Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

For the next week, Jiang Jue and Song Le went to class together.

Gradually, I was able to accept the mentally handicapped atmosphere and topics a little bit.

occasionally...

"Jiang Jue, this topic." Song Le read it in a low voice.

Jiang Jue was in a daze. After hearing it, he reported a few formulas and answers before she finished speaking.

Song Le was stunned for a moment, and then said in a softer voice: "Jiang Jue...Aren't you afraid that the topic will be different from what you thought, and you will be embarrassed?"

Jiang Jue was startled when he heard this, and then wanted to laugh.

But he held back his lips, said a short number and conditions, and asked, "Is this it?"

Song Le was silent: "What did you say is exactly the same as this topic?"

Aren't you blind?

"I like you."

Jiang Jue seemed to sense her thoughts, and said lightly: "This is the simplest of these types of questions, a sample question."

Song Le also heard it, he was stunned, and then came overwhelmed with astonishment, this can't be a cold joke, right?

Song Le took him to a quiet place, and then ran upstairs quickly.

"Jiang Jue... you."

"Jiang Jue..." Song Le suddenly mustered up his courage and called him emotionally.

Song Le was stopped by people from the association, and said affectionately: "Xiao Lele, help me take this to the studio, okay?"

Look at his wing-like eyelashes lightly drooping down, Danfeng's eye tails are slightly raised, lifeless and lazy.

Weird coughing sounds kept ringing in his ears, and Song Le finally noticed the existence beside him.

"Oh."

She lowered her head to do the questions, and wrote Su Ye's class assignment along with it.

Immediately shrinking his neck, he sat back silently, sat upright, picked up his pen, and worked on the questions.

For this reason, Song Le admired Su Ye's ability to act and execute.

Song Le choked and didn't react for a long time: "You, you are the only one?"

Farewell immediately: Well, well, you are the smartest in the world.

It can be said that I am very guilty.

Every time going up and down the stairs was a torture for Jiang Jue, Song Le simply said: "You wait for me here, I'll come down right away, how about it?"

"Cough cough."

After Jiang Jue heard those three words, his indifferent expression became even more indifferent.

The hand supporting her cheek was as beautiful as a work of art.

Song Le's eyes lit up, and she didn't want to let him go. It was a crack that finally appeared, but before she could get close to it, she was caught by the female high school teacher last time.

Song Le heard what he didn't say: "..."

"what."

The contrast is so great that he...

"Studio... OK." Song Le took a stack of manuscripts from the man.

On the other hand, I am very shabby.

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That guy recently skipped classes frantically to go on a date with the refined and elegant little brother from the previous bookstore.

After school.

And with their IQ, probably can only do this level.

"Why not, two?"

Jiang Jue was silent for a moment, and then looked away expressionlessly.

Hearing her stunned and unwilling tone, Jiang Jue suddenly pursed his lips when he thought of her frightening strength when she ran away.

While Song Le was doing the questions, he unconsciously shifted his eyes from the test paper to Jiang Jue's face.

The two walked outside the studio, and Song Le was going to send him to the second floor.

Jiang Jue hummed.

"Cough cough cough."

He heard himself say indifferently.

"You... what did you just say?"

Jiang Jue lowered his eyes.

……

A beautiful girl with fluttering long hair pushed open the door of the studio, and Song Le, who ran over, bumped into the door by accident.

The manuscript in her hand was scattered all over the floor, she fell to the ground, feeling a little pain, holding on to the big black-rimmed glasses that were about to fall off, she frowned and raised her eyes.

"Hey, how do you see the road?" The girl frowned while covering her shoulder hit by the door.