MTL - Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Beauty, She is All Charming and Charming-Chapter 272 Who is not a **** (45)

  Jiao Yang curled her lips and replied.

  She looked at the man on the podium who was in class, her eyes flickered for a moment, then she took out the game console out of boredom, then put the earphones in her ears, and started playing like no one else was there.

   "Boss, are you hacking again?"

   "Uh huh, together?"

   "Let's go together."

  The game played for almost half an hour unconsciously, Jiao Yang stared at the screen intently. She didn't pay attention to the sound coming from the earphones. The freshman who transferred from another school was led to the podium by Teacher Bai when she didn't notice.

   "This is the new transfer student. His name is Qi Ziyan. Please sit down in the empty seat."

   There was a gasp sound coming from all around, and Luo Xiaorou, who was sitting next to her, also excitedly patted Jiao Yang's arm with her elbow: "Boss, Boss! Look, handsome guy!"

  What is handsome or not.

  Jiao Yang throws her away impatiently, good-looking men can look at them anytime, this game is a loss!

   In Sheng Jiaoyang's dictionary, failure is never allowed!

   "What's bothering you, how dare you make me lose this game, and I will make you never see a handsome guy for the rest of your life."

  Luo Xiaorou stopped talking and continued to focus on the game.

   It's just that everyone, including Bai Mingjue, didn't expect that Qi Ziyan passed the reserved seat in the first row, and walked straight back as if he couldn't see the empty seat. Coming to Jiao Yang, he pulled out the chair from the empty seat beside her, and asked, "Can I sit here?"

  Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment. At this time, a game had just been played, and the dragging of the chair caused the ground to tremble slightly, which also attracted her attention.

  She took off her earphones and looked up, startled when she saw the boy.

  Because the school uniform hadn't been issued yet, he was wearing his lavender jacket with a simple white T-shirt inside, a pair of indifferent but clear eyes, with a dignified and elegant demeanor, as dignified as a male protagonist who came out of a comic.

  Jiaoyang has always given preferential treatment to good-looking people, so even if he interrupted her playing games, she still stared at him curiously, blinked her eyes, and asked, "What did you just say?"

  She was wearing earphones just now, so she really couldn't hear clearly.

  But in the eyes of other people, it changed. After all, everyone in the class knows that the seat next to Jiaoyang is empty all year round, not because no one wants to be at the same table with her, but because——

   This is the seat reserved for Lu Xishuo.

  In the past two years, almost no one knew that Sheng Jiaoyang belonged to Lu Xishuo.

  Lu Xishuo would come to see her in almost every class, and would often bring her food, as well as the small gifts she saw the day before.

  The empty seat next to Jiaoyang is now filled with the snacks that Lu Xishuo brought her, her cosmetics, and the gifts and flowers that Lu Xishuo gave her.

Even Luo Xiaorou, who has the best relationship with Jiaoyang, would rather put her neck close to her when she wanted to communicate with Jiaoyang, stretching far away like a cramp, and would never ask Jiaoyang if she could sit over and be her at the same table.

  Because Sheng Jiaoyang belongs to Lu Xishuo, this is unshakable.

  No one dared to challenge Lu Xishuo's position.

  A group of lame boys in the back row, already holding their heads in their hands, are starting to watch a good show.

  Sheng Jiaoyang has such a bad temper, and how unreasonable her words are, they have all seen it before.

The corners of Lu Ran's mouth twitched mockingly, and he was ready to see this transfer student who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth in front of him, relying on his own good looks, reported on the first day, and was viciously repaired by a woman named Sheng Jiaoyang .

   Yes. It's good to let him know, Sheng Jiaoyang is in charge.

  Even they didn't know, what was the reason why this guy in front of him foolishly ran to Sheng Jiaoyang on the first day and asked her if he could be at the same table with her.

   Are you interested in her? Not really, even Lu Ran has to admit that Sheng Jiaoyang is very good-looking, but no matter how good-looking she is, she won't be able to make this man who looks like a nerd fall in love with her at first sight.

   As for the nerd, it can be seen from the full schoolbag on his back.

   It's also possible that he didn't see the empty seat in the first row? Maybe this newcomer doesn't know that in their class, the seats are arranged according to their grades. The last few rows are almost all poor students who don't pay attention to listening in class. Maybe in his old school class, the seats were arranged according to height, maybe?

  When Lu Ran rested his chin on his hand and started brainstorming, he looked around with malicious intentions, watching the fun, or feeling regretful for no reason.

  The new transfer student didn't seem to feel it, he still stood motionless beside Jiao Yang, as if he really wouldn't sit down until he got her answer.

  Bai Mingjue on the podium was also standing there, his expression under the lens was unclear, but he didn't take any action to stop him, and he didn't even say a word.

   It seems that it has been a while, and it seems that it has been a long time.

  Jiao Yang suddenly rolled her eyes, and replied with a smile, "Okay, I've always wanted a deskmate."

   While speaking, he opened the table next to him, took out the snacks, cosmetics, and various gifts that had not been opened, and put them on his own table.

   "Wait a minute," she said.

  People around were dumbfounded.

   Qi Ziyan, on the other hand, still seemed to have no reaction to the surroundings, his eyes were always indifferent, but after hearing her answer, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

  He put the schoolbag in his hand on the chair behind, and tidied up the things in the table with her, "Let me come. Please."

   "No, no, no, I was the one who occupied your seat."

  Jiaoyang answered with a smile and a good temper.

  The young man's voice seemed faintly familiar, and every word he heard seemed to be as pleasant and pleasant as the soul was washed.

   And what she thought was

  Jiao Yang's eyes flickered for a second, and when the two of them covered the package of a small blueberry cake on the table at the same time, she stretched out her hand step by step, and finally, covered his hand.

  The young man froze for a moment, then hurriedly withdrew his hand, Jiaoyang seemed to follow suit, and then he was not affected at all, and smiled calmly, and handed him the blueberry flavored cake.

   "Here, this is for you, it's a gift for my new deskmate."

  Qi Ziyan took it in a daze, Jiaoyang smiled and hooked his fingers at him again, but then took the initiative to lean closer and said to him: "Because I think this color suits you very well. Also, the taste is also."