The next day, Zhang Yang came to the No. 1 Middle School of Nobles.

Back in the classroom of the ninth class of the third year of high school, Zhang Yang sat in the corner of the classroom.

"I'll go, Brother Yang, I heard that you got into trouble yesterday?" At this time, a thin young man with a beautiful face walked towards Zhang Yang.

This thin young man's name is Wei Yong, Zhang Yang's tablemate, and he is also his best and only good friend in high school in his previous life.

In his previous life, due to his obese figure and his relatively withdrawn personality, he was often bullied by his classmates, and at this time, only Wei Yong would jump out to protect himself, and only he would play with him.

Looking at Wei Yong, who was sitting beside him, Zhang Yang showed a comfortable smile, 10,000 years have passed, and I finally see you again, old friend.

"Why haven't you come to class these days?" Zhang Yang didn't answer him, but asked rhetorically.

"Something happened at home these days, and I took a few days off. ”

"Let's not talk about this first, I just heard outside that the school Kao Yuyan of the key class is going to transfer to our class, is it true?"

Wei Yong said excitedly, Wang Yuyan is the dream lover of many boys in the school.

"Yes, just now I overheard Wang Yuyan's conversation with our homeroom teacher in the office, and the content was to ask to be transferred to our class. ”

"I'm going, what's going on, this is my dream girl! How did she think of transferring to our class? Could it be that she has a crush on some boy in our class?"

The boy next to him who heard Wang Yuyan's three words hurriedly came to the front and began to discuss in a few words.

"Hey, Zhang Yang, Wang Yuyan is going to transfer to our class, aren't you so excited at all?" Wei Yong patted Zhang Yang's shoulder and asked puzzled.

As Zhang Yang's best friend, he knows very well about the deeds of his good friend who has always had a crush on Wang Yuyan in junior high school.

However, how did he know that for Zhang Yang, his crush on Wang Yuyan had already been 10,000 years ago.

10,000 years has already wiped everything out, and now he is not interested in Wang Yuyan for half a dime.

"I'm not interested in her at all, why should I be excited?" Zhang Yang asked rhetorically.

"Damn, you kid still pretended to be Lao Tzu, last time we drank together on your birthday, you got drunk and cried and told me that you liked her for a long time, so soon you forgot it?" Wei Yong said with a disdainful face.

What Zhang Yang said, he didn't believe half a word.

"Just pretend in front of others, and you can honestly admit it in front of me. Wang Yuyan's father is the chairman of the well-known Wang Group in our city. ”

"And he is also one of the directors of our school, even if he has a prominent family background, the key is that he still has an angelic face, and only her best friend Zhang Jiaxin can be compared to Wang Yuyan in our aristocratic No. 1 Middle School, and Yu Xin, who is known as the 'civilian school flower', can be compared with her. ”

Wei Yong said with a fluttering eyebrow.

What Wang Group, Zhang Jiaxin, civilian school flowers and the like, for the current Zhang Yang, he is not interested at all.

Zhang Yang let out an 'oh', took out his mobile phone and began to read a novel called "The Strongest High School Student in the History of Rebirth" that he was obsessed with recently, and began to read it with relish.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was not interested, Wei Yong didn't talk to him anymore.

"Jingle Bell"

When the class bell rang, everyone was looking forward to it, waiting for the arrival of the school flower.

Soon, the head teacher Qin Lang walked into the classroom with a beautiful girl.

The girl was dressed in the school's uniform for girls, with two cute ponytails draped over her shoulders, a pair of gentle watery eyes, and although her face was not powdered, she was still gorgeous.

Wearing the same school uniform, Wang Yuyan wore a touch of fairy sister's dusty feeling.

This is the school flower, this is the goddess.

Both men and women in the class unconsciously sighed.

"Starting from today, Wang Yuyan will officially transfer to our third year of high school and the ninth class to study with you, and everyone will take care of each other in the future, let us warmly welcome Wang Yuyan together. The head teacher Qin Lang said respectfully.

The classmates all began to applaud, pulling Zhang Yang back from the world of novels.

As soon as he looked up, Zhang Yang saw Wang Yuyan standing on the podium.

At this time, Wang Yuyan was also looking for Zhang Yang, and when she saw Zhang Yang in the corner, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but light up.

After Zhang Yang left yesterday, it didn't take long for the police to find her.

It turned out that Zhang Jiaxin, who woke up, found that she was gone, so she hurriedly called the police, and the police also realized that something was wrong, after all, she was the daughter of a big man, and the police did not dare to slack off.

A helicopter was dispatched to search for her, and then she was found, and then the bodies of the killers were found.

When I got home, I explained everything to my father, of course, she only said that she was rescued by a mysterious person about Zhang Yang.

At this time, she also discovered a very serious problem.

After Zhang Yang left, all she thought about was his unstoppable charming face, as well as the look of disdain for herself.

As soon as you close your eyes, the picture of Zhang Yang saving himself yesterday will appear in his mind.

Originally, what happened on the bus yesterday made her have some small opinions about Zhang Yang, but now, she has completely fallen.

After a night of deliberation, she made a very difficult decision - she was going to chase Zhang Yang!

So there is this scene of changing classes now.

"Teacher, I'm going to share a table with him. Wang Yuyan stretched out her hand and pointed to the corner of Zhang Yang.

Everyone's eyes were on that direction.

Their eyes naturally fell on Liao Feifei in the front row.

Liao Feifei is a class grass in the ninth class of the third year of high school, tall, handsome, his father is engaged in construction, worth tens of millions, and is the crush of many girls in the class.

Could it be that Wang Yuyan transferred to this class just for Liao Feifei?!

"Brother Fan, Wang Yuyan seems to be coming for you. Li Jin, who was at the same table, said enviously.

Liao Feifei is also the second monk who is confused.

He is also Wang Yuyan's suitor, but in the past, when he went to talk to him, others never paid attention to him, and he was warned by the Wang family in the end.

Although his father is worth tens of millions, he is nothing compared to the Wang family, so he has never dared to make a mistake.

Now Wang Yuyan took the initiative to send it to the door, which also made him ecstatic.

Wang Yuyan is an only daughter, if she can get along with her, won't the huge wealth of the Wang family be owned by herself in the future?

Thinking of this, Liao Feifei hurriedly straightened his waist and tidied up his bangs.

Although he was extremely excited in his heart, he was indifferent on the surface.

As for Zhang Yang and Wei Yong behind them, they have long been automatically ignored.

One of the two is a dead fat house that the whole class spurns, and the other is not amazing, and no one will think of them at all.

Speechless, another flower was stuck in the cow dung. ”

"It's so heart-wrenching, why isn't this person me?"

"Who made Liao Feifei handsome and have money at home?"

"Hey............"

The classroom resounded with a burst of regret.