After washing up from the bathroom, Song Jinyu saw at a glance a bottle of nutrition express on the corner of her bedroom desk.

Chubby bottle, milk-colored drink, vanilla flavored.

On the first day of her transfer, Shen bought it.

fell into the big bed, Song Jinyu rolled a few times with the quilt, and was irritable and wanted to die repeatedly on the spot.

The next day, early in the morning.

In the classroom of class 8 of the second year of high school, a boy with a long body and warm eyebrows and eyes walked in, and sat down by the window in the last row.

Short dark linen hair, fresh and handsome, white headphone cable snaking down the side of the ear.

Lin Zichen didn't come late, and the classroom was sparsely populated with some students. He supported the side of his face with one hand, listened to music while wearing earplugs, and memorized classical Chinese.

He came in through the front door, and many girls noticed that after a few seconds of surprise, they whispered about the gossip circulating in the grade.

On campus, there is no shortage of topics for good-looking and influential students.

"I heard that the girl who was transferred from Class 7 yesterday tore up with Wen Yishan because of Lin Zichen." A girl in the middle chatted with a few girls, "Song Jinyu, the one who transferred from Ningda High School." ”

"Some people say that she can squeeze out Cheng Shuwan and become a class flower."

"Is it really that good-looking, I also went to see it on purpose, around one hundred or sixty-five, her complexion is a little whiter, I don't think it's so prominent, Shen Yu is still buying water for her in the supermarket, tsk, I can't imagine that Shen Yu's eyes are like that." A girl pouted in agreement.

"Yes, yes, that's her," the girl who started the conversation continued, "Lin Zichen sent her something, and then Wen Yishan was mad, and scolded her in the class, saying that she was sassy and cheap, and she was a green tea, I heard that the two knew each other before, but they were torn apart like that." ”

"And then?" Others asked.

"Song Jinyu's mouth is also very powerful, Wen Yishan can't reply, Wen Yishan should really scold, Lao Ai beeps behind her back, but she is not a fuel-efficient lamp, in front of the whole class, she asked Song Jinyu why she transferred to another school, and asked Song Jinyu to get out."

"Transferred to a high school in the second year of high school, committed an accident in the High School Attached to Ning University, and was persuaded to quit?"

"I started to be like you, thinking that Song Jinyu had a good-looking face, and she slept with someone in the attached middle school and had an abortion or something, but Song Jinyu said it herself, her current father is not a parent, her mother is married for the second time, and her father and the child of the junior were transferred to her class in the attached middle school, and she had to transfer to another school."

"Her mother's second marriage? ……”

At this point, several girls invariably showed disdain on their faces, and their mouths were full of embarrassment.

In the back row of the classroom, Lin Zichen took off his headphones and returned the news to Grandma Lin, and unexpectedly heard such gossip about Song Jinyu, and stood up with a frown.

The chair rubbed against the floor, making a loud noise.

A few girls turned around, and looked at Lin Zichen's slightly handsome face, as well as the tall figure approaching, "What's wrong with the second marriage?" ”

Several of the girls shrank and fell silent.

"It's 9102 years, I died early in the morning, and in a few years you get married, and when you meet someone who is unladylike, you are cheated on by the mistress and abused by the family, and you still swallow your anger and never give up being a turtle with a shrunken head for a lifetime?"

"Lin Zichen, what's the matter with you......"

"Song Jinyu, I'm covered, my patience is limited, don't let me hear you say bad things about Song Jinyu again."

Lin Zichen was gentle, his phoenix eyes were cold, and the meaning of warning was strong.

A few girls did not look very good, and immediately dispersed and buried themselves in reading.

The thin lips pursed slightly, Lin Zichen turned his gaze, and went out to walk next door.

"Wen Yishan."