I just want to be just mine

Chapter 39 Death (4)

Last year's top student in the college entrance examination was slightly worse in Chinese. This is something that all teachers know, but the Chinese teacher felt relieved when he saw Wei Yunbai's answer written on the blackboard.

She reckoned that all the points she lost in the language last year should be in the composition.

It's not just her, there are no stupid people in the room. Li Zhao suddenly felt that something was wrong. He turned around and whispered to Jiang Yan, "Wait! Don't you think the name Wei Yunbai

sounds familiar?" He drank a mouthful of sweet water, subconsciously feeling that it was not as sweet as him.

... His face turned black and blue

,

"Where do you know him?"

"I think I've seen him in the newspaper or on the news..." Li Zhao tapped his forehead and dragged the front row and the same table, "Have you heard about Wei Yunbai? Is this the name?"

"Cough, keep your voice down, someone is here."

Wei Yunbai walked towards this direction, the destination was the workbook on the desk of their math class representative in the front row.

Jiang Yan raised his lips, and his voice not only did not lower, but became louder, "Yunbai Xiaoshan is high, I only know this sentence."

Of course, there is more than this sentence, but the first reaction in my mind is this poem.

Wei Yunbai heard it.

He paused in footsteps, then pretended not to hear.

Jiang Yan snorted, "Damn it."

I didn't know if he was scolding himself or someone else.

Wei Yunbai was deliberately ignoring him.

The system has noticed, "Yunbai, you don't like him."

"Ah," he sighed, he admitted openly, "Compared to him now, I am more interested in Mr. Death at night."

Zhou Chaosheng embarrassed A ruddy apple was placed on the dangerous cloud-white table.

"Even the little fat man beside me is cuter than him."

Wei Yunbai's eyes curled, and he thanked him with a smile.

High school life is boring, but there are always a few people who are beautiful scenery.

between classes.

A group of people were talking behind, Jiang Yan suddenly straightened his legs and directly blocked most of the back door, and the person next to him asked, "What are you doing?

" What about Wei Yunbai?"

It was the class flower next door that surrounded Wei Yunbai in the morning.

With a small face the size of a slap, and watery eyes, it is heartbreaking to look at her petite little face.

Jiang Yan grinned, "Where's the beauty, what are you looking for, is it better to look for me?"

He blinked, full of electricity.

He is the man of the school. Every day, there are different girls under the banner of wanting to know him, thinking about becoming a more intimate relationship with him. His intimacy can bring all the girls in the first middle school the pleasure of vanity.