Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 54, The Angel Who Doesn't Smile
The tall man shrouded the little girl in the shadow, but what he did was extremely inconsistent with this ambiguous scene. He raised the girl's face and wrote two words on her face. Extremely insulting word.

The female classmate Mona screamed, pulled away his hand to cover her face, and looked at him with fear in her eyes.

The other students didn't expect that someone would be so bold as to bully students at school, and they were so frightened that they dared not speak out.

Sima Ling threw the pen away, walked back to pick up Lin Anluo's schoolbag, couldn't help sighing, and said to himself, "What year was this cultural relic unearthed?"

The schoolbag was light and thin. He carried it with one hand and asked the students next to him, "Where is your teacher's office?"

The female classmate whose face he had written on his face was already crying and went to the toilet to wash his face. They all knew that it was her who wrote the dirty words on Xia Ying's desk. dry.As soon as the lively atmosphere in the class dropped to the freezing point, everyone quietly closed their mouths, silently moving away from this terrifying man.

The boy being questioned shrank his neck and pointed to the door cautiously, "It's next door."

"You can go home after signing up, right?"

"Uh-huh."

After confirming, Sima Ling walked out of the classroom with his bag in his hand, and after a few seconds, the classroom exploded, and everyone was excitedly discussing this strange parent.

"Uncle Xia Ying is too cool! He's so fierce when he writes, I'm too scared to breathe."

"Who made Mona bully Xia Ying all the time? She usually keeps silent. She must have gone home to complain to this uncle. Today, my uncle came to support her."

"Can't afford to mess with her, let's not mess with the school belle in the future."

Sima Ling walked to the door of the office, and heard a male teacher's loud voice, talking about the little girl he was looking for, "Xia Ying, you also know that it is now the third year of high school, and the reason why the teacher asked you to make up lessons is for your future. , tell your parents, don’t delay you for this little money.”

"Teacher, no need, I won't make up."

The male teacher's tone became impatient and threatening, "If you don't make up lessons, then don't go to school during your evening self-study, go home and play, when everyone else is admitted to a prestigious school, you will fail alone, don't ask a teacher cry."

But the girl always had a straight voice, like a machine without emotion, and answered him, "Good teacher."

The male teacher was very angry with her and chased her away, "Go away, I don't know what's good."

Lin Anluo turned around without hesitation, and walked out of the office door to face her boss, Sima Lan. When she saw him, she opened her eyes slightly, "What are you doing here, uncle?"

"The classroom is too smelly, I can't stay any longer, are you okay?"

Lin Anluo nodded, "Well, we can go, class starts tomorrow. You brought my schoolbag, then let's go and wait for Sima Han, they must wait for the classmates to come and get to know each other, the first year of high school begins The process is a little more complicated.”

She took the backpack from Sima Lan's hand, not paying any attention to the teacher's bad attitude towards her just now. When she walked in front, her straight back was very beautiful, and she talked to him, "It's ten o'clock now, he probably It won't be until noon."

Sima Lan insisted on bringing up the topic he just heard, "Is it because of money that you don't make up lessons?"

"It's not because of money. My grades are not bad, and I don't want to make up. It's better to study at home at night than to make up lessons at school." When she said this, she was full of confidence, with an unquestionable confidence.

Sima Ling followed her and asked casually, "What's the name of that teacher just now?"

Lin Anluo actually didn't know, after all, she wasn't the real Xia Ying. Although she didn't know why Sima Lang asked this question, in order not to reveal the truth, the system answered him after asking in her heart, "It's called Yang Guangda."

"It's not very big-hearted." Sima Lan said with a sneer, "I think he just doesn't know good from bad."

Lin Anluo was very open-minded, thinking that Sima Ling was just complaining, she pondered for a while and said, "It's okay, making up lessons is voluntary, and he's a bit aggressive if I don't voluntarily, I don't know what he is. I don’t like it because I made less money, or because I don’t seek to make progress. If it’s the latter, as long as I keep my ranking and don’t fall, he probably won’t mind about it.”

Sima Ling didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, "Are you unpopular at school?"

Coincidentally, right after he finished speaking, a boy stopped Lin Anluo in front, shyly and nervously asking for her phone number.Lin Anluo rejected the boy straight away, then turned her head and smiled sweetly at Sima Lang, "What did uncle just ask me?"

"Just pretend I didn't ask." Sima Lan replied with the same smile.

Lin Anluo continued to walk forward, "I'm really not very popular because of my personality."

Xia Ying also tried to get along with others, but it's not easy to establish friendship with girls. She is too sensitive, and if people alienate her, she will think that she is not good, and then shrink back into the turtle shell and refuse to try to communicate again.

When she and Sima Lan walked into Sima Han's class, they were going through the self-introduction process, and soon it was Sima Han's turn. He walked up to the podium to write his name, and said generously, "My name is Sima Han. Hope to be good friends with you in the next three years.”

Lin Anluo applauded along with the students in the audience, feeling like a loving old mother.She sighed to the system in her heart, "This is youth."

[System]: Girl, you are only 17 years old.

This is the beginning of 17-year-old Lin Anluo's second senior year in high school.

When she went to school the next day, she was surprised to find that the head teacher had changed inexplicably, and her messy desk had been replaced with a brand new one, and the classmates looked at her strangely, as if they were looking at something She didn't need to think too much about the person she couldn't afford to offend. She knew that it was Sima Lan's handwriting.

It took only a few minutes for her to go to the office to hand in her homework, what did Sima Ling do?

The system told Lin Anluo about Sima Lan writing on Mona's face yesterday, she glanced at Mona, Mona noticed it, and stared back at her fiercely.

Staring at her for what, Lin Anluo pursed her lips, dismissively, who told her to recruit her first, if Sima Ling hadn't followed, she would probably just pretend that she didn't see what Mona wrote, it was just a naive child She doesn't have to worry about the trick.

It's no wonder that Sima Ling asked her the name of the class teacher yesterday, and asked if she was unpopular in school. After personally experiencing Xia Ying's class atmosphere, he single-handedly eliminated all the factors that made her unhappy.The teacher no longer made it difficult for her, and the classmates did not dare to tease her.

Although no one dared to talk to her in the class, this learning environment was much more comfortable than what she had experienced before.

Sima Han, who has just entered school, is slowly adapting to school life. He is cheerful and generous. When you are with him, you don't have to worry about paying the bills. All the things he uses are luxury accessories that are rare for common people, even writing tools. The pens he owned were all famous brands, and the driver who took him to and from school drove a luxury car that ordinary people could only dream of. The nickname of the Prince spread again.

Careful people will find that this prince has a very close relationship with a certain high school beauty, they often go to and from school and eat together, he will go to the teaching building of the high school to find her after class, and she will go to the basketball court after school wait for him.

(End of this chapter)