Dying in the Male Lead’s Arms Every Time I Transmigrate

After class, Shi Qi still stood on the podium.

There is a single girl finally can't help it. After all, it's hard to run into such a handsome senior in school, who is still a substitute teacher, and it is a waste of opportunity to not use it.

Anyway, there will be no less meat if you ask, if you can catch it, would it not be a good thing to compare with most ordinary people in the school.

They all ran up to the podium to ask questions from behind, and they surrounded the podium with no flow, and they couldn't see what was inside.

Li Jiao was most excited.

Compared with this senior, the people who chased her before seemed to be much shorter, and it must be an excellent grade to be able to substitute for her, and the professor should appreciate it.

It is undoubtedly a quality object.

Ning Meng sat in her seat, staring at them secretly.

She wondered if she had forgotten something before, or if she was accidentally discovered.

It shouldn't be possible. Ningning hadn't been discovered before, how could it be that Meng Ning has been discovered now... It should be because the memory has not been read completely.

Either Meng Ning had forgotten about it.

"Teacher, how long will you take the class for you? Isn't Professor Wang not taking us this class? Is it convenient to leave a WeChat account?"

"...Teacher, I didn't understand this place in class. Could you please explain again, please teacher."

"...Teacher, what is your name? Do you have WeChat? Maybe there will be problems in the future that will trouble you. Can you add a WeChat..."

Ning Meng listened to Li Jiao's question with his ears.

The next moment, she heard a cold voice: "No, no."

He was originally because he often dealt with ghosts, ghosts were scared, let alone people, several girls shivered subconsciously.

Then he returned to his seat angrily.

But it was only then that he realized what he had just said, nothing, just still talking to Meng Ning, how come they are gone.

Another eye-knife flew to the first row.

The edge of the podium suddenly became empty, Ning Meng was still staring, just to meet Shi Qi's gaze, and smile awkwardly.

Peeping was caught...

Ning Meng lowered her head and silently looked at the hanged ghost.

The hanged ghost grabbed the book and squatted at her desk, seeming to realize that she could see herself, and finally asked, "Can you see me?"

Ning Meng shook her head.

In the next second, she was so stupid by herself. Isn't this a direct proof that she can see and hear him?

Sure enough, the hanged ghost was very interested.

After observing for a moment, he stretched out a hand.

Ning Meng kept staring at his movements, and when he quickly leaned against the seat next to him, he saw him put his tongue in his mouth.

He was very ordinary when he was restored to his original shape. If he hadn't seen him before, and had a slight blackness on his body, she would have regarded him as a student.

The hanged ghost grinned and threatened: "You are not allowed to raise your hands or answer questions in the next class, otherwise...I will eat you!"

The teacher should call him.

He answered correctly, there are scores, there are scores, there are results.

Ning Meng: "..."

She really has perseverance, and didn't forget to threaten her.

She nodded invisibly, but what she thought in her heart was that of course she wouldn't call her when she was beaten to death and would not raise her hand.

The hanged ghost returned to his place with satisfaction-on the side of the podium.

The position of the legendary schoolmaster.

Ning Meng took out the phone and silently stored Shi Qi's phone number.

After thinking about it again, if the phone is stolen, it may be discovered by others, so it’s better to change it to another name.

So she silently entered the three words "big grandson".

In this way, no one should be able to find out. Ning Meng quit the address book with great satisfaction and logged into WeChat.

When she was in Ningning's body, Shiqi and Coco's WeChat were added to the phone, because they were the only two people they knew.

I don't know how Coco is doing now.

Ning Meng sighed, and searched Shiqi's WeChat account. His nickname was a monotonous "17" number, and his profile picture was even blank.

It fits his character.

But how did 17 come out?

She still remembered the seventeenth that the old lady thought in her mind before. Did Shi Qi himself find out that his name is the same as seventeen?

Ning Meng didn't think much about it, but she didn't dare to add, so she clicked to quit.

She searched Qiu Keke's WeChat again, and her nickname was the familiar cocoa. To her surprise, the avatar was a photo of her and Coco.

I took a picture together and it was the only one.

Ning Meng didn't expect Qiu Keke to use this photo as her profile picture, but she had no identity to meet her now.

It's better to just let her think that Ningning has passed away.