Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

More than 20 days passed in a flash, and the results came out soon.

Jiang Lin called to check her score, and then checked her own score. There was only one point difference between the two scores.

Jiang Lin hung up the phone, looked at her solemnly, and asked, "Who do you think is the one below?"

"..."

This perverted way of asking really fits his usual style.

Song Le choked immediately: Get lost, don't guess.

After Jiang Lin understood the look in her eyes, he was instantly happy, but his face tensed for a second, he hugged her, and quickly comforted him: "Okay, I will tell you."

This time, Song Le was counterpressed shamelessly.

Even if it's only by one point.

But Song Le still felt a deep sense of imbalance——

Every time she was listening to the class carefully, Jiang Lin was thinking about how to avoid the teacher's search and pinch her face, her hands, and her waist.

Every time she was concentrating on her homework, Jiang Lin had a handsome face and handed over small notes that kept confessing her love.

Every time she was seriously answering the questions, Jiang Lin, who was sitting in the back seat, stared at her with fiery eyes that could be detected.

……

So, how can this kind of pervert and dull soul who never studies much be better than her?

"Although Chinese is still more than 20 points lower than yours..."

In order to ease the face of his little mute and raise his mood, Jiang Lin did not hesitate to comfort her with the language he was least willing to face.

Unexpectedly, the white shoe was stomped heavily by the little dumb guy who puffed up his cheeks and glared at him.

"..."

Well, if that's what makes the little mute happy.

Jiang Lin glued back to her glass heart in a second, leaned over with a smile, and kissed her.

"Shall I accompany you to the hospital for another examination?" But the topic couldn't be avoided.

Song Le thought before, did Jiang Lin find it difficult to communicate like this.

But then I found out——

Not at all, Jiang Lin just wanted to hear her make... sound.

It can be said that it has become metamorphosis in all directions.

So Song Le shook his head without thinking.

Aggrievedly thinking: Why is Jiang Lin becoming more perverted every day, making her prefer to speak later.

Jiang Lin saw her accusing face but couldn't speak, but couldn't stop his heartbeat, and said, "I'll fill out the volunteer application the day after tomorrow, and I'll fill it out with you, understand? Don't secretly change the volunteer, or I'll transfer to another school. "

……

Lin Rui and Yu Yan passed the exam as usual, without any psychological pressure at all, and passed the exam just like they were playing.

Lu Xiaoshao performed exceptionally well, and was admitted to Xinyi's school without fail.

On the day of filling out the application, Yuan Yuan ran over, hugged Song Le and asked, "Lele, how did you do in the exam?"

Song Le gestured three numbers.

Mo Yuanyuan was forced to swear directly: "Damn it? Isn't it? Is it so heaven-defying?"

The questions are difficult this time, especially in science and mathematics. Such scores seem a bit scary, right?

Song Lejing: Over there are non-human beings who are one point taller than me.

... The most shameful thing is that he hasn't studied yet!

"That, that Lele, where are you going to take the test?" Yuan Yuan finally recovered from the blow of the score, and asked stumblingly.

Song Le wrote a university.

After reading it, Yuan Yuan was surprised and happy and said, "Really, then I might be in the next school with Lele Club."

Song Le also hoped so, couldn't help but nodded with a smile.

Arm in arm, the two went to confirm their choice, and then walked aimlessly in the school.

Mo Yuanyuan asked curiously: "Lele, did the doctor say when you can talk?"

Yuan Yuan is not some pervert, there is no need to hide this kind of thing, Song Le nodded subconsciously, and wrote: Soon, probably this summer vacation is over, that's all.