"Well, hello." Jing Ruhua nodded.

"May I sit?" The boy gestured to the empty seat next to the picturesque scene.

Jing Ruhua hesitated, sat with a strange man, and she couldn't do it, so she got up and gave way.

"Well, you can sit down." After speaking, Jing Ruhua raised his feet and left.

Ouyang Yu was stunned, and then smiled lightly, he didn't expect that he would one day let girls avoid him.

Sitting in the position where Jing Ruhua had done, the residual heat of Wen Wen had not yet dissipated, Ouyang Yu opened the Jingrong management book, helped the gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose, and the breeze blew away a few soft strands of hair, and everything seemed quiet and fine.

Jing Ruhua put aside her eyes, turned around again, and did not stop, through the memory of this body, she did not know such a man, but judging from her decades of experience, this man was more like a prince and more noble than the Leng Yan she had seen.

The corners of the man's lips behind him rose slightly, and the eyes under his eyes flashed slightly, he knew this girl, and the white painting of the Bai family's daughter was not as rumored.

After receiving the new clothes from the driver and changing them in the locker room, Jing Ruhua walked around the campus with elegant steps.

And the clothes that have been changed, isn't there such a thing as a trash can in society now, Mrs. Jing never wears clothes that have been soiled, to be precise, she never wears clothes that have been soiled.

In another compartment in the locker room, a petite figure walked out, quietly looked at the white dress in the trash can, clenched his small fist, bit his lower lip, turned around and walked away, just arrived at the door of the locker room and paused, bent down and picked up the stained white dress, locked it in the bag in the closet, and a pair of big eyes flickered under the bangs of Qi Qi.

Feeling the grass and trees on the campus, Jing Ruhua took a deep breath, and learned through the political book that there is no emperor and no slaves, this is a society where everyone is equal, and it is also a society where men and women are equal.

Here, there are no more cumbersome costumes and groups of slaves, and women have to rely on themselves to support themselves, and even gain fame and become officials, so can she also live out herself?

The mood is relieved, and for the first time, I feel that it is not too bad to live that system.

"The host is all about the system." A cold sentence sounded, and Jing Ruhua was so frightened that she almost fell.

Fortunately, it's this body now, if the body bones were before, they wouldn't be able to see Hades immediately.

"You're lucky, host." The system is enlightened.

"Lucky?" Jing Ruhua sneered.

"Yes, host, you don't know how many people want to cross over and want to get help from the system." The system is complacent, you must know that with its authoritative statistics, eight out of ten girls want to cross, and two want to be reborn.

"Then why don't you choose someone who wants you?" Jing Ruhua said coldly.

"You." The system choked and stopped talking.

It also wants to.,But the modern little girl can't accept it psychologically when she is a villain.,With it, its peers told me.,Now most of the little girls are for the rich and handsome male protagonist.,That's the master who wants to be the heroine.,Besides, how can a modern little girl have the old lady of the deep house with clever means.,I thought the ancient host was easy to handle.,Mistakes.。

Seeing that the system didn't make a sound in her head, Jing Ruhua, who was depressed, ignored the system's secret cry in her heart.

You must know that the system can perceive what she thinks, and she can also perceive the system.