The Ace Girl of Campus Rebirth

Feng Ling will naturally have to pay the price for "provoking" Lao Di again.

The sun is scorching and it’s almost time for lunch break.

Si Tong returned to the classroom, and the few female voices gathered together to discuss cosmetics rang out sparsely: "The cosmetics store next door is very useful, I recommend you to buy it."

"The one at the school gate? Didn't Zhang Zizi and the others say they were going to skip school today? Can you ask them to bring back a few cups of milk tea?"

Sitong entered the classroom and glanced around, but did not find Xia Yiwei.

"Are you looking for Xia Yiwei? She's not back yet." A girl whispered when she saw Si Tong.

A girl who was discussing cosmetics raised her head: "Just now I saw Xia Yiwei and Ge Mingjin walking together in the garden."

At this point, the girls couldn't help but gossip, and came up to Sitong: "Hey, do you know what's going on with Xia Yiwei and Ge Mingjin?"

"I heard that Ge Mingjin has never accepted a girl's overtures. This time he came to the door. He must be serious. You are really amazing. You can transform a loser like Xia Yiwei into what she is now!"

Everyone's words were directed towards Sitong.

In response, Si Tong's expression just changed indifferently, but she still had no unnecessary expression.

Seeing how harmonious the atmosphere was, the girl who was chatting most enthusiastically said to Si Tong immediately: "I heard that Xia Zhushan is looking for someone to deal with you. You usually don't leave alone. Take a few more people with you and be careful." .”

After asking for so long, a group of girls finally got Si Tong to reply: "Thank you very much."

"Nothing, nothing, you're welcome!"

After finishing speaking, the bell rang for the class after lunch break.

Xia Yiwei ran back to the classroom just as the school bell rang. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked shy.

Something must have happened on the way out with Ge Mingjin.

Of course, according to Ge Mingjin's gentlemanly character, he is completely different from Xie Yuhao, who is addicted to playing with women, so everyone imagines that Ge Mingjin does not know how to eat Xia Yiwei tofu.

After running back to his seat, Si Tong could feel that the eyes of many students around him were on Xia Yiwei.

The first class in the afternoon is art class, and it is rare for art teachers to come to class.

The first thing he said was: "Everyone, hurry up and pack up. Class A also has art classes in the first and second periods this afternoon. They are going to sketch outdoors. I asked the art teacher of Class A to take care of you and ask you to go too." !”

"Oh! Yeah, yeah! You can go out and play!" The students in Class G cheered and laughed.

Even Xia Yiwei showed an excited expression, while Sitong was the only one who looked forward calmly, without any expression.

"What are you playing for? I'm asking you to go out and sketch from life. I want you to study hard with the students in Class A. Later, everyone must follow a student in Class A and study. Otherwise, you will be detained in the principal's office. Stay!"

The art teacher has a long black beard and speaks in a precise manner, typical of an artist.

But the students didn't listen: "Oh oh oh, let's go out! Let's go out! Let's go out and play! That's great!"

That's right, for the students in Class G, studying has no attraction at all. Anyway, they are at the bottom of the grade and can't get any worse.

The location for sketching was set beside a natural lake outside the school. It is a large place with beautiful scenery.

Xia Yiwei hugged the wooden board used for sketching and happily told Si Tong that she was going to find Ge Mingjin, and then jumped away.

Sitong nodded, followed the gravel road to a man-made pavilion, spread out the canvas, she was not in a hurry to paint, but looked into the distance with indifferent eyes.

Calm lake surface.

"Hey, hello, are you here to paint too?" Zhou Ziheng's voice sounded in his ears.

The boy with a baby face came to the pavilion opposite where Sitong was sitting, holding many painting ingredients in his hands and carrying several canvases on his back.

Si Tong lowered his eyes in response.