Yingluo supported her cheek with one hand, raised her eyelids slightly, and seemed to be smiling, "Then you say, if I rob Jinyu of what she likes, what will she do to me?" ”

"Then she'll probably go crazy and find a way to kill you." Han replied earnestly.

Yingluo sneered, her eyes curved into crescent moons: "Then I want to rob Jinyu, and I have to jump sideways in front of her repeatedly, and finally kill her with my backhand." ”

Han Qi was no longer surprised by Yingluo's dangerous thoughts, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only applaud silently.

……

Under Sheng Yang's black-box operation, Yingluo successfully entered the school, and was also assigned to the second and third classes of high school where Jinyu was.

When she introduced herself, she smiled softly and obediently: "Hello everyone, my name is Sheng Lingling, and I hope to be good friends with you in the future." ”

Most of the boys covered their chests, saying that this was too cute and couldn't bear it at all.

Half of the girls showed disdainful expressions, and the sour taste of jealousy simply flew out of the sky.

Only Jin Yu sat in the last row, his slender white fingers flipping the pages, the sun shining on his neat side face, so beautiful that it was not like words.

From beginning to end, he only raised his eyes slightly to look at Yingluo, and he didn't even have an expression, and everything around him had nothing to do with her.

Yingluo was assigned to the first row.

To be honest, she didn't like the position.

During class, the teacher's spit is easy to spray over. When it came time to wipe the blackboard, the entire seat was shrouded in dust.

The most important thing is that she can't understand what the teacher is talking about at all, but she still has to take notes carefully and pretend to study hard.

In the last five minutes of math class, the teacher suddenly wrote a few questions on the blackboard and asked the students to answer the questions on their own and hand in their homework books before the bell rang.

Yingluo's position was so conspicuous that she glanced at her table and received a death stare from her math teacher.

She pursed her lips and patted the transparent slapstick on her shoulder.

Han Qi woke up in his sleep, looked around him, and understood what was going on.

If Yingluo wants to copy, she naturally wants to copy the best.

The best in this class is none other than Jinyu.

Han Qi shook his legs, flew to Jinyu's side, memorized all his answering steps, and then flew back to Yingluo's shoulder, teaching her how to write little by little.

The homework book was handed in, and the teacher was very satisfied with Yingluo's answer, but when she saw Jinyu's homework, she was suddenly stunned.

The process is exactly the same, even the punctuation is the same!

But Yingluo sat in the first row, and Jinyu sat in the last row, even if it was a copy, it would not be so far apart......

The math teacher was a little skeptical about life, and Jinyu, as a representative of mathematics, saw his expression and couldn't help but ask more: "Teacher, what's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." The math teacher scratched his head, picked out the two assignments, and said, "You are quite close to this Sheng Lingling." There were just two of you in the class, and you were the only ones in the class, using this most complicated solution. ”

Jinyu frowned and looked at Yingluo reflexively.

Sensing his gaze, Yingluo smiled back and winked playfully.

The math teacher left with the textbook, and it was ten o'clock, and he had to do recess exercises.

All the students went to the playground, and the classroom was empty, except for Jinyu and Yingluo.

Although she knew that it was impossible, Jin Yu still couldn't help but ask, "You copied my homework?" ”