All The Hotshots Love Me [Quick Transmigration]

In early summer, the early morning sun shines through the lush trees on both sides of the road, leaving bright oval spots on the road.

The 108 bus stopped in front of the stop sign at the entrance of Fengcheng No. 12 High School. The back door opened. Seven or eight students in school uniforms swarmed down. Jiang Rui walked at the end.

The name of the body she exchanged in this world is Schumann. She is seventeen years old and is in the second grade of high school.

Schumannman was a premature baby. He had been in poor health since he was a child. He was admitted to the hospital several times in critical condition. About half a month ago, he failed to survive a cold and died in the middle of the night.

Her wish is simple. Because she is a single-parent family, she hopes that her mother Shu Xiaoyun will not be sad for her anymore, and hope she can find happiness.

Jiang Rui has been Schumannman for seven or eight days. Under her care, this seemingly weak body is already healthier than anyone else. It is no problem to run a marathon directly, but she Still maintaining Schumannman's habit, walking slowly and speaking softly.

The student who got out of the car in front had chased and chased into the school gate and ran to the school building. She was still walking on the zebra crossing, and the sun was pouring down. Many girls were afraid of the dark and had already raised their parasols, but she was lazily tanned. of.

Schumannman rarely sees light, his skin is pale without blood, and the light blue blood vessels under the skin are clearly visible. After she was nursed, his paleness turned into a lustrous white. She wore a white summer school uniform, and the early summer morning light shone on her body. As if the whole body was covered with a layer of white light.

When Jiang Rui stepped into the classroom, it was already 7:35, and it was time to read in five minutes. The noise in the classroom was almost all chasing, and the sound of borrowing workbooks and copying homework. Some students started spontaneously. Study yourself early, without being affected by the noise.

Schumann was originally sitting in the second row of the three groups, but there are people in that position.

Rows of seats have always been a major headache for teachers. Good students want to sit in the front, students with poor eyesight want to sit in the front, and short-length students want to sit in the front, but those with average grades, good eyesight, Should the taller sit in the back?

No matter how the arrangement is, there are always students who have opinions. No, the semester is already over half of the time. There are also parents who told the head teacher of the 28th class of high school that they hoped to adjust a seat for his child.

Teacher Lin, the head teacher, simply said in the class that he will not arrange for a major adjustment of the position. It is all up to the students to fight for it. Whoever comes early today has the right to pick a seat first and cannot help others to occupy a seat. If you don't get a good seat late, you can't say anything unfair.

At Jiang Rui’s speed, it was the last one without accident. The classroom was almost full of people. Just as she was about to see where there were empty seats, a tall girl came out of the seat and took her hand: "You Why did you come here? Didn't you receive the message I sent you?"

"I see, but I can't get up, I'm sorry Jiajia." Jiang Rui apologized.

"The good positions are occupied, so what do you say." Zhang Jiajia looked anxious, but she knew Schumann's physical condition, let alone getting up early, it would be nice to be able to catch up with early self-study.

"It's okay, anyway, at the end, there must be one seat left." Jiang Rui said.

"It's up to now, you are not in a hurry." Zhang Jiajia gave her a discouraged look. "I've already helped you pay attention to it. Now only the fourth group and the fifth row are left by the window, but Look at who is sitting next to him?"

Jiang Rui followed what she said and looked over. There was a boy sitting next to that position. He was sleeping on the table and couldn't see his face.

Zhang Jiajia lowered her voice, "It's Yan Zhao, do you dare to sit with him?"

Yan Zhao is a celebrity in the Twelfth Middle School of Maple City. Because of her good-looking face, when she was just entering the first year of high school, there was a second- and third-year senior girl who went to the door of the classroom to watch the freshman who was said to be handsome and cool. But as well-known as his handsome, it is his bad temper, no matter who he talks to, he has a fierce tone, and it is also rumored that he is a gangster in his family and fights hard.

Regardless of whether the underworld fight is true or false, the good students in the class have always kept Yan Zhao away, including Schumann, who has been classmates for more than a year, and the two have not even said a word.

