Wang Honglian, who was at the same table, reached out and grabbed her arm, leaned closer and asked mysteriously, "What's the matter with you?"

Jiang Yueyuan was stunned for a moment, glanced at Xie Chengen, who was hanging his head and didn't know what he was writing, and replied in a low voice: "A little thing is not an important thing." ”

Wang Honglian frowned when she heard this, and persuaded very disapprovingly: "Don't get too close to him, it's gloomy when you look at it, I don't know if it's anything dirty, I can't even be in a class with him." ”

Jiang Yueyuan smiled when she heard this, and gently pushed Wang Honglian, "Okay, what era is it, and it's weird." ”

Wang Honglian, who was still about to say something, was interrupted by a brisk female voice, "Do you go to the commissary, we are going to buy a white rabbit." ”

Wang Honglian glanced back at her, and when she heard the word white rabbit, her eyes lit up, and she was about to respond, but Jiang Yueyuan on her side refused without thinking, "Don't go." ”

Where is she in the mood to go to a commissary now, now the midterm exam has just passed, and the next is the end of the semester, she remembers the high school knowledge that she has forgotten for many years, and she only feels that the road to revision is bumpy.

When Song Qingqing heard this, he suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said, "Why don't you go, don't you like to eat that one the most?"

In fact, she didn't want to invite Jiang Yueyuan at all, but every time she went to the commissary together, Jiang Yueyuan would always buy a lot of White Rabbit toffee and eat it separately.

Jiang Yueyuan's family loves her very much, pocket money is naturally indispensable, and she is also generous, there are no girls in the class who are not willing to be close to her.

Jiang Yueyuan pursed her lips, "If you like to eat, you don't necessarily have to buy it now, if you want to eat, you can go by yourself, I still have a few questions to read." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a math book from the pitted wooden desk.

She is not bad in other aspects, but it is a little difficult to learn mathematics, thinking about the previous life, if she didn't want to get ahead, trying to get rid of the patriarchal family and desperately learn mathematics, she can only stay in her hometown because of this drop.

Is it a half-grown child, Song Qingqing couldn't help but sneer, and a mocking look appeared on his face, "What are you talking about, look at the question? Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

Jiang Yueyuan's hand turned the book, her delicate brows frowned slightly, and the classmate next to her who heard this also turned her head to look over.

But she wasn't angry, a slight smile curled up at the corner of her lips, and she looked at the girl who couldn't hold back her temperament, "I just want to study by looking at the questions, it's better than you. ”

She didn't think about what kind of character Song Qingqing was at first, until she talked about White Rabbit Milk Candy.

In the original book, this Song Qingqing is the person who makes Jiang Yueyuan's vanity burst, as long as she spends money to buy snacks and distribute them to her classmates, Song Qingqing will be on the sidelines. It is because of this that the original body gradually developed the habit of using money to make friends, so that later it really became a big wronged person and suffered a lot of losses.

It's just a simple flattery, but she Song Qingqing said words of praise on her lips, but she still looked down on the original body in her heart, thinking that the original body was stupid and pitiful, look, she only refused once, and the other party had already made a face.

"You!" Song Qingqing was said to be cautious, a knot, and pointed at Jiang Yueyuan and wanted to say something, but seeing Jiang Yueyuan chuckling twice without care, he almost couldn't breathe.

The male classmates who were close to him laughed, "Why did Jiang Yueyuan suddenly become smarter, I thought that she was going to be the wronged boss to the end." ”

Another male classmate stretched his neck in the seat and said to Jiang Yueyuan, "Sa." ”

Jiang Yueyuan couldn't help but look back and smile proudly when she heard this, her delicate little face reflected the morning light shining in from the window, hazy and beautiful, and her blood boiled excitedly after seeing that the group of male classmates were slightly stunned.