
The new friend Tang Zihua meant was of course Qiao Hongye.
The day after He Jiasi saved the people, she showed her great achievements to Tang Zihua. Of course, those words described Qiao Hongye as a very pitiful person.
"He's..." He Jiasi pouted: "But I would rather sit down with Brother Zihua. Xiaoye came from this school before, so could definitely find a suitable countryman."
Hearing the word "person", Xiao Haiqing shook her hand.
Even Gan Jinchen and Su Chu pursed their lips, feeling like pouring out what they heard.
"Cousin, let's eat something lighter for lunch." whispered Su Chu.
The girl's words were more greasy than the big fish and the big R. If he ate fatty foods again during the day, he would probably spit them out, and he already felt a little nauseous now.
Jing Yunzhao's focus this time was different from the others: Xiaoye...Qiao Hongye was also in this class, so he must have been the one who was summoned, right?
He could not imagine that Qiao Hongye, who had always thought of herself as a princess, would let others call her that, because such a tone might be familiar and familiar to others, but in Qiao Hongye's mind, he might think of his servant first.
Tang Zihua looked at He Jiasi helplessly: "Then you can sit here, but this is not Ningshi, so be serious."
The corner of He Jiasi's mouth twitched: "I know! Then you said whether you will accompany me to Tianxiang Tower during the day!"
Jing Yunzhao took a breath, and when he heard Tianxianglou's words, he couldn't help but think of Li Shaoyun. He guessed that young master already hated him to death, and Du Lin's tone of voice was very strange when he called out to him in the past two days.
Jing Yunzhao was daydreaming, Tang Zihua did not reply, and Jing Yunzhao did not hear clearly either.
Not long after, everyone in the new class had already gotten their seats. To Jing Yunzhao's surprise, Qiao Hongye and Jiang Xia were at the same table, and their seats were right behind He Jiasi.
After the seats were confirmed, confirmed by several class cadres, almost all of the students in this class had once been class cadres, and they were all excited to try.
Jing Yunzhao shrunk his neck, afraid that Master Qi would notice him, and he did not care about this trivial fact.
This Qi Master looked like a gentleman from ancient times.
At first, a student named Qi Dayong was appointed directly as the supervisor. This student looks relatively strong, a little chubby, but not ugly, and seems somewhat responsible. However, the quota for supervisors was limited, so Jing Yunzhao heard someone carefully recount the news that monitor Qi Dayong was the nephew of Master Qi.
After practicing martial arts, his hearing was excellent. As long as you listen carefully to the whispers in class, you can almost hear them clearly. Now he could hear the two male students slandering Master Qi behind his back with envy and hatred.
It turns out that jealousy and gossip are not only limited to students.
"Jing Yunzhao, you will be the representative of the Chinese language class," Master Qi said suddenly.
Jing Yunzhao suddenly lifted his head, pursed his lips, and nodded helplessly.
As expected, I was afraid of what would happen. I heard this old man is very strict in class. As a representative of his class, I think I will be under a lot of pressure in the future.
After all the members of the class were confirmed, Master Qi gave the lecture and the class instantly passed.
Because of the split of the class, the progress of each class is different, so that the morning is only a self-study class, and the teacher can only prepare the lesson again so that all students can follow its development.
"Jing Yunzhao, don't you guys want to eat as well? Why don't you come together? Jiasi had already reserved a seat, which was the Tianxiang Building last time..." After the morning class ended, Jing Yunzhao and the others had yet to stand up, Tang Zihua then became quiet.