She lowered her head slightly and reached out to pull the man's injured leg.

"What are you doing?" The man was stunned, and then quickly said, "This is a gunshot wound. My personal doctor will be here soon. Don't touch it. I don't want to die now..."

As he spoke, his leg suddenly stopped bleeding.

Even the pain was reduced by half.

Bai Zian then stood up, reopened the English word page, and walked back.

"Hello--"

The man shook his head and saw that she didn't have the framed calligraphy, so he couldn't help but stop her, "You don't want Liang Zewen's original work?"

The girl who didn't pay much attention to him stopped, and the moonlight gently soaked her body. After reciting a word, she turned her head and said, "Who told you that this is an authentic work?"

The man was stunned, "This has been verified by experts..."

The girl regained her gaze and disappeared around the corner.

The voice coming from the dark night was vague and lonely, "Check again, it's his student's handwriting."

**

Six o'clock in the morning.

Ji Heng's room.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met the figure holding an electric fan in front of him.

Ji Heng: "..."

Bai Qian: "..."

Looking at each other for ten seconds, someone looked at him with a very confident look, as if asking "Why did you wake up so early?"

……very good.

Ji Heng closed his eyes expressionlessly.

Bai Zian then put on the electric fan and turned it on specially.

The small fan that had broken before started whirring as if it was afraid that others would not know that it had been repaired by someone.

She closed the door thoughtfully and went out.

Ji Heng opened his eyes and looked out the window at the early morning, low temperature, about 22 degrees -

He calmly reached out and pulled the half-covered quilt to his neck.

Xiangcheng Middle School starts classes at 8 a.m., and most boarding students arrive at 7 a.m.

Bai Zian came not too late, at half past seven.

Her deskmate must also have arrived very early, holding an English book and sitting in the front seat to recite.

And her position——

Bai Zian yawned lazily and walked to his seat, reached out and knocked on the table, lowered his head: "Classmate, give way."

The face of the girl sitting in her seat instantly dropped.

"Shua——"

The noisy class suddenly became quiet.

Zhang Shize, who was sleeping on the table, also raised his head. His eyes were bleary, and he was shocked when he saw this situation.

The curly-haired girl didn't look at Bai Qian at all. When she saw that Zhang Shize was awake, her eyes lit up and she handed him the bag in her hand, "Zhang Shize, I brought you breakfast."

At the same time, Yang Lin gently tugged on Bai Qian's clothes and signaled Bai Qian with her eyes.

Zhang Shize never accepts anything from girls.

Now he reached out to take the breakfast, "Thank you, thank you, Chen Wei, please go first, class is about to begin."

Chen Wei's pulled face smiled again, "Then I'll watch you play ball tonight."

Maybe he was in a good mood today, so Chen Wei left Class 15 humming a song.

Wherever she passed, boys and girls all shrank their necks in unison.

"New classmate, you have just come to our school. Let me give you some popular science." The girl in front turned around. She breathed a long sigh of relief and said to Bai Xian: "That was Chen Wei, who was in the second year of high school. Of course, you may not know.

Our school boy knows, besides this idiot Zhang Shize, there is another person named Chen Zhu. Chen Wei is Chen Zhu’s sister, Chen Zhu’s class 38, Prince’s class, do you understand? Those who often play with her are all Chen Zhu

People like Ren Wanxuan."

Bai Qian: "...thank you."

It's so annoying, I miss sharks.

"Anyway, we ordinary people who are in the Prince's class shouldn't mess with us if we can. An egg touches a rock," the girl said, then looked at Yang Lin and Zhang Shize, "right, you two?"

"The most important thing is that Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan are both our hottest contenders for the No. 1 pick in the North City," Yang Lin sat down in her seat, thought for a moment, and added softly: "Try not to offend them.

"

"That's the truth," Zhang Shize was dissatisfied, "but why do you call me, a cheerful and innocent nineteen-year-old male high school student, a fool?"

No one paid attention to him.

"..." Zhang Shize put his arm around his deskmate's shoulders again, "Xue Shen, what do you think?"

Ning Xiao raised his head and gave him a "quiet" look.

Bai Xian rested his chin on his hand and flipped out an English book lazily.

Zhang Shize touched his nose and took out his mobile phone to add her as a friend.

**

Today is Friday, school is over in the evening.

Yang Lin and Bai Zian walked out of the school together. Bai Zian put on headphones to listen to the words and walked with Yang Lin to the flower shop at the end of the street.

The middle-aged woman who bought flowers was enthusiastically wrapping bouquets for the guests. When she saw Yang Lin, she narrowed her eyes and smiled softly, "Your flowers are on the table, I have placed them for you."

While Bai Zian was memorizing the words, he looked over and saw a beautiful white lily on the table.

Yang Lin took the flowers and put the money on the table.

The middle-aged woman wrapped the flowers, shook her head helplessly when she saw this scene, and asked: "Where is that boy Zhang Shize?"

"He's playing ball."

"If we go to play ball again, why can't we imitate you and Ning Xiao?" Mother Zhang muttered to herself, then looked at Bai Jian, "Hey, this is the transfer student in your class, right? The little girl is so pretty."

She pulled out a red rose and gave it to Bai Qian, "She looks better than that little bastard of mine."

Bai Qian took it and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Ah," Zhang's mother covered her heart, "I knew I should have a daughter! Damn Zhang Shize will only water my orchids to death!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry," the middle-aged man who had just returned from outside put down his computer bag and comforted him repeatedly. "We had an argument at night and pretended to be in a cold war. We went back to the room and let him do housework alone for seven days!"

"..."

Bai Qian held a rose and Yang Lin parted ways at the intersection.

Following the address Jiang He gave her, she came to the wealthy area of ​​Xiangcheng.

The bus only goes to the outermost road.

Ren Wanxuan did not attend the training camp for top students today. There were distinguished guests at home today, so Ren Qian notified her in advance.

When passing by the outskirts of a wealthy area, she caught a glimpse of a person not far away——

"parking!"

The boy sitting in front looked at the rearview mirror and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ren Wanxuan shook her head but said nothing.

"brush--"

The car stopped in front of Bai Zian.
Chapter completed!