Devil schoolmaster's beloved: honey love 999 times

The tense class test began in full swing.

Yan Shengli, who said she wanted to take a walk, quietly passed by Wen wanwan's classroom.

It is still a cold and free and easy high cold posture, hands in trouser pockets, Yuyan frozen.

Pretending nothing happened, he turned to look into the classroom and found Wen wanwan's position. Just when he saw Wen wanwan who bent his head and focused on answering questions, Yan Shengli saw that Jing Zhanyang's line of sight stayed on Wen wanwan just like him.

For a moment, Yan Shengli felt inexplicably upset.

It seems that some treasure is coveted. I feel very uncomfortable.

……

One in the morning, two in the afternoon.

Two days in a row.

It's finally over.

As for the exam results, Wen wanwan didn't think about it any more. Anyway, the results were doomed. She felt so relaxed now!

Every question, every question, she had a good examination and answer, and then also checked it.

However, there are only 30 places for her to enter class A, and her chance to win is still hanging.

If she can't get into class A, she may not have the courage to express her heart to someone!

"Alas --"

Wen wanwan sighed.

At first, I felt very relaxed. When I thought of failing the exam, I was worried again.

"You look like you're dead, don't you?"

As soon as Wen wanwan starts to carry her backpack for school, she suddenly hears LAN Si'er's taunt. As soon as she looks up, she sees LAN Si'er, who is always arrogant, and her attendant Yi Xiaoqing.

See wenwanwan was "Besieged", is preparing to leave Jimo to interest, slowly walked past to see the play.

Coming here for a week, she has already felt the hostility of those girls in the class to Wen wanwan, especially LAN Si'er and Yi Xiaoqing.

It's very good. She likes to see Wen wanwan being hated!

"Wen wanwan, you don't know yourself! Do you still want to take class a? Hum! A fool talks about a dream

Blue silk son sneered to smile, Yi Xiaoqing also followed to roll eyes.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Wen wanwan smiles calmly.

"Why don't you learn how to hate people now? Instead, you learn how to look? Just look at my face to know that I can't get into class a? Did you look in the mirror when you got up this morning? "

Hearing this, LAN Si er's smile disappeared and her face sank.

"Wen wanwan, what do you mean?"

"I mean, look at your face, I don't think you'll get into class a!"

"You --"

Blue silk son chest a block, complexion more black.

"Wen wanwan, do you know how many people in the whole college bet that you would be dumped when master Yan finished playing! How many people bet that you will get to class F! "

"Is it?"

Wen wanwan gently opened his mouth, followed by a curved smile.

"As for me, I advise you that gambling is against the law. Besides, whether I will be dumped, or which class I will be admitted to, seems to have nothing to do with you, and whether you win or lose gambling has nothing to do with me. Why should you tell me this?"

"Wen wanwan, you, you - hum! Don't be too proud

LAN Si'er was so angry that her face turned blue and red.

Wen Wan Wan is full of don't care of smile, clear Mou lightly raises to see to get the blue silk son of the facial expression gloomy in anger, the vision is firm.

"You said that before, but it's a pity that I will always be so proud! We'll see! Let's see if I'm going to class A or if you're going to class A, because I have a hunch that only one of us can get into class a! "