Xue God, you got the wrong object

Chapter 8 You Are Not Blind

The students in the class who were not studying formed a few scattered groups of people, quietly underestimating something.

When he saw her coming in, he worked so hard that he didn't have the time to pay attention to her, and those who were chatting didn't dare to look her in the face.

But the eyes that fell on her were always vague.

Know what they are thinking with their toes.

When Jiang Ling walked to the middle of the classroom, that sight was still there.

After thinking about it, she still turned her head, met the eyes of her classmates, and smiled politely, "You guys, do you want to ask anything?"

Jiang Ling's ponytail is tied high, with broken hair in front of her forehead, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, and soft facial lines.

Her original appearance was soft and quiet, she looked cool when she was not talking, and she had a little amiability when she smiled.

People in the second and third classes of high school watching Jiang Ling widened their eyes, held their breath, and didn't turn their heads for a moment. Those who were studying found that the surroundings were suddenly too quiet, a little unaccustomed, so they put down their pens and looked up.

Then a second later, they turned around and peeked at each other and their classmates, and their eyes were communicating:
Did you see it?Am I blind?Am I deaf?
No you don't.

No one dared to talk to Jiang Ling in the awkward classroom.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling didn't say anything, she calmly returned to her seat, and then unsteadily put down the science and chemistry textbook.

The students probably thought they had seen a ghost.

Back in her seat, Qin Shu was still paying no attention to what was going on outside the window, and only focused on putting on saintly makeup.

It's just that when she came back, she turned to look at her inexplicably.

Someone over there reacted, hesitantly moved towards Jiang Ling, and moved several steps back and forth, as if struggling for something.

In the end, I couldn't help it anymore, after thinking about it, I still tried to talk to Jiang Ling, in case Jiang Ling really agreed to him.

The two girls in front of Jiang Ling were still reading and studying, and further ahead was a boy wearing glasses. He asked under the eyes of everyone, "Then what...Jiang Ling, are you discharged from the hospital? What... Huh? That, that, Huan, welcome back?"

A word stuttered.

When I asked this sentence, there was an inexplicable silence around me.

Some people think that Li Yuan really likes to join in the fun and is not afraid of being scolded, while Jiang Ling is very poisonous in cursing.

But the ears of combinations of twos and threes are all moving towards this side.

Jiang Ling was a little surprised that someone really took the initiative to talk to her, she blinked her eyes, looked innocent, nodded and smiled, "Well, I was discharged from the hospital yesterday."

The original Jiang Ling had an accident before the start of the summer vacation, and she was still in the hospital for the first week of the new semester of the second year of high school, but now that the person is gone, she just crossed over.

As soon as she said this, class three fell silent again.

Looking at each other, Jiang Ling seemed really different.

After all, Jiang Ling never picks up this kind of daily chatter. In the past, she would only look at them with "Are you free?"

Not to mention that she dared to hit Brother Jiang today.

Just talking to Brother Jiang, Jiang Ling actually went to save others.

And her now polite and soft smile.

There was an explosion in the group again, but Jiang Shijing didn't know it at all.

Because he handed in his mobile phone.

The boy who asked the question just now became bolder, swallowed his saliva, and continued to talk in a daze, "Jiang Ling...have you noticed that you have changed a lot since I haven't seen you for a summer vacation..."

Jiang Ling's curled eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard this, and she thought to herself, that's not true, people are different.

Touching her nose unconsciously, she said on the face, "Ah... really?"

(End of this chapter)