However, Liu Min, as a head teacher and a teacher, has taught herself for many years that no matter whether the guess is true or not, she can't define it in public.

The other students in class a have already sat in their seats. When they see Lu Ziheng and Shen Qinghuan in the same frame, they inevitably sigh and make a fuss.

Lu Ziheng wanted to change his seat to Qin Muzhi, but found that Qin Muzhi was sitting with Jiang Shilu, but he also lost the significance of changing seats.

Fortunately, there was room in the last row of the bus. He protected Shen Qinghuan and walked along with the public opinion.

"I said that Lu Xueshen could not escape the curse of love! Don't say, Shen Qinghuan and he are more than a little matched in appearance. "

"Immortal Yanjuan, two gods are together. I want to lock it!"

"But doesn't Lu Xueshen like to go with people with good family conditions?"

"Oh. People will become! You didn't like egg yolk when you were a child, but you don't like it now! "

……

The crowd whispered.

Murong Qing, who had closed her eyes, suddenly shouted, "shut up!"

Everyone whispered and responded: "deep well ice? We didn't talk about her. "

"Sorry, sister." The originally whispered words were passed into Murong Qing's ears. She stood up directly from her position and found the sound source: "Shen Qinghuan is my idol. Her business is my business."

It's not very proud to be called an idol in public.

After Wang Li's incident, they did not dare to treat Shen Qinghuan as before, and even the people around them were cautious.

Shen Qinghuan didn't take these rumors seriously. It was really bumpy sitting in the last row, so she slept long after she got on the bus.

The driver was also caught temporarily as Zhuang Ding. In a sharp turn, he almost threw out the students who didn't send their seat belts.

Lu Ziheng protected Shen Qinghuan all the way, so that the little girl didn't bump into her.

Shen Qinghuan leaned vaguely on Lu Ziheng's shoulder. Lu Ziheng didn't dare to breathe, for fear of waking Shen Qinghuan.

The cool autumn sun slanted on the two people. Lu Ziheng raised his left hand slightly to block the sun for Shen Qinghuan.

He quietly looked at the little girl he had secretly liked for a long time, who was also his current lover. From the bottom of his heart, he hoped that time would stop at this moment and years would be safe.

The air was gradually filled with an ambiguous smell.

The rest of the students on the bus were sleepy, and the rows of white birch trees swept past seemed particularly solemn.

I don't know how long it took, the car drove to a deep mountain and old forest that couldn't be named.

Lu Ziheng secretly took a picture of the little girl sleeping. It's nice. He has a new screensaver to update.

The cell phone is empty.

"Miss Liu." A boy who just woke up in the back rubbed his eyes and said, "where are we?"

Liu Min yawned. She looked around and made sure it was a place she had never been.

"You'll know when you get off the bus." Liu Min comforted the students in the car. In fact, she had no bottom of her heart. She was in a hurry before leaving. She didn't know what to do if Qin Hailong couldn't contact her.

The car stopped abruptly.

The master shouted in a thick voice, "here we are."

The students of rocket class A were completely confused after getting off the bus, especially Shen Qinghuan. When they saw the snow capped mountains, they thought they were in a dream.

"That..." Liu Min scratched her hair awkwardly: "don't be impatient. There's nothing wrong with training here, right? "