Bamboo horse is a small milk dog (14)

"Okay."

Shi Xia responded obediently and walked into the classroom.

For a moment, the noisy classroom was much quieter.

Everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on the girl on the podium.

The slightly long ponytail slipped down from the side of her shoulders, orange and red lined by the light shining in by the window, her pale little face was as delicate as jade, and there was no slightest wave in her beautiful light brown eyes, she said lightly: "Hello everyone, I'm a new transfer student, Shi Xia." ”

After saying this, she went directly off the podium and waited for the head teacher at the door.

The head teacher was a little confused when he came in, did the beautiful girls have such a cold personality?

Pushing his glasses, the head teacher stood on the podium with a smile and asked the students below, "Who wants to sit at the same table with Shi Xia?" ”

The imaginary scene of everyone raising their hands frantically did not appear, but their eyes looked at a certain position in the third row with some wandering.

The head teacher squinted.

The young man's posture is straight, the blue and white school uniform is worn on him, but there is an inexplicable sense of nobility, the snow-white shirt in the school uniform is tied at the highest one, the slender eyelashes are slightly drooping, the cold pupils are half covered, and the temperament around him is cold and indifferent.

As if sensing everyone's gaze, he raised his eyes to look at the girl at the door, his slender fingertips casually turned the pen in his hand, and said lazily: "I." ”

The rest of the class secretly suppressed the shock in their hearts.

Jiang Shi as a skipping student, from the beginning of the study showed amazing talent, the first exam directly far off the previous grade first, since then, never as the second, the Olympiad competition is directly won the national first prize, and finally donated all the prize money to the welfare institute.

It's a pity that no one dares to approach such an excellent person.

is too high and indifferent, as if there is no emotion, and the girls who want to confess dare not give birth to the mind of standing in front of him.

It's just yesterday that Jiang Shi walked on the podium after school, took off his school uniform jacket, his snow-white shirt was not wrinkled at all, his slender fingertips were lightly placed on the podium, and his drooping eyelashes were thick and curled.

The class fell silent.

He casually tapped on the podium, his beautiful eyes swept over everyone below, pulled the corners of his lips, and said in a low voice: "The transfer student who will come tomorrow..."

Everyone held their breath, thinking that the big guy wouldn't want to call someone to beat that transfer student together!

However, the young man on the stage slowly uttered the remaining two words.

"Mine."

All of them:!!!

What the?!

The big guy says the new transfer student is his!

Is this a declaration of sovereignty?!

I have long heard that the Shi family has a good relationship with the Jiang family, and the Jiang family may still be childhood sweethearts with Miss Shi Jia, but I never thought that this would directly declare sovereignty!

Some of the male classmates had heard the head teacher mention the transfer students, and the flirtatious thoughts they had had all dissipated at that moment.

Everyone knows that Big Guy Jiang is not easy to mess with!

It's even harder to mess with than Big Guy Huo!

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Shi Xia blinked his eyes, as if he knew why the boy was so sure that he and she would be at the same table yesterday.

She didn't expect her to be so unpopular in this class.

Probably because their looks don't match their aesthetics.

Silently pinched the corners of her clothes, and she was just about to walk at Jiang Shi's position when she saw him stand up and walk in her direction with his long legs outstretched.

The long figure walked in front of her step by step against the light, and the white fingertips were slightly raised, hooking the schoolbag strap at her shoulder line.

He hooked the corners of his lips, the arc of his thin red lips seemed to be a smile rather than a smile, his eyelashes were slightly drooped, and his voice was low and pleasant.

"I'm coming to pick you up, sister."