After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Hearing this, Jiang Yining looked at Tang Li and Fu Si who were sitting together.

Different from the mood just now watching the play, now she looks at how Fu Si gets close to Tang Li, feeling as uncomfortable as a needle sticks in her heart.

In particular, she found that Secretary Fu was not bad looking.

Compared with the school girl who was touted as feminine and feminine on the forum, Fu Si is a handsome sunny guy. Because of his fair skin and dyed yellow hair, not only did he not make him look rustic, but he looked very much like those anime male protagonists. They were busy criticizing Fu Si's gangster behavior, and no one cared about what he looked like.

When Fu Si went to school, he obviously concealed his family situation.

In addition, in everyone's subconscious, children from rich families should not come to Yeji University.

Otherwise, Jiang Yining believed that Fu Si would have been surrounded by girls for a long time.

So when choosing a seat, she chose the row in front of Tang Li and the others.

Seeing Jiang Yining, Yu Sui's expression instantly became ugly.

Tang Li heard the chair in front of her being turned down and looked up. Jiang Yining had already taken her seat, and was putting her bag on her back. When she met Tang Li's gaze, she was stunned for a moment, and then she pursed her lips and smiled: "I didn't just now. Attention, it turned out to be Ali and you."

Said, Jiang Yining looked beside Tang Li, as if he had just discovered the existence of Fu Si: "Ali, is this your friend?"

Tang Li was not going to answer.

Because I was too lazy to try to figure out Jiang Yining's snack machine.

Fu Si looked at Jiang Yining and poked Tang Li's arm: "Your classmate?"

Before Tang Li could answer, Jiang Yining had already introduced herself. She stretched out her slender hand towards Fu Si: "I'm Ali's former roommate, Jiang Yining, Yiren's Yi, Ning Ning."

Tang Li: "..."

Fu Si glanced at the hand, but did not shake it.

Jiang Yining didn't feel embarrassed. He looked at the textbook on the table and quickly guessed something: "Are you teaching linear algebra?"

Intimate tone, as if and Tang Li are good friends.

Tang Li ignored her directly, and helped Fu Si draw out the key points of the chapter: "After reading this, do the exercises I circled."

Seeing Fu Sizhen obediently lowering his head and reading the book, but not seeing the "fierce" rumored outside, Jiang Yining's heart turned back and forth, not knowing whether to envy or jealous of Tang Li's luck.

Also incomprehensible.

Tang Li's personality is gloomy and eccentric, how could Fu Si want to pay attention to her?

Jiang Yining got up and went to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the washstand, she sent a text message to Yuan Jin euphemistically to inquire about Fu Si.

Knowing that Fu Si had failed the exams in more than a dozen courses, Jiang Yining immediately sorted out the reasons and consequences, and then went back to the classroom to see Fu Si staring at an exercise problem scratching his ears and cheeks, but Tang Li was only looking at herself reading, she did not sit back to her seat, Instead, he bent down and stood beside Fu Si and pointed somewhere: "There should be a formula here."

While speaking, she raised her hand and brushed the hair around her ear.

There is a faint fragrance on the girl.

Fu Si felt that the smell was unpleasant, and subconsciously avoided Tang Li's side. He didn't want to listen to Jiang Yining's explanation, so he just explained it casually.

"Let me do it again."

As she said that, she went to get the pen in Fu Si's hand: "Actually, this kind of problem is quite simple, you just need to memorize the formula, there are rules to follow in this kind of problem, next time you encounter it again, just draw the gourd as it is. ."

When his arm was touched intentionally or unintentionally, Fu Si was full of impatience.

Because of Tang Li's presence, he was not easy to attack.

Afraid of annoyed Tang Li, Tang Li really stopped helping him with tutoring.