Back When My Wife Was a Teenager

After this change, Jiang Wan didn't have the mood to practice basic skills anymore, and would go down the roof after changing his shoes.

Beihuai did not move.

"Aren't you going to class in the afternoon?" Jiang Wan couldn't hold back, and asked back.

It's almost time to leave class now.

"New classmate, are you a bit wide-minded?" Bei Huai squinted his eyes and lifted his chin slightly. His eyes were cold and turbulent, and his expressionless face became more and more indifferent.

Seeing the girl's obviously stunned expression, she suddenly felt a little dull.

Sure enough, it's the same again.

Everyone who knew her felt that she was capricious.

Sometimes the conversation was okay one second before, but then the next second you just turned your face and didn't recognize the person.

It is precisely because of her strange character that almost no one wants to really approach her and understand her.

After all, people are creatures that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Who would be willing to come in contact with someone who might hurt him at any time?

Even the little brothers knew her only on the surface.

Although Cen Jin defined her behavior as hypocritical, mocking her for welding her territory to the core, and expecting someone to break it open.

But she still enjoys it.

Look, this man in front of you. Soon, she will gradually alienate her because of her indifference.

Bei Huai thought so, his eyes became more and more condensed.

But why...

Obviously the result was guessed a long time ago, why is it so upset in my heart.

"Jiang night."

Beihuai: "??? What?"

"Jiang Wan, my name is taken from the verse [Shen Shen Lv Jiang Wan]" Jiang Wan looked at Bei Huai earnestly, saying word by word, with a solemn tone.

Beihuai: "..." What poem came from? Never heard of it.

She didn't know what to say for a moment, and the response of the other party was completely beyond her expectation.

"Why are you talking about this?" She touched her hair uncomfortably, a little hard, touching the gangster, and then she put down her hand in angrily.

Some time ago, his mind was short-circuited. In order to be angry with Manzhu, he specially dyed the hair color of Killing Matt. As a result, the hair quality was ruined, and Cen Jin laughed wildly for a long time.

But the first task is still done. As long as she thinks of Yun Manzhu's ugly face when she first saw her hairstyle, she feels comfortable.

"You always call me a new classmate, I'm afraid you don't know my name." Jiang Wan smiled slightly, his eyes soft and unreasonable.

It seemed that he didn't care about Beihuai's indifference just now.

I have never seen a girl with such a good temper. Bei Huai paused for a moment before waving his hand to signal that he knew.

Jiang Wan nodded, and then left contentedly, but after not taking a few steps, he turned around and said: "Next time you meet, don't call me a new classmate, just call my name."

"Trouble." Bei Huai waved impatiently.

After the girl's figure disappeared completely, the impatient look on her face was instantly annihilated.

"Jiang Wan..." she whispered, and the corners of her mouth slightly twitched inadvertently.

How could I not know the name? Obviously I knew it the first time we met.

— "You are the transfer student named Jiang Wan, right..."

The dean's words echoed in her mind, and she knew for the first time that her memory could be so good.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

"Sister Huai, Lan Yuan is partying, Chengzi are all here, are they here?" It was from her next younger brother, who is rich in the family, is a rich second-generation, and is keen on partying and the like.

"No." Bei Huai refused without hesitation.

"It's not Sister Huai, what are you doing this afternoon, Tong Baifeng told me that she also asked you, but you didn't go."

She thought for a while and uttered two words: "Class."

Brother: "Huh???"

"Hang up, the class bell is going to ring."

"No..." The little brother hadn't spoken yet, and there was a beeping sound on the other end of the phone.

"Why, can sister Huai come or not? Speak." The person on the side asked.

The little brother held the phone, he stopped talking, he wondered if he had just heard hallucinations.

At the urging of everyone, he stammered and said: "Sister Huai is not coming, she said she wants... to go to class."

Everyone: "???"

——

When Jiang Wan got off the rooftop, he went to change his clothes first. As soon as he walked out of the toilet, he ran into the same table head on.

