Jiang Ruofu walked into Xuanban's lecture room and took the bookcase from Xiaoyu's hand.

And Jiang Ruofu carried the bookcase to the lecture room, but Jiang Ruofu's hand was light as he walked.

She looked back and saw that it was Wen Qingcen who was looking at her with a smile and lifted the bookcase for her.

Jiang Ruofu remembered what Wen Guqi had said the day before, and his face sank.

She stretched out her hand,

"Young Master Wen, I'll do it myself."

Wen Qingcen didn't pay attention to what she meant, just looked at her, his eyebrows were still so affectionate, and the restraint in his peach blossom eyes was still moving.

It's just that Jiang Ruofu suddenly felt that his eyes were cold.

Whether it was because he wanted to win over the Jiang family and got close to her.

Wen Qingcen has no flaws.

It's like I really like her.

It's just that she knows very well that she has only met a few times, and she has a good impression of it, and it is extremely difficult for her to fall in love at first sight.

She didn't think that the appearance she saw Wen Qingcen for the first time could attract Wen Qingcen's attention.

I don't believe that just a hurried glance like that can really make Wen Qingcen come directly to the door to propose.

Wen Qingcen deliberately paid attention to Jiang Ruofu's dress, and saw that Jiang Ruofu was dressed normally today, not as plain as before.

He smiled, and with a sly smile,

"Sister Ruofu, you look so good today."

There was a glittering light in his eyes.

The young man's scorching heat jumped to jump into people's hearts.

Jiang Ruofu was indifferent,

"Thank you."

Wen Qingcen put her bookcase down, and he lifted the curtain to go to the seat on his side.

But when he was lifting the mat, he suddenly looked back at her.

The eyes are full of reluctance.

It seems that he wants to take advantage of this short moment to carve her into his eyes.

The ears of the bamboo curtain swayed on the back of his hand, and he cramped,

"Jover, that's... I passed. ”

Jiang Ruofu did not answer, nor did he shake his head and nodded.

However, Wen Qingcen smiled shyly, and his handsome face was thin red.

He lowered the curtain, still looking at her through the curtain from time to time.

Jiang Ruofu didn't feel uneasy before, but now he has a feeling of sitting on pins and needles, and he can't turn a blind eye anymore.

Before, she could still do her own thing as if she didn't see it at all, because she didn't take it to heart, and it was better to go with the flow than to think about it.

But now, in the face of that seemingly affectionate and hot eyes that are actually hypocritical, she only feels like dozens of thorns are densely covered with dozens of thorns on her body.

Not only is it uncomfortable on the body, but even the heart is like a needle prick with no place to rest.

I thought that Wen Qingcen was on a whim, maybe he would be able to wake up after a while.

But I didn't expect that this was not a whim at all, but a long-awaited and long-term plan.

Treat her as a barter exchange to get what they want from the Jiang family, but if the Jiang family can't sit firmly in this position of internal history in the future, she won't end up much better.

Now, how affectionate Wen Qingcen is to her, how affectionate she will be in the future.

Once she is of no use, she will abdicate and give up this position to the next person who is more suitable to be the wife of the head of the house.

It may be the daughter of Neishi, and it may be the daughter of Shaofu.

All kinds of collusion may even go beyond this, no matter whose woman it is, as long as it meets the Wen family's interest exchange requirements, she will be courted in a high-profile manner like her.

So now it doesn't matter if the person who is being proposed is her or not.

As long as the Wen family proposes to the Jiang family, it is enough to conclude this kind of interest negotiation relationship.

In the past ten years, what she has experienced is superficial bullying, jealousy, dissatisfaction, and disgust on the surface, but in fact it is what she sees. There is no honey-bellied sword yet, a set in front of the face, and a set behind the back.

It's just because she has the value of being used now.

So some people began to calculate and deceive her with the simplest lies, and she was also coaxed around.

She had never encountered such a thing when she was in the body of the son.

It's all because no one dares to make a mistake in front of him.

The two of them, one is respectful, the other is humble, one is because the identity is too noble, no one dares to bully, and the other is because it is too humble and has no use value, so no one deceives.

She's the lowly one, so now she's going to be easily toyed with and exchanged for when she's useful.

All it takes is a little lie.

Jiang Ruofu clenched the pen in his hand.

Wen Qingcen's gaze still lingered on her.

