Reincarnation: The Almighty Boss's Underwear Was Stripped Again

Monday, half past six in the morning.

Yan Qiao woke up with a pinch, after finishing AZ last night, she fell asleep, today is the time to go to school, if she gets up late, Yan Mo will not wait for her, Yan's villa is on the mountain, Nancheng No. 1 Middle School is at the bottom of the mountain, if there is no car, she will definitely have to be late.

Yan Qiao hurriedly finished washing, put on his school uniform and went downstairs.

Mother Wang downstairs had already packed the breakfast, and when she saw Yan Qiao going downstairs, she hurriedly handed it to her.

"Miss, breakfast has been packed, Miss II just got in the car, you have to hurry. Wang

Ma was a little anxious, obviously Yan Mo didn't wait for Yan Qiao's things to happen many times.

Yan Qiao took the lunch box: "Don't worry, Wang Ma, I'll go." When

Yan Qiao arrived at the door, Yan Mo just sat down and was about to ask the driver Uncle Chen to drive.

"Good morning, sister.

Yan Qiao quickly opened the car door and said hello to Yan Mo by the way.

Yan Mo looked at Yan Qiao, although Yan Qiao was still wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School today, her perennial hair was tied in a high ponytail, leaving only some fine bangs on her forehead, which was more energetic and beautiful than before.

"Good morning, sister, I thought my sister didn't have a good cold, she wouldn't go to school today, and she was about to ask Uncle Chen to drive.

"Didn't I tell you the day before yesterday, I have to go to school on Monday, isn't there some hearing problems with my sister?"

Yan Qiao ignored Yan Mo's innocence and said directly.

Yan Mo was speechless, so he had to turn his head and tell the driver: "Uncle Chen, let's go, it's almost late." "

Yes, Miss. Forty

minutes later, the car arrived at the gate of the No. 1 Middle School.

Nancheng No. 1 Middle School is the best private high school in Nancheng, and the admission rate has always been the first in Nancheng, but due to its private nature, many Nancheng elites can spend money to send their children to No. 1 Middle School. Therefore, the dividing line of the first middle school is very clear, and the students with good grades will be given the focus of the school's training, and various resources will also be tilted; most of the students with bad grades are the children of the children, as long as you don't make trouble, the teacher will turn a blind eye and pass away, and don't care much.

Yan Qiao's class is the class that No. 1 Middle School doesn't care much about-Class 5. There are a total of 5 classes in the third year of high school, 4 science classes, and 1 liberal arts class, ranked according to their grades, and class 5 is the worst class in science, and it is also the most special class in the whole grade - the class with the most "back door". The "back door" that each class teacher doesn't look down on will be stuffed into class 5 for various reasons, such as poor discipline, affecting students' learning, and so on.

In short, Class 5 is a rat poop in the entire third year of high school, and no one likes it.

"Sister, then I'll go to the classroom first, it's on the second floor, I have to walk for a while.

After getting out of the car, Yan Mo tidied up her school uniform and smiled at Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao rolled his eyes silently, Hey, hey, this is a habit of finding superiority?

Because of Yan Mo's excellent grades, she jumped one level in her first year of high school, so she is also the same level as Yan Qiao in her third year of high school and is also a science subject.

"Yes, my sister is in class 1, don't you say, the school is quite humane, and the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor is not left behind, good students are more walking, exercising, what about me, don't worry, anyway, it's close, walk slowly. This

is not what Yan Qiao can say in Yan Mo's impression, I wanted to make Yan Qiao feel sad compared to herself, but I didn't expect her to return to herself with a hippie smile.

Thinking of this, Yan Mo was so angry with Yan Qiao again, what's going on in the past two days, how many times have I been angry with this idiot!"

The smile on Yan Mo's face couldn't be maintained any longer, so she replied directly and turned around and left.

Oh, I can't laugh anymore, there will be many days like this in the future, Yan Mo, you have to get used to it earlier!

After Yan Mo left, Yan Qiao took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time-7:30.

There was still half an hour before the start of the first class, but 20 minutes before the start of the first class was morning reading time, and she had to hurry.

A large middle school, and very luxurious, all kinds of facilities, after all, these are smashed out with money, if not "Hao" is sorry for the wallets of all kinds of magnates.

However, although No. 1 Middle School is very rich, it is not rustic at all, and every facility and teaching building not only has its own unique design, but also complements each other when combined.

Walking from the school gate to the Yunzhi Building of Yan Qiao's grade, the road is full of cherry blossoms on both sides, the breeze blows, and the fragrance rushes to the face, which is very pleasant.

"Hey, what are you doing, give me back my console.

"If you don't give, you don't give, you don't give, you see how many dishes you have, I can't stand it, master, I'll help you."

"If you want to take care of it, pay it back to the labor and management quickly."

"Hey, haven't you heard, Li Yun went to chase the words of Class 1 again.

"I'm going again, I've been rejected many times, and I'm still not giving up.

"Ouch, can the little princess of the Yan family, who is high up in the sky, take a fancy to him? It's just a toad who wants to eat swan meat!" When Yan

Qiao rushed to the classroom, this kind of scene was in the classroom, playing games and playing games, chatting about gossip, and there were many girls who didn't make up their makeup, and only a few were seriously reading in the morning, and the whole classroom was noisy.

Hey, Yan Qiao's eyes swept away, and sure enough, his little tablemate Wu Tiantian was a member of the serious early reading.

Everyone looked at Yan Qiao, who walked into the classroom, and started a new round of discussion.

"Who is this beauty, why did you come to our class.

"I look a little like

Yan Qiao?" "What, Yan Qiao? Isn't

she, she has plastic surgery?" "Isn't she sick and asked for leave..."Yan

Qiao's eyes swept to the boy who said she was sick: "Do you have an opinion when you are sick?"

Yan Qiao ignored these stinky men at the moment, and walked straight to his seat.

"Qiaoqiao, you're finally back, I miss you to death.

As soon as Yan Qiao sat down, Wu Tiantian, who was still reading early, immediately put down the book in his hand and took Yan Qiao's hand.

Wu Tian Tiantian, as his name suggests, is sweet and a cute little beauty.

Wu Tiantian's sincere expression made Yan Qiao's heart swell with a warm current, in her previous life, when Yan Qiao was isolated by the class, only Wu Tiantian was willing to be at the same table with her, when someone bullied her, as long as Wu Tiantian was there, she would always help her speak, Yan Qiao's grades were counted down, Wu Tiantian also helped her make up for her homework, and in the end, she really "couldn't move" Yan Qiao before she gave up.

Yan Qiao once asked Wu Tiantian why she was willing to be friends with her, and she said so.

"My family is a nouveau riche, they dislike me, anyway, we are not popular, so let's be good friends together and be angry with them!"

No matter what Wu Tiantian thought, she was the warmest light in Yan Qiao's entire high school years, illuminating Yan Qiao's dark life.

"The cold is almost gone, so I'll hurry back, after all, someone is going to kill me.

Yan Qiao pinched Wu Tiantian's hand and teased.

Wu Tiantian was a little surprised that Yan Qiao was joking with her, after all, she had been silent since she met Yan Qiao, but Wu Tiantian didn't think much about it, she was just happy that Yan Qiao was sick.

"Wow, Jojo you... You laugh at me!"

was 18 years old again, reunited with his former friends, Yan Qiao was happy from the bottom of his heart.

This time, she has to cherish the people around her who are good to her.