Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

The classmates in the class were talking a lot, and their voices were not quiet. In addition, there was a huge body standing at the front door, with a dazzling smile on his fat face.

There was a "bang" in Weng Minhong's mind, like five thunders hitting his head, and everything went blank.

"Weng Minhong." After a moment of astonishment, Zhang Ting turned to look at her in disbelief, "Did you really date Fatty Jin?"

Big Fatty Jin really likes Weng Minhong. Just last month, in order to pursue her, he gave her a big-brand cashmere scarf and a foreign brand backpack. The scarf was said to be 18,000 yuan and the backpack was 30,000 yuan.

I don’t know if his family has any mines, but Big Fatty Jin does behave like a rich man. It’s not an exaggeration to describe his consumption by spending thousands of dollars.

Of course, Weng Minhong did not accept his scarf and backpack, and she rejected him sharply!

She is such an arrogant person, and she will never find a boyfriend who is shorter and fatter than herself.

Fortunately, this is Peking University. The school spirit is strict and there is basically no stalking. So after being rejected, Big Fatty Jin didn't look for her again.

This made Weng Minhong breath a sigh of relief.

After all, being chased by a person like that made her feel embarrassed even if she said it.

but now……

"Weng Minhong?"

Weng Minhong came back to her senses, trembling all over, with anger and fear in her eyes.

But in this case, she turned to look at Jiang Yan first.

Jiang Yan lowered his head and stuffed the last book on the table into his bag as if nothing had happened, then stood up and walked out. When he passed by Big Fatty Jin who was standing at the front door, he patted him on the shoulder and said in a medium voice: "Come on!"

Tian Xiaohui couldn't help but laugh out loud, and then other boys in the class followed suit and laughed. Liu Wenhu was the most exaggerated, patting the table and laughing.

Weng Min's red face turned pale, tears streaming down her face, she was extremely humiliated!

But Jiang Yan didn't even look at her and left after saying those two words.

Big Fatty Jin was still standing at the front door, looking at her eagerly.

"You didn't date him?"

Zhang Ting is with her all day long. Doesn’t she know how much she annoys Big Fatty Jin? Looking at her reaction now, there is nothing unclear about it.

Weng Minhong was lying on the table crying uncontrollably. Jin Dapang was stunned when he saw her like this, and then scratched his head in confusion.

The laughter in the class gradually stopped. Under Zhang Ting's glare, several boys who laughed loudly left with their schoolbags on their backs.

Except Liu Wenhu.

Zhang Ting didn't dare to glare at him, and he didn't look down on her either.

Liu Wenhu said loudly to Big Fatty Jin, "Big Fatty, you have good vision. You see, I am so excited that I am crying. Please comfort me quickly."

"Liu Wenhu!"

Zhang Ting couldn't bear it anymore and stood up with a slap on the table. However, when Liu Wenhu looked at her lightly, the courage she had just aroused suddenly died down, and she wanted to sit down with her neck shrinking.

But seeing so many people watching, it was so embarrassing. From the corner of his eye, he spotted Qi Lihong next to Liu Wenhu. He immediately diverted the fire without thinking, "Qi Lihong, are you blind? Weng Minhong was crying when I didn't see her. She usually helps you so much." , are you so cold-blooded and just watch?"

Qi Lihong was packing her schoolbag. Faced with the sudden condemnation, she looked up at Zhang Ting with a blank expression, not knowing how she had offended her.

"Still watching, Qi Lihong..."

"Zhang Ting, I've given you some shame, haven't I?" Liu Wenhu's face turned completely cold. He looked at Zhang Ting gloomily, "Why don't you try saying something to Qi Lihong again?"

Zhang Ting's half-opened mouth was completely closed, her face turned red, and she was extremely embarrassed.

She turned around and sat down. She was no longer in the mood to comfort Weng Minhong, who was still crying. She lowered her head and wished she could be invisible.

Seeing this situation, Jin Dapang, no matter how slow he was, understood that Weng Minhong didn't date him.

So the note on his seat was a prank?

What about text messages?

Big Fatty Jin sighed, feeling it was a pity.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but looking at Weng Minhong who was still crying, he hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over and explained, "Whether you believe it or not, I really received your text message and saw the note you wrote to me. I just came here. I thought..."

"Get out! Get out..."

Weng Minhong raised her face full of tears from her seat and roared at Big Fatty Jin.

Big Fat Jin's face changed slightly. Even though he was often made fun of for being fat, fat people also have self-esteem.

What's more, he comes from a wealthy family and is generous. There are many boys who usually flatter him and surround him. When has he ever been told to get out in public?

The last time Weng Minhong rejected him, although she was very absolute, the words were still within the range that he could accept, and there were only two of them at the time.

"Wang Minhong, there is no need for you to be like this. Although I, Jin Dafu, am not good-looking, I will not stalk anyone I want to pursue. What's more, I don't have to do it with you."

After saying that, Big Fatty Jin turned around and left without stopping at all.

Weng Minhong cried for a while, and the thin powder on her face was washed away by tears. Her usual delicate makeup disappeared, leaving only a mess!

……

Big Fat Jin carried his schoolbag and headed to the cafeteria alone in depression. Tian Xiaohui caught up from behind, put his arms around his shoulders familiarly and comforted him, "Fatty, actually Wang Minhong is very average-looking. She only looks good because she knows how to put on makeup. She doesn't look as good as me after taking off the makeup. Don't belittle yourself just because of her rejection, especially since your conditions are so good."

Big Fatty Jin was stunned and looked at Tian Xiaohui with emotion, "Do you think my conditions are good?"

"Of course, anyone who is not blind knows that you are in good condition." How rich you are!

Big Fatty Jin also thought of this and shook his head, "If my family wasn't so rich, I would be almost useless, right?"

"That's not possible. Don't mention anything else. Your personality is a big advantage. Also, your facial features are actually not bad. If you can lose weight, you will definitely be very handsome. The other thing is your size--"

Tian Xiaohui gestured with his hand, "I'm 1.76 meters tall. You look just a little bit shorter than me. Then you must be at least 1.72 meters or 73 meters tall. This means that you only look shorter because you are too fat. In fact, you are not. He is not a third-class disabled person like others said, less than 1.7 meters tall."

Big Fatty Jin was even more moved now. How could he have discovered this if he hadn't observed carefully?

"You're right. Before the college entrance examination, I measured my height barefoot and it was 1,72.5. I'm just too fat and that's why I look short."

Tian Xiaohui patted him on the shoulder, "Weng Minhong doesn't like you because she has no vision. Brother Xin, I will wait until you succeed in losing weight. There will be many girls chasing you."

After that, he added, "I'll lend you your cell phone. I'll ask Brother Yan and Dai Lei which canteen they are in. I just asked them to help me prepare food."

Big Fatty Jin took out his cell phone and handed it to him without any doubt, and added thoughtfully, "It doesn't matter if you can't find them. You eat with me, and I treat you."

"That's so embarrassing. Which canteen should we go to? By the way, Fatty, since Weng Minhong has rejected you, you don't need to save her mobile phone number, right? I'll delete her for you."

After saying that, I couldn't help but delete all the numbers with Weng Minhong's name in the text messages and address book.

It’s coming, it’s coming, I wrote it on my mobile phone today, very slowly.