There was a thin layer of mist under Yang Zi's eyebrows.
Lan Zhiqing saw this situation outside the door and left in frustration.
"What? She's not coming?" Murong Yan's almond-shaped eyes stood upright and her pupils shrank, "How dare you show off in front of me?"
"Yes, she still looks down on you. What do you mean by saying that you are nothing? She also said that Min Gang will not like you at all, but will only like her, and let you die." Lan Zhiqing saw Murong Yan angry.
, I felt secretly happy, so I added fuel to the fire.
After hearing this, Murong Yan's beautiful oval face was slightly distorted.
"Then let me see who is going to die!" Murong Yan gritted her teeth angrily and returned to the classroom.
Min Gang was sitting by the window, lowering his head while doing homework. His soft hair hung neatly on his handsome forehead, his thick eyelashes were slightly drooped, his temperament was elegant, and his face was sunny.
Seeing his profile, Murong Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she thought of seeing him accompanying Yang Zimei at the school gate in the morning with a low eyebrow and a faint smile. Jealousy was like a poisonous snake, constantly biting her heart.
All along, she thought that he belonged to her, and no one else was worthy of being by his side except her!
However, he has always been indifferent to her, just like any other classmates, keeping a certain distance and rejecting her various invitations to put down her figure.
This made her want him even more!
And I also think that he will accept her sooner or later, it's just a matter of time.
Unexpectedly, Yang Zimei appeared halfway and disrupted her plan.
The color of her eyes changed for a moment, and then she calmed down the anger and resentment in her heart. She walked to Min Gang's desk and knocked on his desk gently. Her face showed her signature look that boys called angelic.
smile.
Min Gang raised his head slightly, glanced at her, then lowered his head and continued to solve the problem.
Seeing him ignoring her so much, Murong Yan's heart almost sank to the bottom!
She suppressed her displeasure and still smiled sweetly, "Ming Gang, the school's art party will be held soon. I want to discuss with you the situation of our class's program. Are you free?"
Min Gang didn't even raise his head, and said calmly: "You, the deputy squad leader and entertainment committee member, are always in charge of the art evening. There is no need to discuss it with me. I believe you can run it well."
"But this is the last literary evening in our junior high school career. I want to do it best, to achieve an unprecedented level in our school, to amaze the whole school, and to bring glory to our Class 3 (1). You are the class monitor, and you also have the responsibility to make plans."
Come take part, and I also plan to leave a role for you." Murong Yan said, enduring the pain of being ignored by him.
"Now that we are in the third year of junior high school, we have to face the pressure of the high school entrance examination. The most important task is study, not cultural activities. I personally feel that there is no need to have such a big pomp, and everyone can sing together." Min Gang said.
Murong Yan's lips twitched slightly.
Group singing?
Every year at the art gala, it's when she, Murong Yan, shines, so why can she only sing in groups?
"Ming Gang, your studies are so good and you have no problem taking the public exam. Why don't you participate in the art show to leave a good memory for your third year of junior high school? What's more, I really want to perform on the same stage with you.
You play the prince and I play the princess..." Murong Yan said in a coquettish tone with a hint of pleading.
"I'm sorry, I don't like to perform on stage. Please find someone else to play the role. I will do the logistics for you backstage." Min Gang said calmly.
Seeing his refusal, Murong Yan was helpless. She really couldn't think of any words to persuade her anymore, so she could only return to her seat in frustration, her resentment towards Yang Zimei deepening.