Please Put on Your Vest, Madam

"Little short legs, what are you talking about? Just say it if you are jealous of others."

A boy at the table next to Jiang Yumeng stretched out and kicked Jiang Yumeng's leg, his tone was dry.

"Bah, she is your goddess and not my goddess, and your liking for her does not prevent me from disliking her."

Jiang Yumeng was like a lion with exploded fur in an instant, opening her teeth and dancing claws.

"You girls are small-minded, and Lu Jiayue is so good. Are you blind? I think you are jealous that everyone is better than you."

Xu Hanyu felt unhappy in an instant.

Lu Jiayue is a recognized goddess, the white moonlight in the hearts of most boys.

"Look, a girl who is more beautiful than Lu Jiayue is sitting behind me."

Jiang Yumeng was particularly unconvinced, then turned to look at Lu Qingyi and said.

Lu Qingyi is very beautiful, and his appearance is far away from Lu Jiayue.

"Pretty, isn't it in Class 20?"

Xu Hanyu said with a chuckle.

He admired Lu Jiayue not because of Lu Jiayue's good looks, but mainly because of Lu Jiayue's versatility.

Versatile girls are always welcome.

Lu Qingyi frowned as he looked at the two people with a bit of a headache.

She likes quietness and doesn't like lively.

"Lu Qingyi, someone is looking for it."

One class time passed quickly, and just after class, the door of Class 20 became noisy.

Lu Jiayue, who had never appeared at the door of Class 20, miraculously appeared at the door of Class 20 today.

Her black hair was draped around her waist, and she was dressed in a white tulle dress with a faint smile on her mouth.

Pure and lovely.

"Hello everyone, I'm here to look for my sister, you should take good care of her in the future."

Lu Qingyi walked out impatiently, and heard Lu Jiayue's playful and cute words.

Her voice was sweet, and she blinked playfully.

"My God, the goddess smiled at me."

"Bah, baah, he smiled at me obviously."

"It's so gentle and cute, I love it."

"I have never looked at the goddess so close."

"The way I laughed fascinated me."

The students in Class 20 started discussing without shy.

Lu Jiayue had a sweet smile from beginning to end.

Lu Qingyi was a little irritable.

"Sister, are you out?"

Seeing Lu Qingyi, Lu Jiayue showed a big smile. She approached her affectionately and wanted to grab Lu Qingyi's hand.

Lu Qingyi escaped calmly.

"Sister, how do you feel in the class? Is there anything inappropriate? Is it strange?"

Lu Jiayue chattered like she didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Are you free?" Lu Qingyi yawned.

"Ah? Sister, it’s okay. I know you haven’t read high school. There must be a lot of discomfort when you go directly to the third year of high school. But it’s okay. If you have anything you don’t understand, you can come to me. One class upstairs."

Lu Jiayue's voice is full of care, yet she looks like a good Chinese sister.

Haven't read high school?

High school directly?

A group of people in Class 20 were dumbfounded, and all their strange eyes fell on Lu Qingyi.

Although they have poor grades and don't like to learn, they all start from the first year of high school to the third year of high school anyway.

I haven't heard of high school and I just skipped to the third year without going to high school.

If it's a rare genius, that's all, but Lu Qingyi came from a well-recognized squad.

"My God, there should be no problem with my ears, right?"

"No, I didn't even go to high school and went to the third year of high school?"

"I seem to know something."

The people in Class 20 started talking again, seeing Lu Qingyi's eyes with a touch of contempt and curiosity.

Lu Qingyi raised her eyebrows, her sister is pretty amazing. The words that seemed to be caring were actually revealing her origins to the people in Class 20.

Ah.

"Sister, you must study hard. It's better to have a high school diploma. It's better than going out to work now, right?"

Lu Qingyi didn't speak, but Lu Jiayue was still chattering.

Go out to work now?

Oh humiliation.

The 20th class seems to know the truth.

Lu Qingyi stopped studying in junior high school and went out to work, and now he is arranged by his family to enter the first middle school diploma?

"I'll go, I can't believe it at all."

"The Goddess Jiayue has such good grades, and Jiahao's grades are not bad. Their sister is actually so bad."

"It seems that Lu Qingyi has not inherited the clever gene."

"Very happy, isn't it?"

Lu Qingyi never cared about other people's eyes. Some things are used to it.

She leaned close to Lu Jiayue for a few minutes and whispered in her ear.

childish.

"Class is about to start, I am going back to the classroom, sister remember to go to me if you have something to do, I am in class."

Seeing that the class time was approaching, Lu Jiayue was willing to leave. She emphasized her class again.

One class, twenty class, one in the sky and one underground.

Show off?

Lu Qingyi laughed suddenly.

Lu Jiayue turned and left, and her sweet smile quickly disappeared from her face, replaced by a contemptuous smile.

Lu Qingyi, I won't let you have a better life in school.

Since she was sensible, the Lu family had only one daughter, and Lu Qingyi was nothing more than a "poor relative" who came to Luzhai for one night every year.

Mother was very indifferent to Lu Qingyi and always turned a blind eye. Although my father had caring in his eyes, it was very rare.

Her parents didn't like Lu Qingyi, which also led her to dislike Lu Qingyi.

Especially Lu Qingyi's more beautiful face than her, and her cold temperament.

Sometimes she really wanted to tear Lu Qingyi's face.

"Lu Qingyi, are your grades really bad?"

"Lu Qingyi, what do you think about going outside to work?"

"Lu Qingyi, it's not easy to mess in society, right?"

"Eh, what kind of work have you done?"

"That's not right, even if you don't study, you can't go out to work, right?"

Lu Qingyi walked back to his seat indifferently, the classroom exploded, and there was no end of twittering questions.

Well-meaning, contemptuous, sympathetic, curious...

It's noisy and headache.

Lu Qingyi pressed his temple irritably: "Shut up."

The noisy classroom fell silent in an instant.

Lu Qingyi's voice was cold and cold, revealing a sense of coercion, as if a bad boy met a harsh teacher.

Classmates who have quieted down, look at me and I look at you. They are also dumbfounded. Why do they quiet down?

Why should they listen to Lu Qingyi's words?

Why should they be so good?

"Why did I just have the feeling that the dean of teaching was caught?"

A boy spoke weakly, his tone a little uncertain.

They may not be afraid of subject teachers, and they may not be afraid of class teachers, but they are still quite afraid of teaching directors.