Cute and cute wife, Shao Xi loves it fiercely

Chapter 3 Prominent Identity

After hearing this, Xie Lingxin glanced at them calmly, "What did I think, your brains are too big.

But there is one thing you may be wrong, if Qingtian and I were Lily, with Ben Guliang's image and personality, we would definitely be queens. You're right, Qingtian! "

As she spoke, she patted Xia Qingtian's shoulder and looked at her meaningfully.

The latter looked up at her sadly and angrily, "You still say!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally bumped into a pair of smiling eyes not far away.

She froze for a moment, then quickly turned her head and covered her face on the table.

Xie Lingxin looked at her in surprise, and said in a low voice: "Sunny, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red?"

Xia Qingtian finally calmed down her heartbeat, and said softly: "That... Anxi City is in the corner behind us"

"Who are you talking about!"

Xie Ling yelled in shock, grabbed her arm and was about to continue asking, when suddenly a low voice sounded, "That classmate, don't let me out of class, don't disturb others!"

"Whatever you look at, it's you!"

Master Miejue stared straight at Xie Lingxin's direction, and the latter straightened up immediately, and made a zipper movement on his mouth, and Miejue Shitai turned his eyes to the textbook again in satisfaction.

Xia Qingtian was rustlingly memorizing the important points circled by Miejue Shitai in the textbook, and suddenly a piece of manuscript paper was handed over, with a line of words written on it, the eloquent handwriting showed the excitement of the master,

"On a sunny day, I just took a sneak peek at the back. The person in the back corner is really An Xicheng. I didn't expect to see him come to class. We made money today—"

She silently glanced at the triumphant Xie Lingxin, thought for a while and wrote:
"Are you sure you've earned something like that just now? It's not a total image ruin? What else is it that you can see him come to class? Doesn't he usually come to class?"

Xie Lingxin glanced at what she wrote, as if she had opened the door to the gossip soul, and wrote quickly:

"Don't pay attention to these small details, the male god won't mind.

By the way, don't you know that today is the first day of class for this school year?
Otherwise, why do you think that you never met him in Mijue Shitai's class before, and why so many people came to Mijue Shitai's class today?

Gu Liang glanced at me and found that there are still many people who are not from our college? "

"Isn't it because the extermination of the teacher's last class of this semester is focused today? If he doesn't come to class, the teacher won't give him a demerit?"

Xie Lingxin glanced at her like an idiot, and quickly wrote:

"My baby in the sunny day, don't you know that Anda Xiaocao is the son of our school director? No matter how powerful Miejue Shitai is, he can't let the school director slap him in the face!"

Xia Qingtian wrote in a daze: "School grass? The son of the school manager? How do you know, didn't you just see him for the first time yesterday?"

"...Use your mobile phone to visit our school's forum"

Xie Lingxin was unable to complain about her lateness.

Such an amazing game yesterday afternoon, the forum has long been maxed out, what a newly promoted school came back from a study tour in Cao'an Xicheng and dominated the volleyball court with an absolute posture!

In 20XX, the only son of the director of the Cao'an Xicheng Department of Luonan's newly promoted school!

A talented young trader in the securities industry who sees his head but never ends... The titles that have been revealed are getting more and more frightening!
Hearing this, Xia Qingtian silently took out her mobile phone and lay down under the table to enter the school forum. Sure enough, as soon as the page opened, eye-catching titles and photos from yesterday's volleyball court occupied the front page of the forum.

Perhaps she had expected that a person like him was destined to be extraordinary, so she was not surprised by his prominent status.

The fingertips slid to a picture of his last smash action yesterday afternoon. The photographer chose a good angle, just stopped him in mid-air, and his smiling posture was frozen.

His heart seemed to throb a few times quietly, he subconsciously clicked on the photo and pressed save.

　Scatter flowers, ask for collection, ask for recommendation, ask for preservation

　　


(End of this chapter)