Yu Huan glanced at him, looked a little bored, picked up the unopened can of iced Coke on the back table and went out.

Looking at the girl's back, Song Xinghe couldn't help frowning and shouted,

"Master Huan, where are you going, it's class!"

When this shout came out, many people looked back at the past.

For this transfer student, most of the boys are faintly curious, because although they are scumbags, they are really good-looking.

Girls, on the other hand, are more or less jealous and afraid, and of course, disgusted.

Because there are really no good rumors about her.

Smoking, fighting, and attracting bees and butterflies, mingling with boys all day long.

And this person is withdrawn and doesn't like to talk, and he has dragged down his grades in the class so much, who likes it?

Disciplinary Committee member Xia Mingwei turned around, glanced at Song Xinghe, and reprimanded,

"You still know about classes? What to shout about? ”

Song Xinghe glanced at the class, looking indifferent,

"Aren't they all talking? Why don't you manage it early? ”

"You ......"

Xia Mingwei was blocked by him, and her face was a little red.

"Okay Vivi, leave them alone."

Shen Yue, who was at the same table, patted her on the back, and Xia Mingwei took out the record sheet and crossed out the names of Song Xinghe and Yu Huan.

The penultimate is the second to the last, but it is a gregarious play!

I don't care about the ranking in the class at all, it's so selfish!

Lin Xia had just entered the door after going to the toilet, and saw that Yu Huan's seat was empty, so he turned his head to look at Song Xinghe,

"Huanhuan hasn't come back yet?"

Song Xinghe coughed,

"She snatched my iced Coke and left."

"Iced Coke?"

Lin Xia frowned,

"It's going to be class, why did you get out?"

She heard Su Ming say that Yu Huan's current score was very dangerous, and Lao Cheng had just talked to her..... Why did you skip class again.

"I don't know."

Song Xinghe didn't dare to say it, and secretly wondered if his words pierced the little brother's heart?

It shouldn't be, doesn't it mean that she doesn't write well?

As a penultimate leader, you should have such a hand!

They don't study, what do they do when they write so beautifully?

As a scumbag, you should look like a scumbag!

In this regard, Song Xinghe is not ashamed, but proud.

Lin Xia gave him a blank look,

"That's why you have this weird idea!"

Who can be proud of the bottom score?

There is only Song Xinghe, an idiot!

On the rooftop, Yu Huan leaned against the wall, opened the can of ice Coke, and took a sip.

Not long after entering the school, it was still a little hot, and the Coke can that I had just taken out of the freezer was chilling.

Yu Huan breathed a long sigh of relief, blowing the wind on the rooftop, remembering what the office mileage letter said, and remembering what Song Xinghe said in the classroom.

I couldn't help but look at my right hand again, but I only paused for a moment, and then turned my eyes to look away.

After drinking half a can of Coke in a row, the cold liquid poured into her stomach, and her fingertips touched the slightly cool jade pendant around her neck, and she eased up for a long time before she relieved the boredom and anxiety in her heart.

When she just woke up, her life changed dramatically, and even her right hand was almost useless, which made her unable to accept it for a while.

I shut myself up in my room day by day, and I couldn't even pick up a pen, let alone study.

Mathematics Olympiad... Physics competitions, those things, it's like a lifetime thing.

She never thought that she would be able to meet Gu Jing again, let alone that when they met again, the two would be in such a situation.

It turns out that unconsciously, there is already such a big gap!

The corners of Yu Huan's mouth couldn't help but pass a mocking smile, poured the last sip of Coke into his stomach, and threw the bottles and cans into the trash at will.

Standing on the rooftop, the wind blew for a while, waiting for the end of class and going back.

She nestled herself in the corner of the rooftop, leaning against the wall, and closed her eyes slightly.

After the third uncle went, whenever she was bored, she always liked to find a quiet place to stay for a while.

But after a while, I heard the pushing sound of several girls.

"Little vixen, do you know who I am? Dare to rob people with Lao Tzu? Tired of crooked you? ”

First, a tough female voice came, with a raised tone, domineering, and quite the demeanor of a social boss.

"I.... No. ”

The girl who was pushed on the ground raised her head timidly,

"I just... I just taught him two questions, and it has nothing to do with him....."

"Whew!"

The other girl looked at her with disdain on her face,

"What kind of little white flower are you pretending? The people in your seventh class have seen it, and they helped Zhao Hao bring yogurt in the morning, and they are courteous every day, and they come to Lao Tzu to pretend to be pure? ”

"I didn't...."

The girl had tears on her face, and she looked very aggrieved.

"He robbed it."