Jiang Lingzhi's previous tablemates had always been girls and boys, this was the first time.

"Hello, classmate Jiang." The boy looked a little cramped.

Jiang Lingzhi smiled politely: "Hello."

"..."

Then there is silence.

The chatter can't go on anymore.

Now that she changed seats, she was surrounded by people she didn't know.

There are two boys in front, and two vacant seats in the back. One of them has books on the table. No one came. It should be a leave of absence today.

Without Wen Yujing around, she spoke less.

Hao Weiwu didn't come back for this class.

The next section was self-study, but Brother Weiwu still didn't come back, but another person came.

At that time, Jiang Lingzhi was writing the review questions of the college entrance examination help.

The monitor sits on the podium and keeps discipline.

But the voices whispering below did not stop.

The new tablemate was probably embarrassed and never spoke to her.

It's hard to get up the courage to say something.

"that……"

As soon as started, the classroom suddenly fell silent.

It's like a chicken suddenly caught in the veins.

All sounds stopped abruptly.

Jiang Lingzhi stopped the pen in her hand, and was about to ask her deskmate what was going on. Noticing his gaze, she also followed him subconsciously.

spans more than half of the classroom.

The boy stood at the door of the classroom with a thin and tall figure, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and carrying a black schoolbag cross-body.

The black hair hangs down naturally, the face is well-defined, the facial features are very superior, the eyes are light, and it looks lazy and careless.

He raised his eyes and looked around. He didn't see the teacher. He raised his eyebrows and walked straight into the classroom.

As a result, the movements of the students in Class 7 of Senior Two were very uniform.

His eyes moved with the handsome classmate.

Except that Wen Yujing, who was sitting in the first row of a large group, seemed a little restless.

In a trough? !

Isn't the new transfer student a senior? How did you come to the sophomore year of high school? !

And still in their class, so handsome, so handsome, so handsome! !

He Dixian, who was sitting on the podium, finally reacted and stood up: "Classmate, did you go wrong?"

Although knew that there were transfer students coming to the school, vaguely heard that they were in the third year of high school.

Li Shunan walked up to him, and with his superior height, he stared at the squad leader condescendingly, half-lifting his eyelids, his tone was neither salty nor light: "Isn't this the second and seventh class of high school?"

He Di was stunned for a moment before replying, "It's Class 7 of the second year of high school."

"Ah," Li Shunan replied lazily, passing behind him and walking towards the empty table in the classroom, "That's right."

After the classroom was silent for nearly five seconds, a loud discussion suddenly erupted.

This is how girls look like.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"I! Oh! Mom! Ya! How could it be, this! What! Handsome!" The deliberately suppressed voices could not hide their excitement.

"He's too tall. The squad leader is about 1.7 meters tall. He has to look up! Head! Look! Him!"

"Aaaaaaaaaa..."

Boys:

"Hiss... familiar..."

After all, with such a flamboyant face, even if he left for two years, some people still remember him.

"Hey...isn't that who? Who is that?!!"

"Fuck..." Someone blurted out: "Little Overlord in the old city, Li! Shu! Nan!"

Maybe someone doesn't know him, but he's definitely heard his name.

A very legendary man.