After a pause, she walked to the side of the class leader Ge Nanxian: "Leng Bingling, this is our class leader Ge Nanxian, if there is anything you are looking for him." ”

Leng Bingling lowered her head and took out a pack of tissues from her schoolbag, pulled out a tissue, raised her hand to put the hair on the right side of her face in her ear, lowered her head and wiped the desk, her eyelids did not lift, and she let out a casual "um".

The slightly bowed side face is more refined.

Almost all the boys in the class turned their heads to look at her secretly.

Wen Nan walked back to the podium: "Okay, everyone hurry up and review well, we will take the exam today and tomorrow, I hope you will get a good score in the exam." With that, she left the classroom.

Phoenix Middle School routinely takes the exam in the second week after the start of each semester.

The three words of the opening exam frightened them, and the whispering classroom suddenly fell silent, and the sound of turning books remained in the classroom.

Leng Bingling finished wiping the desk and put the dirty paper on the table, took out a clean paper towel from the new, wiped the chair again, glanced at the paper towel that wiped the chair, clean, or white, she just picked up the paper towel that had just wiped the table, the two paper towels were grouped together, pinched hard, tilted her head sideways, looked at a trash can in the corner of the podium with half-squinted eyes, raised her right hand and waved it hard, the tissue was out of her hand, a high throwing arc, and it was accurately thrown into the trash can, and the gesture of throwing paper towels was more beautiful than throwing a 3-point basketball, Chic, Cow B.

Sitting in the last place in the sixth row, Zhang Nuan, who was sitting next to her right hand, just raised his eyes from the sea of books to look at her, collected the wonderful scene in his eyes, and exclaimed in surprise: "Wow...... Pretty. Stretched out his left hand and gave a thumbs up, shaking it under Leng Bingling's nose before withdrawing it.

Leng Bingling turned her head to look at her, this classmate had a beautiful baby face, and at first glance it was the type she liked, cast a smile on her, and then sat down.

Unhurriedly, he took out an original English fantasy novel from his schoolbag and placed it on the table to look at.

Qin Huai, who was sitting in front of her, turned his head to look at Leng Bingling, opened his mouth, closed it, and then opened and closed it again, repeating this action five times, and after a few seconds, he gently tapped the desk next to her novel with his fingers.

Leng Bingling didn't seem to hear or see, her eyes were still on the magic novel, and that look seemed to tell the classmates in front of her that she was completely addicted to the magic novel.

Qin Huai couldn't help but knock on Leng Bingling's desk again, cleared his throat before opening his mouth and said, "Hello! Leng Bingling, my name is Qin Huai, and I am the sports committee member of the class. ”

Leng Bingling is used to this kind of accosting and harassment in the classroom.

She lifted her eyelids unhurriedly and glanced at the classmate in front of her, a little human, with good facial features and a little dark skin, it should be a classmate who loves sports, and the class of the sports committee is well deserved.

Leng Bingling's expression was a little lazy and casual, and she was very reluctant to squirt out a "um" word from her nasal cavity, lowered her head again, and continued to read her magic novels.

Qin Huai didn't seem to be very happy with her "um" word, raised the back of his hand and continued to knock on her desk.

Leng Bingling raised her eyes, moved her lips, and her voice was like a trickle of spring water, "Classmate, the morning reading hasn't finished yet." ”

Qin Huai: "......"

Leng Bingling retracted her gaze, and as soon as she threw herself into the magic novel, her right shoulder was tapped.