The next day is Friday.

After the second Chinese class, the third class is history.

However, the history teacher has something to do in the morning, so changed it with the first physical education class in the afternoon.

After being informed, the students went out one after another.

The same desk was still the same as the previous two days. When he came to the classroom, he began to sleep, as if this was his natural bed.

Obviously he didn't say a word.

But inexplicably, Jiang Lingzhi felt that something was wrong with her tablemate today.

In fact, she couldn't say what was wrong.

Probably, looking at her eyes, inexplicably seems to be deeper, obviously not as gentle as yesterday.

Talking to him, the sense of alienation seems to have increased a lot, and can't reply for a long time.

Just like now.

The teacher asked the students to gather on the playground.

According to normal development, they have already had a meal at the same table.

After Jiang Lingzhi put away the book, he deliberately waited for him beside the seat for a while.

As a result, Li Shunan stood up from the front of the seat, lazy and tired, his light brown eyes glanced at her lightly, his lips were straight.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, his tall and slender figure walked directly in front of her, leaving Jiang Lingzhi alone.

"..."

Jiang Lingzhi felt that this was really strange.

Will men also come to auntie? My mood is so ups and downs.

Wen Yujing had come to her desk and stared at her for a long time: "Let's go, Sister Ling, everyone is gone, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Lingzhi lowered his eyes, still thinking about what happened to her deskmate.

Hearing this, he nodded slowly, and walked to the locker room with Wen Yujing, ready to change into sportswear.

Wen Yujing kept chattering as always, but her mouth never stopped: "No. 1 middle school is not good at this point, learn from other aristocratic schools, do some school uniforms with small skirts, and have to change clothes every time in physical education class, it's too much trouble, at this time I I started to envy the thirty-six middle school next door, and the big and wide school uniforms are actually quite good."

Jiang Lingzhi was still immersed in his own world, and recalled what happened yesterday.

She shouldn't have amnesia, why did the school bully seem to have changed overnight.

So, after school yesterday, she felt that her deskmate was not in a good mood. Wasn't that her own delusion?

"What do you mean Lingling?"

Only then did Jiang Lingzhi react: "Huh? What?"

Wen Yujing stared at her helplessly, and repeated the question she asked just now: "Do you like the current school uniform, or is it like the 36th Middle School next door?"

Jiang Lingzhi sighed and replied casually, "It's like them, it's easier to exercise."

Wen Yujing also agreed: "I also think that wearing a skirt is always inconvenient. After all, it's adolescence now, you don't know that some boys are so boring."

"I'm also going to pick up girls' skirts. It's so perverted. Some time ago, I heard that a boy even took a mirror and peeked at the bottom of other people's skirts. Do you think it's disgusting?"

Jiang Lingzhi nodded absently: "It's really boring."

When changed clothes and came to the playground, classmates had already assembled.

The physical education teacher whistled, and spoke in an energetic voice: "What's the matter, classmates, seeing how listless you are, you haven't eaten breakfast? Run, run, let's not talk much, firstRun three laps and talk about it!"