Seeing that the seat next to her was empty, Ning Chen sat directly over.
For a moment, everyone else looked at Ning Chen. Some people muttered secretly, as if they were watching a good show. Many people were scared away before.
However, to their surprise, Jiang Yun and Ning Chen looked at each other and nodded to Ning Chen, as if they recognized him as their deskmate.
"this......"
"No way?"
A group of boys had dull expressions and were filled with jealousy.
Being at the same table as a goddess, even if nothing happens, it is a kind of happiness to be able to sit next to the goddess.
Why, why can he?
"Hey." A tall boy with a shaved head and a fierce look on his face stood up and shouted to Ning Chen: "Change your position."
"Why?" Ning Chen looked at the other party.
The short-haired boy narrowed his eyes and cast a gloomy gaze on Ning Chen. The threat was very strong, and jealousy made him look beyond recognition.
Jiang Yun looked calm and had no intention of intervening, because it was not necessary and she knew Ning Chen's strength.
The short-haired boy was about to have a fit when a tower-like person stood in front of him.
It was Han Zhong.
"You want to find trouble, don't you?" Han Zhong is about 1.9 meters tall, with a strong build, like a calf, and very oppressive.
"I..." The boy looked at Ning Chen, then at Han Zhong, weighed it in his mind, and finally snorted in displeasure and turned around to go back.
Jiang Yun turned her head and looked at Ning Chen.
Hey, Goddess, when will you change your habit of "cherishing words like gold"? It is a test of people's ability to comprehend... Ning Chen complained in his heart, understood the meaning, and replied: "This is my roommate
Han Zhong. By the way, I live in 508, how about you?"
Jiang Yun said: "602."
Her voice was not loud, but this was a warrior class, and they were all warriors, with sharp ears and eyes, so many people heard her.
For a moment, everyone exploded.
"It turns out that the goddess lives in 602, just above us."
"Hey, I finally know the goddess's dormitory. Thank you to the school for not separating the dormitories for boys and girls..."
Since the first-grade warrior dormitory is luxurious enough, with two bedrooms and two living rooms, the privacy is good enough, and the living room, kitchen, and bathroom are fully equipped. It is not like a dormitory, but more like a high-end commercial building, so there is no need to separate male and female dormitories.
Doesn't affect.
"its not right."
Suddenly, a boy reacted: "The goddess actually told him her dormitory number, why should he?"
For a moment, everyone reacted.
Yes, the goddess not only asked him to sit next to her, but also told him her dormitory number, wuwu, no, I don't agree with this.
Dozens of envious and jealous looks came towards him. Ning Chen secretly sighed that "beauties are a disaster", but he did not intend to change seats. He even pulled Han Zhong and asked him to sit down next to him.
Although he felt that there was something wrong with this guy, Ning Chen decided to try to understand him because he had helped him out just now... Well, who hasn't chosen a special hobby?
By the way, is he attacking or receiving?
Seeing how neat his room is, I guess it's because of it, so that's fine...
After a while, more students arrived one after another.
Many of them were in different classes before, and they were relatively unfamiliar with each other. Although Ning Chen was number one in military training, he was not a beauty, and not many people knew him. It was also because of this, otherwise the short-haired boy might not have dared to play tricks with him.
Of course, this is also related to Ning Chen being too low-key.
He was very low-key before in Class 6. Not to mention his classmates, Wang Xiaogang and others in the same dormitory didn't know that he was a warrior. Later, when he entered Xishan, he acted alone and did not form a team with the people in the class. Many people only heard about him.
Name, don't know the person.
Among the students, there were some relatively famous ones. Ning Chen noticed that besides the goddess Jiang Yun, there were two men and one woman.
A boy named Fu Hai ranked third in military training. He was about 1.8 meters tall and good-looking, but he looked mature and dignified even though he was not very old.
Fu Hai is very popular, many people know him, and men and women greet him with a smile.
The other boy is called Chen Zhao. He is 1.75 meters tall, has dark skin and bright eyes, and his whole person exudes a sharp aura.
He was fourth in military training. When he arrived, he first glanced at Jiang Yun, and then looked at Fu Hai with undisguised provocation in his eyes, like an aggressive lion.
There is another girl named Liu Wenwen. She is tall and beautiful, but she has a different temperament from Jiang Yun. Jiang Yun is a cold goddess, but Liu Wenwen is heroic.
Seeing her, Ning Chen thought of Li Qin.
But they were different. Ning Chen saw similar looks in them, but Li Qin was the gentle eldest sister, while Liu Wenwen was more flamboyant and the eldest sister.
As soon as she entered the classroom, Liu Wenwen looked at Jiang Yun with an unconvinced look in her eyes.
Beauties and beauties are mortal enemies. Jiang Yun was so good that Liu Wenwen felt a huge threat and desperately wanted to compete with Jiang Yun. It was best to overpower her.
It's a pity that the expression of the cold goddess did not change at all, her eyes passed smoothly, as if Liu Wenwen was just a ball of air.
I was ignored.
Liu Wenwen was annoyed, but Jiang Yun didn't react at all, which made her feel as if she had been punched on cotton, so she could only snort in annoyance.
Tsk tsk, none of these are fuel-efficient lamps.
Ning Chen secretly lamented that a warrior class with only a few dozen people made him feel like he was in a legendary river and lake, with turbulent waves and hidden murderous intentions.
"Hey, Liu Wenwen is provoking you?" Ning Chen touched Jiang Yun with his elbow and said deliberately.
Jiang Yun frowned. If it were anyone else, she would have been lying on the ground at this moment. She gave Ning Chen a cold look and said, "It doesn't matter."
Ning Chen's eyes lit up: "It really doesn't matter, then I..."
"You can try." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yun's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, with a dangerous light flashing in her eyes.
"Haha, I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously." Ning Chen sneered and sat up straight.
Ning Chen was not the only one watching the play, other students were also watching the play.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Fu Hai, Chen Zhao, Jiang Yun, and Liu Wenwen, and they gathered together to whisper.
The short-haired boy clicked his tongue twice, glanced unhappily at Ning Chen who was sitting next to Jiang Yun, and muttered: "Jiang Yun, Liu Wenwen, Fu Hai, Chen Zhao, they are all the proud ones among our freshmen.
By the way, there is Ning Chen, he is number one in military training, why hasn’t he come yet?”
"Already here." The corner of the student's mouth twitched and he nodded towards Ning Chen's position, "Hey, the one sitting next to Jiang Yun is Ning Chen."
"Ah?" The short-haired boy's face changed drastically, and he shouted in astonishment: "He...he is Ning Chen, is it true or not?"
The student next to him said helplessly: "I was in Class 6 before, and I was in the same class as him."
The face of the short-haired boy suddenly changed, which was very exciting. He wanted to teach him a lesson just now, but he was the best in military training and could even kill a three-eyed demon wolf that was close to the second level. If he really fought with him, he would only be the one who would be taught a lesson.
Bar?
For a moment, other students also looked at Ning Chen.
Fu Hai, Chen Zhao, and Liu Wenwen also looked over. While they were curious about Ning Chen, who was number one in military training, they were also a little unconvinced.
We are all freshmen, who doesn’t want to be number one?
Ning Chen touched his nose. It seemed that not only beauty was a disaster, but also that this person was too famous. It would easily make people jealous.