After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 166 Arranging Seats
Li Weizhao babbled on the podium for a while, and then said: "Next, everyone take their belongings and line up in the corridor outside. I will arrange the seats."

The students at the bottom dropped their jaws in shock. Shouldn't everyone just sit in this seat at the beginning of school?The head teacher actually wants to assign a seat!

While packing their schoolbags, the students got together and discussed with the people around them.

Shen Wenyu also cursed a few words.

Ye Wanwan took the schoolbag out of the drawer, and held it in her arms.

In the past, Boss Lu was the one who carried her schoolbag.

Ye Wanwan lowered her eyes, trying to control herself not to think about it.

Lu Qingjue sat in his seat without moving, propped his head lazily and looked at the group of high school students in the classroom.

He had never experienced high school life in his previous life, but he wanted to try it in this life.

That's why he decided to come to school today.

Of course, there is another important reason.

Lu Qingjue turned to look at Ye Wanwan's slender back.

He doesn't seem to care about that girl as much as he imagined.

After Lu Qingjue followed Su Lan home that night, he moved out of the original owner's room that night.

Because the room is full of memories of "him" and Ye Wanwan.

There are photos of the two of them in the amusement park on the wall, such bright smiles are so beautiful.

"He" smiled so happily because of that girl named Ye Wanwan.

Lu Qingjue admitted that he was jealous.

It is obviously the same person, why can "he" be so happy, but I have nothing?

This fate is really unfair.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he never believed in fate.

Shen Wenyu originally wanted to wait for Ye Wanwan to go out together, but a certain woman was too late, and his seat was next to the aisle, if he stood still, it might cause the classroom to be crowded.

In the end, Shen Wenyu had no choice but to go out by himself.

There was a reason why Ye Wanwan didn't move.

The aisles in the classroom are narrow, and it is easy to make physical contact when walking.

It's a hot day now, and everyone sweats more or less on their bodies. When they think of rubbing their arms against other people's sweaty arms...

Ye Wanwan felt a little sick.

She probably got cleanliness from Mr. Lu.

Ye Wanwan didn't stand up until the people had almost finished walking, and pulled out the chair.

She turned to go out the back door.

As soon as he turned his body sideways, he saw Lu Qingjue who was still sitting there.

It turned out that he didn't leave either.

Ye Wanwan froze for a moment, while Lu Qingjue looked at her with pursed lips.

Finally, the two came out of the classroom together.

The blazing light beams outside the building obliquely hit the metal handrail above the corridor railing, gathering bright white spots on it.

The students gathered together in groups and whispered, talking about how the head teacher would arrange seats, whether he could sit with people he knew, whether he could get a satisfactory seat...

Ye Wanwan quietly hugged her schoolbag, leaning her head against the wall, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, letting go of her thoughts in a daze.

The occasional breeze blows the broken hair on her forehead, which makes people feel very beautiful.

Lu Qingjue glanced at the girl, then took a step back and leaned against the railing, with downcast eyes wondering what he was thinking.

The fourth class was changed to a liberal arts class, and Tian Mengmeng and Yang Yu were still in the original class.

Although the teaching building has been changed, the classrooms of Class [-] and Class [-] are still on the same floor.

Tian Mengmeng came up from the entrance of the corridor and saw Ye Wanwan and Lu Shen in the crowd at a glance.

She ran over happily, dancing and waving while shouting loudly.

"Late night!"

It was still the familiar roar of the Hedong lion.

Ye Wanwan heard the voice, and looked back towards the source of the voice.

(End of this chapter)