Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

"I just study hard because of you, and then I got admitted to the No. 1 Middle School of the city. I will always follow you! I... " Yu Hanren pinched his fist as if he had exhausted all his courage and strength to shout out the words: "I will always, always look at you! Will follow you all the time! "

"Oh..." Zhang Ya Leng nodded.

“……” Yu Hanren then dared to look into Zhang Ya's eyes, and lowered his head quickly with only one eye: "I, that's all I have to say, Sister Zhang yaxue, go to the bottom of the exam at the weekend!" After that, Yu Hanren turned around and left quickly. On the way to the stairs, he accidentally hit someone. Almost a fall.

"Ha ha." Seeing this, Zhang Ya chuckled, then shook his head helplessly, turning his head to the last pair of joking eyes.

Seeing the master of a pair of eyes, Zhang Ya's cheek is a little red, obviously nothing happened, which also makes her have a sense of being caught.

"Wow, my sister-in-law of wanxingke." Wan Xingke stabbed Wan Xinghao in the abdomen with her elbow with a proud expression.

Although they were late today, they still saw a very interesting picture, good, good.

Wan Xinghao looks at Zhang Ya from the corner of his mouth. He saw Zhang Ya two days ago, but he feels like he hasn't seen her for a long time, thinking about her all the time.

"Stop laughing." Zhang Ya said, "how did you come so late? The second class is almost over."

"There's a change of dressing." Wan Xingke said, "we went to the hospital directly in the morning and said hello to Miss Bai."

"Oh." Zhang Ya should have a look at Wan Xinghao's bandaged arm hanging on his chest: "how about your hand?"

He shook his head gently to show that he was OK.

At this time, the bell rang and several people returned to the classroom.

This semester, there is no change in the original class, and the seats are still in accordance with the second year of high school.

Wan Xinghao and Zhang Ya are still in the same seat.

As soon as the students were seated, the math teacher came in.

The teacher exchanged a few words with the students and asked them to open a brand-new senior three math book, telling them that the key points of this semester have been outlined.

Zhang Yazheng is listening, and a note is handed over.

Zhang Ya sees the note handed by Wan Xinghao. He hooks the corner of his mouth, takes it carefully, and stretches the neatly folded note.

[congratulations to Zhang Ya. He got a fan brother on the first day of his senior high school. ]

“……” Zhang Ya's ears were burning. He knew that Wan Xinghao was talking about what happened to Hanren just now. He quietly wrote a few words and drew an expression. Zhang Ya handed the note back.

Wan Xinghao takes Zhang Yadi's note and opens it with one hand, only to see a match man holding his fist on it, beside which is written [go, what Fan brother, and hit you again. ]

Wan Xinghao's mouth is tiny. Unexpectedly, he wants to know what it would be like if Zhang Ya really started to hit him. Is it a coquettish wave of fist, not light or heavy, hanging his arm without injury, or raising his hand to frighten him?

Wan Xinghao wants to know a little, but next second he is shocked by his idea.

Expecting to be beaten. Is he shaking? Not at all

Of course, Zhang Ya doesn't know Wan Xinghao's obstinate idea now, but he is a bit shy with a little red cheek and his head buried in a book.

"Zhang Ya." The teacher called the roll.

"In." Zhang Ya stands up to see the math teacher.

"You come to the front to expand these formulas, and then the students will copy them below. This is an important test point for the college entrance examination over the years, and you can master it skillfully."

"Good." Zhang Ya left his seat and walked to the platform. The other students opened their new notebooks and began to record.

Wan Xinghao looks at Zhang Ya's back and mouth. He likes her more and more.

Feng leisurely flicks her notebook with her pen, moves her eyes from Zhang Ya to Wan Xinghao, turns her head, and whispers to the girl next to her: "Zhang Ya's classmate and her deskmate..."

"It's a relationship." The girl whispered, "it's accepted by the whole school."

"Oh?" Feng leisurely eyes a bright: "so ah."

"There are several pairs in our class." The girl pointed to Tu Xiaofei and Han Jinxiang again: "they are also a couple."

"Oh..." Feng answered leisurely and meaningfully.

"What's the matter?" The girl asked curiously.

"It's nothing, but I heard that our domestic high schools are very strict in this I just feel a little curious. " Said Feng leisurely.

"The way is one foot high, the devil is one foot high. Where can the three foot wall stop the young men and girls' spring heart?" The girl shrugged a nonchalant expression: "just get used to it."

"Well." Feng leisurely smiled, and Mei Mou took a small wrapped gift from her schoolbag and handed it to the girl, saying, "this is a small gift for you."

"Eh? Why give me a present? " The girl was stunned.

"In fact, it's not me. It's my mother who prepared it. Let me give it to the girl who can talk in the new class. You happen to be my deskmate. I just thought it's very happy to chat with you." Feng leisurely spits out the tip of her tongue and says, "I will do what my mother said."

"That's it!" The girl heard Feng leisurely saying this and didn't refuse any more, but she was embarrassed and said, "well, I don't know that there will be new students coming today, so I have no preparation..."

"It's OK." "Feng leisurely and playfully blinked and said:" you are willing to tell me the things in the class I am very grateful

"It's all small things." The girl was a little embarrassed.

"Please tell me more later." Feng leisurely sipped her lips and said, "after all, I'm new here."

"Well, don't worry." With a short hand, the girl had to nod.

"Thank you." Feng leisurely smiled and turned her head to look at the blackboard.

The girl also carefully put the gift box into the desk, ready to open it later to see what it is.

The time of a class passed quickly. It was still a sunny day in the morning. When the class was over in the second class, it was cloudy outside the window. The break exercise turned to rest.

After class, three groups of two, either go to the student supermarket together, or go to the bathroom, or stroll in the corridor.

The weather is not good, and we didn't move to the playground. Most of them are still sitting in the classroom reading or chatting, and some of them don't lie on the table for a nap.

"That's fast." Tu Xiaofei said with both hands holding his cheek: "this is senior three. Next year, the college entrance examination will be held. Where are you going to take the exam?"