His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

After eating in the cafeteria at noon, Jiang Lingzhi returned to the classroom to rest.

Even Wen Yujing couldn't help but ran over to her and asked her the truth of the matter: "Lingling, I heard that you are going to be escorted at the same table. Is it true?"

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, somewhat surprised: "How do you know?"

She was completely surprised, how could Wen Yujing know this.

Obviously it happened in the morning.

How long has it passed?

Her reaction fell in Wen Yujing's eyes, and it was simply a acquiescence.

Wen Yujing said excitedly: "So, is it true? The boss is really going to be escorted?"

Jiang Ling knew that her reaction had misunderstood her, and explained: "No, it hasn't been decided yet. The teacher meant that he should participate in the math competition. If he can get the top three in the country, he can apply for a recommended place. "

Wen Yujing felt that there was no difference, "Isn't it the same, who would give up such a good opportunity?"

Too.

Who would give up such a good opportunity?

Jiang Lingzhi lowered his head and fell silent.

After a while, she felt strange again: "But how do you know about this?"

Wen Yujing took it for granted: "When I ate just now, it was spreading everywhere, and some people in the class group were also talking about it."

It is estimated that they were talking outside the corridor today, and someone accidentally heard it when someone passed by.

Wen Yujing: "The competition for recommended places is very fierce. Not only do you have to have good academic performance, but you also have to have special skills. I heard that the monitor also wants to apply for the recommended places."

Jiang Ling knew: "Squad leader?"

Wen Yujing explained: "He Dixian, I also heard that he seems to be going to participate in a math competition."

Jiang Ling nodded, "Oh."

Wen Yujing is still calmly analyzing: "But if it's them, then I think it's more likely to be a big boss. The score of 730 is really scary."

"And the boss is so stable."

In these few monthly exams, either the first or the second.

Wen Yujing said this, and found it very interesting: "But are you two on the pole? Wandering between the first and second graders and swinging?"

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

Jiang Ling knew it in his heart.

They don't know the real situation, and the actual bosses are even more stable.

Had it not been for the first two times and deliberately wrong questions, it is estimated that I would have won the first place three times.

"You two are at the same table, so you don't give the key class a chance at all. This face has already been hit in the mud, and you can't turn it over."

Wen Yujing enthusiastically gave her popular science: "Anyway, you two are quite famous throughout your grade now. The nicknames you give you are, the campus version of Mr. and Mrs. Smith."

"..."

Hearing this, Jiang Ling knew that he was almost choked to death by saliva: "What kind of nickname is this?"

"I think it's quite appropriate. Not only are they at the same table, but they are all so good, and they match very well!"

Wen Yujing smiled at her aunt.

As I was talking, a person walked through the back door of the classroom.

The tall and straight figure, the aura that is not close to strangers, and the cold-field attributes of its own, the air feels a little bit cold when you walk in.

It's not who the boss is.

Wen Yujing shook her body, and said: "Suddenly remembered, I am going back to the classroom to do my homework. Let's chat on WeChat tonight."

After speaking, he stood up from his position and trot away from the front door without stopping for a moment.

She left too suddenly.

Jiang Ling knew he was right.

Turning her head, she saw her deskmate standing by her desk with a cup of milk tea in her hand.