When Jiang had gone out, Wen Shiqing hadn't left yet.

But he couldn't care less, seeing that he was about to be late, he left in a hurry.

Xiao Yang was waiting outside the door when he went out, and when he saw him coming, he opened the door and said, "Boss Wen asked me to take you to school."

Time was running out and the traffic here was relatively unfamiliar. Jiang did not refuse this convenience, so he got into the car and said, "Thank Uncle Wen for me."

Assistant Yang smiled with the standard signature again: "Yes."

Jiang was lying by the car window, blown by the wind, blowing away the drowsiness he had just had.

He didn't feel in a hurry when he got in the car, he thought about it, and asked a little confused: "By the way, Assistant Yang, what's your full name?"

Assistant Yang paused, very hard to say: "Mr. Jiang doesn't know about this, our company has a rule not to reveal his name."

Jiang Ji: "...ah this"

Do you believe me?

Assistant Yang probably also felt that this excuse was not credible, and finally gave up struggling, and said solemnly: "My name is Yang Wei, and Mr. Jiang can call me Xiao Yang."

Impotence???

Jiang's mind went blank for a second, his mouth formed a "0" shape, and he looked shocked.

Assistant Yang coughed heavily: "Mr. Jiang, I am a normal person."

Jiang already smiled: "I know."

Although he still doesn't quite believe it.

Assistant Yang gave up explaining.

He could only grit his teeth and rush the people in the car to school.

See you once, shorten your life once.

When he arrived at school, because he didn't have breakfast, Jiang already bought another pancake from the breakfast stall next door.

Probably because Yang Wei couldn't wait to send him to school, so thanks to his eagerness, Jiang had already arrived at school, and there were still ten minutes before class.

He squatted at the school gate, eating pancakes.

A child suddenly ran over and bumped into him, Jiang Ji was almost knocked down.

Although he stabilized his body, the remaining pancakes in his hand did not survive the accident.

Jiang already looked at the pancakes that fell on the ground, lost in thought.

The child who hit someone took a look and was about to run away without apologizing.

Jiang Ji quickly grabbed her collar, and she immediately yelled.

People coming and going at the gate of the school, Jiang Ji hastily covered her mouth, and the little girl anxiously bit his palm.

Jiang Ji grinned in pain, and said hastily, "I'll sue your teacher if you don't let go."

I don't know if these words have played a role, the force of biting his fingers is obviously looser.

"Okay." Jiang already looked at the time and patted her on the shoulder: "Okay, you can go, today the adults will not remember the villains, and will not care about you."

The little girl looked at him expressionlessly, her eyes fell on his face, and when Jiang Ji was about to leave, she suddenly said: "You are very similar to him, but you are better than him."

Monk Jiang Ji Erzhang couldn't figure it out. He smiled and patted her on the head like a child casually said: "My child, you are a student of a nearby elementary school, go to school quickly."

With his schoolbag on his back, he glanced at the time, and it was really too late.

This time, he went to school without waiting for the kid to speak.

Hurrying slowly and finally stepped on the bell and entered the classroom.

Jiang already exhaled.

When he came in, Song Anzhi was also sitting on the seat with his head down, not knowing what he was doing.

The memory of yesterday afternoon slowly came back, and he finally remembered that he and Song Anzhi still had unfinished business.

Thinking of the sudden appearance of Song Anzhi, who was loyal to Bai Yueguang from beginning to end in the novel, Jiang Ji felt goosebumps all over his body.

Compared with Song Anzhi, who is so uncertain, doesn't know what's going on in his head, and has a high IQ, he still prefers idiots like Xu Ran.

All emotions are written on his face, and he can't hide any bad intentions he wants to hide.

Jiang has been able to deal with it with just a few fingers, but Song Anzhi is different.

He guessed and thought about it, but he couldn't keep up with the brain circuit of the genius Xueba.

The only thing that is certain is that Song Anzhi is definitely not because he likes him.

Why would that be?

Jiang was already sitting in his seat, with his face propped up, and he seemed to be devoid of distractions, while at the same time bearing the scorching gaze from his deskmate, a genius student.

Jiang already scratched his neck unnaturally, and Song Anzhi made a move in the next second.