"Jiang Wan, you can still dance, so amazing." Mi Shuyun saw the girl carrying the practice clothes and dancing shoes in the bag at a glance.

After more than a day of getting along, the two have begun to get acquainted. Mi Shuyun would take the initiative to greet Jiang Wan.

"It's okay, just hobbies, practice." Jiang Wan smiled.

"It's great, I don't know anything." Mi Shuyun's eyes were a little admiring and a little lonely.

She seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly said: "I remember the teacher in the class sent a document, it seems to be about the registration of the welcome party, you can think about it if you are interested."

After Jiang Wan thanked the reminder at the same table, the two separated.

When she returned to the classroom, she saw Beihuai already sitting in her seat.

Compared to other people, her response can be said to be a clear stream.

Some accidents and some joy.

She wanted to say hello, but seeing that the other person was typing with her head down, she didn't bother.

Sitting in her seat, she took out her mobile phone and opened the class. Yesterday, Mi Shuyun pulled her into the class.

Looking through the documents, there is indeed an application form, but there are only a handful of applicants for the sixth class.

She took a look at the detailed introduction about the party and found it a little bit of interest. Besides, she could openly let the teacher arrange the dance practice venue without the trouble of shutting down.

Feeling that there is no problem, Jiang Wan also signed up.

After exiting the form, she accidentally clicked into the group member with her hand slippery. She glanced casually, and stopped when she was about to exit.

Turn back again and take a closer look at the group members, from the top to the next nicely.

Strange... how come there is no Beihuai.

Everyone in the class has a name, and there is no Beihuai alone.

Excluding the teacher, it was clearly a group of 58 people, but Beihuai was excluded, and even the teacher had no objections.

Jiang Wan buckled the phone, feeling bored and uncomfortable.

Without giving her a chance to think too much, the class bell rang.

Mi Shuyun hurried in, just about to say something to Jiang Wan, from the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of Beihuai. His face changed, he immediately shut up, and sat down in his seat honestly, not daring to say a word.

This class is English, Jiang Wan turned around and asked in a low voice: "Do you have a book?"

Bei Huai glanced at her, but made a dispensable "um".

There were indeed, but I didn't know where it was thrown. Now her entire desk is empty and there is no book.

Oh no, there is also a math paper, the one for the opening exam. She remembered that after sending it down, she directly gave it to Jiang Wan.

However, compared with the blank paper she handed in, the paper she sent back was full of handwriting.

Even so, she just glanced at it, and then stuffed it back into the table with a blank face.

She laughed, what if it was full, she couldn't understand it at all.

She was meowing, regretting it, she shouldn't have come to class.

There is no book again, it seems very silly to come and go, forget it, let's go to sleep.

She just wanted to get down when the little girl at the front table had already handed over an English book.

"If you know you don't, use mine. I'll talk to the same table, and I will use one with her."

The girl's voice was very soft and soft, like clouds and feathers, falling on the tip of Beihuai's heart, itchy and crisp.

She took the English book with a sullen face, and she was ready now, and she couldn't even sleep.

The book is very new. She knew that this was newly led by Jiang Wan, but the book already contains preview content.

The girl's handwriting is very clear and juicy, which is pleasing to the eye when she looks at it, which is completely different from her crazy cursive script.

But obviously, even if there is a book, it is useless. Amidst the hypnotism of the English teacher, she managed to fall asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, and I feel dizzy.

She didn't wake up until her arm was pushed with little force.

Beihuai was very angry when she got up. She raised her head irritably, and was about to curse, but the girl's eyes were gentle and clear.

For a moment, she felt as if she was immersed in a hot spring.

Unspeakable comfort and relaxation all over.

"You...what are you doing?" The **** turned around again.

"So hypnotized, you slept for a class." Jiang Wan looked at her amused, and there was no blaming in her tone.

Bei Huai straightened up and stretched, thinking that coming to class is also a good choice, at least sleeping soundly.

"I woke up and withdrew." She twisted her neck a few times and stood up to go.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Wan hurriedly stopped.

Feelings come to class for a good night's sleep.

"what?"

