Urban Young Fairy

Lin also took the note and went to the high school class.

In front of the classroom, Lin also knocked on the door.

Inside the door, a male teacher is in class, about forty years old, named Yang Bai. He was originally talking about a math problem, and was suddenly interrupted by Lin Yi’s voice outside the door.

"Which class do you have? Not our 12th class."

Yang Bai turned his head and looked at Lin Yi, who stood outside the door, frowning.

Under the classroom, all the students are now looking at the direction of Lin Yi, full of curiosity.

"Transferred to school."

When I heard Lin Yi’s words, Yang Bai had a frowning brow, and the wrinkles became more and more profound.

He is a math teacher in the 12th class and a class teacher in the 12th class.

In the Jingzhou No. 1 Middle School, the third-grade students are divided into classes based on the comprehensive scores of the second-grade final exam. In other words, the students in the high-level 32 classes have academic records in the third grade of the entire Jingzhou No. 1 Middle School. The presence of the bottom.

Yang Bo has not been able to improve because of the grades of this class. It has already been a headache. Some time ago, I heard that a student is going to be transferred from Minghai City. The students’ achievements in Minghai City are simply terrible.

Originally, Yang Bai was very resistant to receiving, but the final protest was invalid, or the director of the school gave the hard-working to the class.

After the start of the school, Yang Bai was left and waited for the poor student who was called Lin Yi. The bottom of his heart was relieved. Didn’t think that this is going to die, but it was reported that he was running a month after the start of school.

The poor students who came to class for only one month have not been a category of poor grades, but a model of self-abandonment. Yang Bai can even see Lin Yi who stands outside the door. One person will average the entire class. The point was pulled toward the ground and pulled.

"Transferred to school? You are called Lin Ye, right, transfer from the Minghai." Yang Bo's face is not good, see Lin also nod, his heart flashed a bit of dissatisfaction, but he is not satisfied with the school's director of the opponent, I had to be cold and cold: "You come in, take the last row, don't delay my class!"

After finishing the conversation, Yang Bo did not go to Lin Lin, but continued to talk about his topic.

Lin also entered the classroom, put his hands in his pockets, and walked in and out.

"Transfer students, it seems that learning is not good, go to our class."

"The Minghai was transferred? Chen Linyi of the second class of the experiment seems to have also turned from the Minghai."

"He and Chen Lin should not be classmates?"

Seeing that Lin also came to the classroom, everyone else looked at Lin Yi, where he whispered and kept talking.

In the eyes of the people around me, there are banteres and disdain and more curious.

After all, Jingzhou is much richer than Minghai. In the eyes of these students, Minghai City is not much different from the countryside.

"How could he be with Chen Linyi, Chen Linyi, how good academic performance, when I entered the school, I was rushed by the class teacher of the three experimental classes."

Someone was on the side, looking at Lin Yi, who came into the door with a smirk.

Lin also sat in the corner of the classroom near the window seat, sitting in the chair, because all the previous ones were placed in the box, and the box was not from the pink beetle trunk because the people in Li Lingran were running the road last night. It was taken out inside, causing Lin to be empty now, and nothing on the table.

"Hey, brother, are you from Minghai?"

Lin Yigang sat down, next to the seat, a handsome and handsome boy, suddenly put his face, whispered curiously watching Lin Yi.

When he spoke, he took up mathematics and set it up on the desk to prevent it from being seen by the teacher in front.

"Ok."

Lin also nodded and glanced at him.

"Oh, my name is Liu Jiasheng."

When I heard Lin Yi’s words, the boys’ eyes lit up and they quickly reached out to Lin.

After a brief grip, Liu Jiasheng looked at Lin and quickly asked: "Do you know Chen Lin?"

"understanding."

When I heard Lin Yi’s words, Liu Jiasheng’s eyes brightened a bit, and his face looked excited: “The relationship between you and her is good!”

"general."

Lin also responded briefly to a few words.

When the ringing of the class rang, Liu Jiasheng, who was sitting next to Lin Yi, had not spoken yet. Instead, a boy who was sitting in front of Lin Yi turned his head and looked at Lin Yi. "Hey, you said you know Chen Lin." ?real or fake?"

He just heard the conversation between Lin Yi and Liu Jiasheng. At this moment, Lin’s eyes were a bit strange.

The voice of his speech was not small. He suddenly gathered a lot of students and looked at Lin Yi.

Lin also leaned back in the chair and looked at the guy sitting in front and didn't answer.

"Speak to you, can't you understand people?"

The boy saw it, his brow was picking up, his voice was a little bit motivated, his face was not good, and he felt lost.

Next to Liu Jiasheng, the boy was angry. He narrowed his neck and reached out. He pulled the arm of Lin Yi, and whispered: "You talk to him~www.wuxiaspot.com~He is Luo Hai'an. Don't get rid of him in our class."

Liu Jiasheng saw Lin also too lazy to take care of this Luo Hai'an, and suddenly he was anxious.

He also belongs to the class that is not to be seen in the class. Otherwise, the seat next to Liu Jiasheng will not be empty, and he is not less bullied by Luo Hai'an.

"This transfer student doesn't even care about Luo Hai'an? There is courage."

"It seems that there is a good show."

"Hey, people from the small city of Minghai City dare to put it on the shelf, and they are not afraid of death."

The next person saw this situation, and they all looked at it with gloating.

Lin also looked pale, looking at Luo Hai'an in front of him, his eyes were full of fun: "Class class 扛 子? What is it, can you eat?"

"I eat your uncle, kid, do you think you are in your broken school, do you want to do something? When you ask me what you want, you will give me an honest answer! Otherwise, don't Blame me for being polite to you, hear no!"

Luohai An loudly directed at Lin also shouted: "You tm again look at me with that look, believe it or not I tm now beat you!"

Luo Hai'an is a little bit of money at home, waiting for the kind of mixed-race ancestors who went abroad after the third year of high school, and still jumped in the class.

Liu Jiasheng heard the news, but he was shrinking his neck and looking a little anxious. He was waiting to persuade Lin to be a few words, and then helped to fight the round field. He tried to calm down Luo Hai’an’s anger, but he heard the body side. The transfer student slowly opened his mouth in a very dull tone: "Sorry, I don't believe it."

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