and disobedient, or they are clever and mischievous, or they are secretly researching some strange creations, which are called the so-called invention of new technologies. Today's children can't compare to the generation they had when they were younger.

arranged for Bai Li to sit next to Jiang Zhuluo, and the teacher secretly explained the situation she encountered to a friend she met on the Internet recently. The other end replied to her almost without hesitation: the world will change, and so will people.

Putting away his thoughts, the teacher coughed lightly and began to lecture seriously. Regardless of the noisy trivialities, at this moment, she is just a teacher for these children. She doesn't have the ability to educate them to be human beings, so she can only do a little bit to hope that they will change their destiny by learning the knowledge she imparted.

The world will always change, and people are like this world, from birth to the present, they will only remember what they are pursuing now, but they will forget the original intention at the beginning. It's no wonder that the world has changed itself, but how can it not change the world.