Rebirth: Cultivation of Immortals in the city

Chapter 20
Long Su'er patted her clothes twice, glanced at them with distaste, then strode out of the alley, walked several small paths, and finally arrived at the gate of Nineteen Middle School. The ringing of bells echoed.

Not to be outdone, Long Su'er quickened her pace a lot, and she didn't have time to look at the scenery, and she was not late when she opened the door of the class, because the teacher hadn't started early self-study.

Entering the class, many pairs of eyes looked at her, clearly revealing that she couldn't believe that such a big change had happened in just a few days.

"beautiful."

"It's not plastic surgery."

"The clothes are clean."

Voices from all directions came together, Long Su'er ignored them, she went straight to the left side of the third row, where her seat was, she put her schoolbag on the desk, and sat down on the chair.

"It's still so beautiful." The sun bathed in the sun, but it didn't like the spring breeze's voice.

Long Su'er turned her ink-black eyes, stared at her deskmate and laughed, "Thank you."

The tablemate was slightly taken aback, but also smiled dumbly and said, "You're welcome."

Long Su'er vaguely remembered that his deskmate was a good person, and she couldn't help laughing out loud. Her deskmate was called Su Ze, but she once became a class member, and she was always bullied on weekdays. Su Ze It did help a lot.

"Girls look better when they smile." Su Ze said softly when he saw Long Su'er was happy.

In the past, Long Su'er was always lifeless and had no popularity at all. Maybe it was because she was bullied a lot, so she was also very depressed. Now it's the first time Su Ze sees her smile, and she feels that she smiles sweetly. Very cute.

'Snapped. A piece of chalk was slapped on Long Su'er's desk. A 1.6-meter-short girl stood proudly beside the desk. She pointed to the blackboard and said, "You are a student on duty today. Go clean the blackboard."

"I'm not on duty today." Long Su'er frowned.

The person who came was Zhao Yaoyao, the class monitor of class six of the third year. She had always wanted to sit with Su Ze, but Su Ze refused to agree. She insisted on sitting next to Long Su'er, intending to find a quiet place, but Because of this, Long Su'er became her imaginary enemy, bullying Long Su'er was always indispensable.

"I said you were on duty, and you were on duty."

On weekdays, Long Su'er dared not say a word, she usually wiped the blackboard submissively and didn't dare to talk back at all, but today's behavior made Zhao Yaoyao very angry, just now she saw her talking and laughing with Su Ze.

"Xu Chuan, Zhou Mingming, Zhao Yaoyao, why didn't I see Long Su'er's name." Su Ze interrupted for the first time. Usually, Long Su'er doesn't resist, and he doesn't talk too much. Today, the serf who turned over at the same table sang , He still doesn't help, it's a bit too unreasonable.

"I forgot to write it." Zhao Yaoyao said nonsense with her eyes open, not caring whether there was Long Su'er's name or not.

"Long Su'er is on duty on Wednesday, and today is Monday." Su Ze has a particularly good memory and is also a class cadre, so these small things are also remembered in his heart.

When Zhao Yaoyao heard that Su Ze still remembered this, she immediately became a little angry, feeling that they had an unusual relationship, and said: "Long Su'er, do you want to wipe the blackboard or not? If you are not on duty, I will write down your name. "

The squad leader's right is to maintain order. They will have a special notebook to write down the names of the offending students, and then report it to the teacher, who will handle it at his discretion.

(End of this chapter)