Entering the school as if fleeing, Jiang Ji looked back and quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see anyone chasing after him.

Panting heavily, he walked towards the class.

For Song Anzhi, he felt a little guilty, after all, he was using him for everything he did before.

That's right, Jiang Ji's mission is not only to serve as Xu Mucheng's stand-in, but also to seduce Song Anzhi.

This matter was not brought up by Xu Mucheng, but by Lin Zirui, Xu Mucheng's rival in love.Some time ago, Lin Zirui, the young master of the Lin family, discovered his existence, and was coerced and lured by Xu Mucheng before reluctantly expressing his reluctance to speak out.

He hated Jiang Ji the most, although Jiang Ji still didn't know why Lin Zirui hated him so much.

He guessed that it might be because of his cheap appearance of selling himself for money, which made the delicate and wanton young master feel unhappy and look down on him from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, Lin Zirui was dissatisfied that he could get a large sum of money so easily, so he tripped him up and deliberately made him feel better—let him seduce Song Anzhi.

Song Anzhi liked Tang Suisui, Lin Zirui thought that Jiang had already caught Xu Mucheng's eyes, and maybe Song Anzhi's too.

Song Anzhi was a lump in the hearts of Lin Zirui and Xu Mucheng. When Tang Suisui was in China, he showed rare sympathy for him and took good care of him, which made the two people who also loved Tang Suisui feel a sense of crisis..

So Lin Zirui thought, maybe Song Anzhi would fall in love with Jiang Ji because of those eyes, and when the news spread, Song Anzhi would completely lose the possibility of competing with them.

Jiang already went after the money. Even if the funder broke the contract and imposed additional requirements, he had no way to resist, so he could only use all means to pursue Song Anzhi.

The result was obvious, both Xu Mucheng and Lin Zirui made the wrong idea, not only was Song Anzhi not seduced, but he even hated him.

As a good friend, Xu Ran was also wary of him in various ways, finding faults and insinuating overtly and secretly, but he didn't really take action, so he had habitually ignored it.

Jiang has once again cursed capitalism for harming people, and walked to the classroom without slacking off.

When he arrived in the classroom, someone looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to be so early.

A voice suddenly sounded in the class: "Quiet, quiet, everyone is quiet, Jiang has come."

Everyone was taken aback by this.

Then someone looked at the time on the watch and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still early, be quiet!"

That's right, because Jiang Ji came late, he always stepped on the spot every time, which made him unanimously become everyone's fixed-point alarm clock. As soon as he arrived at school, he said that he would go to class.

Jiang already ignored those gazes and sat in his seat.

He took out his book, handed in his weekend homework, and sat down obediently in his seat.

Although he won't be able to stay here in the near future, he still has to study hard. If he can learn more, learn more. This is related to his future.

Jiang has already made up his mind that after a week, he will leave the characters in the plot, take the money in his hand to treat Grandma Jiang's illness, find a small town to settle Grandma Jiang by the way, and then transfer to another school to repeat his senior year., Try hard to get into a good university.

But even if he has to repeat the exam in the future, he doesn't want to waste the time now, read more things, maybe he can get a few more points in the exam.

Knowledge alters your fate!

Not long after he sat down, Song Anzhi and Xu Ran entered the classroom.

Jiang has realized that he and Song Anzhi are in the same class, and because Song Anzhi's English is not good, and his math is poor, the teacher arranged for them to complement each other.So they are not only in the same class, but also at the same table.

He breathed a sigh of relief just now, and raised it again at this time.

But fortunately, Song Anzhi has always been ignorant of him, so as long as he doesn't rush to get involved with him, Song Anzhi should also ignore his existence.

Seeing Song Anzhi slowly sitting next to him, Jiang already tensed up, and his scalp was inevitably numb.

This feeling is like a weak little white rabbit watching a beast that makes him feel afraid invades his chassis, and the beast exudes the breath of death.

Jiang didn't want to die anymore, he moved his buttocks with a strong desire to survive, and subconsciously moved away from Song Anzhi.

Don't look at Song Anzhi's cold and abstinent appearance, but his heart is extremely dark. If it weren't for the protagonist who pulled him along, he would be a proper dark villain in this setting.

Jiang Ji's fingers bent uncontrollably, pinching a page tightly, trying not to let his fear leak out.

Jiang was already an ordinary person, a high school senior who couldn't be more ordinary. Even if he knew the plot of the book and the development behind it, he would not dare to oppose the protagonist.He knows how small he is.

And Song Anzhi, who was sitting next to him now, was one of the chief culprits who later caused his death.

After seeing Song Anzhi's face, the images surging like sea water flooded him instantly, as if a gate had been opened.

The heavy rain was pouring, Song Anzhi was holding a black umbrella, standing in the heavy rain, while wearing shiny leather shoes, he raised his foot and stepped on his knuckles hard, crushing them, and with a mocking face, told him howHow unbearable, how inferior to Tang Suisui, and easily negating the meaning of his existence.In the dream, he screamed and called for help, and was finally kicked against the wall by him, unable to move like a piece of rag.

Trembling from the depths of his soul, Jiang Ji's face turned pale, especially when Song Anzhi's breath enveloped him, he almost stood up uncontrollably.

