It's too late, I'll post a chapter of the rest first, and I'll replace it tomorrow, QAQ

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She has tried her best to persuade that if the new classmate still suffers, she can't be blamed for not saving her when she sees death.

It's just a pity that the good-looking face.

Chen Miaomiao, who was mildly face-controlled, sighed in her heart and turned around, while Song Yao just listened to those words and left them behind, and then threw herself into a new round of study.

As for the Jiang Chi in Chen Miaomiao's mouth, Song Yao didn't see a trace until after school.

Maybe it's a habitual offense, the teachers of all subjects are in class as if they don't know anything, and they go to class in a decent way, and no one asks where they are.

After an ordinary day, Song Jin got up and put the review materials into his schoolbag, carrying the backpack with one hand, like an invisible person, pouring into the flow of people coming home from school.

The original father, that is, Father Song, their family is not in Yuncheng, because they are afraid that Song Jin will be bullied in the new way, so Song's father dragged the brother in Yuncheng to take care of Song Jin, and they are also at ease.

Song Jin held a piece of paper and muttered: "Villa No. 3 in Jin District." ”

Tsk, villa, it seems that Dad's brother is still a local tyrant.

He pressed his tongue on the roof of his mouth, and his fingers tapped on the phone case, he doesn't have much money on him now, and his original net worth is not rich, so he can save some if he can.

So Song Jin opened the navigation and walked to find the Jin District in the address.

The midsummer nights are long, and the sunset on the horizon is still hanging in the west, colorful and dazzling.

The more remote he went, Song Yao frowned, and he suspected that the navigation was broken.

He raised his hand and slid the phone, but the phone screen didn't react in the slightest.

Song Jin rubbed his eyebrow bone, this is a broken navigation, this is broken with a mobile phone.

At this time, he raised his eyes and realized that he was standing in a relatively remote small street, the narrow street was messy, and there seemed to be a commotion in the depths.

Song Yao paused, and he raised his eyes to look not far away.

He had good eyesight, and at a glance he could see that there was a group of people gathered there, divided into two groups, and guessed that it was going to be a group fight.

Song Jin was not interested in getting involved, so he only glanced at it hastily, and when he was about to leave, his eyes drooped slightly, and he saw a person, a relatively unique teenager.

The boy was good-looking, wearing a black shirt and slim trousers, leaning against the wall with a long body, a cigarette between his white fingers, and a cloud of mist.

He stood in the noisy crowd, exuding an aura that was out of place with his surroundings, so Song Jin could catch him at a glance.

Until, the young man's fingers moved slightly, snuffed out the cigarette butt, seemed to be a little irritated to look at the other side, and made a sound, dragging it badly: "**, do you want to fight or not?" ”

Song Yao: "......"

Sure enough, you can't just look at your face.

He buckled the strap of his schoolbag and was about to turn around, but suddenly met the young man's wolf-like fierce eyes.

He paused, I don't know if it was an illusion, he seemed to see the black studs on the young man's earlobes, shining in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Song Jin finally paid for a drop and went to Jin District.

The unfamiliar environment always makes people panic for no reason, and the young man folded his legs very calmly, closed his eyes and began to think about the next road.

It is the first semester of the second year of high school, and there is still some time before the college entrance examination, so there is plenty of time to study.

As for the target university......

Hearing the arrival reminder of the driver's master, Song Jin opened his eyes, paid the fare, and got out of the car.

I added in my heart: The target university, let's decide on Tsinghua University first. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.