100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 2667 The Confession Was Rejected
Wang Yan pursed her lips, but did not answer.

Zhang Ying looked at her, "Sit down, monitor, I hope you can do this."

"..." Wang Yan was beating her heart, and she met Zhang Ying's gaze, "Teacher, I will definitely convey it, but it's not up to me to decide whether Sheng Yilang listens, I hope you can understand."

"If he doesn't listen to me, I will punish you!" Teacher Zhang Ying was a little impatient and serious.

All the students, including Wang Yan, were shocked!
This pot is not easy to carry!

"That's it. You are the squad leader. Unless you die, you must give me everything!" Zhang Ying was a little angry, but more embarrassing. Sheng Yilang obviously didn't give her face. Running over to attend class, he is a good old man, he can't even see a shadow of him!

Yes, Sheng Yilang is not in every art class.

The art class started, and it was a bit depressing... The teacher was impatient, and he was thinking about Sheng Yilang.

Most of the students took out the learning materials, and they raced against time to memorize the knowledge.

Nangong Yinuo lost someone by her side, and she was worried about Yiqing's situation, so she was always distracted, and she felt a heavy burden in her heart.

Although Yiqing is her best friend, she is also the princess of the Sheng family.

If it was normal, it would be a nervous matter for her to hurt a single hair, not to mention that she was injured today, and almost seriously injured... Now that I think about it, I feel lingering fear.

After the art class, Nangong Yinuo couldn't help picking up her mobile phone to send her a message, because she was afraid of being overheard by others.

After all, he didn't even go to the hospital, so he wanted to keep this matter a secret.

Nangong Yinuo asked her, "Yiqing, does your wound hurt?" After all, she had taken painkillers, and when the effects of the medicine wore off, she was worried that she would be in severe pain.

After the message was sent, she held onto her phone and waited.

After a while, Sheng Yiqing actually called back. When the ring rang, Nangong Yinuo was shocked. She was a little surprised, and quickly connected, "Hello, Yiqing."

"It's okay, why are you so worried?" The girl on the other end of the phone smiled sweetly, "Have you been distracted in class just now? Have you been worried about me?"

"We were in an art class just now."

"So you're really worried about me?" Yiqing chuckled, "It's okay, it's just a small injury, and someone else might not necessarily bandage it."

"..." Nangong Yinuo had to worry, after all, she was the princess of the Sheng family.

"Okay, don't worry about me." Yiqing changed the subject, "Have you read the novel? Have you selected the paragraphs?"

"I haven't watched it yet, but I want to pick the part I discussed with you earlier, that is, on that rainy night, the heroine's adoptive mother got into a car accident, and the heroine's anxiety and anxiety after she rushed to the hospital..."

"It's fine if you think you can act." Sheng Yiqing, who was holding the phone, had already arrived at the classroom door of Class 8, holding the phone in one hand, and holding half of a watermelon for her in the other!

"..." Nangong Yinuo inadvertently raised his eyes and saw her.

Sheng Yiqing smiled at her and came in.

How did she come?

Yiqing's arrival attracted many people's attention, everyone stopped their movements and looked up at her.

She is really beautiful, tall and tall, with a great temperament, and even the hair quality is so good.

Nangong Yinuo looked at the girl who was getting closer, she stood up, "Yiqing, why are you here?"

Sheng Yiqing came to her side and sat down in the vacant seat of her brother, "Come and see you, here you are." She handed the watermelon out.

"Does your hand not hurt?" She was so scared that she quickly took it.

She's bandaged, but you can't see it, it's in the clothes.

Yiqing shook her head, "I'm a survivor in the sea, so what are you afraid of with this little injury?"

After Yiqing sat down, Nangong Yinuo also sat down.

"Are you sure about choosing that part?" Sheng Yiqing asked, turning her eyes, wanting to be sure again.

At this point, the call is over.

"Yeah." She nodded, she had made up her mind.

"Well, how do you arrange it?" Yiqing asked, "When did you start to arrange it? I think you need to find someone to play the adoptive mother and the male protagonist."

"No, only myself is allowed to go on stage."

"Above?"

"Ah."

Sheng Yiqing withdrew her gaze, and looked around, "Where's my brother?"

"He didn't come to class."

"Not here?" Yiqing turned her eyes in surprise, and her eyes fell on her again, "Did you come to self-study early?"

Nangong Yinuo nodded.

Yiqing asked again, "Then where did he go?"

"do not know."

"..." Yiqing withdrew her gaze, and curiously flipped through Sheng Yilang's desk.

In the classroom of Class 8, many eyes fell on her. This girl is really beautiful, with black hair like a waterfall, and a graceful figure like a silhouette. When the corners of her lips are lightly raised, there seems to be a fairy in her eyes , bright, and with a hint of playfulness.

She sat there quietly and straight, and quietly opened a famous book.

All the women in the class are envious of this reincarnated girl.

She's probably the closest person to Sheng Yilang in this world, right?

Beautiful, rich, pampered...

He still survived a catastrophe in the sea, and even Lord Yan had to go around when he saw him.

Oops, I really can't envy this kind of fate.

After a while, the tall and handsome Song Xiquan put down the pen in his hand, folded the letter paper on the table, got up and walked towards her, folding it.

This scene also caught the eyes of many people. What does he want to do?What is he holding in his hand?

Sure enough, everyone saw him coming in front of Sheng Yiqing, and handed the folded letter paper to her with both hands, "Miss Yiqing, this is for you, please put it away."

Sheng Yiqing raised her eyes, and gently closed the famous book.

The eyes of the two came together, and the corners of Song Xiquan's lips were lightly raised, and there was a kind of playboy in that pretty smile.

"Hello, my name is Song Xiquan."

"You..." Yiqing's eyes slowly moved down from his face, and moved to the folded letter paper in his hand, no need to ask, just guessed it was a love letter.

"I have admired you for a long time, and I don't know if I can make friends."

Sheng Yiqing raised her lips, "No need? We won't see each other again."

"I can go to see you often." The man refused to back down, his eyes were full of admiration.

"Thank you for your liking." Yiqing stood up, but she didn't reach out to pick it up, "I think at our age, everything is floating except for studying, I'm not interested, including simply making friends, but if you insist If this letter is given to me, I think..." The corners of her lips curled up, with a hint of complacency in her smile, "I think I will put the letter in my brother's drawer."

"..." Song Xiquan's complexion changed slightly, why is this girl... so clueless?

"Yinuo, class is about to start, I'm leaving first." Saying that, Sheng Yiqing walked towards the aisle next to his seat.

Song Xiquan stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, and she hissed softly in pain, "Let go."

(End of this chapter)