She Became the White Moonlight of the Sick King

The night wind blows, and the surroundings are quiet.

Duan Feng lowered his voice and continued: "Boss, you might as well follow Jiang Shizi for the time being, let him be more and treat him better, Jiang Shizi will naturally favor you.

"Then Li Erlang is just a bereaved dog now, with no power or influence; Boss, you are handsome and have a good family. As long as you put your mind to it, you won't be able to win Li Erlang? At that time, Jiang Shizi will never be able to leave you every night, turn over I want to come and hug you across the mountains."

"Yeah." Duan Lingyu nodded in satisfaction, and then realized that something was wrong, he spat with a blushing face, and said angrily: "Who said I want that **** weak chicken to hug me?!"

Duan Feng patted his mouth, and said artificially: "Hey, I am talking too much! Boss, don't take it to heart."

But Duan Lingyu thought about it more and more, thinking that Jiang Ruoji would come to him in the dark for a kiss and a hug, and he felt an evil fire burning in his body.

But the evil fire has not yet burned, and the anger in his chest burst out again. Duan Lingyu said bitterly: "Follow him? Hmph, I won't make me look at Jiang Ruoji and Li Erlang every night Kiss me?! I can’t swallow this breath!”

Duan Feng pursed his lips and snickered, and said as seriously as possible: "Boss, just like fighting a war, you need to be patient and dormant in the early stage. Just bear with it for now, and wait until Jiang Shizi is completely hooked, and then you will be angry with me during this period." Can't you get it back?"

Duan Lingyu pondered for a while, then smiled with satisfaction: "You can come up with such a good idea..." After a pause, his face changed slightly, and he said with a little embarrassment: "Xiaofeng, what kind of words do you use? It’s so weird, it’s as if I’m going to make Jiang Ru.”

Don't you just want to pick Jiang Shizi?

Duan Feng didn't dare to say this, he smiled like a little chrysanthemum: "What the boss said is, next time I must pay attention to my wording!"

After returning to the firewood room, Duan Lingyu thought over the words of his dog-headed military adviser several times, and suddenly came up with a brilliant idea. Early the next morning, he couldn't wait to go to the teaching office.

"Ah? You want Jiang Ru to go to Class A?" Dean Zheng said with a headache, "He is a student of Class Ding Ding. There is no such precedent in the academy."

"If there is no precedent, let's create a precedent." Duan Lingyu put one hand on his hips, knocked on the table with the other, and said with a smile determined to win: "Jiang Ru is a good seedling, he is smart and eager to learn, but the current environment is not good enough. Ding Ding’s style of study has been dragged down! Dean Zheng, if you transfer him to Class A, I assure you—Jiang Ru will definitely be on the red list!”

Dean Zheng was shocked: "Student Duan, Jiang Ru is now the bottom three on the black list."

Kyoto Academy has a red list and a black list. The red list is the top 50 in the academy; the black list is the bottom 50 in the academy.

"There is a saying that a hero doesn't ask about his background, Jiang Ru can't always be the last in the whole hospital." Duan Lingyu showed grace and power, glared fiercely at Dean Zheng and said: "I want Jiang Ru to be my deskmate, and I have to change it today! If he doesn't make it to the red list next month, you'll punish me for labor reform."

Dean Zheng felt a pain in his head, and nodded resentfully in response.

Ever since, Jiang Ru was still sitting on the bench in Class Ding and Ding that day, and suddenly received a notice that he would move to Class A. Dizzy, she entered the new class with her book bag on her shoulders. Just as she stepped through the door, she saw Duan Lingyu beckoning and pulling, "Jiang Ru, come and sit here!"