Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Yes, it used to be our middle school. I don't know where to transfer."

Regarding the school grass, in fact, Du Jiusheng did not care, but suddenly it was a feeling of uncomfortable feeling to share a title with others.

Moreover, this so-called school grass is also related to the girls he is not concerned about.

Luo Qianmu.

The first name he remembered at this school, at that moment, his mind appeared in the scene that he saw outside the library window.

The girl’s sweet smile smiles at the teenager.

In the autumn, the cool wind blew, and they smiled and looked like a beautiful picture.

Just when he was in meditation, Wang Hua did not forget to repeat: "The Luo Qianmu is now very popular, probably because you are too cold, and you have a rival."

"..."

Du Jiusheng inexplicably feels somewhat speechless, what is the strange vocabulary of the so-called Yan value rival.

People with good sciences are really not very good at liberal arts.

but……

On the way back, Du Jiusheng suddenly thought of one thing on the way back.

The girl I met in the library seemed to be a bit familiar, as if I had seen it before.

And it's not just one side, although it's not an impression, it's a face in the subconscious.

After all, they are classmates.

When Du Jiusheng recalled this, he was delighted to be inexplicably inside.

It seems that there should be no intersection between them, but now there is suddenly a line that can be contacted.

As the saying goes -

If you want to know her, you should have more chances than Luo Qimu.

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The next morning.

Luo Dust came to the school as usual, just entered the classroom, the classmates in the class looked at her with a different look.

She blinked, and there was a faint doubt in her throat.

She subconsciously took a look at her own clothes, she could not be so sleepwalking, just go to school in pajamas!

But she clearly wears the school uniform, the white face is like a snow, but it doesn't have any makeup.

why? Why do you want to look at her with such a strange look.

Mi Feifei naturally dragged her to the position, and whispered in her ear and asked: "You... do you know with Du Jiusheng?"

Luo slammed a bit, a little surprised, and some doubts asked: "Why are you asking?"

Mi Feifei immediately pointed to the book of the two "God of God" on her desktop: "The book that Du Jiusheng just returned to you..."

Luo dusted his eyes and fell directly on the two books, and immediately turned to look at the direction of crossing the nine students.

He was wearing a white shirt, still sitting in the window, with headphones, looking out the window.

His eyebrows look very careless, as if it were the same as before.

In fact, his heart has some strange feelings that cannot be said.

It seems that there is a little tension, and it seems that there is a little expectation.

In fact, although he was plugged in headphones, he did not put music. For the first time, he wanted to hear the voices of the classmates in the class.

Also, she knew the mood when he gave her a return.

As everyone knows, the next second, the dust and the answer at the same table, let him unconsciously raised his brow.

"I don't know." She smiled with a shallow smile on her lips. She shook her head slightly: "It seems like I borrowed books at the library yesterday. I forgot some."

"He...he asked you to borrow books..."