Revenge of Rebirth: Miss Femme

Zhuang Qingqing panicked when she heard Jian Jian's words. She didn't want to change seats because she didn't want to be separated from Jian Jian, but if Jian Jian was replaced, would the result be the same?Even so, when she heard simple words, she still felt warm in her heart. She had a friend who cared for her.

Jian Jian was already packing her things, and there was no dissatisfaction on her face.

In the classroom, voices of discussion gradually began to appear. Although they were small, they could still hear a few words, vacancy, preference, other people's...

The smile on Zhou Yun's face was stiff when she was standing, she didn't expect Jian Jian to stand out and put herself in such an awkward position, unable to advance or retreat.

"Zhou Yun, just sit in this empty seat, it's been a few minutes late." The dean pointed to a seat, several rows away from Jian Jian, not too far back, and it was the best seat in the vacant seat.

Zhou Yun followed the words and stepped off the stage, said no to Jian Jian who was about to pack up, and walked towards the seat pointed by the dean.

With the intervention of the teaching director, the matter was quickly over, and when Zhou Yun sat down, the first session of the morning began.

Simply take out her textbook again, in this life, she will never let Zhou Yun control her life again.

Cough cough--

A notebook that does not belong to her appeared in front of her, with thank you written in beautiful fonts, and a cute kaomoji, O(∩_∩)O~.

She was no longer at the age of passing notes at school, but this behavior made her feel very nostalgic. Under the line, she continued, we are good friends.

After Zhuang Qingqing saw it, her eyes narrowed with a smile, and she wanted to continue, but after seeing the simplicity of shaking her head at her, she didn't continue. Math class was the most difficult class for them, and no one dared to make small moves in front of the dean. , If you are caught, you will be notified and criticized.

Seeing that Zhuang Qingqing understood what she meant, she simply turned the book to the class she was explaining and listened carefully.

So a class ended under the same depressing conditions as always.

As soon as the dean left, the classroom was like a prison where the wind was released, and the whole thing boiled up, especially in the direction of Zhou Yun, surrounded by several circles of people, the laughter never stopped, it was the most lively place in the class.

"She is so popular." Zhuang Qingqing sighed enviously.

Yes, it's so good that someone will take the initiative to help her deal with people and things that hinder her without her asking. No one knows this better than her. She has a deep understanding of the days when she was excluded by the whole school.

Jian Jian walked in the direction of Zhou Yun. Although she didn't look abnormal on the surface and even had a friendly smile on her face, the sharp nails of her tightly clenched hands hurt her palms, and only the sense of pain warned her , let her move forward.

"Zhou Yun." Simply calling out this name, he used his greatest strength so as not to strangle the murderer in front of him.

Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment. Originally, she planned to look for Simple after class, but people surrounded her, and she couldn't move at all. Unexpectedly, Simple came to her instead.

"Simple, it's a pity that I can't be at the same table with you." Zhou Yun showed a disappointed expression, and his pitiful appearance made the teenagers who surrounded him a few times excited.

The crowd became agitated again because of the familiar conversation between the two. They must have known each other from their tone of voice. No wonder Zhou Yun pointed to the seat next to Jian Jian to sit.