The boy's eyes were dark.

Hitomi Ren covered under the slender and thick eyelashes, there was a very deep and cold meaning, he held the book between his white and slender fingers, and placed it on the podium lightly, with the slight sound of the book, the classroom was completely quiet in an instant.

Even the head teacher wasn't so quiet when he was there.

Jiang Heng has an extremely cold personality, coupled with elegant and noble movements, hanging eyelashes, and beauty is beautiful, but it looks so rigorous that it is not close to people, which can't help but give people a sense of oppression.

The girl at the back table just teased the beauty of others, and the ridicule was very smooth and natural, but when she saw the real person at this moment, she shrank in the back seat and didn't make a sound.

Yun Xia squinted at the boy.

The man stood on the podium, put the book down, raised his eyelashes, and the pupils below him looked at the class indifferently.

The classroom was silent like never before.

The young man bent down slightly politely: "Hello, I'm Jiang Heng, and I'm honored to help substitute for the teacher." ”

His posture was indifferent.

The etiquette is beautiful and cold, under the white clothes is the shoulder line supported by the collarbone, the lines are cold and hard and beautiful, but they are tightly covered, and only the white neck can be seen on the collar, and the Adam's apple adds a hint of sexiness.

I have to say......

This beauty is really bewitching, just looking at it makes my heart sway, and it's no wonder that adolescent girls are crazy about it.

But Yun Xia is not interested in beauty.

She felt the familiar atmosphere, so she raised her eyebrows and hooked the corners of her lips, and looked at each other lazily.

When Jiang Heng just looked at the class, his eyes swept over her, and he passed by without pause, as if he had never seen her at all.

Yun Xia didn't react to who Jiang Heng was just now, but she received all the memories at this time, and she remembered the identity of the other party.

The original owner and Jiang Heng are barely childhood sweethearts, because the two families live very closely, the parents have a good relationship, and the two are about the same age.

It's just that from childhood to adulthood, the two of them have little to do with each other. Jiang Heng is a standard cold and good student, used to being alone, no matter how the parents joke, he is cold to the original owner, and there is no trace of the warmth of the bamboo horse to the green plum.

So after so many years, even if the original owner has the expectation of a childhood sweetheart in his heart, he has long been hit by that attitude.

She can't say that people are bad, after all, Jiang Heng is not only cold to her, but to everyone, but she doesn't give her special treatment.

Besides, such a person does have a sense of distance, and in the impression of the original owner, the young man's clothes are always clean and rigorous, and he even wears a style buckle on the neckline, and even a little collarbone is not exposed.

He goes to class every day to study, even if he has mastered the knowledge of textbooks, he is still indifferent to taking notes, completing homework, and helping the teacher with some favors, and he is really a good student who can't be more well-behaved.

Yun Xia's gaze was a little curious, staring at the slender figure on the podium.

Jiang Heng opened the book on the lectern, his fingers were beautiful and white, the knotted lines extended to his wrists, and the cufflinks of his shirt were clear. He took the chalk and wrote the board book in a beautiful font.

This is really an out-and-out three-good student, with no shortcomings at all.

The class was very quiet, only the rustle of note-taking, and a few girls in the back row held their faces, and their eyes always followed Jiang Heng.

When the class was about to end, the students obediently did the questions, and the teenager put down the chalk and walked off the podium.

When he passed by Yunxia, the girl stretched out her hand, gently grabbed the sleeve of the young man's snow-white coat, and stared at him with a pair of round eyes.