Doomsday Leader Reborn As A High School Girl

In the early morning of the next day, Su Junxin opened the door of the basement, and the feet that had just stepped out quickly returned.

She lowered her eyes to the ground.

There was a file bag on the floor at the door. When you opened it, it contained a red real estate certificate and a check.

She took out the check first, and her eyes lit up when she saw the numbers on it.

This is the inheritance left to her. To her surprise, even if the fraction is removed, there are still 2.9 million!

Unexpectedly, that cheap dad has more money than he expected, and if the amount in this check is counted with the value of the villa, then the initial start-up fund of his plan is enough!

Thinking of this, Su Junxin's brows stretched out, ignoring the mother and daughter who were hiding upstairs and quietly looking at them, put on their schoolbags and went out.

The school Su Junxin attended was Experiment No. 1 High School and the best high school in Nancheng. It was just three kilometers away from her current home. It was only 6 o'clock in the morning when she arrived for a run. There were only some students in front of the breakfast stall at the school gate.

Following the route in her memory and entering the campus, she soon found a big sign with the placement sheet for the second grade.

After finding the second grade (12) class, Su Junxin sat down in the right corner of the classroom, took out the drawing book and pencil, and quickly immersed in her own world.

Students came in one after another. The classroom was quiet at first, but it quickly became noisy. There were even some self-acquainted students who made small groups early. Everyone had a smile on their faces and they gathered together and talked. Discussing something with a smile.

In such a lively picture, Su Junxin seemed very out of place.

She has hardly changed her sitting posture since she was seated. She looked at the white paper on the table intently and held a mechanical pencil in her right hand. She drew lines quickly on the paper without pause, and occasionally changed it to when she was tired. With the other hand, the speed did not slow down at all.

She naturally attracted a lot of curious eyes, and some people couldn't help but began to whisper.

"Hey, who is it, does anyone know?"

"No impression, it should be a transfer student."

"She is so cold, no one will talk to her."

"Who knows if it's really cold or fake, I think it's mostly pretending."

"She has been painting, isn't she an art student?"

"Isn't our class a key class, can art students also enter?"

"Hey, I must have spent money..."

*

At eight o'clock in the morning, the class bell rang.

Su Junxin stopped writing and looked up at the young woman who walked into the classroom.

The new head teacher was actually a beautiful female teacher. This made all the boys excited. The bold ones even started to clap the table and cheer, making the classroom that had finally been quieted quickly become noisy again.

The female teacher blushed a little by the battle. She walked to the desk and raised her hand to make a "stop" motion. She only spoke when she saw that everyone stopped talking, her voice was gentle and gentle.

"Hello, my classmates. My surname is Jiang, and my name is like this. This name comes from a poem that everyone should be very familiar with,'I see how charming Qingshan is, and when I see Qingshan, I should be like this'." She turned and picked up one. With a piece of chalk, write three elegant words on the blackboard, "It is a great honor to be your class teacher and English teacher in the second year of high school. This is also my first time as a class teacher. I hope to have a wonderful and fulfilling experience with you. year..."

Jiang Rushi's gaze slowly swept across the class, and when she saw Su Junxin sitting in the rightmost corner, she gently curled her lips and smiled.

Su Junxin's turning of the pen suddenly stopped, and a movie-like scene flashed in her mind for an instant, but she was vaguely unable to see clearly, only subconsciously felt that the female teacher's eyes were somewhat familiar.

Did you know her before?

After that, she carefully observed Jiang Ru for a long time, but she couldn't remember where she had seen this face. She thought that maybe the original owner's memory had been confused with her own, and she no longer struggled.

*

In the morning, I met with the teachers of the other two main courses. In the last class, the school was cleaned up. Su Junxin was arranged by the newly appointed labor committee to wipe the railings in the public area. After she packed up her things, she found the sanitary corner, but found that the rags had been taken by other people. Lead away.

Suddenly, a soft female voice came from her side.

"Classmate, do you have no working tools?"

Su Junxin turned her head, seeing that it was Jiang Ruye, politely said hello, and then nodded.

Jiang Ru smiled clearly, took a brand-new blue rag from the plastic bag he was holding and handed it to her, "I just prepared some more, you can use this."

Su Junxin was stunned and took the mopping message to thank her. She turned her head and asked another classmate before looking away.

But at this moment, a high-pitched exclamation came, followed by the sound of glass breaking.

She turned her head subconsciously.

There was a metal window frame lying on the ground, the glass embedded in it had broken to the ground, and glass **** splashed everywhere.

The male student squatting on the window sill was holding a rag in his left hand, and keeping his right hand in the action of reaching for the window, he hurriedly explained to everyone.

"I, I didn't mean it, I don't know how it fell!"

After Jiang Ruyi reacted, he hurriedly told everyone to disperse and greeted the labor committee to get the broom, while he squatted on the ground and picked up relatively large pieces of glass.

However, despite her being very careful, her fingertips were still cut by a sharp shard.

At the moment the blood overflowed, several exclamations followed.

"The teacher is injured!"

"Ms. Jiang, are you okay?"

"I have band-aids! I'll get band-aids!"

"Blood a lot, Teacher Jiang, you should go to the infirmary, right?"

Jiang Ru took the paper towel handed over by the students and wiped his hands, hurriedly to appease everyone: "Teacher is okay, please don't panic. Look, I have no blood anymore."

Su Junxin also followed.

Although her wound looked a little scary, it had indeed stopped the blood.

"I'll go to the infirmary to treat the wound first. I'll find a school worker to clean it up later. Please don't touch the debris."

Watching her walk to the school infirmary surrounded by several students, Su Junxin lowered her eyes thoughtfully.

She moved her finger lightly, and doubts flashed through her eyes.

Wounds of normal people...will heal so quickly?