Xue God, you got the wrong object

Chapter 239 Like him this type?

Jiang Shijing's breath was stuck in his throat, and the expression on his cold white face was a little frozen, but Jiang Ling didn't notice it.

He said, "...do you really think he is good-looking?"

Jiang Ling nodded firmly, "Yes, don't you think so?"

Jiang Shijing stood still, and suddenly asked, "...do you like his type?"

Jiang Ling was dumbfounded by the question, "Ah? No, I don't like it. Why did you suddenly ask me this?"

Jiang Ling answered decisively, with a bit of shock in her almond eyes.

The depression in Jiang Shijing's heart disappeared as soon as he said, "It's nothing, then you can see what he does."

"Because I don't like it, but An An might like it." Jiang Ling hinted frantically.

So you make a move.

Jiang Shijing glanced at Ruan An'an, who was smiling happily, and said, "Oh, and then? Are you so afraid that your junior will be snatched away?"

Jiang Ling: "? No, it's you..."

"Sister! Senior!" Ruan Anan found Jiang Ling and the others.

she shouted.

When he came over, he secretly blinked at Jiang Shijing, his eyes said, "Ah, senior, you are with senior sister again."

"Sister, this is my friend I told you, Meng Fan." Ruan Anan began to introduce, "Meng Fan, this is my senior sister Jiang Ling, and this is senior sister's...neighbor, Senior Jiang Shijing. "

Meng Fan was very generous, "Hello senior sister, hello senior."

A completely sunny and good-natured boy, full of righteousness and foolishness.

Jiang Ling smiled politely, "Hello."

Jiang Shijing nodded, "Yes".

Meng Fan praised sincerely, and the boy's eyes lit up, "It's really what An An said, senior sister, you look good when you smile."

Ruan Anan poked Meng Fan's elbow with a proud face, "Right?"

Jiang Shijing subconsciously looked at Meng Fan, and Tao Hua's eyes were unclear.

Meng Fan sneezed, "?"

"Oh, senior sister, we're going to find the teacher, so let's go first." Ruan Anan realized something was wrong, quickly checked the time, and dragged Meng Fan away.

Jiang Ling looked at their backs in a hurry, looking down, Ruan Anan's hand was placed on Meng Fan's elbow.

She looked up at Jiang Shijing, "You..." Didn't you find anything?

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Jiang Ling gave up, "...it's nothing, let's go back too."

"Yeah." Jiang Shi nodded and began to change the subject, "By the way, I just said that we will have a match next week, did you hear that?"

Jiang Ling sincerely wished, "Really? Then come on! If you win, please eat."

That's what Jiang Shijing wanted.

"to make."

……

For several days in a row.

Neither Jiang Ling nor Ruan Anan went to watch basketball training in the afternoon.

One is that they had a competition recently, and there was no training for the time being after the competition.

The second reason is that the rehearsal of the drama club has already started.

Xu Xiao took the script she wrote and asked Jiang Ling to sit on the stool with a serious expression on her face.

"Jiang Ling, you have to remember that you are a young lady, a young lady who has made progress in thinking but has been hindered by the family."

"Your actions are all for the revolution and struggle. You have your own elegance and your own family, but you also sympathize with the suffering people."

"So you have to perform that feeling of elegance and melancholy at the same time, you should understand, I believe you."

Jiang Ling has read the script several times, but this young lady is actually just a supporting role.

But Xu Xiao takes every character in his writing very seriously.

Jiang Ling was infected, she clenched her fist, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)