"I don't know if you're here today, I'll take my things....."

On the desks in the second row, there are stacked books with the name of 'Gu Qiao' written on them, and there are a large number of bottles and cans next to them, all of which are makeup supplies.

The girl with two ponytails at the front table reached out and pulled it to the side, leaving a small piece of the tabletop.

"You sit down first, you shouldn't stay long before you go back anyway, I won't have to bother to move....."

She patted the palm-sized table top and motioned for Gu Qiao to sit first.

The attitude is a matter of course.

'npc, Mingde High School student, Jiang Ran, grade C. ’

Gu Qiao glanced at the information bar above the other party's head, and looked around again, obviously the class preparation bell had been ringed, and there were only seven people sitting in the classroom at this moment.

Except for Jiang Ran and her, the rest are all boys.

I don't know if the air conditioner is turned on too much, it's steaming outside, but the classroom is a little cold.

In the air, there was a smell of rancidity.

“......”

At the table next to it, there was a pile of dirty, muddy books, as if they had just been picked up from the trash.

One of the test papers, painted with countless red crosses, was signed 'Nguyen Yin Yin'.

They are indeed at the same table.

Gu Qiao didn't watch the small video that was spread wildly, and if he looked at it more, it might hurt the person concerned, but he could piece together the general idea of the matter from the mouths of Xu Ming's group of people.

The entrance examination is imminent, Ruan Yinyin made mistakes in several mock exams, and her grades fell very sharply.

She is somewhat similar to Gu Qiao in the former world, they are all specially enrolled, the school will reduce tuition fees, subsidize living expenses, and have scholarships.

But the malice of the outside world, as well as the extreme financial difficulties, made the sensitive heart of this adolescent girl gradually destroyed.

Ruan Yinyin's several mock exams this year have directly fallen out of the top 100, and she is even inferior to those who rely on the school's sponsorship to come in, and the school canceled various subsidies for her last month.

Suddenly, the situation was even worse.

"Jiang Ran, where did Ruan Yinyin go?"

Gu Qiao sat down, stuffed his schoolbag into the drawer of the same table, looked at the information bar above the girl at the front table, and asked.

"You ask the police, ask me how do I know?"

Jiang Ran was sticking false eyelashes in front of the mirror, and when he heard this question, he let out a bad breath in his mouth.

She turned her face away, and mocked with a smile on her face: "Who knows if she is hiding and afraid to see people, you haven't come to school for so long, she has been bullied badly enough...."

"Anyway, I haven't seen her since yesterday, and I can't get in touch for so long, so the school called the police..... If it were me, I wouldn't dare to come. ”

Jiang Ran's gloating appearance was too obvious, Gu Qiao knew that there was no need to ask again, so he simply sat down and roughly sorted out the things on Ruan Yinyin's table.

"Jiang Ran, look at the good things I prepared....."

"Oh, you stay away, Zhang Liang want to die, don't you..... I'm disgusting! ”

The inch-headed boy, holding a convenience store bag in his hand, opened it for Jiang Ran, who was touching up his makeup, like offering a treasure.

The latter immediately covered his nose and retreated in disgust.

Zhang Liang laughed, took the bag, and walked to the table next to Gu Qiao.

He glanced at Gu Qiao with a strange expression: "Yo, Miss Gu came to school today, and I knew that I would give you some ingredients for your table and chair today!" ”

Gu Qiao's hand to tidy up his things paused, and he raised his eyes to look at Zhang Liang.

The expression is gloomy and full of a sense of distance.

Zhang Liang turned his head to look, and saw that Gu Huai's position was vacant, pursed his lips, and muttered:

"Gu Huai is not here, there is no audience, I will let you go today....."

He grinned, opened the plastic bag, took out the tin lunch box inside, and stuffed it into Ruan Yinyin's drawer.

The second time the bell rings.

Zhang Liang just stuffed it in, turned around and was about to return to his position, but someone grabbed his wrist.

"Take your stuff away."

The girl's expression was cold, her slightly pale face, and a pair of calm eyes, showing a bit of sharpness.