my mr whale

Chapter 33 The Beautiful Transfer Student 8
As soon as he spoke, the classroom fell silent again. This time the silence was different from the previous one. This time, even the head teacher didn't dare to speak loudly.

She pointed to the middle position, which was across the aisle from Jiang Ruoshan's position, and whispered, "Student Jiang, your position is right there."

How about this, the two of them are so close, the teacher in charge is worried that the two of them won't be able to pinch each other.

But it's just a position, and Jiang Ruoli won't be afraid of Jiang Ruoshan, she nodded, turned around, took her schoolbag, and walked towards the position.

At this time, the classroom was still very quiet, and Jiang Ruoli could even hear the sound of walking, even if it was very soft.

"Hey, who are you?"

Sitting in the last row, the boy who had just woken up rubbed his sleepy eyes, his tone full of irritability.

Is this... getting up?

Jiang Ruoli didn't take this arrogant-looking kid seriously, she walked to the place designated by the teacher, sat down, took out her textbook, and started to read.

With a bang, the chair fell to the ground.

The tall and handsome boy in the basketball uniform walked directly to Jiang Ruoli's table, propped the table with both hands, and looked down at Jiang Ruoli.

"I asked you something, didn't you hear it?"

Jiang Ruoshan was very happy seeing Jiang Ruoli pissing off Nangong Hao, she snorted coldly, crossed her legs, and watched the play.

Mo Shaofeng next to him frowned, looked at Jiang Ruoshan, then looked over there, touched his chin, and guessed in his heart that it seemed that Jiang Ruoshan and her sister didn't have a good relationship.

The head teacher wanted to say something, but he endured it, but he still didn't say anything.

The rich people who can enter this key class are not something that a small class teacher like her can offend.

Not to mention the Jiang family and the Nangong family.

Feeling that the eyes of the whole class were focused on her, Jiang Ruoli breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head, and stared at the handsome boy in front of her with a pair of sparkling eyes.

"Student, is there something wrong?"

Nangong Hao was flickered by the eyes that seemed to be talking, and for some reason, the anger in his heart disappeared instantly, and all that was left in his head was the endless waves of water.

He choked up subconsciously, his Adam's apple slid up and down, he only heard himself speak, his voice became softer, "What's your name?"

"Jiang Ruoli."

"Jiang Ruoshan is your relative?" Nangong Hao didn't realize at all that he was supposed to ask the teacher for a crime, but instead he became a table supporting his sister and chatting with her.

No matter how handsome he is, no matter how domineering he is, Jiang Ruoli is already a soul in her 20s, so naturally she won't be like other little girls.

She bent her mouth calmly, narrowed her eyes slightly, turned her head to look at Jiang Ruoshan next to her, and said, "She is my sister."

After saying this, Jiang Ruoli didn't care what the boy thought, let alone Jiang Ruoshan's ugly expression, she raised an innocent smile to the bewildered head teacher, and asked, "Teacher, should I Has class started?"

During the whole process, the momentum controlled the audience.

The head teacher looked at Nangong Hao and found that the other party had no intention of refusing, so he nodded with a confused face.

Nangong Hao raised his eyebrows in surprise, he didn't continue to look for trouble, but turned around, returned to his seat and sat down, staring thoughtfully at the beautiful figure in front of him.

After thinking about it, he took out his phone and sent a message to a WeChat group.

I'm Nangong: Xiaoshan, this Jiang Ruoli is your sister, your own sister?

This wechat group is usually a group of a few of their well-behaved rich kids, Jiang Ruoshan and Mo Shaofeng are both here.

Kuang Shan: Yes.

Although he didn't want to admit it, there was nothing he could do. Jiang Ruoshan stared at the phone, frowning, not understanding why Nangong Hao stopped in the middle of his disarming power.

Could it be that Nangong Hao has taken a fancy to Jiang Ruoli?

This will not work!

(End of this chapter)