Jiang Lingzhi's movements didn't stop at all, she took out the book for the next class and put it on the table: "Oh."

Wen Yujing was dissatisfied: "Why do you react like this?"

Jiang Lingzhi stared at her for two seconds: "Wow, I'm so happy, our school is coming to transfer students."

Wen Yujing: "..."

Happy not at all distracted.

"Aren't you curious at all? I heard that the transfer student is a super handsome guy!" Wen Yujing's excited eyes lit up.

Jiang Lingzhi looked up at her: "Have you seen it?"

I really don't know where she got so much enthusiasm for a stranger.

Wen Yujing shook her head: "No, I just heard that I came to the school to go through the formalities yesterday. Someone saw it, and then it was rumored. Tsk tsk... That appearance is more handsome than Wu Yanzu and worse than Edison Chen."

Wen Yujing bumped her shoulder ambiguous: "Don't you like good-looking Lingling? Maybe it's the type you like."

Jiang Lingzhi paused, obviously thinking of what she said that day, and muttered in a low voice, "...I just said that casually."

The representative of the English department stopped in front of the table and knocked on the table: "Exam paper."

Jiang Lingzhi paused before he finished speaking, then bent over and took out the test paper from his schoolbag and handed it to her.

But speaking of handsome...

Jiang Lingzhi suddenly thought of the boy from yesterday, and felt a little distressed.

After Wen Yujing handed the exam paper to the study committee, she came over again and poked her cheek with her finger. It felt so good: "Sister Ling, what's the matter with you? I'm very worried."

Jiang Lingzhi went to school a year earlier, a year younger than everyone in the class.

Jiang Lingzhi sighed, stared straight at Wen Yujing, and asked with some distress, "Do I look like a liar?"

The girl tied a ponytail, revealing a delicate face, clean puppy eyes, always revealing a bit of innocent innocence, and the end of her eyes was slightly tilted, pure and lustful.

Wen Yujing felt that she was very unclear about her position: "Who said, is there such a lovely liar as you?"

How to let the real liar mix? !

"Then why did he say that I belong to a group of liars?" Jiang Lingzhi whispered.

The class bell just rang, Wen Yujing didn't hear what she said, and leaned closer: "What did you just say?"

Jiang Lingzhi shook his head, and bent over to get a pen in his schoolbag: "It's nothing, the teacher will be here soon, let's go to class first."

Wen Yujing was confused, so she moved the chair back to her seat.

Jiang Lingzhi opened the schoolbag and saw the red banknotes inside. He paused with his fingers and sighed.

It seems that the four hundred dollars can be used to remove the title of liar.

Jiang Lingzhi angrily closed the zipper, opened the textbook, put those things aside for a while, and went to class seriously.

She must wash away this shame!

However, fate is sometimes so wonderful.

When he didn't want to meet, he always appeared unexpectedly, and when he wanted to meet, he was silent.

For the next two days, Jiang Lingzhi did not meet that boy again on the way home.

Jiang Lingzhi was very depressed these days, because her title of a liar had already been firmly established in other people's hearts, but she didn't even have a chance to explain.

The boys were probably students from the No. 36 Middle School next door, the ones the teacher told them to keep their distance from.

Perhaps, there will be no chance to clarify again in the future.