In short, no matter how much you seduce me, I will never go to school with you!

The bus door opened, more people got on, and the little girl was almost squeezed.

Woohoo, don’t let the sweat-smelling summer come so soon...

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When a slightly embarrassed Yun Shuqian came to the classroom, Song Jiamu was already in the classroom, which was rare and earlier than her.

In the past, she was always earlier, and the early time was about one or two bus intervals.

He sat in front, chewing gum and reading a book.

There were still a lot of empty seats in the classroom, so Yun Shuqian sat down on the chair next to him. Ever since this guy started working hard, this gradually became a habit.

The two of them studied independently without disturbing each other.

University exams are also based on rankings. When evaluating scholarships, outstanding students, postgraduate admissions, etc., all rely on transcripts.

Of course, most people's efforts are to ensure that they don't fail. Before that, Song Jiamu also thought this way. As for scholarships and so on, that was something Yun Shuqian considered.

Things are different now. All the papers have been taken. His efforts cannot be in vain. He also wants to improve his ranking.

Zhang Sheng also sat next to Song Jiamu. He had not seen him for a few days and missed him very much. By the way, he helped his good brother and squeezed him next to Yun Shuqian.

"Jiamu, where have you been playing these days?"

"Fishing."

"It's true! You didn't call me when you had such a good thing! You are not mean enough!"

"I went back to my hometown, and you went back to Hangzhou, too. But let me tell you, the resources in my hometown are really good. There are nests of little crucian carp, and they are so crispy and fragrant after being fried, tsk."

"Why don't you give me two pieces for my brother?!"

"Definitely next time."

The girl who was silently listening to the conversation between Song Jiamu and the two had a calm expression on her face, but her pen tip was laying eggs on the paper, drawing cute little eggs one after another.

Hee, classmate Zhang Sheng, not only did he invite me to his hometown, but he also brought back the small crucian carp he caught for me to eat. Even the bones were crispy. He also sent me a lot of photos of a friend of his.

I didn’t even post the circles, but you sent them all to me!

Thinking of this, Yun Shuqian felt very proud, and inexplicably wanted to blow her whistle like a little hen laying eggs.

etc……

Why should I be jealous of a guy with a handle?!

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Chapter completed!