Transmigrating To Become The Boss’s Little Fairy

On the next day during class exercises, class 9 students discovered that big men who had never participated in radio gymnastics appeared in the queue. He was still standing in the first row, so tall that he blocked all the students behind his row.

He specifically wore contact lenses today, and his forward vision was very clear. While the classes were still lining up, Qi Ying walked up the steps next to the stage.

There are a total of four girls. She is standing on the far right. The blue-and-white school uniform is worn by her. She is weak and beautiful. The morning sun bursts from the clouds. She is like a layer of light. Pretty and good.

The three girls next to them were overshadowed, as if they had all become foils.

Before the class exercises, she stood obediently and lowered her head slightly.

Someone was whistling underneath.

Ji Ran simply wanted to find these waves one by one to step on the ground.

The prelude music for gymnastics came out on the radio. The little **** the stage also put down her hand, stood upright, followed the music and started bouncing on the stage.

Like an elf in the forest.

Good and good.

Ji Rang doesn't do radio gymnastics at all, he doesn't know a single action. But looking at the little **** the stage, she raised his hand, he raised his hand, she lifted his leg, he lifted his leg too, and his sight never left her, like being photographed, he followed the whole course to complete a set of gymnastics.

Several of Qu Dazhuang were dying from behind.

"Oh, my brother is really doing gymnastics. He can't keep up with his movements. Hahahaha, why is he taking a half-time slow motion?"

"Like a clumsy bear."

"You are dead, I want to tell Jean."

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After class exercises, Qi Ying came down from the table and walked to the classroom. There was always a boy around him who "unintentionally" bumped into her, and then when she looked at it timidly, she smiled and said "I'm sorry".

She didn't know that this was just a way for the young teenagers to talk to her, shaking her head obediently, and causing others' heartbeat to speed up.

It wasn't until Ji Rang caught up with the crowd and walked beside her, with a frosty temperament, that no one finally dared to come to death.

For the next few days, Qi Ying received a love letter every day. Xue Manqing was not as popular as her when she was in school.

Although Xue Manqing looks beautiful, the rich man is rich and proud, and is separated from ordinary students by an invisible wall. It is difficult to get close. Most people will appreciate her beauty, but it is difficult to have a crush.

Qi Ying is different. She has a soft personality, and laughs with everyone. There is a kind of almost innocent simplicity, cute and foolish, cute enough to make people want to bully.

Give her a love letter, and she is embarrassed to refuse directly. If you want to keep the other person's self-esteem for a long time, then type carefully and show it to the other person.

Even if the love letter is not sent out, I am very happy to be with the fairy for a while.

Ji Rang looked at another group of boys who came to the second classroom to see the school flowers, and asked Qu Dazhuang expressionlessly: "Are all the seniors so busy?"

Qu Dazhuang comforted him: "I have three months to go to the college entrance examination. I ’ll go crazy before graduation, so I'm busy." He glanced at Ji Rang and said, "Already let you confess your oath of sovereignty, and you say that you don't love early Regret it? "

Ji · Knock his teeth and swallow his stomach · Let: "No! Regret! Love early and die! Learning is the right way!"

He slammed behind him: "Good word!"

The two were startled, turned around and looked back. The director of the teaching stood back with a look of relief and looked at Ji Rang with compliment: "Ji Rang, you can have such awareness, the teacher is so happy!"

Ji Rang: …………

Qu Dazhuang: Damn, he's going to laugh.

The instructor solemnly patted Ji Rang's shoulder: "Come on, study hard, pass your spirit to your classmates around you, and lead everyone to make progress together! I heard your class teacher said that your grades have improved very quickly. Next Monday ’s flag-raising ceremony, come to the stage and tell everyone about your learning experience? "

Ji Rang: "... no need."

Teaching director: "Why? This is a good positive example, and it is worth learning for everyone!"

Ji Rang: "... I'm shy by nature."

The instructor looked at it without compulsion, and exaggerated him before leaving. Qu Dazhuang smirked beside him with a stomachache, and when he left, he squatted down with a smile.

Ji Rang kicked expressionlessly.

At school, he went to pick up Qi Ying. He has always been in the second class. In fact, some of the students in the second class guessed that he had a bad relationship with Qi Ying. But Ji let a look away, everyone should know what should be said and what should not be said.

When she came out of the classroom, Qi Ying was licking with a lollipop in her hand. She really likes to eat sugar. No wonder she always has a touch of sweetness.

When he saw him, his eyes were bent, he waved with Yue Li, and ran over.

Ji Rang took her schoolbag with a gentle smile under her eyes, but thinking of the pilgrimage-like boys this morning, she couldn't help but calmly and asked, "How many love letters have you received today?"

Qi Ying really thought about it for a while and compared him with three fingers.

Ji made him almost laugh: "You remember quite well."

Qi Ying realized that he seemed a little unhappy, and took a lollipop, holding him by the corner.

Ji Rang stopped and asked, "What do you do?"

She opened her schoolbag, took a pink envelope out of it, and gave it to him with a smile.

Ji Rang drew the corner of his eye, took it reluctantly, and looked back and forth. There was a faint aroma on the envelope, and even the pink seemed ambiguous. He was so angry that his temples suddenly leaped, "Why? Want me to help Do you open a love letter?

Qi Ying blinked, took out her cell phone and typed, "This is what I wrote."

Ji Ran stunned.

She also said: It's for you.

It just looked so annoying that two pink envelopes that were torn suddenly suddenly became cute. He looked down at the letter in his hand and his fingers were a little tight.

Now the corners of my eyes are not drawn, the temples are no longer jumping, and the suffocation that had nowhere to vent before has also dissipated, and the low voice seems tight: "You ... are you all right to write to me?"

Qi Ying crooked her head, and she still had a lollipop in her mouth, smiling so sweetly.

She lowered her head and obediently typed it for him: Because Yue Li said that everyone would write a love letter to someone they like, I haven't written it for you.

To someone you like.

Write a love letter.

He is the one she likes.

She wrote a love letter to him.

She confessed to him.

It was so natural that I seemed to like him. She had taken root in her heart and lived for many years.

Ji trembled his fingers, tearing open the first love letter in his life, and saw Juan Xiu's handwriting on the paper:

——Mingyue decorated your window, you decorated my dream.

The author has something to say: The second is around 8:30 pm~!

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