Chapter 20: Becoming at the same table

At this time, there was silence in the seventh class of the third year of high school, and only the sound of Su Qiao speaking.

The crowd still hasn't reacted.

Ceramics is still reminiscing about what happened just now.

And Lan Xinghe wondered if he had seen the girl just now.

"Teacher Su." Jiang Buwen stood at the door of the classroom and shouted.

Qin Shi was standing behind Jiang Buwen, his head lowered, and only Jiang Buwen in his eyes.

Su Qiao first looked at the door and was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Ahem, these two are new students in our class, let the two students introduce themselves first." ”

It was rare for all the students to look at the door in unison, it was the girl just now, and the boy, just now I only paid attention to the girl with a strong aura, and now look at this boy, it must be too good-looking.

Damn it.

Now the school flowers, school flowers, and school grass are going to be replaced.

They subconsciously looked at the ceramic blue galaxy again.

One stared at Jiang Buwen and didn't move.

The other lowered his head as if thinking about something.

Jiang Buwen turned his head to look at Qin Shi.

Qin Shi instantly understood, took the lead and walked forward, stood still by the podium, and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Qin Shi." ”

The voice was still a little hoarse, but the volume was just right for everyone in the classroom to hear.

After speaking, he bowed.

Excellent manners.

Jiang Buwen stepped forward to stand beside Qin Shi and said, "Jiang Buwen." ”

Simple and crude.

A big guy is a big guy.

When Lan Xinghe heard these three words, he quickly raised his head.

I guess it's just the same name.

How could that man come here.

She hadn't seen that person, but that person's name was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, after all, it was too famous.

Who doesn't know that the third lady of the Jiang family is extremely arrogant, and no one pays attention to it, and rumors about this person come out every three or five times, either beating the young master of someone's family, or making trouble.

But not many people have seen her true face.

This guy never attends any parties, banquets or anything.

Even if you see it, you can't remember what it looks like......

"Qin Shi, you can sit over there, Jiang, you can sit there, your textbooks will be available later, so you can take a look at them with the classmates next to you first."

Su Qiao raised his hand and pointed to the position.

There are only two vacant seats, which are next to the ceramics and the blue galaxy.

Because no one dares to sit.

Su Qiao didn't have much to say...

After all, she can't afford to mess with them.

Now she finds that the new girls are even more difficult to mess with.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Su." Qin Shi opened his mouth and said.

He took his sister's share with him.

Qin Shi walked to the last row, pulled out a chair, and sat down, next to him was the ceramic.

He thought for a while and said, "Hello, my name is Qin Shi." ”

Ceramics came back to his senses and asked with a smile, "What do you have to do with that new young lady?" ”

"Hmm...... She's my sister. Qin Shi replied honestly.

"Oh...... Can you give me your sister's contact information? Ceramics looked expectant.

He was curious about the girl.

As for the terrible scene just now, he didn't remember it for a long time.

There are no nasty emotions either.

After all, the girl is so good-looking.

Lan Xinghe is not wrong, he just likes beautiful women.

Who doesn't love that.

Qin Shi lowered his eyes and said, "I don't have it." ”

There was a hint of coldness in his tone.

Anyway, I'm a little unhappy.

Ceramics don't believe it.

But I don't care, I can still ask for it in the future, so I said, "You can call me Brother Porcelain, I will cover you in the future, and report to me Brother Porcelain if you encounter anything." ”

Qin Shi nodded as if he understood.

Jiang Buwen pulled out a chair and sat down, took out his mobile phone, lowered his head and opened the phone, there were several messages.

Scratch it open.

"Ahem... That one... I'm sorry..."