Coincidentally, Jiang Rui's goal here is Yan Zhao.

The current result was not what she intended. Schumann had difficulty getting up early due to physical reasons. Although Jiang Rui was able to get up, she was afraid to worry Shu Xiaoyun, and she did not deliberately get up early to occupy a seat, as she said before, anyway. With so many people and so many seats in the class, there will always be one vacant in the end, but I didn’t expect it to be so coincidentally.

"Are you scared?" Zhang Jiajia shook her hand. "Otherwise, let's go to Teacher Lin."

Jiang Rui shook his head, "Ms. Lin said before that he won't care about the seat anymore, and I think the position is pretty good, by the window, bright and cool."

"But the one sitting next to him is Yan Zhao, will he hit someone?" Zhang Jiajia was worried.

Jiang Rui smiled and said, "For no reason, why did he hit me? He wouldn't be so unreasonable, right?"

"Who knows? He has such a bad temper." Zhang Jiajia muttered, but now there is no other way. She said: "Let's go, I will go with you. If he dares to hit someone, I, I will... Just scratch his face!" He said, revealing his nine-yin white claws.

Jiang Rui made a pounce and took her hand to the fourth group.

Many students in the class looked at the two of them, and when they discovered their destination, they were more curious and concerned.

The distance between the front and rear tables in the class is not narrow, but Yan Zhao is lying there sleeping, if Jiang Rui thinks of the seat inside, he must wake people up. Look at his usual fierce appearance, if he falls asleep and is awakened, can he be more fierce?

Zhang Jiajia began to hesitate again, "Look for a teacher, right?"

"Let's try it first. If he is really fierce, then go to the teacher." Jiang Rui calmed her.

She walked in, slightly bent over and whispered, "Student Yan? Student Yan..."

Probably because her voice was relatively soft and the classroom was noisy, Yan Zhao did not wake up. Seeing that the morning self-study time was coming soon, Jiang Rui pursed his lower lip, raised his finger, and tapped it three times on the table, "Student Yan?"

When he knocked the second time, he finally had a reaction. Jiang Rui only felt that there was a flower in front of him. The person who was sleeping on his stomach just like a grumpy tiger stood up suddenly. The tall and magnificent figure caused great The oppression of her, the face full of impatience and fierceness is even more scary, Zhang Jiajia immediately whispered and took two steps back.

Fortunately, although he looked irritable, he didn't really hit anyone, and stared at Jiang Rui with bloodshot eyes.

Jiang Rui stepped back, then raised his head to look at him, with some apologetics on his white face, "I'm sorry to wake you up, can you please give me a little bit? I want to sit inside."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a roar around. Although it is up to you to choose which seat you sit in, so far, there has not been a situation where boys and girls are at the same table. How can you not let a group of adolescent boys get excited?

Yan Zhao tutted and left his seat and walked out of the classroom. The direction should be to the bathroom.

Jiang Rui didn't change his face and put his schoolbag on the table by the window.

Zhang Jiajia glared at the booing person, patted her chest and leaned over, "Scare me to death, Manman, you are so brave, you dare to talk to him."

"If you don't tell him what you can do, you can't sit in the hallway in class." Jiang Rui joked.

Zhang Jiajia shook her head, "I would rather have class in the corridor. It's about to ring the bell, I'll go back first, and I'll look for you after class."

Jiang Rui nodded and took out Chinese and English books from his schoolbag.

Yan Zhao waited until he hit the bell before returning to the classroom. He seemed to wash his face, with drops of water still hanging on his face, and the chest of his school uniform was wet. He didn't even look at Jiang Rui, he just threw a book out of his schoolbag and leaned on it again.

It was not the first time Jiang Rui was a student, but both of them were students. She met him for the first time, or in other words, the first time I saw him in his teenage years.

She looked very tall and very big, she also had the posture of an adult, and she was full of fierceness, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt still tender, as if she was still in the second stage.

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Jiang Rui: Yo~little brother.

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