"I didn't see you in the class just now, do you want to join in?"

"No." Bei Huai refused directly without even thinking about it.

She knew that this class didn't welcome her, and even hated her, but she didn't feel much about this class.

"Then I will add you to WeChat. In case there is any important news, I can tell you." Jiang Wan pretended to be casual, but he was nervous to death.

This is the first time she has so proactively asked for the contact information of others.

Bei Huai looked at her for a few seconds, didn't know if he saw something, and didn't speak. Jiang Wan was a little uncomfortable being stared at, and was about to let it go.

I saw the girl directly take a pen and write a series of numbers on her paper.

"My phone and Wechat are also the same." Beihuai closed it up handsomely, said coolly, and then turned and left.

Looking at the girl's back, Jiang Wan wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Who did you learn this kind of second wind?

After she copied the phone carefully, she turned around.

Mi Shuyun looked at her for a long time, and then whispered: "Jiang Wan, you...are you not afraid of her?"

In her opinion, Jiang Wan's behavior is simply that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he dares to directly ask Beihuai's WeChat, but it seems that the two seem to know each other. If it changed someone else, Beihuai would not be so easy to talk.

She had heard people say before that when Bei Huai was just in high school, no one knew how terrible she was. Seeing that she was beautiful, a boy in the back asked for WeChat, only to get a nosebleed directly from Beihuai's book.

Since then, no boys have dared to go up and betray themselves.

"Why should I be afraid of her?" Hearing this question, Jiang Wan was more confused than her.

"She... She has smashed the teacher, beat her classmates, and mixed up with a group of bad students. Who can be a good person?"

"But... what does that have to do with me?" Jiang Wan said slowly.

The smile she showed was still so beautiful, but what she said overturned Mi Shuyun's understanding of her.

"No matter what she has done before, at least in my eyes, she is a good person."

Double standard is the essence of human beings. She doesn't care about other people's words, she only cares about what she sees.

Clear it.

Beihuai was sitting in front of the bar, tapping his mobile phone one after another, clicking on WeChat from time to time, and then quitting again.

"No, I skipped class to accompany you out to drink, you just stare at the phone, can't you see me as a living person?"

Cen Jin took a sip of a cocktail and expressed dissatisfaction with Beihuai's attitude.

She has a tall figure, a well-defined face, and a high-class face. She is also a well-dressed imperial sister Fan. Even if he makes an indecent gesture like rolling his eyes, he is still beautiful.

"You said... If a girl asks you to ask for WeChat, but she doesn't add you, what does that mean?" Ignoring Cen Jin's complaint, Bei Huai asked with a serious face while ignoring Cen Jin's complaint.

"Puff." Cen Jin couldn't help but smiled.

"That's why you ignored me?" She tweeted: "Which beauty is it that makes sister Huai never forget it. It's not simple, it's not simple."

Bei Huaibai glanced at her: "Seriously."

Seeing that Bei Huai was not joking, Cen Jin also narrowed his smile, really carefully analyzing it.

"One, the big adventure is lost."

"This is definitely not." Bei Huai didn't want to say it directly.

Cen Jin glanced at her and continued: "Second, help others ask for it."

"Absolutely impossible."

"Three, want to get caught."

This time Bei Huai didn't speak anymore, she curled her eyebrows in contemplation, as if thinking about a major problem of the century.

"But she doesn't make sense to do this."

"You don't understand, right? This kind of effect is what you want. Look, don't you think about her now?" Cen Jin said with an expression of "I am the most experienced, trust me".

"Really?" Bei Huai didn't believe it.

"Absolutely." Cen Jin made a vow.

"So, who is that girl? Do I know?"

Bei Huai glanced at her and spit out a word coldly.

"roll."

Cen Jin: "..." I don't treat her as a human being when I use it up.

OK, this is very Beihuai.

Senior two (6) class.

Jiang Wan, who was muttered, sneezed several times, and looked over at the table with concern: "What's wrong with you, have you caught a cold?"

She blew her nose with a piece of paper and murmured.

"Have a cold? Shouldn't it."