It wasn't until Mama Du came to class that all the male students walked out of the lecture room to go to other classes, and Wen Qingcen reluctantly left.

Jiang Ruofu felt that the gaze that had been staying on her body had finally disappeared, and she let out a long sigh of relief, and her back, which had been straight, finally relaxed.

Mama Du left her homework last time, and she is checking them one by one at the moment.

"Jiang Lanqian."

"Be humble and respectful, put others before yourself, and be kind inexplicably."

Jiang Lanqian smiled lightly, confident,

"If there is evil, there is no excuse for forbearance, and if you are always afraid, you are a humble and inferior person."

Mama Du nodded and motioned for her to sit down.

"Jiang Ruofu."

Jiang Ruofu looked up, Mama Du was looking at her, and Jiang Ruofu hurriedly stood up.

Mama Du asked,

"Today's son is a general, the soldiers and the soldiers eat it by dividing the grains, and the son is alone day and night, why not?"

Jiang Ruofu was ready, but suddenly heard this sentence but did not react, this sentence was extremely unfamiliar.

She was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Ruofu clenched the book tightly, his eyes were slightly confused,

It didn't seem to be the content of yesterday's class, and she didn't know where that phrase came from.

Facing Mama Du's inquiring gaze and the long silence in the lecture room, she could only stubbornly say,

"The student doesn't know where he came from."

Everyone looked at Jiang Ruofu one after another, and some didn't believe that someone would not know the source of this sentence.

There was mockery and contempt in everyone's eyes, and they even looked at each other and laughed in a low voice.

Mama Du frowned,

"Miss Seven doesn't know this sentence?"

Jiang Ruofu nodded stiffly, and she could feel the mocking and sneering gaze that fell on her even more.

She lowered her eyes and didn't lift them again.

Just bow your head and don't say a word.

Mama Du's face sank a little. road

"If you don't know, go back and take a good look at "The Legend of the Daughters".

"Ladies and gentlemen, you should pay attention to the common women's books, you have to read them, not just the women's fourth book."

"Here, the book should not be mentioned again. There are all stories in it, which should be familiar to the young ladies when they were children. ”

Mama Du had no smile on her face, very serious,

"If you can't answer it now. I'm afraid your position is a little dangerous. "Home

Mama Du didn't look at Jiang Ruofu when she said this, but Jiang Ruofu was like a man's back.

It is even more burning on people's faces than Mama Du's direct criticism by name.

She pursed her lips and lowered her head, looking at the lines of ink on the book.

His face couldn't help but burn slightly, and he was embarrassed and embarrassed.

There are only two rows behind Jiang Ruofu.

If you retreat, you will sit with the most side of the Jiang family and sit outside the five generations.

No one has been pushed down yet.

If she is punished for this, she will be the first to go down.

And it went straight to the outermost edge.

In the past few days, several sisters of four or five generations have gone up one after another, and the farthest they have gone is Jiang Ruofu.

But no one walked from the front to the back, and according to this ranking, she might have to fill the positions of those Jiang family sisters who were at the most marginal.

Her own foundation is worse than others, although she has studied a little, but she has never entered a private school.

My aunt could only teach her as much as she could, but my aunt's knowledge was limited after all.

Now it seems that although she has not missed her recent schoolwork, she is still far worse than others.

Others are familiar with it, and the knowledge that she already knows by default may not be what she doesn't know.

In class, she also often sees everyone smiling or nodding in approval, or a very simple look, or banter or cunning.

But she didn't understand what it meant.

She understood that there might be an allusion, a story.

But she understands, but she just doesn't know what it is, and can only observe the tacit understanding and understanding of others.

It seems that it can't fit in no matter what.

As long as she pays attention to the main courses of poetry and books taught by Mr., she can still find them, but those incense tasting, riding and archery, and tea making courses.

But she knows everything and basically can't keep up.

Others are already very proficient in burning incense and ashes, tasting incense and enjoying cigarettes.

She didn't even know how to place the spices.

Mr. is just a word that everyone can understand, and she has to think about it many times and ask a few people before she can barely understand what Mr. means.

At this moment, Mama Du's face couldn't see joy or anger, but said lightly,

"Miss Seven, sit down."

There was no punishment and no heavy words.

But she stiffened and sat down under the curious and inquiring gazes of everyone.

