018 Your Highness, it's time for you to pretend to be forced!
Junci is in the third year of high school this year.
The first class is actually barely an honor class.
Junci's grades in the class are not bad.
The head teacher, Teacher Wang, did not treat her harshly, but because of Jun Cera's appearance, she was often harassed and bullied by students in other classes.
If her body is 1.72 meters according to feminine standards, she is simply tall.
But for boys, it's still a little shorter.
People are long and thin, and they usually don't promise anything.
Such people are the most loved targets of bullying by those troubled teenagers.
Even when the girl saw her, she was disgusted.
For those who are bullied, it doesn't matter if their classmates don't help them, and dislike is naturally normal.
But these people, naturally, don't know that Jun Ci is a girl.
But today, the students in the first class of high school always feel that something is wrong.
When Jun Ci came in from the door of the class, they felt it.
The young man who was originally not good-looking has a straight back today, and even looks a little lazy and lazy.
The wide school uniform is a little loose on the thin body.
But he was forced to show an inexplicable majesty.
It's an indescribable, unconscious, inferior feeling.
Even though the mask covers most of the face, the dark spots between the eyes on the forehead are still conspicuous.
But even so, those eyes, which were obviously looking down at the ground with their heads down, were shining with a scorching light today, and Hua Ping looked ahead.
If you ignore those dark spots, these eyes are really bright and easy to see.
Even after looking at it for a long time, it seems that people can fall into it and forget those spots on the boy's face.
A few strands of broken hair that were not well taken care of were scattered on the forehead, and they also added a few fresh feelings to the boy out of thin air.
If a person's temperament suddenly changes dramatically, then his whole person's demeanor can be sublimated.
This is the case with the current Jun porcelain.
There is no cowardice that I used to bow my head and dare not look at people, but now people who can see with just a pair of eyes turn their eyes.
If the face is healed by then, it will be an unimaginable scene.
"Do you feel ...... Jun porcelain has changed today? ”
The classmates muttered and discussed quietly, and suddenly they felt that Jun Ci had become more eye-catching.
But if you look at it, there are no subtle changes.
It's just a kind of indescribable, and the momentum has changed.
Jun Ci sat in a separate seat in the last row, and through the real-time transmission of Gollum, she could hear what the people around her were talking about, but she didn't care.
She has endured enough of this kind of discussion.
In the future, there will be no less.
The classmates are all with good academic performance, and they have to prepare for the college entrance examination, and few people have time to find trouble with Junci.
So throughout the morning self-study, apart from accepting the tentative gaze of some classmates, nothing happened.
But they definitely don't know that Jun Ci, who is the crown prince, is constantly complaining about how backward the teaching conditions here are.
As soon as the morning self-study was over, Jun Ci was sitting in the classroom and was not ready to go out, when an arrogant male voice came from outside the door: "The surname Jun, get out!" Your dad and I have something to do with you! ”
As soon as the words fell, there was a large burst of laughter.
The students who were still in the classroom immediately turned their eyes to Jun Ceramic.
Most of them are watching plays, only one or two glances, with sympathy and sighs.
Jun Ci raised his eyebrows, this is, the one who found fault is here?
Gollum, who has gradually accepted the knowledge of the earth's culture, and has also deeply studied some of it, suddenly said solemnly to Jun Ci in his mind: "Your Highness, the time has come for you to pretend to be forced!" ”
Jun Porcelain: "......"