The hazy mist at the corners of the girl's eyes must be pity at first glance.

Can.....

Qin Fen, sitting on the chair, watched Lin Yajing's expression change with his eyes.

To be honest...

He couldn't help it...

Qin Fen was laughing in his heart.

This was not his intentional mockery...but Lin Yajing's somewhat silly behavior really hit his mysterious laugh point...

The eyes passed by the girl's delicate back, and Qin Fen felt a little moved for a moment.

Maybe...this is the beauty of youth!

Or maybe... At this age, boys and girls yearn for beautiful feelings.

It's a pity...

In pure and beautiful feelings, some special existences will always be inexplicably mixed in.

It's like Lin Yajing's deskmate at this time.

Kaohsiung.

This flower protector who claims to be absolutely loyal to Lin Yajing, has a feeling that any normal person can detect that it is obviously not very good.

Kaohsiung has long noticed the small movements between Qin Fen and Lin Yajing.

This kind of approximation suddenly... the girl responded shyly.

It made him feel the most sour taste ever, and his pupils seemed to have turned into "lemon"!

Although I was a little envious of Qin Fen.

However, in order to leave a bad impression on the class beauty, Kaohsiung had to quietly turn his attention to Qin Fen.

The eyes are full of warning.

It's just a matter of time, [The class beauty belongs to everyone, please pay attention to me!] A few big words are engraved on your forehead...

Seeing this scene, Qin Fen couldn't help but smash his mouth.

Well...

here we go again...

A strong possessiveness unique to adolescents...

Thinking of this, Qin Fen subconsciously focused on the words in his mind.

【Real Love Game Loading...】

[Feel that players are paying attention to target transfer.....Yes/No, spend 1,000 points to view target personal information....]

Looking at the text reminder in his mind, Qin Fen subconsciously chose yes.

【Name: Kaohsiung】

【Vocational: Student】

【Perfection:-20】

hiss.....

Qin Fen was shocked!

Is this the legendary beauty disaster?

.............

The course continues.

In my memory, the teaching progress of Federal Rongcheng High School is no different from that on Blue Star.

Over the whole day, Qin Fen did not feel anything particularly difficult, but felt a little relaxed.

After all, most of them have been learned before!

Reviewing the past and learning the new makes Qin Fen more skillful in learning.

I don't know what the specific reason is.

There is no foreign language option in Rongcheng High School’s course schedule.

All there is only the common language in Rongcheng, which is called the Federal Mandarin class here.

In addition, Qin Fen found that no second language was found to exist on the Internet or in many information.

This is something wrong!

Qin Fen could feel the real virtual VR glasses delivered to him last time by the Federal Supervision Department. After he put them on, he was sure that such technological content could not be achieved by Rongcheng's single population base.

Without relative knowledge, such advanced scientific and technological products cannot be created at all.

But now all this is Qin Fen's guess, and it will take a lot of time to verify it in the future.

Time for listening carefully in Class 7, Grade 1, always passes quickly.

Qin Fen rarely calmed down and did not think about the trivial matters of the Love Ban Committee, as well as the unclear romantic relationship between himself and Lin Yajing.

Now he just wants to study hard and relive his campus time.

Reviewing the high school courses carefully makes Qin Fen's spirit particularly fulfilled.

Sure enough, knowledge is power...

The ringtone of the last class ended. Qin Fen raised his head and looked out of the window on the left. The campus was full of students running excitedly after class.

This made him sigh...

seemingly...

Such fulfilling days are not bad either.

Thinking of this, Qin Fen subconsciously looked at the upper right corner of his eyes, where Lin Yajing's exclusive seat was.

I want to...after experiencing the previous ones.

At this time, Lin Yajing will definitely be the same as last time, after the students leave...

She deliberately left it alone until the end, and then gave a certain degree of thanks for the exquisite and luxurious breakfast service she gave her in the morning.

Then wave your hand at will and gain a wave of favor!

Um...

Reciprocity...

When Qin Fen put his eyes on the other party's chair, he found that Lin Yajing's desk was penniless.

Nothing was left behind.

What speed is this!?

Qin Fen was stunned and looked up and looked around, trying to find the trace of the graceful girl in his memory.

get out of class has just ended, why did she disappear?

Class 7, Grade 1, at the entrance of the classroom.

There was a familiar figure, and the girl walked out in a hurry with her backpack on her backpack.

I feel like I'm running away...

Looking at Lin Yajing's back as if she was escaping, Qin Fen felt his heart was as if he was being stolen.

He only spent 600 yuan of takeout orders in the morning.

If you have your own luxurious breakfast, the service is only like this?

Lin Yajing ran away without saying a word of thanks?

Is it the aura of the rich second generation that makes the other party feel danger?

......

Left Brain: Don’t be foolish, can a takeaway be captured by a girl?

Right brain: That's it, this is the class beauty, and she has to eat two takeout meals no matter what...

......

Qin Fen shook his head helplessly and waved his hand to dispel the distracting thoughts in his mind.

He had a wrong estimate. Perhaps at the age of Lin Yajing, facing the opposite sex too proactive behavior would make her seem at a loss.

It seems that I have to give the girl some time to breathe and adjust her emotions.

Qin Fen didn't delay thinking about this.

After sorting out the desktop, putting the textbook back into my schoolbag, and confirming that nothing was left behind, I looked at the time on my phone, and roughly estimated that there were about ten minutes left before the next bus home.
To be continued...