Go Through My Demon Host

Shenghua School is a prestigious aristocratic school located in a luxurious area. The students who came out from here were all elites.

To put it simply, in a different plot, this must be the standard four schools and the school of the wild girl.

At this time, in the principal's office,

"This is Jing Bai. I hope the principal will arrange a class for her. Please trouble the principal." Ling Yu was talking to the principal.

The principal was sitting in a chair, middle-aged and bald, with a round beer belly, like a child, holding a thermos cup in his hand with wolfberry in it, smiling like an old fox.

"Hello, principal." Ranbai greeted the principal very politely.

The principal looked at the girl standing on the side, she seemed to be well-behaved.

However, what the principal didn't know was that some people were born with a camouflage in their bones that no one could see. And Yanbai is such a person.

"How can it be troublesome, of course not troublesome."

The transfer procedures have been completed, and I will go to this school after dyeing white.

"Bai Bai, you have to listen to the teacher's words at school. If you have anything, you must tell me, do you know?" Ling Yu didn't know why he cared so much about the girl in front of him, but when he saw her, he couldn't help but watch more. Can't stop thinking.

The principal saw that the cold-faced president became gentle in seconds, and his eyes flickered.

...

high school (1) class,

"Classmates, we have a new classmate today, let's welcome her." The teacher stood on the podium and clapped her hands.

The girl walks into the classroom. The classroom is very big. The desks and chairs are crooked, as if they will never be aligned. The desks are full of books and stationery. It seems to be filled with chalk, and the fine dust beats in the sun, which is a vibrant age.

Thirty-four students under the podium wore school uniforms, and they were all full of freshness and curiosity about the new classmates.

"Students, introduce yourself."

"Hello everyone, I'm Jing Bai." The girl has shallow eyebrows. Cool and composure.

"Classmate, find a seat." The teacher pointed to the empty seat in the next class and said to Ranbai.

"Thank you, teacher."

The smile in the teacher's eyes deepened, what a polite child.

"Can I sit here? Classmate." Ranbai went straight to the table in the last row, and clasped the table with her fair fingers.

There was a chatter from the people around.

"How could she choose that seat?"

"Which girl can stand Xiaolin's bad temper."

"Another person who was bewildered by Xiao Lin's face."

The boy was sleeping, his black hair was messy, and when he heard the voice, he raised his head impatiently.

When a figure appeared without warning, he was stunned.

The girl is slender and looks much thinner, with blue and white school uniforms and a pair of peach blossom eyes shining like stars.

She was smiling at him.

inexplicably,

Xiao Lin heard the sound of his heartbeat in that second.

bang.

Like the orange soda that bubbling after unscrewing the bottle cap on a summer day.

"Okay." Xiao Lin paused for a while, his ears were a little hot for some reason, and it took a while before he said unnaturally.

"Thank you, classmate." Ranbai put down his schoolbag, sat down, and looked at him sideways, his eyebrows dizzy in the twilight of the morning light, his eyelashes were long, and his beautiful eyes were curved, and he took the initiative to reach out: "Get to know me, I It's Jing Bai."

The teenager stayed.

He, he, he is the school bully!

The fight is brutal!

Isn't it shameful to just shake hands like that? !

This person doesn't know!

Seeing that the young man didn't respond, Ranbai tilted his head.

"I... I'm Xiao Lin." The young man was anxious, afraid that Ranbai would withdraw his hand, he held it without thinking, and blurted out a sentence, stuttering because of anxiety, and his earlobes were red.

"I'm very happy to be friends with Xiao Lin." Ranbai looked at the boy's reaction and raised his eyebrows, "You're kind of cute."

"??!"

She actually said he was cute?

This is the first time we meet!

How can this man be so frivolous!

The young man may have just woken up, his thoughts are still dazed, there is a bunch of dull hair on the top of his head, he is good-looking, his skin is white, he is wearing a school uniform, and his milk is fierce.

Looking at the dye white does not speak.