An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

The seat change naturally attracted everyone's attention.

In the morning, everyone in the study room was not present, so they were able to spend half a day in peace. When Sang Ling, Ban Le and Dai Chengjun came back from Qingshan Temple after lunch, more people came and naturally started to chat.

Especially for the young men from Wuling, it was hard for them not to be careful when seeing a sturdy girl sitting behind a group of men.

At first, because Nie Ce was still there, he didn't dare to make those teasing sounds public. When the break came, Nie Hou went to the clean room. The teacher was not there either. There were fights and chases in the room - children of this age are full of energy and can't stop.

After half an afternoon without any communication between Nie Ce and the Sang family's daughter, the teenagers became fearless.

"It was hard to pay attention before, but today I realized that seeing is believing." The young man in green robe said as he looked at Sang Ling.

No matter how focused Sang Ling was, it was difficult to block out the deliberately amplified sound.

"I've never seen such a plump girl in the school. It seems the rumors are true." The discussion did not stop. Someone laughed a few times, and someone else suddenly said, "Did you listen to Cao Wulang's words before the New Year?"

"I know, I know. You're talking about proposing marriage."

The memory of the Cao family mother and son coming to discuss marriage still lingers in Sang Ling's mind - she herself certainly doesn't care, but the original owner's emotions are too strong, and every time she thinks of it, her chest feels like it's blocked by a ball of mud and sand, which can only be relieved by rapid breathing.

"It's a sow."

The tone of this sentence was finally lowered, but it was also the most harsh.

A burst of laughter suddenly broke out in a corner of the study. Several young boys were talking with great joy, and it was unclear whether they were really making fun of her or simply thought it was exciting and fun.

She raised her head and took a deep breath. The air in the capital city in early spring was still a little chilly, but once it entered her lungs, all her emotions were suppressed.

……

Perhaps it was a bit unlucky today, when school was over, the Gao family carriage was late. Sang Ling stood on the terrace for a while, watching the children leave the hall one after another, and occasionally cast a few glances at her. She did not stop any longer.

"Why are you back?"

Just as I sat down on the mat, a voice came from behind me.

"Why didn't you leave?" She turned around and saw that it was Nie Ce, and asked softly.

"There are many carriages on the road right now, and my jade lion can't run away." Nie Ce leaned against the table with his legs resting on the desk.

"Jade lion?"

"My horse." The man behind the desk answered while raising his head and stretching his neck to stretch his muscles from sitting for so long.

Sang Ling slowly turned his head and suddenly recalled that he had come riding a horse on the first day he saw him. Although this Nie Jialang was not very motivated in his studies, he was never late and was quite quiet in school. He never made trouble, which was quite different from those other students.

After two or three sentences of conversation, the two fell silent. Sang Ling turned around and leaned on his chin in a daze, while Nie Ce changed his leg and put it on the desk.

"Aren't you angry when you hear those words?" he suddenly spoke again.

It was a meaningless question, but Sang Ling knew what he was asking. "Weren't you there at that time?"

"I heard a little bit when I came back."

So he had come back a long time ago, but he was eavesdropping outside the window. She smiled and said, "So what if I'm angry?"

She couldn't cause a scene in the school. Even if she did, how could a girl like her afford to offend a group of young men?

"If you feel bad, I can help you teach them a lesson." Nie Jialang tilted his head slightly, his expression looking more serious.

But the people in front didn't notice it. The girl raised her lips slightly, her expression was as calm as ever, like a calm surface of water, "I'm not angry, you don't have to help me."

"They all said that about you, and you're not angry?" Nie Ce was obviously puzzled. According to his usual temper, if he encountered something like this, he would definitely fight back on the spot.

"I can't control what others say. I have a lot of things to do and I'm too busy." Sang Ling sat up straighter and muttered while looking at the lacquered red desk.

There was no hint of forbearance in the voice of the Sang family's daughter, as if that was what she really thought in her heart.

The study room fell silent again for a moment. Sang Ling didn't hear Nie Ce's voice. He couldn't help but turned around to look, but he heard a few shouts coming from the front of the pavilion.

They are Cheng Ao and Ya Nu.

He stood up, straightened the wrinkles of his robe, turned around and whispered, "Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?" Nie Ce's posture was still lazy.

"Thank you for thinking of helping me."

He couldn't help but snorted, and looked out the window, "I did that because of Brother A-Man..."

Before he could finish his words, he turned around and saw that the fat girl had already walked to the front yard.