Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 82 The Goddess Descends (29)

I don't know if it's an illusion, but after a whole morning, Jiang Wan always felt that the classmates in the class looked at her a little strangely.

It's the kind of inquiry with a little bit of disbelief.

When the big break was over, Bai Miaomiao exclaimed "Hey", and quickly handed her mobile phone to Jiang Wan.

She pointed to the lines of text on the screen, and almost cursed, "These rhythmic idiots! They secretly satirized you in the post bar, Xie Shiyao must have done this!"

Jiang Wan glanced at the No. [-] Middle School post on her phone.

It was posted by an anonymous friend, saying how corrupt the private life of the goddess who counterattacked in the Fourth Middle School was.

It's fine to hook up with a handsome boyfriend, but now she's still flirting with the school grass, forcing the school grass to break up with the original school beauty.

The meaning of this is too obvious.

But all No. [-] middle school students know that this refers to the new goddess Jiang Wan of No. [-] No. [-] Middle School.

The students in Class [-] could also feel that when Chen Yan came back to class, his attitude towards Jiang Wan was different from before.

Not only did he buy breakfast for the other party, but when he heard someone speak ill of Jiang Wan in private, he would glance over coldly, his attitude of warning was extremely obvious.

On the other hand, Jiang Wan was a bit indifferent to Chen Yan, and didn't know if this move was playing hard to get, or what.

Jiang Wan finished reading the post and returned the phone to Bai Miaomiao.

"Wanwan, don't you explain?" Bai Miaomiao angrily threw the phone into the drawer.

"Since the other party will post this kind of post, there must be a lot of confidence to make everyone believe it." Jiang Wan logically analyzed, "If I explain, she will say that I have a guilty conscience and make everyone believe in the post in the post bar. content."

Bai Miaomiao was a little anxious, "Then what should I do?"

Jiang Wan turned her head and smiled, picked up a pen and wrote the questions in the exercise book, "Wait for the other party to show their feet first."

As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion at the door.

A few students from Class [-] carried a blue basket and walked into Class [-] classroom laughing, "Students, do you want free ice powder?"

The weather is neither hot nor cold, and there are still many people eating ice powder as usual.

An ice powder in the canteen sells for seven yuan, and many students are reluctant to spend this money.Now there are free ones in front of me, and they are all delivered to the door of the class. This is not a bargain!

In just a few seconds, a large wave of students surrounded Class [-] who were delivering ice powder.

Three or two Class [-] students shared the ice powder and said with a smile, "This is what Xie Xiaohua invited all of us to eat in the third year, and there will be yogurt and fruit in the afternoon~"

Cheers overflowed from the crowd, and everyone was enthusiastic.

Spending money to buy people's hearts is the easiest way for Xie Shiyao, and it is also the fastest way to gain everyone's trust.

But she overlooked one point.
People who can be bought by money are the least valuable and the easiest to overturn!

Bai Miaomiao sat on the seat angrily, disgusted with Xie Shiyao's method.

"Miao Miao~" Jiang Wan pinched Bai Miaomiao's round face, "accompany me to the canteen."

Bai Miaomiao hated iron for being weak, "Why are you still in the mood to buy things?"

Reluctant on the mouth, but the body still stood up very honestly.

When she arrived at the canteen, she saw Jiang Wan bought a pack of paper towels, and couldn't help asking, "Why do you buy so much paper? This can last a semester, right?"

Jiang Wan hugged a piece of paper in her arms like a baby, "Secret."

Bai Miaomiao pursed her lips, "Little devil!"

Before class in the afternoon, the three students in Class [-] who delivered ice powder in the morning brought a basket of yogurt and fruit as expected.

In the classroom, everyone chatted while eating, sighing and satisfied.

I don't know how much I thank that Xie Xiaohua from Class [-].

However, this grateful atmosphere disappeared suddenly during the last class in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)