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Chapter 21 I believe in my choice

Yao Hongyan thought in her heart that she didn't know whether she liked Lin Zijie at this time, but she naturally didn't dare to answer the direct answer for a question as direct as Lin Zijie. She folded the note and stuffed it into her pocket.

After a while, Lin Zijie saw that she was not moving and thought that he was asking too directly, which embarrassed her.

However, he had the mentality of teasing the little girl, and did not take it seriously. He was too lazy to think too much, and started to listen to the class "seriously".

Although Yang Zihan, who was sitting on the other side of Lin Zijie, was listening carefully at the time, she was a little surprised when the two people passed the notes?

"What are they talking about secretly using notes? Yao Hongyan actually chatted with him so hard? Is there any secret between the two?"

Of course, although she was strange, Yang Zihan did not take every move of the two, and soon stopped paying attention to each other.

The class was over soon. In this class, Lin Zijie did not turn on the system and was patiently listening to the class. Although he couldn't listen, it was finally calm.

After class, he felt anxious for a while and went to the bathroom. A few minutes later, he returned to the classroom. As soon as he entered the classroom door, a voice that made him a villain spread in the classroom.

"Prince Qing, don't touch me. Is your JB itchy? I'll cut it off for you?"

The sound was naturally heard from Yao Hongyan's mouth.

Lin Zijie was speechless when he heard this. He felt that the little girl next door had disappeared last night. This is too fierce! JB itchy, JB itchy, is this what a little girl should say? Reserved!

This is really a little girl that Lin Zijie can't understand, she has a double personality.

The man named Wang Ziqing was scolded by Yao Hongyan in front of the whole class, his face was as embarrassing as if he was pig's liver, and he left the classroom with a gray face.

Next to Yao Hongyan, there was a girl wearing a blue school uniform standing at this time. It was Liu Yan, a student in front of Yao Hongyan’s desk. She usually had a good relationship with Yao Hongyan, just like a sister. At this time, she said: "Hongyan, don’t pay attention to your image at all when you speak, am I speechless?"

"I don't care what its image is. This Wang Ziqing is so annoying. He always treats me with ulterior motives and doesn't scold him..."

Speaking of this, Yao Hongyan suddenly stopped because she had seen Lin Zijie walk in. Suddenly, she sat in her desk position as if she had changed.

Liu Yan noticed Yao Hongyan's actions and was surprised. She turned and looked at Lin Zijie who was walking towards her. She felt suspicious. What's wrong with Hongyan? Why did she become quiet when she saw Lin Zijie?

For a moment, Liu Yan felt thoughtful, but it also made her feel a little incredible.

Lin Zijie walked straight to his desk and sat down. Looking at the sudden quiet Yao Hongyan, he smiled speechlessly. Not long after, the class ringtone rang.

The second lesson, mathematics lesson.

The third physics class! The fourth history class!

Time flies, and it is noon again!

Lin Zijie once again used his strengths, crossed the wall and left school, returned to his aunt's house, wrote in his cousin's room, and uploaded the chapter "The Best Housekeeper".

Because I don’t have a cell phone, I can’t contact Chen Fang. Lin Zijie still doesn’t know when the book “The Legend of Wukong” will be published. Whether the money has been deposited in the “The Legend of Wukong”, and plans to go to the bank to check after school.

Lin Zijie returned to school, and there were still more than ten minutes before the afternoon class. When he returned to the classroom, there were not many people in the classroom.

Sitting in his desk, Lin Zijie looked around and saw Yao Hongyan on the left and not in the classroom. On the right, Yang Zihan was reading a romance novel called "Beautiful President".

For this little iceberg beauty, the relationship between the two has become even more tense since she refused to lend it to her during the last conversation between the American Journey. Of course, the two have never been familiar with each other.

At this time, the ringing suddenly rang, and it was spreading from Yang Zihan's pocket.

Yang Zihan took out her exquisite red cell phone, looked at the number, and pressed the answer button. The sound was as loud as a heavenly sound: "Hey, mom!"

"Well, Zihan, the cover of your book "Dream Autumn" has been designed. I will print one for you later and bring it back to see it!"

"Oh, I understand, by the way, mom, have the "Book of Wukong" been printed as well? I want to bring the school tomorrow and take a closer look!"

"Well, it's almost done. When the book is printed, you and his book will be released in a week. Of course, I have contacted several newspapers about your book and will advertise for you at that time!"

"Advertise? Mom, if that happens, won't everyone know me?"

"Since you have written a book, don't you want others to know? Is this possible? Don't worry! Mom will arrange it for you!"

"oh!"

…………

The phone was hung up and Yang Zihan continued to read, but Lin Zijie was slightly shocked. He had basically heard the conversation between the two of them. What he didn't expect was that he actually posted a book with Yang Zihan? Aunt Chen Fang turned out to be Yang Zihan's mother?

Lin Zijie shook his head, completely speechless.

clang!

In the afternoon class, the students returned to the classroom one by one, and the quiet classroom became noisy. Soon after, the head teacher Liu Qinghe walked into the classroom and announced that two classes in the afternoon, the school held a blue ball game. All students had to go to the blue court to cheer for their class basketball players, and Lin Zijie was no exception.

A large group of students rushed out of the classroom excitedly and headed straight to the basketball court. Lin Zijie hung behind him, standing at the edge of the blue court, watching with interest.

………

Yao Hongyan and Liu Yan hung at the back of all the students, and at this time, the two also came to the basketball court.

"Where are we going to see?" Liu Yan asked looking at the lively basketball court.

Yao Hongyan looked at countless figures on the blue court, and finally focused her eyes on Lin Zijie.

"Go over there! There are few people over there!" Yao Hongyan pointed to Lin Zijie and said

Liu Yanqiu Shui's eyes swept over and saw Lin Zijie. She suddenly smiled and joked: "Over there, huh, where is Lin Zijie?"

"He is there, what does it have to do with me?" Yao Hongyan said nervously.

"Oh, will I just say it casually? Why are you so nervous?" Liu Yan said with a hilarious look.

"Am I nervous? I'm not nervous, okay? How can you tell that I'm nervous?" Yao Hongyan explained hurriedly.

"Ah! Why do you explain so quickly? You are so anxious. Hongyan, to be honest, you won't fall in love with Lin Zijie, right? He has some problems with his head?" As he said that, Liu Yan pointed at his head and gestured.

"No, he has no problem with his head. He is just not in a good mood these days. Look at it, isn't he normal today?"

"Haha...you're justified him. Hongyan, he is not very handsome and his family is poor. Why do you like him? He is not as good as Wang Ziqing. Although he is a little annoying, he is quite handsome and has rich family!"

"I don't know what I like about him? When I feel like I'm having him, it feels strange?" Thinking of the scene last night, Yao Hongyan's heart was still full of warmth and her heart was shaking.

"Do you really fall in love with him?" Liu Yan was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, Yao Hongyan admitted it casually after asking casually, and said helplessly: "Okay! That's your choice, but as your best friend, I'd better say, Lin Zijie is not worthy of you at all, and he can't give you happiness! I believe my vision will not be wrong, otherwise you will regret it in the future!"

"Yeah?"
Chapter completed!
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