After self-study in the morning, Lin Jing went out to smoke a cigarette, and when he came back, he saw that the seat next to him had changed.

It's not the stupid tablemate with a simple mind and well-developed limbs, but a soft and glutinous little girl.

She wore a light purple short-sleeved dress today, revealing two tender white arms, and her long black and thick hair was tied into a ponytail and spread over her shoulders.

She is sleeping soundly on the desk at the moment, the whole person is soft and glutinous, and she wants to bite it when she looks at it.

So, he couldn't help but step forward and kick it.

And someone, asleep, thunder can't move.

Lin Jingshi's expressionless face made up for it again, the table shook for a while, and Yu Huan looked up blankly.

"Ah, class?"

Lin Jing felt a little funny, the tip of his tongue against his cheeks, holding his pocket with one hand, not like a ruffian,

"It's class, what are you doing in our class?"

Yu Huan rubbed his eyes, he didn't feel like he was being grabbed at all, but he was still a little sleepy-eyed, and his voice was soft.

"Wen Chu wants to change seats with me, anyway, it's history class, sitting in the back row, I can't recognize it."

And just after the start of school, there are so many students in one class, and the teachers haven't recognized them all.

Lin Jingshi smiled in a low voice,

"You're quite bold."

Yu Huan picked up the thermos cup very casually and took a sip of water.

"Then I'm praising me?"

Lin Jingshi: ".........."

Did he praise her?

But after a while, the history teacher with black glasses walked in through the front door, and the whole classroom gradually quieted down.

Yu Huan looked at the boy lying on his stomach on the side, his skin was very white, he didn't tan much in military training, he had a pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes, his eyelashes were dense and long, the bridge of his nose was straight, his thin lips were crimson, and he was slightly closer, with a little smell of mint tobacco.

Don't say anything else, just look at the looks, it's amazing!

Yu Huan couldn't help but start slandering, Wen Chu couldn't think about it, let go of such a superb product in his hand, and went to find Fu Han's cold stone!

After a while, the sound of a history teacher lecturing came from the podium. UU Library

The school has just started, and the history teacher is still unclear about the temperament of the students.

When his eyes swept over Gu Jing, who was sleeping on the table, a trace of anger suddenly crossed his eyes, and he knocked on the multimedia with the whip, making a clanging sound.

"That classmate in the back row, wake me up!"

For a moment, everyone turned their heads to look at the back row.

And the person who slept on the table still fell asleep without moving.

The history teacher was so angry that he slapped the table again, with an angry face,

"The female classmate next to you, call you up at the same table!"

For a while, everyone's eyes were locked on Yu Huan's body.

Then, they found out something terrible.

The girl sitting next to the big guy is the new school flower of the sixth class of the province one and the sixth middle school?!

Why is she here?

Although it has just started, Wen Chu and Yu Huan are quite famous in the sixth middle school, one is because the two of them are good-looking, and they were sent to the forum to compete for the position of the sixth middle school colonel.

What's more......

The former is famous and has offended many surrounding bigwigs, and many people know this overlord flower.

And the latter, who is beautiful, studies well, looks gentle and soft, and is approachable, goddess!

It's just that this goddess, when did she come to their class?

Still sitting next to the big guy?

The moment the history teacher spoke up, many people secretly sweated for Yu Huan, for fear that the big guy would not go well and make her blood splash on the spot.

Under the watchful eye of everyone, Yu Huan stretched out his hand and poked the person beside him.

The boy who was sleeping on the table opened his eyes, a pair of peach blossom eyes with fatigue, a low voice, and a little lazy in the tail note,

"Something?"

Yu Huan blinked, and let out a soft voice,

"The teacher asked you to listen to the class."

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