The Real Young Miss's Secret Identities Revealed Chapter 37
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In Yangming, Jiang Li had dark circles under her eyes. She skillfully threw her bag over the wall, supported herself with both hands, and climbed over the wall.
She swaggered into the classroom from the main door, kicked the chair aside, and secretly made sure that Ban Yue was safe. After that, she smashed her head on the desk and fell into a deep sleep.
Li Guoxiang was already immune to her being late six times in three days.
A dead mouse would feel no cold. No matter what he said, he was like a breeze to Jiang Li, and he was too lazy to waste his breath!
"Don't be like some of your classmates, drowsy and groggy. You are students, so you should study!"
The teacher was talking about simple math problems, but Fu Jiuxiao was still lingering in Jiang Li's mind...
Seeing his last night made her lose sleep!
"Ring, ring, ring." The end of class bell woke her up from her dream. Jiang Li, who was sitting up lazily, looked at Su Tongtong who was leaning over.
Su Tongotng covered her face with her textbook, pointed to the door, and said, "Look, Fox's little fan is here again!"
"Are you looking for trouble?"
Following the discussion, Jiang Li saw Hu Miao walking in with her drawing book in his arms, feeling a little embarrassed.
After yesterday's sarcasm and farce, Jiang Man naturally knew to restrain herself. She thought that Hu Miao was here to learn painting from her, so she deliberately raised her voice and said, "Actually, you don't have any talent in painting. If you want to ask for my opinion, it's best to go back and practice by yourself for a few more years."
"When your paintings don't have my style at all, then come again..."
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Jiang Man said arrogantly, but after a long while, she did not hear Hu Miao's answer. She finally shifted her gaze back from the window and found that Hu Miao was actually standing in front of Jiang Li. Jiang Li put her hand on the back of the chair and looked at her with interest, saying, "Since when did our class have a parrot?"
"She likes to talk so much."
Jiang Li's words made the simple-minded male students laugh. Apparently, they had all heard about what happened at the art exhibition yesterday.
"You..."
B*tch! Jiang Man wanted to tear that sharp-tongued mouth of hers into pieces, but due to her status as the school beauty, she could only put on a pitiful look.
"I also hope that Hu Miao will get better..." Jiang Man's aggrieved look instantly captured the brainless boys, and they began to comfort him with all sorts of words.
Hu Miao, on the other hand, looked as if the drama had nothing to do with her. She asked Jiang Li, "Can you be my teacher?"
"Me?" Jiang Li was also a little curious and pointed at herself.
Hu Miao nodded heavily. "I want to learn from you. If you need tuition fees, I can also..."
"Don't. Mentioning money hurts feelings. It's too vulgar."
Jiang Li saw that she was seriously rummaging through her wallet and was about to take out two pink banknotes. She quickly stopped Hu Miao.
She really did not care about this little bit of money.
"You can see my shortcomings and problems at a glance. You must be very good. I want to learn from you to get rid of Fox's shadow."
This sentence was clearly to draw a clear line with Jiang Man.
The only thing that was missing was the words 'misjudge my idol' and 'stop being her fan and step on her' written on Hu Miao's face.
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Jiang Li was a little hesitant, but Su Tongtong directly held Hu Miao's hand enthusiastically. "You also think that Jiang Li is very outstanding, right? Welcome to Jiang Li's fan club. You're the second fan, and I'm the first fan. Let's take care of each other in the future!"
"This..." Hu Miao looked at Su Tongtong shaking her hand and was a little flustered.
Jiang Li facepalmed. She really could not do anything about Su Tongtong's personality.
Since things had come to this, she could only acknowledge identity as Hu Miao's Master. "Alright, if you have anything you don't understand in the future, you can come and ask me."
"Pfft, a person who is barely capable can still be her teacher? Our Manman is the one who's the expert!"
"That's right, Manman, have you seen it? There are so many posts about you on the Internet!"
Jiang Man's little sidekick obviously did it on purpose and gave immediately gave Jiang Man the phone.
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