Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Remember [www.NovelMTL.com] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!

"Sui people! Such disgusting civilians even want to be with South!" Yan Shuiqing's original good mood fell to the bottom of this moment.

Because the scene of this scene has appeared in her fantasy.

It is a pity that the protagonist is not her and Michelina, but two...two civilians!

"All the way to give me a shut up." Li Si Nai snorted, and the whole body exudes a chill.

He really didn't like to hear from some of the inexplicable people that she was not good, even if he was with her, he did not say that she was not good.

What are the qualifications of these people?

The voice of Li Si Nai fell, and the scene was silent. Luo dumped the dust and didn't bother to pay attention to it. He took the small hand of Su and went to the school.

She knew that the gossip of the school was probably blown up.

So much so, no matter where she went, she could hear the whispers of broken thoughts.

But for these remarks, she is okay. After all, she likes to stand at the center of things and stand in the crowd.

But Su Xiaoxiao...

She seems to be completely accustomed to such a gaze, such whispering will only make her closed heart, more extreme.

"Cough--" Gu teacher said in the speech on the podium that the ceremony was first started with a 4X100m opening relay, followed by a variety of cultural performances.

"This time, the 4X100 relay is the turn of the girls to participate. The girls who have been forced to participate once can not participate." Gu said while doing the painting on the list, and finally decided to participate in their class to participate in 4X100 The list of opening relays.

These include Luo Dingchen and Su Xiaoxiao.

"What to do, I can't run..." Su Xiaoxiao gently lowered his head, seemingly full of thoughts, a pair of small hands tightly tied together.

She felt very troubled these days, and she was pointed at wherever she went. When she passed the library yesterday, she was even splashed by mineral water, but she could only stand stupidly, listening to those ugly words, and whispering sorry.

When she returned to the dormitory and wanted to rest, she discovered that her roommate who had occasionally talked to her would no longer care for her.

Although they were ordinary students, they did not make any excessive moves. But this terrible cold violence has made her heart more hurt.

She didn't dare tell Luo to dust, she was afraid she told her later. She will go out of her for no reason, let her stand more in the crowd.

"Ang, I can't do it either." Luo Ding gently shook his head and said: "But it doesn't matter, it's not a game anyway, it's not just a relay!"

Moreover, she does not care much about this kind of thing.

"But the performance of the art I think you can participate in Yeah!" Luo looked at her and said: "I heard that your harp is super good!"

Of course, this is not what she heard, but one day she accidentally turned to a certificate of examination in a literary book by Su Xiaoxiao.

There are four big characters written on it: the harp is ten.

"Ah..." She squinted at her, apparently did not expect that Luo Dust would know about this matter, and she had to say something: "Don't tell the teacher, I... I don't want to go!"

Nowadays, she is already at the forefront. For such a poor and unsophisticated person, her stress has reached her limit.

She does not want to add any paradox to herself.