He passed a note over, under the teacher's nose.

Jiang Ji: "?"

It turns out that Xueba also plays this kind of trick.

He didn't want to take it, but he couldn't stand Song Anzhi's eyes on him, as if he wanted him to peel it alive.

Jiang already curled his lips, but reluctantly opened the note thrown at him.

He thought he had written something, so he put a question mark.

Jiang has been hehe in his heart, passing a note is so perfunctory.

Jiang already put a full stop and threw it back.

When Song Anzhi received the reply, he was taken aback for a moment before opening it nervously.

When he saw the full stop, his eyebrows were lightly pressed, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at Jiang Ji in a blink of an eye.

Jiang already smiled at him, complaining in his heart that he must find the teacher to change seats after class, otherwise Song Anzhi will play him to death sooner or later.

How could his IQ surpass a genius with a high IQ.

But Song Anzhi was dazzled by Jiang Ji's smile, lowered his head a little dullly, and stopped passing the note, instead pinched the note in his palm and rubbed it back and forth, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he raised his head again. At this time, the boy had become very calm, with his back straight and serious in class.

Jiang already thought that the other party knew what he meant, didn't the period mean to stop here?

But unexpectedly, as soon as the get out of class bell rang, the other party's hand came out from under the table and grabbed his hand.

Caught off guard, Jiang Ji was shocked, his eyes widened, and he looked at Song Anzhi in astonishment.

Song Anzhi didn't look at him, he lowered his head and seemed to be studying the exercises on the materials, without any expression on his face, no one knew that he was actually doing such a thing under the table, such a mediocre thing!!!

Jiang had already made a living, and he didn't want to make a fuss, so his tone was a bit cold: "Let go."

Song Anzhi only thought that he was losing his temper, scratched his palm with his fingers, and said soothingly: "Be obedient."

The juvenile voice has not completely transformed, it is between mature and green.

He didn't have much patience, even if he treated Jiang Ji at this time, he showed a kind of good face that he didn't have before, and even took the initiative to hold Jiang Ji's hand, but he didn't have half the sincerity in front of Tang Suisui.

Jiang already felt that Song Anzhi was crazy, so he pinched the back of the boy's hand severely.

Song Anzhi let go in pain, and finally raised his head, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Ji said expressionlessly: "Student Song, did you misunderstand something?"

"Holding hands without other people's permission, I can sue you for sexual harassment." He twitched the corners of his mouth, but his smile was extremely ugly: "Student Song, let's keep our distance."

"I'll transfer to another school soon, so you don't have to work hard to deal with me." Jiang has shown the best temper in his life: "Anyway, we probably won't meet again in the future."

He got up, bypassed Song Anzhi and left the classroom.

And Song Anzhi looked at his back in a daze and disappeared from sight.

The impatience in his eyes disappeared, as if he was digesting what Jiang Ji had just said.

Xu Ran had noticed the movement of the two of them a long time ago. As soon as Jiang Ji left, he rushed over and asked quickly, "What's going on? Did Jiang Ji do something else?"

He rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to teach Jiang Ji a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Song Anzhi shook his head, his eyes were calm, but his voice was erratic: "Jiang has said that he is going to transfer schools."

Xu Ran was stunned for a moment, and then snorted again: "Impossible, how could Jiang Ji transfer to another school? He lied to you."

This is the first time that Song Anzhi didn't agree with his words, just drooping his eyes faintly, holding the ballpoint pen in his hand with his fingers, as if a corner of his heart was empty, and he murmured after a long time: "Really..."

He knew that Jiang Ji hadn't lied to him.

Just like the former Jiang already knew that he could associate with him, he would be very happy, but now Jiang has no interest in him at all.

And won't pester him with shamelessness anymore.

Therefore, Jiang Ji didn't bother to lie to him.

Jiang Ji's words seemed to sound again in his ears, "I'll transfer to another school soon, so you don't have to work hard to deal with me." Song Anzhi's fingertips gripped the pen tightly, and his nails turned white.

Jiang Ji knows everything, he knows that the relationship is fake, and he knows that he is playing with him.

Realizing this, Song Anzhi panicked inexplicably, as if something was leaving him, and he couldn't grasp it no matter what.

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