His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Wen Yujing talked a lot, and finally concluded: "Too legendary!"

Jiang Ling knew about it, but didn't listen carefully.

In fact, it seems that the transfer student has nothing to do with her.

Jiang Lingzhi nodded his head, and praised it unconsciously: "Awesome."

Wen Yujing felt that she had found a bosom friend, and slapped it on the table: "Yes, you think he is amazing too!"

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

The class bell rang.

Wen Yujing reluctantly moved the chair and returned to her seat. Before leaving, she missed a sentence: "Let's continue talking after class!"

Jiang Ling knows: ... She obviously just listened unilaterally.

Hao Weiwu walked in from the door of the classroom, held the textbook in his hand, and put it on the desk: "Okay, classmates, we will come to class now."

The classroom finally calmed down.

Someone knocked on the door of the classroom. It was the monitor next door.

What Hao Weiwu was about to say stopped again and went out.

Not knowing what was said outside, when he came in again, he pulled out a form from the textbook.

"Well, let's delay ten minutes first and adjust the seats."

He posted the form on the blackboard: "Find your position and move it over. Everyone should move faster. After ten minutes, I will come back and continue the class."

"Squad leader, watch some discipline." After speaking, he left the classroom.

The classroom became noisy in an instant, and everyone was curious and squeezed to take a look at the new row of seats.

Some are happy and some are worried.

Wen Yujing also desperately squeezed in and took a look, found her own name, and strenuously found the name Jiang Ling knew, and almost fainted.

She is in the first row of a group.

Jiang Lingzhi was in the fifth row against the wall in the four groups.

Across most of the classroom, this distance is simply the Milky Way.

Wen Yujing's whole body is terrible.

Human tragedy!

After finding their seats, the others began to move the tables.

They have a lot of books, and every time they change seats, it's like an earthquake.

Jiang Ling knew that her previous tablemate was a girl, and she was not particularly familiar with her, but she would say a few words.

Wen Yujing had told her the new seat for the first time, the third row from the bottom of the four groups.

Jiang Ling knew that he didn't have to bother to look again.

There was still a large circle of people on the podium, and suddenly there was a burst of noise.

"Fuck, your kid is lucky."

"At the same table with Grade Flower, you will wake up laughing in your dreams!"

A boy scratched his hair and was surrounded there jokingly.

When Jiang Lingzhi raised his head and looked over, he met the boy's embarrassed sight.

The next second, he blushed and staggered.

She was still a bit unclear, so after changing to a new seat, Jiang Ling realized that the boy who had been booed was his new tablemate.

Although he has been in the same class for a year, Jiang Ling knows that he has never been particularly familiar with the boys in the class.

The name can be called, but I haven't said a few words.

In the eyes of the boys in the same class, Jiang Ling knew the goddess.

She looks beautiful, has a good family background, has a stable academic performance in the top five, and has various talents. She is a fairy!

Naturally, many people have a crush on her.

Although she has a very good personality and does not belong to the kind of high cold, but a person who is too perfect always makes people daunted, so that many people dare not confess.