Chapter 1055 (1/2)

The mobile phone in her bag has wechat message prompt tone constantly, she thinks it is from Xiaoyu.

Only a small fish will be bored when constantly sending her a variety of expressions, she took out her mobile phone, click to open wechat.

It's not a small fish, it's a group.

She looked at the name of the next group. It was their first middle school.

There are forty-three people in the group, that is to say, almost all of them are in it.

She points to open a group and read the group news. The content of the news is all rambling. She points to open a group business card to see the names of the people in the group.

I've read all of them once. I have only a few impressions. There are also several English names. I don't know who they are.

she just added a Hu crescent WeChat, it must be Hu Yue Ya pull her into the group, she was a bit depressed, not make complaints about ”Hu Yueya pulled me into the group of students, there are not many names, I remember.”

Why do you pull her into the group? Does she want to quit?

Zhang Jingyu turned around and frowned at her and asked, ”you started to remember things since junior high school?”

Gu Nianjia stares at him discontentedly. ”Are you insulting my intelligence?”

What she started to remember from junior high school is that those people had been encouraged by song Feifei and didn't play well with her.

In the past, as long as the people who played with her didn't listen to song Feifei, song Feifei would find a way to be vicious. Later, she didn't want to contact people.

Originally going to school is to go to school. What does it matter whether you make friends or not.

Zhang Jingyu shook his head and denied, ”No.”

”I'm so proud that I don't want to know them at all.”

This sentence Zhang Jingyu listened to some heartache.

He turned his head to take a look at Nianjia. ”Then will you keep so proud?”

The voice line is a little gentle.

The voice sounds very pleasant. I think about what touched the softest part of Jia's heart.

She looked at Zhang Jingyu, and her voice could not help but be a little gentle, ”teacher.”

Zhang Jingyu nodded, ”well.”