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Chapter 3

The afternoon before the start of the school year, the college held a freshman meeting.

In the big classroom, two rows of girls in the front, the back of a huge crowd of boys.

The conference has not yet begun, the classroom whispers.

Lisa listened carefully to the students around him. They were all newcomers, chatting only a few words.

"Which major are you?"

"What province are you class?"

"How many girls are you in your class"

She paid extra attention to the dress code of the dress code of the girls, not much different from the high school days, short hair, ponytail; shirt, T-shirt; Jeans, cloth pants.

There is no deliberate dress up to pick up, the bookishness is very heavy.

The female science and engineering bully looks less concerned about appearance, at least when they first enrolled in school, nothing to show.

This is to be put in the eyes of Jungkook, it is estimated that the earth is rustic.

She could effortlessly imagine Jungkook's face seemingly expressionless, but the corners of his mouth picked up a slight imperceptible curve, as if he thought she was a ridiculous clown; his eyes also flashed a trace of light mockery, and could easily despise people to the dust.

She really is a little afraid of him, perhaps-hate.

The first thing you need to do is to get ride of the problem.

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The boy's faces are equally youthful and tender, and the dress code is also unkempt with high school students. Everyone is the same, ordinary students, no fancy.

But the next second, she could not help but be attracted to her gaze. It was really because the man was so attention-grabbing.

Jungkook came in through the back door of the classroom.

He was tall and his skin was white. The same white shirt, the white of his clothes is several degrees whiter than the white of others in the classroom.

Only the did Lisa see that everyone's white clothes were divided into gray, cream, beige, yellow, old white and countless other whites.

She turned around, the girls around her also followed the unconscious turn back, gradually forming a flock effect, a room of quacking geese turn back one after another.

Jungkook looks exquisite, not to mention, a hand in an indescribable leisurely but unware of the temperament, both loose and tug arrogant, not half of the freshman formalities and apprehension.

He played with his phone with one hand, one hand is trouser pocket, stepped on the back door steps, stopped slightly took the time to send a text message. The expression is not very good, frowning, mouth made a silent "I fuck" mouth pattern. After sending a displeased a look up, see the classroom full of students are quietly looking at themselves.

He was looking down at a classroom of muddy potatoes. The black eyes swept around the classroom quickly and found three of his dorm mates. They had left him an empty seat. He stuffed his phone back into his pants pocket and paced unhappily down the steps.

Lisa immediately turned back around.

The empty seat was right behind her side!

Her rejection of Jungkook was deeper than she thought.