Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 362
Clearing his throat, "If you don't go in, you'll be late."

Only then did Ying Wanwan gather her spirits and leaned closer to his ear. "I'm leaving, you have to remember to miss me, you can't look at other women."

Xiao Nanfeng: "."

Nodding, he responded softly.

Ying Wanwan was only satisfied when she got a response.

There are not many cars these days, and Ying Wanwan got off the car and already attracted the attention of passing students.

There was a breakfast stand on the side of the school gate, Zhou Xinlan was standing in front of the breakfast stand, and there were no other roommates around her.

Turning his eyes, the eyes of the two collided.

Zhou Xinlan took breakfast, pursed her lips, and cheekily came over to say hello, "Ying Wanwan, good morning."

"It's getting late." Ying Wanwan said indifferently.

Zhou Xinlan smiled stiffly, "Ying Wanwan, I was wrong a few days ago, I'm sorry."

A few days ago, I was only focused on inquiring about Ying Wanwan's past with that woman, and forgot about that man in a moment of excitement.

When I think about it, that woman is nowhere to be found.

Ying Wanwan glanced coldly at Zhou Xinlan's delicate and innocent face, "I really admire your cheekiness. You can threaten me one moment, but you can erase what you have done with an apology later? You really think too highly of yourself, I advise you not to try to challenge my bottom line, otherwise I don't mind dealing with you like I dealt with Chu Xiaolian."

Pass Zhou Xinlan and leave!
Shocked and frightened, Zhou Xinlan followed Ying Wanwan for a while before recovering, a shadow flashed in her eyes.

Passing the bulletin board, glanced away.

Suddenly remembered that I had dinner with Ying Wanwan at the beginning of school, and the brother from the first year of research on the bulletin board had come to find Ying Wanwan.

At that time, they were still curious and envied that Ying Wanwan knew a brother who was a graduate student.

Contacting that woman is only as a family member, and she has children with her. She must be a graduate student or above to be eligible to bring her family members into the dormitory of the school.

Then Ying Wanwan and Brother Lu should have been lovers before, right?

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became.

He thought he had caught Ying Wanwan again.

Going back to the dormitory to pick up books, Fang Dashu was the only one left in the room. She had washed her clothes in the morning, and now she was using a bamboo pole to carry the clothes hangers to the clothes rail above the balcony.

Seeing Ying Wanwan smiled and said hello, "Ying Wanwan, wait for me for 2 minutes, let's go together."

"Okay." Ying Wanwan hugged the book and was about to sit on Fang Dashu's bed and wait for her. She glanced at her bed, it was very messy, and almost had an obsessive-compulsive disorder attack.

She glanced at Fang Dashu, "Fang Dashu, it's time for you to make the bed."

Fang Dashu blushed and scratched his head, "I got up too late in the morning and didn't have time to fix it. If you can't stand it, you can help me tidy up a little."

Ying Wanwan: "."

"It's better for you to tidy up yourself. I'm worried that you put money on the bed. If it's gone, I can't tell."

"You're quite thoughtful, but I don't have money to put on the bed. I heard that the allowance will be paid this afternoon." Fang Dashu mentioned money, his eyes lit up.

Ying Wanwan said, "Oh, is that so? Where can I get it?"

"The counselor talked about the school finance office, let's go together then."

While talking, Zhou Xinlan came back and saw Fang Dashu's dripping clothes, "Fang Dashu, wring out your clothes, keep dripping, you can leave the balcony after a while."

Fang Dashu took a look, there was a little too much water, "Ying Wanwan, give me a hand and wring out my clothes."

Ying Wanwan agreed, put down the book in her hand and stepped forward to help.

Zhou Xinlan didn't say anything.

After Fang Dashu finished her clothes, she took a dry steamed bun and gnawed on it. Ying Wanwan remembered that she had dried radish in her storage compartment, so she took it out to serve her with steamed buns.

Fang Dashu was not polite, and looked down at the dried radish that Ying Wanwan handed over, "There are sesame seeds in this one in yours, it smells so good, and there is a lot of oil and water. Thank you, I didn't see that you ate twice in the dormitory." , how could this happen?"

Ying Wanwan smiled, "My mother-in-law made it for me. I almost forgot, she likes spicy food, and there are a lot of peppers in it." She saw that Fang Dashu's dried steamed buns were also delicious, "I saw the school when I came here. There are freshly baked steamed buns for sale at the door, why don’t you buy freshly made ones, will this taste good after a few days?”

"It's good. I'm very satisfied when I have white noodles every day."

Ying Wanwan smiled, "You can eat something good when you get the allowance."

"I still want to send more than half of it home to honor my parents. I'm not like you. My family conditions are so good. My mother's family is rich, and my husband's family is not bad."

Zhou Xinlan was warned by Ying Wanwan early in the morning, and she really didn't feel at ease. Thinking about that senior brother Lu, she wasn't worried that she would be annoyed. At this time, she echoed Fang Dashu, "You think everyone is as rich as you, and they are so fussy."

Ying Wanwan glanced at Zhou Xinlan, but remained silent.

Fang Dashu didn't appreciate it, and glanced at Zhou Xinlan, "Are you jealous?" She smiled with Ying Wanwan, "Many people who buy steamed buns at the school gate are bought by people outside the school, and they are expensive. They are from our school. It’s cheaper, the one in my hand was bought at the cafeteria early in the morning last Saturday.”

Zhou Xinlan was teased, she glanced at Ying Wanwan with provocative eyes, and sat quietly eating her own meal.

Fang Dashu quickly finished eating the steamed buns in his hand, and Ying Wanwan went to the classroom with her.

The school has a school celebration in mid-November, and each class will produce a program. After being screened by the school's art department, they will perform on stage on the school day, and the certificates won by the winners can be counted in the total score at the end of the semester.

The head teacher came to inform that the class didn't need to waste study time preparing for the program, and Ying Wanwan would just go up and play the flute.

Such a decision made many students in the class unacceptable.

Especially Chu Xiaolian who can sing and Zhao Li who plays the harmonica well.

If this kind of activity is not linked to interests, it doesn't matter who participates, otherwise there will naturally be dissatisfaction.

Both want awards.

"Ms. Deng, isn't this too unfair? If you decide to respond directly to Wanwan, why don't you announce it in class? Just tell her about it in private."

"Yeah, it's so unfair. Even if Ying Wanwan can play the flute well, you should at least take care of the talented students in the class, right?"

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Ying Wanwan also didn't want the teacher in charge to use this method to put her on stage. She was directly selected for her performance after the military training last time, and she had already offended several students in the class who thought they were talented.

But at that time, everyone was new here, so they dared not speak out, but what happened that time made her a target of public criticism

It's the same this time, it's strange not to provoke public anger.

Although she wanted a certificate very much, she had to be convinced. How uncomfortable was she being questioned? "Teacher Deng, it's better to take a self-study time and let the talented students perform in front of other students in the class, and then vote to decide who will participate in the school's audition, so that everyone will think it is fair."

The head teacher flattened his mouth, "I don't think other students can compare to you."

(End of this chapter)