Suddenly, Song Anzhi glanced down at him, his eyes fell on his trembling fingers, his eyes were light, and he asked inexplicably: "Are you afraid of me?"

Jiang Ji paused suddenly, and turned his head to look at him in a daze. After a moment, he calmed down, pretending to be surprised: "What are you talking about?"

Song Anzhi seemed to have just asked casually just now, but after speaking, he looked away, turned his head, and ignored Jiang Ji.

Jiang couldn't get what he wanted.

So in this class, Song Anzhi was extremely clean.

In normal times, Jiang Ji would definitely take advantage of class time to pass notes to him. The bunch of sour love words written on the notes were non-mainstream love poems that had been popular for a few years.

Of course, Jiang Ji racked his brains and copied those love stories from the Internet.

He thought he had tried his best, and Song Anzhi would never open those notes to see what was written on them, so that later Jiang had started to let himself go, writing whatever he thought of, did the notes expressing love alreadyIt doesn't matter anymore, the result is the same anyway.

After today's class, Song Anzhi didn't receive a note, not even a look from Jiang Ji.When the head teacher was patrolling the audience, he took advantage of the gap and gave Jiang Ji a weird look at Jiang Ji who was seriously attending class.

From his perspective, he could only see Jiang Ji's profile.It was also the first time in a long time that he saw clearly what Jiang Ji looked like.The young man's facial features are exquisite and superior, but he does not look like a woman. When he is not smiling, his brows are a little cold, and if his round almond eyes are filled with tears, he has the illusion of being charming.In all fairness, compared with Tang Suisui's appearance, Tang Suisui pales in comparison.

Realizing what he was thinking, Song Anzhi paused suddenly, frowned, and took his thoughts back, thinking that he might be crazy.

How can someone like Jiang Ji compare with Su Sui?

Thinking of the day when he was beaten to the point of bleeding, when he was in a coma, it was Tang Suisui who was wearing a mask who called him an ambulance, paid him the hospitalization fee, and even cooked a pot of porridge for him himself.He didn't die in that rotten alley.

Song Anzhi lowered his eyes, curled his fingers slightly, and pursed the corners of his lips. He looked a little happy, as if he had tasted honey.

As soon as he thought about Jiang Ji, the curvature of his lips was suppressed, subconsciously feeling uncomfortable.

It was rumored in the school that Jiang had been taken care of by someone outside the school, but he was stalking and pestering him endlessly inside the school. Such a shameless person, compared with every year, polluted every year.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the empty drawer.

Every time he goes to class, his drawer is filled with love letters secretly by Jiang Ji, and Jiang Ji keeps showing love.

Now that the drawers are empty, Song Anzhi thinks he should be happy.

It would be nice if this loathsome nightmare could be stopped without his own hands.

He raised his eyes slightly, stuffed some books into a drawer, and sat up straight again.

In the conference room of the Xu Group, the staff present looked at each other in blank dismay, a little unsure what was going on.

Xu Mucheng and Mr. Xu personally stipulated that mobile phones are not allowed in the meeting room. If someone dared to look at their mobile phones frequently during meetings, Mr. Xu would definitely be furious and tell them to leave immediately.

But Mr. Xu seems to have made a mistake today. From entering the meeting room to now, he looks at his phone every five minutes, and his expression becomes more serious the more he looks at it.

Under everyone's high expectations, the secretary asked tremblingly, "Mr. Xu, is our company going to close down?"

Xu Mucheng suddenly came back to his senses, and threw the phone on the table indifferently, looking the same as usual: "What are you closing, what are you looking at? A meeting! What did you say just now?"

Seeing that he seemed to be very normal, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there was no problem with the company.

However, after a while, Xu Mucheng picked up his phone and took another look.

His eyes were fixed on the dialogue with Jiang Ji.

As a person who works for the sponsor, Jiang Ji is very conscientious. He knows that Xu Mucheng has many bad habits, such as likes to drink cold drinks and coffee, but if he drinks too much, his stomach will be bad.

So for the satisfaction of the benefactor, for the benefactor to live a long life, and for the benefactor not to lose his temper with him when his stomach hurts, Jiang has made it a habit to send Xu Mucheng a message every day, reminding Xu Mucheng not to eat unedible food.

Those messages are sent on time every day, just like an artificially timed alarm clock.

And Xu Mucheng seemed to have developed the habit of turning on his phone every day to check the reminders that Jiang had sent from his initial impatience.

But today, he didn't receive a word from Jiang Ji, not even a sign.

Xu Mucheng: "..."

He was so angry that his forehead twitched, and he looked at the staff below with heavy eyes, as if there was a fire in his heart, which couldn't come out, and couldn't be pressed back.

After a while, he came to a conclusion: Baoyang's substitute is about to rebel!

In other words, the substitute has lost his temper.

He pressed his temples, and pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, as expected, he couldn't give this kind of person any sweetness, otherwise he would push his nose on his face.

Xu Mucheng was about to make a phone call to ask Jiang Ji to Xingshi, when his finger just landed on the screen, a video call came in.

His first reaction was to think it was Jiang Ji, but after he got connected, he realized it was Tang Suisui.

He paused, and immediately smiled.

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