Rebirth and Revenge: It turns out that the school hunk has a crush on me

“Director Yang, I don’t understand—what are you talking about?” Nan Yi lowered her eyes slightly, her expression showing genuine confusion.

The assistant next to her excitedly handed over her phone, "Sister Nan Yi, Director Yang is talking about your friend! This person defended the reputation of our movie in a live broadcast this afternoon!"

Nan Yi took the phone and watched the video playback, then looked up at Brother Liu in surprise, "Xiao Yu?"

Manager Liu, who was standing opposite, folded his arms and nodded.

Zheng Shier was stunned as she watched from the side - even the teardrop mole at the corner of the man's eye came alive when he chuckled.

She was too reserved during the filming! She didn't even add her Weibo! Miss it!

Director Yang affirmed, "Xiao Yi, look behind you. Does this man look familiar?"

Uncle Wan, the producer of Nana, kept spinning in his boss chair and answered first: "It's that brat named Fang! Fang Xinfa - the producer of the movie next door, Eagle Strike! This kid has no moral integrity. Not only did he personally come out to gild his own crappy movie! He also dared to smear us! I will call his mother tomorrow! The little bastard, he doesn't learn the good things, but learns these dirty tricks every day. He will die with his father!"

The originally oppressive atmosphere in the office was swept away, and the old men who knew the inside story were so happy that they laughed out loud. They said one after another, "That won't do, Lao Wan. If you go and ask for culpability, that will be too easy for you! Hahaha——"

"That's right, who doesn't know what your intentions are?"

Brother Liu explained in a low voice to the extremely curious Zheng Shier, and "Atai" and "Zhang Si" on the side also pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.

"When Producer Wan was young, he dated Fang Xinfa's mother. They were just a little bit away from being together. Fang Xinfa, that little bastard, almost had a shorter name - the last name would have been 'Wan'."

Zheng Shier, who was not from a formal school, used to be an heir to Mr. Hua Tuo's business. "That's not right. If you change the father, you have to change the composition of the fertilized egg - the child will not be Fang Xinfa!"

Zheng Shier's manager was listening with his eyebrows twitching! This kid! She keeps talking all day long! If the media paparazzi catch her, she will remember it! It seems that she hasn't been punished enough!

Brother Liu put down his phone and smiled mysteriously, "But he is an adopted kid."

"Humph, I still don't understand why Xiaoli would rather be with that incompetent guy..."

Zheng Shier gave her agent an awkward smile, seeking an answer, "Uh, is that what it means literally?"

Zhang Jiao got up early and went to Canteen No. 1 to queue up for the limited supply of soft and fragrant egg pancakes and Li Ji shrimp dumplings, and helped the remaining three roommates to reserve seats. Then she watched Jin Zhiyue walk into the classroom door with a strange girl on his arm, and smiled and invited her to sit next to him.

"what?"

After all, one of the three seats was originally reserved for Jin Zhiyue, so even though Zhang Jiao was puzzled, she still stood up with her phone and made room for her to sit inside.

"Qiu Mian, please sit down."

The girl named Qiu Mian smiled gratefully at Zhang Jiao and Jin Zhiyue, then she actually sat inside with two books in her arms.

Zhang Jiao quickly pulled Jin Zhiyue, who was about to lift her butt to sit in, and said in a low voice: "Yueyue, isn't this the seat reserved for Xiaoyu and Yuandai..."

Unfortunately, this sentence was like a cat-and-mouse punch on ten pounds of cotton - it couldn't cause any harm to a classmate whose face was as thick as a wall of iron.

It was as if no words had entered Jin Zhiyue's ears at all. She continued to smile, "Qiu Mian, let me introduce you. This is my roommate Zhang Jiao."

"Hello, Zhang Jiao!"

Jin Zhiyue's normal expression when speaking made Zhang Jiao doubt whether she had spoken a word just now. For a moment, her emotions were so complicated that her tongue almost tripped over her teeth. "You, are you..."

The "ding-ding-ding" school bell rang loudly. As a century-old school, D University has long engraved this old-fashioned electric bell into its lungs as an excellent traditional culture. Even though the successive presidents have worked at the grassroots level and studied abroad, they still surprisingly maintain the same aesthetics. They must continue to use this kind of electric bell with rapid tones and consistent intervals...

Qin Yu and Song Yuandai rushed into the classroom just as the bell rang. They didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so they naturally had no time to read the message Zhang Jiao sent on their phones - "The seats you're occupying are gone, don't come to the second row!"

When the two of them rushed to the second row as they had agreed to, they were dumbfounded...

There is a place - but it is inside, and only three people can enter.

I'm so close to the podium that I can hear the professor opening the textbook.

"Why is there only one seat?" Song Yuandai whispered to Zhang Jiao who was sitting inside.

Unfortunately, the person sitting by the corridor was Jin Zhiyue, and Zhang Jiao was sitting behind Jin Zhiyue.

Student Zhang wanted to answer, but there was one person between them. If he spoke a little louder so that the two people standing in the corridor could hear him, then the professor on the podium would also hear him...

"Xiaoyu, Yuandai, please go sit somewhere else. There's not enough space here."

Jin Zhiyue, who was sitting by the aisle, sat more neatly than a triangle ruler, with her notes filled with hairpin-shaped small characters spread out on the table. She looked straight ahead at the podium, and even when she spoke, she didn't look away, and didn't even look at the two people.

Zhang Jiao inside wanted to signal the two people without seats to leave quickly, but she didn't have the chance - her view was completely blocked by someone with a "tall figure"...

In just two seconds, Song Yuandai was so angry that it would take her a lifetime to heal. Just as she was about to lose her temper, the people next to her dragged her to the back of the classroom.

Qin Yu was also angry. She had seen the strange girl sitting inside Zhang Jiao once before. It was in the gym. At that time, this person was skipping rope with Jin Zhiyue...

She knew without thinking who was involved with this neurotic behavior that even elementary school students would disdain!

But now is not the time to beat up the "naughty kids". After all, the scrutiny falling on them is not only from the teacher on the podium, but also from a large number of classmates below...

Qin Yu dragged Song Yuandai around to search for seats. Unfortunately, this class was a public professional class with about a hundred students. At the moment, a "seat for two" in the classroom that could be sat down without asking others to move their butts was harder to find than a three-legged frog.

"Hiss——"

Huang De's sudden "sweet voice" caused his classmates to look back in amazement.

It's not that he's naughty, he was just qualifying when someone kicked him hard in the calf!

"What's wrong, Luo Ge?"