Chen Pannan's transfer procedures were not completed in the end.

The disappointed person, not only Chen Huaijin, Feng Zeyang was also very irritable, and he was even more moody in front of Chen Huaiyu.

Chen Xukun and his wife said all the good things, and then entrusted the relationship to transfer Chen Huaijin to another class, and reluctantly coaxed their son to return to school.

After this incident, they were completely disappointed in Chen Pannan, and only hated that when she was born, they didn't drown her directly or throw her on the mountain.

Song Xiangzhi couldn't figure it out, she had never done anything bad in her life, why did she meet such a nemesis in her previous life.

Whether they complain or hate, Shu Ange doesn't pay attention to it.

They cursed their hated daughter, who was long gone, and what returned to them was just an avenger with the identity of Chen Pannan.

Transfer student Zhao Xingyuan has become a hot topic in the school, and his super good looks are comparable to those of stars, and the position of the school grass changed hands in less than three days.

On the post bar, someone praised Zhao Xingyuan with a series of adjectives.

What "cold noble son", "super era national school grass", "campus star", all kinds of exaggerated titles, don't throw money on Zhao Xingyuan's head.

It turns out that there are several different types of handsome guys in the school, and the popularity is about the same, and there is no public opinion on the position of the school grass.

Zhao Xingyuan is the only one who convinces everyone.

It's a pity that the new school grass is cold and doesn't like to associate with people.

The only thing that can make Zhao Xingyuan smile is the newly promoted god Chen Pannan.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the school has begun to turn on the air conditioner uniformly, and the air will be stuffy as soon as there are many people.

The singer Shu'an propped up her chin and drew casually on the sketchbook with a pen, her thick black bangs covering half of her cheeks.

She hasn't changed her hairstyle yet, and her classmates don't know what happened to her.

In fact, it is not difficult for people who are more careful to see that Shu Ange's skin has become fair, and his yellow hair has become thick and thick.

But hair can be dyed, and skin color can be changed with makeup.

In the impression of many people, Chen Pannan's academic performance has suddenly become better, and he is slightly better looking than before.

"Draw what?"

The spittle of the teacher on the stage was flying, and Zhao Xingyuan bent his two long legs, looking at the people around him intently.

The chemistry teacher on the podium saw this scene, pursed his lips and continued to lecture.

The new transfer student has a very good background, he doesn't want to offend, Chen Pannan is his protégé, and he can understand it if he deserts occasionally.

Shu Ange opened the notebook and wrote a sentence on it with a pen.

Human bone structure. 】

She removed her arm, and sure enough, there was a clear picture of the human skeleton in her sketchbook.

This is also in line with her character, Zhao Xingyuan smiled, picked up his pen, and replied on the notepad.

[The air in the classroom is a little stuffy, do you want to go out for a walk?] 】

What a willful person, Shu Ange shook his head slightly, thought about it, and wrote another sentence on the paper.

[Let's play backgammon.] 】

Zhao Xingyuan didn't object, Shu Ange opened a brand new sketchbook, drew squares with a blue ballpoint pen, and handed him a green pencil.

Compared with Go, backgammon is simple, and each game is short, but if you are not careful, you will be tricked.

Shu Ange and Zhao Xingyuan are both smart people, and they have played backgammon to the effect of Go.

The game went down until the bell rang, and there was no winner or loser, and the grid was almost full.

After class, the doors and windows were opened for ventilation, Shu Ange put down the pencil in his hand and stretched lazily.

"Draw."

Zhao Xingyuan was infected by her lazy appearance, and also had the urge to yawn.

In the corridor, Jiang Ying carried the small cake she had carefully prepared, her face crimson.

Lu Baoli took Chen Huaiyu's arm and encouraged Jiang Ying with a smile: "Come on A-Ying, take the first step bravely!" ”

"I'm so nervous."

Jiang Ying didn't expect that the beautiful boy who was in love with each other at the beginning would become a new transfer student in the next class.

His appearance was more handsome than before, and she was deeply fascinated by it.

She liked him like a demon, and she would pass by the window of the second class every recess, just to see Zhao Xingyuan.

With the encouragement of her best friend, Jiang Ying decided to confess to her dream lover.

"Don't be nervous, women chase men, I believe the other party can see your sincerity."

While Chen Huaiyu comforted Jiang Ying, her mood was a little complicated.

She hates Chen Pannan and everything related to her, but she can't help but be jealous that she can make such an excellent friend.

Before Zhao Xingyuan appeared, Feng Zeyang was recognized as one of the school grasses, and many girls secretly had a crush on him.

Chen Huaiyu enjoyed it very much, and the feeling of being envied by other girls, preferred Feng Zeyang to treat her as a treasure and trample on other girls like mustard.

Now Zhao Xingyuan is the school grass, and he can make countless girls scream with a single look.

With the encouragement of her friends, Jiang Ying carried a small cake and walked to the second class excitedly.

"Jiang Ying, why did you come to our class?"

Class 1 and Class 2 are both key classes, and students look up and don't look down, and each has someone they are familiar with.

"I'll ...... Something. ”

Jiang Ying's face turned even redder, she put a thin layer of lipstick on her lips, and put on fresh and natural nude makeup, showing the girl's shyness.

After greeting someone she knew, Jiang Ying walked to Zhao Xingyuan's position.

She looked at Zhao Xingyuan with a shy face, completely ignoring Shu Ange, who was resting on the table next to him.

"Classmate Zhao Xingyuan, do you remember me?"

"I don't remember."

Zhao Xingyuan replied neatly, he really didn't remember the girl in front of him.

Jiang Ying's ruddy face turned a little whiter, and then continued to squeeze out a smile: "I'm Jiang Ying from the next class, I'm ...... This is a cake I made with my own hands, and I hope you will accept it. ”

She handed out the cake with both hands, but Zhao Xingyuan refused very simply: "I don't like to eat cakes, you can take it back." ”

Lu Baoli and Chen Huaiyu were outside the window, and when they saw this scene, they mourned for Jiang Ying for a minute.

"And what do you like to eat?"

Jiang Ying bit her lip, looking at her expression, she was about to cry, what did the stubborn Zhao Xingyuan like to eat.

"I'm sorry, but I don't like talking to strangers."

Zhao Xingyuan's patience ran out, turned his face to the side, and stopped talking to Jiang Ying.

Shu Ange couldn't fall asleep because of the noise, straightened up and rubbed her eyes, and Zhao Xingyuan took the initiative to hand her a tissue.

"Thank you."

It was also her bad luck that Jiang Ying's confession was rejected, and she was feeling uncomfortable.

Seeing Zhao Xingyuan handing Shu Ange a tissue, he picked up the cake in his hand and screamed, and smashed it directly on her head.

Shu Ange backhanded the cake box back, and the cake full of cream flew out of the box and smashed Jiang Ying's body.

"Ah!!h

Jiang Ying looked at the cake on her body and screamed angrily: "You are too much!" ”

"Enough, Jiang Ying, what are you crazy about. We all saw that you threw the cake at Chen Pannan first. ”

Pei Han said a fair word, and the squad leader Yang Xinqi also stood up: "Classmate Jiang Ying, you are not welcome in our class. ”

"You-"

Jiang Ying couldn't say anything, and ran out crying with a cake all over her body.

The student on duty was depressed and took a broom to clean up the remaining traces of cake on the ground.