Wen Youyou's head hurts very much.

The sun was dazzling, and she subconsciously blocked her hand in front of her.

Next to him, the sunny voice of adolescent boys was heard: "Youyou, don't confess your love to that boy Liang Jingnan. How great it would be to be with me."

Liang Jingnan? Who is this?

Why did she confess to him?

Wen Youyou thought so and put down her hand covering her eyes.

The surroundings were noisy, and they were all laughing.

There was a completely unfamiliar campus in front of me. It was time for school to come out of school. The young and girls in school uniforms walked out of the school gate in groups of three or three.

It looks like this is a high school campus.

The boy who was talking just now approached her, and the sunny breath came to her face: "Youyou, don't he appreciate it if you buy him such expensive shoes? Why do you have to hang yourself on a tree in Liang Jingnan? Just consider me."

Wen Youyou then saw the boy's face clearly.

He was tall, covering her whole body in a shadow, with handsome and resolute facial features, a smile on his face, healthy wheat-colored skin, and a basketball in his hand.

Sunny and cheerful, it is the type that girls like.

"Who are you?" Wen Youyou was stunned for a moment after exiting.

This sound is so tender and very soft.

The boy calmed down the smile on his face, hid the basketball behind him, and then slowly took it out again, his movements solemnly as if he was sending roses.

"I am Cheng Yiming from Class 7, Grade 2. Wen Youyou, can you be my girlfriend?"

"You are too young." Wen Youyou's thoughts were still a little confused.

She is in college, how could she be with a high school kid?

"Too young? Are we the same age?" Cheng Yiming widened his eyes exaggeratedly, and said as he wanted to try the temperature of Wen Youyou's forehead. "Youyou, what's wrong with you? It's not that he has heatstroke, right?"

At this moment, four or five boys passed by here in groups.

After seeing the fair boy walking in the middle, Cheng Yiming's face suddenly became unfavorable.

Wen Youyou took a step back and avoided Cheng Yiming's big hand.

At this time, she also noticed the boy coming over there.

I still heard vaguely that they were discussing her.

"Isn't that Wen Youyou? Why did she block the school gate?"

"It must be to pester Brother Nan again."

"I don't know what I bought for Brother Nan this time. Isn't it just that I have two bad money at home? It's so proud."

"Brother Nan, don't be polite when you refuse later. Anyway, you are gentle and thick-skinned, haha."

After saying that, everyone except Liang Jingnan laughed, and the malice was obvious.

Wen Youyou hadn't figured out the situation yet, and she was ridiculed for no reason, and her head became bigger.

"Damn it, I'm so mean. Let's beat them up." Cheng Yiming gasped for a while like a cow, grabbed the basketball under his arm, and was about to go over to fight.

"Hey, wait." Wen Youyou grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Cheng Yiming thought she felt sorry for Liang Jingnan, and his eyebrows frowned, "Don't worry, I won't hit Liang Jingnan."

When I heard this name again, Wen Youyou's sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

Liang Jingnan, Cheng Yiming, and Wen Youyou, who is as famous as hers, aren’t they all characters in a novel?

She read the novel called "The Big Boss' White Lotus Little Wife" that day, and the male protagonist was Liang Jingnan.

Because of the vicious female supporting role in reincarnation, she also went to the comment section to argue with the author for a while.

Unexpectedly, she actually got into the book and became the supporting actress who was tragically surrendered.

She still has an impression of the current plot.

After all, looking at someone with the same name as his, doing something that makes people embarrassed and curled up their toes is so disgusting that it can't even forget it.

According to the plot, she should now give Liang Jingnan the limited edition sneakers she had finally grabbed, and then he was insulted in public.

Liang Jingnan was very arrogant and most shameful to use money to "insult" him. In the end, he would throw his shoes into the mud pit in front of everyone.

Wen Youyou looked at the school gate. It was raining two days ago, and there was indeed a small mud pit in the depression at the door.

Wen Youyou took a deep breath and lifted the gift box in her hand, which contained a pair of basketball shoes worth three thousand dollars.

Her movements looked like she was going to hand a gift to someone.

At this moment, Liang Jingnan and others walked up to her.

"Wen Youyou, how many times have I told you, don't give me anything anymore. No matter how much you spend, I won't like it..." Yours.

Before Liang Jingnan finished speaking, he saw Wen Youyou give the gift box to Cheng Yiming: "Didn't you say you like these shoes? I'll grab it for you."

Cheng Yiming was stunned and pointed at his nose foolishly: "Give it...to me?"

Although he still couldn't figure out the situation, his hand had automatically taken the gift.

This was the first time Youyou bought him a gift, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Well, of course it's for you. Who else is worthy of this nearby except you?" Wen Youyou smiled sweetly.

Liang Jingnan and his four followers looked ugly one than the other.

Especially Liang Jingnan, who was confident that he thought the shoes belonged to him, was so angry that his face was almost distorted.

Wouldn't Wen Youyou say that he is not worthy of these shoes?

Wen Youyou seemed to have discovered Liang Jingnan at this moment, and turned to face him: "Sorry, were you talking to me just now?"

"Don't think that you can attract my attention by using this method. The one I look down on the most is a rich second generation like you who is ignorant." Liang Jingnan clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly with anger.

Minghua Middle School is the best high school in the province, and many rich second-generations come in through the back door.

For example, Wen Youyou, and Cheng Yiming.

"Where does the sour smell come from?" i put on sunglasses and his whole aura changed instantly. "Please ask Liang to give in. You block my Rolls-Royce and return to my 700-square-meter villa."

This is the first time that Liang Jingnan has been treated like this by Wen Youyou.

He was completely confused and couldn't help but move away and give way.

Wen Youyou and Cheng Yiming walked out of the school side by side, walking gracefully.

At the door, the two waved goodbye, then one of them got on the Rolls-Royce and the other one got on the Maserati.

The luxury car left, and Liang Jingnan stood in humiliation at the school gate.

His followers looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed and nervous.

"Well, Brother Nan, I'll go back first."

"My mom called me just now."

The four of them pulled me, and I pulled you, and ran away together, leaving only Liang Jingnan with a gloomy face.

After Wen Youyou got in the car, she completely forgot what happened just now.

When she read the novel, she disliked the male protagonist very much. Although she had no capital, she always claimed to be aloof and looked down on others.

Especially Liang Jingnan still has a little bit of hatred for the rich.

"Miss, the boss brought the guest home today." The driver looked at Wen Youyou carefully through the rearview mirror.

"Yeah, I understand." Something kept vibrating, Wen Youyou took out her cell phone from her bag.

Seeing her calm expression, the driver's heart was relieved.

Wen Youyou opened the lock screen, and the note was called "Xiao Ming", and the message kept popping up.

Xiao Ming: Have you noticed Liang Jingnan's expression just now? I suspect he will collapse in the next second, and he cried out on the spot.

Xiao Ming: And his followers, their faces are as bad as stones in the stinky ditch, hahahaha.

Xiao Ming: By the way, I really like the shoes you gave me. Although they are one size smaller, I love them as long as you give me.

Xiao Ming: Momo.

The shoes were bought by the original owner for Liang Jingnan, so they are naturally not suitable for Cheng Yiming to wear.

Wen Youyou was about to explain to him, but news came over there.

Xiao Ming: I'll answer a call.

Youyouchek Noo: OK.

Wen Youyou noticed her nickname at this time, which was too second-rate.

She quickly changed her nickname: Leisurely.

Then, she turned off her cell phone and closed her eyes to rest.
To be continued...