Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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Xia Mo picked up Lin Yiting's schoolbag and dropped a digital camera from it.

She felt something and couldn't help looking at the photos inside.

As a result, there were photos of Yang Zimei and Huang Yifeng inside.

It turned out that Lin Yiting was the one who took pictures and posted them to smear them.

Xia Mo looked at Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei still lowered her head and was doing math problems very seriously. Her expression was quiet and quiet, and the noise around her seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Xia Mo suddenly felt that there seemed to be some mysterious power flowing on her body. As for what she did not know, she just thought that the accident that happened to Chen Lili or Lin Yiting might be related to her.

From the time Yang Zimei entered the classroom to the time she sat down, she noticed, but didn't notice any movement.

Xia Mo suddenly felt a little creepy.

After the bell rang, Qin Kaiwen came in, and his eyes flew to Yang Zimei first, and he was surprised to find that she was sitting quietly, without a wave and mania on her face.

This kind of thing ca n’t be calm for any girl, it ’s really a special dragon girl!

Qin Kaiwen looked at her admiringly, as if admiring a blooming lily in the mist.

Xia Mo gave Lin Yiting's camera to him and told him what had just happened.

Qin Kaiwen took a look at the photo and nodded slightly. "I will report to Lin Yiting's behavior to the school and deal with it publicly. ? "

The class answered that they knew.

However, there are still people who can't help telling Lin Yiting's idiotic behavior to other classmates. One pass ten, one hundred transmission. As a result, the whole school's classmates know Lin Yiting's idiot.

Lin Yiting didn't have the face to stay at Nancheng Middle School either, and transferred to the school of grandma's side.

This time the tumultuous event was quickly stopped under the management of the school, and Yang Zimei resumed her normal study life.

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One night before the antique auction, Song Xuan seemed worried that Yang Zimei would forget, called her, and told her to come to Moxuan earlier.

The next day, Yang Zimei arrived at Brunei Street at seven.

The street is still deserted, and most shops do not open until more than eight o'clock.

Mo Xuan opened the door early, walked in, and saw Song Xuan seriously helping a piece of porcelain to do the cleaning work.

Today, Song Xuan, wearing a set of light gray vertical-stripe mid-mountain suits, makes his figure look more slender and erect. The simple small stand-up collar reveals his unique elegance and elegance, showing the charm of mature men.

"Mr. Song is very handsome today." Yang Zimei couldn't help but sigh.

Song Xuan's ears burned slightly, and Wen Lang's face appeared a touch of imperceptible flush and joy. "There is an old man, and the word handsome should be left to those young guys."

"Oh, Mr. Song is not old at all, even if he is old, he is still handsome." Yang Zimei smiled.

She said so, Song Xuan felt like her heart was blooming, feeling refreshed.

He looked at the simple white dress worn by Yang Zimei. "Zi Mei, people who enter antique auctions are usually dressed up. Your little white dress is a bit simple. I prepared a set of clothes for you. No Know if you will like it. "

After speaking, he anxiously waited for her answer, worried that she would be displeased or directly refuse.

"Okay." Yang Zimei said without any displeasure, but said cheerfully, "I saw that you wore this grand Zhongshan suit, I thought that my clothes were not suitable, thank you for helping me prepare clothes."

Song Xuan listened and breathed a sigh of relief. The mood was so pleasant that he wanted to hum.

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