Xue God, you got the wrong object

Chapter 350 The Damn Feeling of Pressure
How could someone really take Jiang Shijing's joke seriously?

Although their voices were quiet, Jiang Shijing who was sitting behind Jiang Ling could still hear them.

Before Song Qi could finish that sentence, Song Qi felt his calf being kicked.

Jiang Shijing raised his head, raised his eyelids lazily, and signaled him to stop talking.

Jiang Ling's eyes first fell on Jiang Shijing's long legs, and the slender eyebrows were raised slightly.

He can stretch diagonally, his legs are really long.

Someone here has already expressed Jiang Ling's thoughts, Song Qi made a gesture, and asked in surprise, "Brother Jiang, do you have such long legs?"

Song Qi turned sideways and pulled his legs out from under the desk, and stretched out in the aisle to compare with Jiang Shijing.

Then he stretched back with a depressed face.

There is no harm without comparison.

Seeing Song Qi's distressed appearance, Jiang Ling hesitated again and again, still touched his nose, and couldn't help laughing.

Song Qi turned his head and wanted to ask Jiang Shijing, but he interrupted him.

In the back row, Jiang Shijing tapped the table with his fingertips, his sharp chin moved towards Song Qi's tablemate, and his Adam's apple moved.

"Your math teacher is waiting for you. Are you here to chat or to tutor?" Finally, he rushed to the front and told Jiang Ling, "Jiang Ling, ignore him."

Only then did Song Qi look to his left. The boy next to him was explaining a wrong question to Song Qi, but Song Qi turned on his chatterbox attribute as soon as he saw Jiang Ling and Jiang Shijing.

At the moment, people are left alone.

Jiang Shijingxue would not whisper like Jiang Ling and Song Qi, his voice was out of tune with the surroundings the moment he uttered it.

Many people around heard this incompatible voice, and they withdrew from the counseling process and raised their heads.

I saw two big guys sitting in the back row at some point.

A new goddess Jiang Ling.

A scene from a native school bullying the river.

There is also a classmate who talks to the boss.

Before this, everyone didn't know who the students who participated in the one-on-one make-up class were. They didn't expect that the two big guys were free to come.

It's not all about everything.

Jiang Ling noticed everyone's gaze, and apologized obediently without hesitation, "I'm sorry to disturb everyone."

The tone is sincere, the face is gentle and full of apology.

The eyes are bright and clear.

What an innocent and clear girl.

Everyone nodded to indicate that it was okay.

Song Qi also hurriedly apologized, especially to his poor tablemate, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for my mistake."

Everyone nodded to indicate that it was okay.

In the back row, as the turning of the pen stopped, Jiang Shijing's pen slid down on the table, and the two objects collided with each other, making a "click".

Zhou Ming's body on the right side of him tensed up following the crisp "click", and silently leaned against the wall on the right until it was unreliable.

Xin Dao, this damned sense of oppression.

Jiang Shijing said in silence, "I'm sorry."

The air is still still.

Most people here who don't know Jiang Shijing have the same thoughts when facing Jiang Shijing.

Jiang Ling could clearly feel every tiny, tiny movement of air in the classroom the moment Jiang Shijing exited.

Just about to nod and say it's okay, everyone listened to Jiang Shijing and said, "I'm sorry, my classmate is a little excited to see me, everyone continue to study, don't worry about him."

He pointed at Song Qidao.

Jiang Ling wanted to laugh inexplicably, and couldn't help but glance at Jiang Shijing. Jiang Shijing also seemed to feel something, smiled at her, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Everyone: ...

For some reason, Jiang Shijing felt a little shameless.

In the silence, everyone bowed their heads and started studying again.

Song Qi stopped talking, and shrank his head to make up his math with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)