"Who knows? But I have to say that he is really handsome, and the first time I saw him, I was amazed. ”

"Handsome is handsome...... But his personality is obviously flawed, his family is still poor, do you have any idea of his shoes? It's all washed white. Also, he went to school on a stipend. ”

"Tsk, now little girls only look at their faces, and don't look at other aspects? Rong Xian is obviously not an ordinary person, should they be daydreaming, thinking that they are angels who can save that kind of runaway teenager? ”

…

Today, when the first class of the third year of high school stayed in the hall, when Rong Yan walked to the school gate, it had been fifteen minutes since the end of school, and there was no crowding when he had just finished school, so he subconsciously looked towards the position where Su Jiu was standing.

No one.

He looked at the cars parked in front of the school again, and did not find the Bentley that Su Jiu had been sitting in.

So, didn't she come today?

Rong Yan's heart sank, but he was a little happy. It's good that she didn't come, she didn't seem to need to worry about him now.

Thinking that she didn't come, Rong Yan put his mind at ease and walked straight towards the school gate.

A few girls looked at the tall young man who was wearing a neat school uniform, carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, and wearing a black mask, and immediately thought that they had seen the little fan girl of idol, and shouted out loudly, "He's coming, he's coming!" ”

"That's right, it's him! No matter how he wears a mask all the time, he can't see his face, he really wasted such a high appearance, and it's too much to be handsome! ”

"Like, isn't that a tyrannical thing? Either way, I'm glad to meet him! A round-faced girl with playful short hair blushed, obviously excited, took the gift and ran towards Rong Huan after speaking.

Stopping in front of him, the girl looked at him with a shyly expression. Facing his eyes as deep as night, she felt like she was being electrocuted for a moment.

Mom, this look is so killing me!

Suddenly being blocked in the way, Rong Yan couldn't help but stop, Ying Ting's eyebrows twisted slightly, obviously a little displeased.

The short-haired girl's face turned even redder, because she was so nervous that she couldn't speak, "Hello, senior!" I'm a student at No. 2 Middle School, and I'm glad to meet you, it's a gift from me! ”

"There's no need." Rong Yan refused coldly, and walked directly around her.

The short-haired girl was suddenly injured, and before she saw him, she didn't believe that others said that he was indifferent, and swore that she came over, fantasizing that he might like her type of girl.

But who knows, he didn't even seem to look at her, completely ignoring her.

Such a boy is too individual, right?

Yummy!

The short-haired girl was even more moved, turned her head, and plucked up the courage to say to him: "Senior, I have chosen this gift for a long time, can you please accept it?" ”

"I said it wasn't necessary." Rong Yan's voice was extremely indifferent, as if there was still a hint of displeasure.

"......" The short-haired girl stared at his back, biting her lip, and her eyes were red and she looked injured.

The rest of the girls who were also going to give gifts saw that she was rejected, and they became apprehensive. It is estimated that Rong Yan will not accept their gifts. But now that it's all here, they have to give the gifts!

"Senior, I'm a student at No. 7 Middle School, my name is ......"

"Senior, I'm also a student of No. 7 Middle School!"

Rong Yan has no interest in listening, in his world, he doesn't want to deal with people who don't care about him.

"Who knows? But I have to say that he is really handsome, and the first time I saw him, I was amazed. "Handsome is handsome...... But his personality is obviously flawed, his family is still poor, do you have any idea of his shoes? It's all washed white. Also, he went to school on a stipend. ”

"Tsk, now little girls only look at their faces, and don't look at other aspects? Rong Xian is obviously not an ordinary person, should they be daydreaming, thinking that they are angels who can save that kind of runaway teenager? ”

…

Today, when the first class of the third year of high school stayed in the hall, when Rong Yan walked to the school gate, it had been fifteen minutes since the end of school, and there was no crowding when he had just finished school, so he subconsciously looked towards the position where Su Jiu was standing.

No one.

He looked at the cars parked in front of the school again, and did not find the Bentley that Su Jiu had been sitting in.

So, didn't she come today?

Rong Yan's heart sank, but he was a little happy. It's good that she didn't come, she didn't seem to need to worry about him now.

Thinking that she didn't come, Rong Yan put his mind at ease and walked straight towards the school gate. A few girls looked at the tall young man who was wearing a neat school uniform, carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, and wearing a black mask, and immediately thought that they had seen the little fan girl of idol, and shouted out loudly, "He's coming, he's coming!" ”

"That's right, it's him! No matter how he wears a mask all the time, he can't see his face, he really wasted such a high appearance, and it's too much to be handsome! ”

"Like, isn't that a tyrannical thing? Either way, I'm glad to meet him! A round-faced girl with playful short hair blushed, obviously excited, took the gift and ran towards Rong Huan after speaking.

Stopping in front of him, the girl looked at him with a shyly expression. Facing his eyes as deep as night, she felt like she was being electrocuted for a moment.

Mom, this look is so killing me!

Suddenly being blocked in the way, Rong Yan couldn't help but stop, Ying Ting's eyebrows twisted slightly, obviously a little displeased.

The short-haired girl's face turned even redder, because she was so nervous that she couldn't speak, "Hello, senior!" I'm a student at No. 2 Middle School, and I'm glad to meet you, it's a gift from me! ”

"There's no need." Rong Yan refused coldly, and walked directly around her.

The short-haired girl was suddenly injured, and before she saw him, she didn't believe that others said that he was indifferent, and swore that she came over, fantasizing that he might like her type of girl.

But who knows, he didn't even seem to look at her, completely ignoring her.

Such a boy is too individual, right?

Yummy!

The short-haired girl was even more moved, turned her head, and plucked up the courage to say to him: "Senior, I have chosen this gift for a long time, can you please accept it?" ”

"I said it wasn't necessary." Rong Yan's voice was extremely indifferent, as if there was still a hint of displeasure.

"......" The short-haired girl stared at his back, biting her lip, and her eyes were red and she looked injured.

The rest of the girls who were also going to give gifts saw that she was rejected, and they became apprehensive. It is estimated that Rong Yan will not accept their gifts. But now that it's all here, they have to give the gifts!

"Senior, I'm a student at No. 7 Middle School, my name is ......"

"Senior, I'm also a student of No. 7 Middle School!"

Rong Yan has no interest in listening, in his world, he doesn't want to deal with people who don't care about him.