The metaphysical Taoist nun sealed her heart with cement, and the brothers cried miserably

On a sunny day, everything looks normal on the roof of the school building.

But Lingya sensed that there was something wrong with the rooftop.

You can't see anything in the daytime, and the ghost doesn't stand on the rooftop in broad daylight to expose himself, but there is resentment there.

Resentment that can be felt during the day indicates that resentment has accumulated to a certain extent.

There may have been some fatal-related incidents in this school recently.

Bai Jing also counted it in his heart, he leaned over to Lingya and said, "The test will take a day, and it will end at half past ten in the morning, do you want to take a stroll around the campus and familiarize yourself with the campus?"

Lingya needed time to inquire if something had happened to this school recently, and couldn't help but praise Bai Jing in her heart for being too considerate.

Bai Jing hid his merits and fame, and accompanied Lingya directly to the conference room where the principal, school director and others were.

After the two of them entered the campus, Su Yaoyao came.

It's also a coincidence that Su Yaoyao also wore a white dress today, but she wore a pearl hairpin to clip her hair.

After she got out of the car, she put on a gentle face and greeted everyone with a smile.

Although her legs are not good, the only favored daughter of the Su family, as well as her beautiful face, have always made her the goddess of Azure High School.

"Good morning, everyone. As soon as Su Yaoyao spoke, a group of people suddenly came over.

Su Yaoyao enjoyed the feeling of the stars holding the moon, but today, there was a discordant voice in the crowd.

"Su Yaoyao is also wearing a white dress today, she looks very beautiful on weekdays, but after seeing such a temperamental goddess just now, I found that she is average.

"How can I say it, after I looked at that girl just now, I felt that Su Yaoyao could only be regarded as a beautiful and standard beauty who looked good at a glance, but that girl just now was amazing."

"You still have literary talent, you are indeed amazing, after seeing that face, those eyes, you always don't think about it yourself, it's really unforgettable." A

few people are students of the aristocratic school, and their voices are actually not loud, but Su Yaoyao cares about what others say about her, and she keeps pricking up her ears and waiting for everyone's praise, but she hears their praise for others.

This...... How is it possible?

Before Su Yaoyao could continue to think, several people laughed again.

"But no matter how beautiful that beauty is just now, I still choose Su Yaoyao, the daughter of the Su family, and this identity is so noble that I know how many times. No matter how temperamental she is, she can't compare with the daughter of the richest man. Someone said again.

Su Yaoyao frowned when he heard this.

These words are used on weekdays, but now that he knows that he is really not the daughter of the richest man, it makes Su Yaoyao a little awkward.

What no one knows is that the daughter of the real richest man is struggling to write a paper at this time.

Originally, it was going to be divided into the morning and afternoon exams, but because the speed of the spirit buds was too fast, the afternoon papers were simply taken to the morning to write.

Several teachers who came out of the paper watched Lingya answer the questions quickly throughout the whole process, and then began to calculate the score under the witness of the school director and the principal.

At this moment, Bai Jing was holding Lingya's white little wrist and kneading it gently: "My wrist must be tired from writing so many words at once, so it won't be sore if I rub it for you."

Lingya: "No, I don't have any pain."

Bai Jing: "It's not that you don't hurt, you don't know how to cherish yourself." Don't move. "

Principals, school directors, teachers: "......

you are showing affection, aren't you?"

This is the school, we are all elites who catch early love, will you be too much like this?