She had some heart palpitations, and her fingertips were slightly cold.

She thought she didn't care about Mama Du's disappointment, as well as the contemptuous and mocking eyes around her.

Actually, I care.

And this is the first time she has faced the gap between herself and the normal girls around her.

What seemed very simple to others, she had never even heard of it.

Mama Du asked her this question, maybe she even thought that this question was simple, she was enlightened later than other girls, and she had not gone to clan school, so she had the intention of letting her go.

So I didn't even ask about what I had learned before, but instead asked a story that other girls were already familiar with.

But with such mercy from her subordinates, she was still speechless.

Jiang Ruofu looked at the handwriting on his book, and he didn't know why, but his nose suddenly became sour.

The wind picked up, blowing low laughter and whispers all around.

Obviously, it was a common voice of secretly talking and chatting, squirming, unclear, but at this moment, Jiang Ruofu felt that it seemed to be talking about her.

It's like mocking her for being born stupider and more humble than others.

I don't even know such a well-known allusion.

Smile generously and point.

Jiang Ruofu clenched the pen and forcibly held back the tears, and his blurred vision gradually returned to Qingming.

She clenched her pen, ignoring the gazes that still looked at her.

Continue to read your own book.

But those words couldn't get into her head anyway.

Just looking at it, but there's no way to see it.

Mama Du smoked several girls in succession, and they all answered fluently.

One of them performed extremely well in yesterday's class, and Mama Du made an exception for her to be promoted.

Originally, it was also a side line of the third generation of the Jiang family, but now it is sitting in the position of the second generation of the Jiang family.

is equivalent to Jiang Shuyun's direct cousin.

Jiang Wanrong put her book in the front position.

There was irrepressible joy in her eyes, and Mama Du also looked at her approvingly,

"Since the beginning of the class, Miss Wanrong has been outstanding, and yesterday's quiz was also among the best, and she spoke well. Although there is no big test yet, but Miss Wanrong's performance has been very satisfactory, after every three tests, I will choose a girl who performs the best in these three tests, the scores of the three tests are added to the score, and the best one is selected among them, Miss Wanrong is the winner who was selected this time, so you Miss Jiang can not relax in your study on weekdays, and your performance and test results will be taken into account, this time it is her, and there will be others next time. ”

"Do you understand?"

The hearts of the people were excited, and this was nothing more than telling them.

They have more opportunities!

In the past, it was only said that the big test affected the ranking, and there were five big tests in total, which was a few more opportunities for those who sat in the front, the second and third rows.

But for the back rows, it is undoubtedly cruel.

The sixth row has to go to the first row, and you must not make mistakes in every exam to have a chance to get on the table.

But those who are second and third, this time it doesn't work, and there will be a next time.

There are so many more opportunities than they do.

The girls on the edge have always been soft-spoken in the school, and they dare not speak out.

I'm afraid that if I come out, I will lose even the five opportunities that I can't miss this time.

But now, even a small test can give them a chance to get on the top.

This means that the girls in the back row of them have a lot more opportunities.

Twenty-four quizzes can give you eight more chances to get on the top.

How can this not be exciting!

Not to mention the girls in the back, even the first two rows are quite excited.

If you can have a few more chances to fight in, you won't make a few mistakes, and if you don't have a chance, there will be no possibility, which everyone hopes.

Jiang Ruofu looked at the book quietly.

It seemed that the slightly noisy whispers, the pleasant atmosphere, were completely separated from her.

She was the only one reading the book by herself.

The others were beaming, smiling and talking enthusiastically, as if some festival had passed at the same time, and the corners of everyone's mouths couldn't help but bend upward.

She seemed to be repelled by this joy.

The more opportunities to move forward, the more opportunities to retreat.

When everyone else is sharpening their heads and moving forward, her problems will be exposed, and the disadvantages of not having a solid foundation will become more and more obvious.

Jiang Ruofu's fingers were cold.

She picks up the lamp every day and reads late at night.

Every day, I hurried to memorize these newly learned contents, smelled the fragrance and fell asleep, and felt dizzy when I fell asleep, and practiced archery against the target so that she blistered, and the test results were only hovering in the middle and lower reaches.

And then increase the number of times everyone competes.

She probably had to retreat again and again.

Retreat to the back to see the backs of the crowd.