The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

After the in-class test was over, Gu Qingyun put away the test paper and handed it in.

When I saw the girl who came back intact at the door of the classroom, her body was stiff, her feet seemed to be glued, and she couldn't move.

"Why... Judging by your expression, you seem very disappointed?"

Mu Changying and Gu Qingyun walked past each other, and murmured softly.

"..."

Lu Qingyun didn't even dare to reply, apparently she hadn't digested the fact that the person she pushed into the abyss and fell to the bottom of the sea could come back alive.

Mu Changying smiled silently, and walked into the class.

If you can't accept this now, what can you do in the future?

After all, Chunhua... there is still a lot of suffering waiting for you.

Fu Zixian was so immersed in the sweetness of the lollipop that she didn't notice any difference in the atmosphere between the two.

When everyone in the class saw Mu Changying picked up her schoolbag and was about to leave, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

"No, what's the situation?"

"Ahem... that... new classmate, do you have something to ask for leave to go home?"

"Are you feeling unwell, do you need us to take you to the infirmary?"

Fu Zixian stopped packing his things, picked up a book and threw it at the boy's head.

She clasped her hands together, her bones creaked, she smiled coldly, and said viciously: "Speak nonsense again, Miss Ben will tear your mouth apart!"

Mu Changying's willow-leaf eyebrows frowned slightly, and her tone was tinged with a trace of coolness, "You don't have to go to class seven with me."

She had already learned these knowledge in high school, and she didn't need to learn it a second time, so she didn't feel much about going to the poor class.

But Fu Zixian is still a senior high school student, and there are only two months left before the college entrance examination.

There is still a big gap in teaching resources between top classes and poor classes.

She couldn't let the other party follow her to class seven, that would be ruining someone's future.

"Xiao Yingying, do you dislike me?"

Fu Zixian sniffed, lowered her head sadly, and felt lonely all over her body.

"..."

How could the female overlord have such a weak side?

The male compatriots in the classroom swallowed, feeling goosebumps rising.

Mu Changying walked up to Fu Zixian, stood on tiptoes, and rubbed her head with her small hands.

"If you eat my candy, you are the person I believe... How could I despise you?"

"You have to stay in class one obediently, then I will like you a little bit more."

This silly girl, they have just met each other, so why do they have to go to Class 7 together?

This is really a silly and cute child who makes people feel very warm.

Fu Zixian peeled off her nails aggrievedly, "But I want to be with you..."

This nondescript coquettish sound made the students in Class 1 stagger.

MD, must be crazy, they are having the same dream, right?

Mu Changying put down her hands, carried her small schoolbag and walked to the door of the classroom. The five fingers of her right hand were bent into eagle claws, pretending to be vicious threats.

"If you go to Class Seven with me, I'll break your leg."

As soon as the little fairy left, Fu Zixian showed her true colors, kicked the chair irritably, and couldn't help but explode, "Damn!"

The classmates in the class gathered around her one by one, talking in a hurry.

"Fu Zixian, have you lost your mind? You want to go to Class Seven. Don't you know what kind of rubbish Class Seven is?"

"Xianxian, you have to think clearly, don't be stupid!"

The male compatriots all looked depressed, as if they had lost tens of millions of lottery tickets.

"Why didn't anyone ask Little Fairy why she suddenly went to Class Seven?"

"Such a beautiful elf should stay in our class. Going to class seven is a waste of money!"

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