The real daughter is studying again

Chapter 39 039 Save Face
Song Wenjing still had a slight smile on his face, but the protruding veins on his hands could still tell that he had exerted a lot of strength.

Jiang Muning shook Song Wenjing's hand vigorously, but did not shake it off.

"Okay, it's over."

After a while, Song Wenjing let go of Jiang Muning, and he took out a tissue to wipe his palms.

The smile on his face has not disappeared, and now it seems that there is an evil charm.

"Song Wenjing!"

Jiang Muning was relieved, he waited for Song Wenjing, gritting his teeth.

There was fierceness in the eyes, wishing to cut Song Wenjing into pieces.

Song Wenjing: "I'm here."

"Muning, does it hurt?"

Shen Jingjing hurried forward, she gently grabbed Jiang Muning's arm, lowered her head and blew on the pinched place.

The movements were gentle, revealing a hint of distress.

"fine."

With Shen Jingjing's concern, Jiang Muning's mood improved a little.

At least he is more popular with girls than Song Wenjing.

Although many people did not dare to approach Song Wenjing, or were defeated by Song Wenjing's indifferent attitude.

But it doesn't matter, the process is not important, the result is the most important.

"Shen Qingtang, I'm covering it."

Song Wenjing took a few steps back and returned to Shen Qingtang's side. He put his arm around Shen Qingtang's shoulder.

He raised his jaw slightly and spoke extremely seriously.

"Young Master Jiang, don't bully my people, otherwise I can only treat him in the same way."

Song Wenjing's whole body leaned towards Shen Qingtang's side, the gravity was on Shen Qingtang's body, he slacked off and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The tone may seem lazy, but it has a certain power.

"Damn, you really don't save face for me."

At this moment, Shen Qingtang took a big step to the side, Song Wenjing lost her balance and fell directly to the ground.

A little... embarrassing.

"You are heavy."

Shen Qingtang touched her nose, not giving any face.

It's enough to speak well, and you have no bones to rely on her?

Gee.

"Save face for me in public."

Song Wenjing stood up, patted the dust off his body, and coughed softly with his right fist on his lips.

Shen Jingjing and Jiang Muning stood aside, neither of them laughed at Song Wenjing's embarrassment.

Shen Jingjing's face turned pale. Looking at the interaction between Shen Qingtang and Song Wenjing, her nails sank into her flesh, causing her own pain.

Jiang Muning bit his lip, his eyes were dark.

Shen Qingtang, "Let's talk about it next time."

"Thank you, I'm going back to the classroom first."

The class bell rang, and Shen Qingtang turned and walked towards the classroom.

Her movements are chic, without any hesitation.

"What are you looking at, class is on."

Song Wenjing sighed helplessly, and just in time to meet Shen Jingjing's straight gaze, he frowned.

His Tangtang really didn't save him any face.

"Muning, I'm sorry, I'm the one who hurt you, and I don't know when my sister and Song Wenjing will get along with you..."

"Obviously they haven't talked before, I really don't know..."

As Shen Jingjing was talking, tears suddenly fell down her face. She bit her lips tightly with an aggrieved expression.

Yes, when did Shen Qingtang and Song Wenjing get along so well?
Why is Shen Qingtang?

"It has nothing to do with you, no need to apologize."

Jiang Muning shook his head at Shen Jingjing, his tone was gentle.

When Shen Qingtang returned to the classroom, the table was full of snacks.

Shen Qingtang: "???"

"It was bought by a girl in class one. I don't know her, but she said she was in class one."

Chu Yi looked back at Shen Qingtang, and he said slowly.

During class break, a well-behaved girl carried a large bag of snacks, and dumped them all on Shen Qingtang's table.

It's okay to pour it down, and put it on again, and she nodded in satisfaction when she was satisfied.

Quite cute.

Shen Qingtang nodded, "Well, I see."

When it comes to class, it's almost certain who it is.

"Oh yes, there is a letter in the drawer."

Chu Yi moved his lips, and he spoke with some confusion.

His eyes fell on Shen Qingtang's face, with a hint of inquiry, and an emotion that was unclear.

Shen Qingtang, "Understood, thank you."

Shen Qingtang took out a pink envelope from the drawer, with a big red heart on it.

Shen Qingtang: "???"

What the hell?

"Are you sure it was written by the person who delivered the snacks?"

The corner of Shen Qingtang's mouth twitched, and she raised the envelope in her hand.

Chu Yi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, yes."

"it is good."

Shen Qingtang opened the envelope, and the smile on her lips widened infinitely. After a while, she put the envelope away and put it back in the drawer.

Chu Yi was dumbfounded.

Shen Qingtang just accepted it? ? ?

Accepted? ? ?
"Shen Qingtang, that..."

Chu Yi stared at Shen Qingtang, hesitating to speak.

Shen Qingtang was clearing up the snacks on the table, when she heard this, she looked up at Chu Yi.

"Want to eat? Share some with you."

Shen Qingtang threw the previous few bags of snacks into Chu Yi's arms.

In this class, I seem to have more friendship with Chu Yi, and the others have only talked at most.

That's right, Shen Qingtang's behavior was not good in the past, even if he changed now, it would not be said that many people would take the initiative to come to Shen Qingtang to make friends.

And Shen Qingtang was obsessed with studying and was too lazy to socialize.

"Ah, thank you."

Chu Yi looked at the snacks in his arms, and thanked Shen Qingtang.

He looked at Shen Qingtang several times and hesitated to speak, but in the end he turned around without saying anything.

Shen Qingtang started to study again, she was sitting alone, and one of the empty tables was full of books.

In the self-study class, the classroom was a little noisy, and Shen Qingtang was addicted to her own world.

When people really focus on one thing, they will automatically block the irrelevant sounds from the outside world.

"Shen Qingtang is really serious."

"That's right, Shen Qingtang is so serious, what qualifications do we have?"

"Are we going to learn too?"

"Hurry up, stop chatting, and study."

"Where is the gap between us and Xueba?"

"Is there a possibility that she's learning while we're at school and she's learning while we're playing?"

"My God, so this is the gap between me and Xueba."

"..."

Several classmates who were whispering to each other saw Shen Qingtang writing furiously from the corner of their eyes, and expressed their opinions one after another.

When a person works hard, it really affects the people around him.

As the saying goes, those who are close to ink are black, and those who are close to vermilion are red.

There is a certain truth in what the ancients said.

After some discussion, several people also started to study.

It seems that since Shen Qingtang started studying, the learning atmosphere of Class [-] has gradually changed.

(End of this chapter)