Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

“I heard that the student council wanted to invite someone to be a vice-president. It was rejected. Who knows who the father of the president's family is? What exactly is the origin of this Jiang Jingshen? ”

“He has good grades and is also good in other areas. He plays basketball well. He has participated in several national competitions from junior high school to high school and has won the highest ranking. I heard that one time it was going to be broadcast on TV, but then I wondered why it was gone, and it was supposedly suppressed. ”

“Did you say he had a girlfriend? ”

“I don't know. I heard that he and Erxi had come together and the two seemed quite close. ”

“Lin Jixi, who? ”

“Faculty of Literature flowers, I hear people look beautiful. ”

“How beautiful.” Someone said something sour, "Can there be more school laughs? ”

Shen Kibai didn't know that she had another fire in F because she was carrying Jiang Jingshen with her.

A sophomore boy in the 201 dormitory is brushing the school forum.

[freshman freshman literature department flower, worth the school flower smile]

He went in curious, and Cheng smiled. Who, Kaolin Flower, the beauty of the human being, could be the equivalent of her banner drum, he had never seen.

Posts that used to howl are not without, but are often spoiled by the crowd.

Boys don't think about it, and it's probably the same this time.

When he drew the post down, he opened his mouth and stunned for half a day without speaking.

Perhaps because it was a sneak shot, the girl stood under the tree, wiped a sweat, looked somewhere and looked a little silly.

This photo is not hallucinogenic, but it's good enough to see the other person's face value.

“Liu, what are you looking at?” The roommate sun his stinking socks and walked by in slippers, holding his shoulder together, followed by a stunning remark, "Fuck, who's this beautiful woman? How come you haven't seen it before? It looks so beautiful. You can't lose a smile at all. ”

Old Liu said, "Freshman year, Faculty of Literature. ”

The roommate snapped, quickly browsing the post, "Lin Erxi? Sister, good body, mainly white skin. ”

He greeted some of the others in the dorm, “Hey, come and have a look, a beautiful woman is fresh out of the furnace, which is the equivalent of a school laugh flag drum. ”

Several people raised their eyes, half letters were suspicious.

“Old Liu and I lied to you about what to do. I don't believe you to come and see for yourselves. ”

A few people came over, didn't have time to see it clearly, and then the post broke down.

“Fuck, what's going on?” My roommate yelled at me, “Old Liu, take a look. ”

Old Liu mumbled for a while, “No way, the post was hacked. ”

The rest of them were dumbstruck.

For a while, someone said, "Did you see it clearly? ”

“No, I just saw my figure and my face wasn't clear. ”

“I only fucking saw shoes. ”

Jiang Jingshen hooked a girl's finger.

The other party blushed, under several envious eyes, slowly walked past, quite nervously prepared to say something, heard the black-haired man say, “Classmate, can you help call Lin Erxi down? ”

The girl was stunned and hurried, “Yes, wait a while. ”

“Thank you.” They smiled, impeccably looking.

The girl's cheek burst red and went up and knocked on the doorway of the dorm next door. “Is Lin Erxi inside? ”

Conditions in the dormitory were always worse, and when she was about to lie in bed with her shoes brushed white, she heard someone calling her.