"Wow, that little brother is a bit handsome, he has long legs."


    Wen Xinlan, who was next to me, looked excited and commented to me happily.


    Because the other party received so much applause, I was surprised to find it a little sour. Then I looked down at my legs and couldn''t help but compare it with that Zhiying. I found that it was not much shorter, but unfortunately my height was probably not as good as him.


    After my introduction, the head teacher clapped his hands to keep the noisy classroom quiet.


    "Okay, the new classmates have been introduced. Everyone should get along well with them. Now it''s time to get off school."


    Afterwards, as the head teacher walked out of the classroom, the students also began to get restless.


    But of course, it wasn''t rushing towards the transfer students. After all, many people are very introverted, and they look like a group of people, so no one takes the initiative to attack. Most of them just look at them from the corner of their eyes while packing up their books.


    "Sir Zhiying, your table will be arranged by Smida tomorrow."


    "Um."


    The Korean man whispered to the young master with his excellent Chinese, and the young master nodded with satisfaction.


    Cut, what''s the bad thing?


    I always feel that this person''s aura is so big that I feel it''s unbearable, so I plan to wave to Jasmine to leave this place with her and sympathize with Jasmine to be classmates with such people.


    But when I looked at Jasmine, I noticed the change in her face.


    His eyes were complicated, his expression was confused, and his lips, with soft and clear lines, slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something.


    Jasmine knows that person.


    I immediately came to this conclusion.


    And that young man was too. After the classmates walked out of the classroom one after another, they directly turned their arrogant eyes to Jasmine, as if a collector was looking at the collection.


    "Student Zhu..."


    While Wen Xinlan looked at me with a little shy look and talked, I had already left the window and walked slowly towards the classroom.


    "Marl, long time no see."


    He supported one hand on Jasmine''s table, showing a look that he seemed to be very familiar with her.


    Jasmine lowered her head and started to pack her bag, nodding lukewarmly.


    "Um."


    Zhiying is very patient with this.


    "How many years have we not seen you? It should be 4 years. Since I graduated from elementary school, I have always missed you, as a childhood sweetheart."


    "Um."


    Jasmine still looked like she was not catching a cold.


    Zhiying finally couldn''t help it.


    He reached out to grab Jasmine''s arm, but was blocked by me who cut into the middle just in a good way.


    "People, please don''t touch your feet."