Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Lin Rui and Yu Yan entangled for a while about the attribution of the honorary title of 'Friends of Women', but lost.

After calming down the anger in his heart for a while, he sat on the seat in front of Jiang Lin and said seriously, "I'm serious."

"En." Jiang Lin nodded.

"Would you like to weave a scarf for the little mute? Winter is coming and it's very cold. I heard someone say that the little mute seems to have come out of an orphanage, and what he needs most is the warmth of winter, don't you think? "

"Just imagine, even though it will feel cold to see you in winter, when you give away the ugly scarf you knitted, the little mute will definitely be moved by it."

Jiang Lin: "..." It was his fault to have any expectations of Lin Rui.

And, while most of it is bullshit, what the hell is that 'little dumb looks like he came out of an orphanage'?

"What orphanage?" He frowned.

Yu Yan is the class monitor, he knows this very well, and said in a low voice: "No father and no mother, I heard that he was brought up by the director of the orphanage."

Hearing this, Jiang Lin was a little taken aback.

real or fake?

If these words came from Lin Rui, Jiang Lin would not believe them too much, but if Yu Yan said them, the accuracy rate is [-]%.

He looked at the little man who was moving the seat silently, and felt uncomfortable for some reason.

Standing up in Yu Yan's surprised voice, Jiang Lin walked over without thinking, easily lifted the heavy table in Song Le's hands, and moved to her new position.

Song Le was moving slowly like a snail step by step, and felt that his hands were empty.

The table was taken.

She looked up at the unnatural Jiang Lin in surprise. Although her face was still expressionless, it seemed that she was not so overbearing.

Jiang Lin closed the eyes of the little mute, and after seeing the confusion and gratitude in it, he was unconsciously nervous, tilted his head, and looked away: "Is there anything else to move?"

His voice is cold, like the gurgling of spring water in the mountains.

Song Le quickly shook his head, turned around and ran to the back of the classroom to pick up the remaining schoolbags and dictionaries, and then ran back to sit down.

When she sat in, Jiang Lin had already moved the table over to make it flush with hers. A slender and tall man was sitting on the left, the wall was on the right, and the front and back were tables. Song Le: ... Hmmm.

This feeling of being circled is so strange.

She leaned against the wall as hard as she could, and silently lowered her head to read a book.

The evening self-study gradually quieted down. I just finished the exam. As a relaxation, I have no homework tonight, so I can turn off all the lights, leaving only the light of the multimedia projector in the classroom to watch movies.

Teacher Lin chose a Thai movie called "A Little Thing of First Love".

As an open-minded and upright teacher, of course she didn't want to encourage all students to fall in love.

Standing on the podium, with more than 40 pairs of expectant eyes, Teacher Lin coughed and reminded: "Students, please don't be misled by the name of this movie."

"The main purpose of showing you this movie is to tell you. I know that at your age, apart from studying, you must have a time when you are young. However, love at this time should be pure, simple, and want each other. Try to get better, you know?"

Qi Shushu excitedly "got it".

Mr. Lin didn't know if these guys listened to it, but it was funny and he clicked play.

Jiang Lin didn't pay attention to the movie, he was patient in his heart without expression.

Well, how can the little mute be so small, a small ball, so cute.

Writing is also so cute, how can you be so obedient, I can't control my hands... I want to pet my head.