The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 20 Back to School
The blue and white school uniform, bright red scarf, walking on the spacious street with a schoolbag on his back, listening to the sound of bicycle bells, and the sound of classmates greeting each other, these things were once in the purgatory of murder, and Song Ye missed them more than once. I have lived and longed for it, but after a long time, my feelings have become numb, and these dispensable emotions have been abandoned.

Song Ye never thought that his life would have a chance to start over again.

Walking on the long street in winter, with the rustling of fallen leaves under his feet, Song Ye walked into the blue gate with his schoolbag on his back, and the white porcelain and black-lined teaching building caught his eyes. The people were short and somewhat old. Old, but unreasonably familiar.

"Hey, look, what class is that student? He looks really good-looking."

"I haven't seen it either, is it a transfer student?"

As early as the moment Song Ye appeared at the gate, there were female students in twos and threes gathering behind him to watch and discuss.That fair and handsome face, with long hair cut off, is destined to be unable to resist rumors and gossips in front of the world.

In less than a class, the entire third grade knew that there was an extremely good-looking boy who entered the third grade of the third middle school.

No matter how complicated and stressful the environment they are in, the pursuit of beautiful things by young boys and girls will never end.

In her previous life, Song Ye was inferior and cowardly, and she was an invisible person wherever she went. This was the first time that she attracted so much attention on campus, but it couldn't arouse her mood swings.

In her eyes, the age of 15 is just a child, and being admired by children is really not something to be happy about.

Following the map in her memory, she came to the door of the third and fifth classes of junior high school, and the moment she appeared, the girls screamed a lot.

"Ah! It's that boy, why is he here?"

Tang Meiling, who was sitting in the seat, heard the commotion, and felt a little excited. She raised her head and brushed her hair around her ears with her hands, showing a sweet smile. She was confident that she was the school girl of No. [-] Middle School, and no man could escape her. charm.

But when she raised her head and saw the figure and face in front of the door, she froze in place instantly, the smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were filled with unbelievable shock.

Then, the whole class also dropped their jaws.

Because this handsome young man who appeared suddenly walked straight into the classroom and sat in the last seat of the class.

There was Song Ye's seat, which was rejected by the whole class.

While everyone was still in shock and flustered, Tang Meiling got up abruptly and strode towards that seat.

Song Ye had already received this malicious sight, but he didn't take it seriously at all. When he was on the train, what should be taught has already been taught.

It's a pity that some people obviously don't have a long memory, and now they are aggressive and want to come here to make trouble.

Just as Song Ye was about to put the book on the table, he turned his eyes away from the table, and stopped his movement immediately, but Tang Meiling had already walked up to her, arrogantly, and directly ordered: "Come out with me."

Song Ye looked up at her fat and round face, with two spots of plateau red on it, and really couldn't understand why the school belle standard of No. [-] Middle School was so low, and why the former Song Ye was so afraid of her.

It was really a change of mood and a different way of seeing things, so at this time Tang Meiling's order was completely ignored by Song Ye in the public.

She looked at the other party so that she could pack her things in leisure, and she didn't mean to talk to her at all, her face turned red with anger, and her voice became louder unconsciously, "I told you to stand up, are you deaf? ? Song Ye!"

When Song Ye's name was called out, the whole class was shocked again.

The handsome young man in the corner in front of me is really that unknown, dirty and smelly invisible man Song Ye?
The contrast before and after this was so great that many people rubbed their eyes, expressing disbelief.

But if you look carefully, it's not difficult to recognize that childish face, which is soft and beautiful only for girls. It's just that Song Ye's temperament is too cold, and that trace of soft beauty can be covered up.

Tang Meiling yelled at her name and surname, and Song Ye finally responded, "What qualifications do you have to order me?"

This sound was extremely cold, like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, which blew up the entire class.

Many good boys whistled, "Wow, I didn't expect the doormat to go crazy, so here's a good show. Class monitor, everyone is a student, what qualifications do you have to order Song Ye?"

"Wang Tiechuan, shut up, the last one in the class, you have the nerve to talk." Tang Meiling yelled back, there will always be a polarization between poor students and good students in a class, and Tang Meiling, as the number one in the school year, naturally has Confidently teach a poor student like Wang Tiechuan a lesson.

"Tch, everyone is equal, freedom of speech, you can control yourself." Wang Tiechuan was also poor-mouthed, which made Tang Meiling blush again.

After thinking about it, everything was caused by Song Ye. Seeing her face now, Tang Meiling trembled with anger, raised her palm high, and slapped it on the table, "Song... ..."

Before that leaf word could be spoken, the expression on Tang Meiling's face froze instantly again.

She lowered her head and looked at the position where her palm was slapped down, which happened to be in the middle of the table, and the sticky touch on it was the super glue they had smeared on Song Ye in the morning.

"Ah!" Tang Meiling let out a sharp scream from the pain caused by the forceful tearing, which alarmed all the teachers in the office.

The glue dries quickly when in contact with human skin, so when the teacher entered the door, what he saw was the inseparable scene of the hands and the table.

"What's going on?" The homeroom teacher is a [-]-year-old unmarried woman who has been in a grumpy state all year round. On the first day of school, she saw the class leader making trouble, and her face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Tang Meiling was about to cry at this time, fearing that her good image in the teacher's heart would be compromised, and seeing Song Ye's old god-like face again, her heart moved, and she said first: "Teacher, it is Song Ye who is here!" There was super glue on the table and I got stuck on it."

"What?" The teacher also saw Song Ye's exquisite face for the first time, and he was taken aback for a moment, and then strode over, and saw that the hand was already tightly glued, and the glue handle was hot red. He was shocked, pointing at Song Ye angrily and shouting, "Song Ye, why do you cause trouble as soon as you go to school? I don't know that this kind of thing can't be played casually. If there is something wrong with Meiling's hand, can you take responsibility?"

This didn't solve the problem, so he wanted to shirk responsibility first, and Song Ye understood the head teacher's plan.

But she is not easy to bully, pointing to the desk in front of her, "Teacher, please see clearly whose desk this is. Even if I break my brain and play with super glue as correction fluid, there is no need for Squad Leader Tang to catch up with me." Sticky upwards."

(End of this chapter)