Chapter 2: Speaking Human Words

JAC No. 1 Middle School.

"Su Xingyao didn't come to school again."

"People have a PY deal with the people above, even if she doesn't come to school for a semester, the school won't expel her."

"Ah, the rumors are true......" A girl let out a slightly surprised voice.

She remembered that there was a rumor on the post bar before.

Su Xingyao got out of the global limited edition Ferrari and was secretly photographed by her classmates.

Who doesn't know that Su Xingyao is a poor white lotus.

In addition to wearing school uniforms throughout the year, I occasionally wear my own clothes when I go out for spring and autumn outings.

It's all washed and whitish.

As a result, somehow, since the beginning of the last semester, I have been wearing high-end brands.

Now that she's in her third year of high school, she's wearing back her old poor clothes.

The girls in the whole school are discussing that Su Xingyao was dumped by the Ferrari gold owner!

"I see that she is usually very pretending, and she doesn't pay attention to her when she greets her."

God knows, Su Xingyao is actually because of face blindness, she doesn't know who is who......

"That's right, and didn't Xie Chen, who worked last week, confess to her? hugged a big bouquet of roses, but she still pretended to be tall and said: Do I know you? ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I know about it! Xie Chen: Wow! It's really embarrassing to not get off the stage! ”

"It's also a third-year high school grass, speechless, why is Su Xingyao so disgusting."

"Who makes parents look good? Even if you are a green tea with a good look, boys are also eager to go to it. ”

"It's sour."

…… The girls gathered around and gossiped with relish at the door of the classroom.

Classes didn't start until half past eight, and at this time, they all arrived one after another.

The school uniform of JAC No. 1 Middle School is very ugly, the girls are green and white, the skirt is longer than the knee, and the boys are blue and white.

So many girls secretly changed the version and made it into a short skirt.

But I can't control the color, which is really ugly, so it's hard to find someone on campus who can wear this school uniform very well.

The girls were still muttering around each other.

The footsteps behind him came from far and near—

"Let's make it."

An inexplicably cold and cold voice suddenly came.

Like a cold wind in winter, it blows into people's eardrums without resistance.

A few of the girls were startled.

When I turned around, I saw the heroine with a ponytail, standing behind everyone.

The girl is about 1.7 meters tall, her skin is white and glowing, and her facial features are delicate and dazzling.

She was holding a board in her hand, and there was a diagonal schoolbag on her back, an old Baba, a bargain of thirty yuan from Xinhua Bookstore.

A few weak-hearted girls stumbled out of the way.

The little leader is disgusted when he looks at her pretending.

Seeing her walking towards the classroom with the board in her arms—

"Hey, Su Xingyao, what are you pretending? You just heard that!"

She is the most disgusted Su Xingyao's tall and disdainful appearance!

It's obviously a bargain, but she has to play some rich princess who has no quarrel with the world!

She had heard them all talking about her just now!

But Su Xingyao didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, and her eyes were cold and arrogant, as if they were all ants.

Pei Qingqing couldn't stand it, so she simply snorted.

Su Xingyao, who had just walked into the classroom a few steps, was stopped by a shout, and her straight back paused slightly.

After a while, she turned her head, still looking world-weary and arrogant—

"Sorry, talking about people." She spoke, her voice clean and indifferent.

It's like an emotionless machine.

Pei Qingqing was stunned for a moment, half loud, until Su Xingyao turned around and continued to walk into the classroom, she didn't react.

A girl on the side leaned up to her and whispered to her: "emmm, Su Xingyao is sarcastic about you...... Not a human ......"