Is this called playing? Yan Zihan muttered silently in her heart. She grinned at the principal and said, "This is today's transfer student, Ouyang Lengnuo. Uncle, do you think you can be in the same class as us?"

Yan Long looked at Ouyang Lengnu who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed and relaxing. There was no expression on his face, but he was already convinced of Ouyang Lengnu in his heart. "Okay, you can take her there." He waved his hand and motioned for them to go out.

The three of them also left the principal's office obediently. At this time, the school bell had rang, and there was no one on campus. Yan Zihan's purpose was that since he was already late, he might as well walk leisurely.

The three of them were already half an hour late when they arrived at class. Alas, I was speechless...

"Bang!" Yan Zihan kicked the door open, and walked to her seat without even looking at which teacher was in class.

"Wow...it's Prince Ouyang..." Ouyang Xu's words undoubtedly caused an uproar. The girls screamed and put on makeup.

Ouyang Xu walked directly to Yan Zihan's seat without even looking at it, sat down, and fell asleep.

"Why does Prince Ouyang only have eyes for the vixen named Yan..." Seeing that the prince didn't even look at them, he just walked towards Vixen Yan. Who would be angry after seeing that...

Ouyang Lengnu finally stepped into the classroom...

"Oh my God, who is this girl?" Ouyang Lengnuo's words successfully aroused a lot of discussion.

"So beautiful. Even more beautiful than Yan Vixen."

"What's the use of that? You're not just a vixen." A certain girl fiddled with her ghost nails and said contemptuously, with a sweet voice that made people feel sick.

Looking at the girl with an unknown amount of foundation smeared on her face, Ouyang Lengnuo gave an elusive smile and took steps towards the girl. Looking at her condescendingly, a cold voice came out,

"Don't use my silence as a bargaining chip for your provocation." Although the voice was low, it made everyone shiver.

Satisfied with the results he had achieved, Ouyang Yunuo stepped back to the podium and glanced slightly at the teacher who was standing in front of the podium and didn't know what to do. Then he said calmly: "Ouyang Lengnu, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do.

." He walked to a window seat and sat down. Ouyang Xu and Yan Zihan's seats were not far away, only separated by an aisle.

"Did you hear that? Her surname is Ouyang. What does it have to do with Prince Ouyang?" The girls secretly glanced at Ouyang Lengnu, who was sitting on his seat looking at the scenery outside the window. The girls couldn't help but whisper.

"I think they should be relatives or something. Otherwise, why would they have the same last name..."

"It would be best if this were the case. This way there would be one less person to compete with us for Prince Ouyang..." The girls' comments came into Ouyang Lengnu's ears word for word. He hummed softly, feeling sad for these girls.

The bell rang soon after class, and the quiet classroom suddenly became noisy. Everyone was talking about their own things, and everything...

"Leng Nu, let's go eat." Yan Zihan, who had made up for her sleep, jumped to Ouyang Leng Nu's side as soon as the get out of class was over, and pulled Leng Nu's arm towards the outside of the classroom with a smile. She didn't care about Ouyang Xu, who was still sleeping.

"Wait a minute." Ouyang Lengnu stopped, turned around and walked in the direction of Ouyang Xu. He tapped the table lightly with his hand. Ouyang Xu, who had been sleeping lightly, opened his eyes, glanced at Ouyang Lengnu, and asked

road:

"what?"
Chapter completed!