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“I didn’t do anything, I just ate a meal and talked for a while.” He Wanrong told the truth, if he really said it, then he really didn’t do anything, but if he really said nothing and didn’t do anything, it wasn’t either.

Hearing He Wanrong say so, eating, chatting, this amount of information, the first time in the eyes of the students overlapped, the amount of information is not generally large.

Whether it is eating or chatting, this must be a person with extremely good relations who will go together, and it is still such a cold teacher Gong Ne, I heard that Teacher Gong Ne has a boyfriend, or a teacher, I heard that Teacher Gong Ne’s boyfriend, it is difficult to go out to dinner.

And He Wanrong, but he was easily invited to dinner, is it true that Teacher Gong Ne likes He Wanrong?

I have to say that the brain holes of the students in the class are also very large, not only that, but also quite close to the truth.

From the beginning to the present, there is no doubt that their speculation is very close to the facts.

A few nearby questions were finished, and a few curious female classmates came to ask, He Rongyuan said, but in their ears, after their processing, it has become countless and strange plots.

Of course, these things are things that He Wanrong did not care about.

The more he did so, the more speculations the people in the class became, which was inevitable and unnecessary to avoid.

There were 52 people in the music class, 8 boys, including He Wanrong, in addition, the others were girls.

Of course, among these eight boys, the best relationship with He Wanrong was naturally Hu Chonghong, and there was no one at all.

Eight boys, the others are girls, which is undoubtedly a super comfortable class for boys, but there are only so many beautiful girls in the class, and the rest are ordinary people, looking at the kind that have no interest, which is also the fundamental reason why He Wanrong did not start.

He prefers girls with good hearts, but he also believes in a word, born from the heart.

Walking to Hu Chonghong’s side, He Wanrong sat down slowly, bored, and he wrote his homework for a while.

The homework is simple and will be written in a short time.

After writing his homework, He Wanrong looked at the most beautiful girl in the class.

[Dai Yuyan: 99 appearance, virgin, ice and jade, choppy, already has a boyfriend, cheating rate of 10% (before 5%). ), weaknesses: dump talents, break weaknesses, share 100%. 】

Dai Yuyan, as a literary and art committee member of the music class, likes her a lot, unfortunately, she just came to have a boyfriend, but it is a long-distance relationship, I heard that she just entered the university to get better.

To tell the truth, when he first went to college, he liked Dai Yuyan, beautiful girls, boys and boys would like it.

He Wanrong was surprised to find that he had done nothing, but suddenly, Dai Yuyan’s cheating rate had increased from the previous 5% to the current 10%, where did the 5% improvement come from?

Involuntarily, He Wanrong looked at Dai Yuyan’s weakness.

Weakness: Dumping talent.

Instantly, seconds to understand.

Dumping talent, then it must be when the class is going today during the day, talking and talking, leaving a deep impression in Dai Yuyan’s heart, so that the rate of cheating is naturally improved.

Another actionable one, He Wanrong thought secretly.

Girls are very sensitive, when He Wanrong looked at Dai Yuyan, Dai Yuyan was sensitive to the fact that He Wanrong was looking at himself.

Looked at by He Wanrong, combined with today’s events, Dai Yuyan had some unclear taste in her heart.

After writing homework for a while, the rest of the time, I was playing with my mobile phone, or chatting with Hu Chonghong, and the first class of the evening self-study passed in a flash.

“Jingle Bells.”

The bell rings at the end of class.

The weather was a bit muggy, and He Wanrong was ready to go out for a walk.

“He Wanrong, He Wanrong.” There were a few crisp sounds at the door.

“He Wanrong, Pan Wan’er is looking for you.” Liu Jing, a kind girl in the class, played a role in passing on the word.

“Pan Wan’er is looking for me?” He Wanrong was somewhat surprised.

Pan Wan’er is the leader of the fifth class of music, under normal circumstances, the two are difficult to contact, how can all of a sudden, Pan Wan’er come to find herself? That’s kind of incredible.

With a thought in his heart, his footsteps quickly came to the door.

At the door is a girl with black hair simply tied into a ponytail, exquisitely cut black and white casual wear, white sandals simple and generous, and a crescent chain on her wrist.