Bian Yingning came out of school and went to her five-star hotel to eat an A5 Kobe sirloin steak before returning to Bian's house.

Suddenly I don't have to pay for food, I'm not used to it.

Bian Yingning thought that as soon as she stepped into the house, she saw a person standing up suddenly in the living room, glared at her and shouted, "Bian Yingning, you still know how to come back?"

Later is dressed in a slim v-neck **** yellow dress, her short curly retro-style hair draws an arc in the air because of her movements, and the proud career line on her chest is also very eye-catching.

Aunt Zhuo didn't know where to come out, so she changed her slippers and reminded: "Miss, Miss Hua is coming to you."

Bian Yingning: "…"

The big man was standing there calling my name, she didn't know that this man was looking for her, could you give her some useful information.

"Hua Cancan, the third miss of the Hua family, there is also a big brother and a second sister above. The business of the Hua family is in information media." The system communicates with Bian Yingning using brain waves.

"She and the original owner have been friends for many years, and they are often embarrassed. She is currently a sophomore in the journalism department of Haicheng University."

Oh, she actually learned her major.

"Why don't you answer my messages or answer my calls?" Hua Cancan said angrily, and Bian Yingning's eyes couldn't help falling on her trembling chest.

Is this a live 36D.

"What are you looking at, it's not yours!" Hua Cancan also found Bian Yingning's eyes, and reached out to cover it, and his footsteps stopped, for fear that Bian Yingning would rush over to get started.

Bian Yingning changed her shoes. She didn't know how to explain it, so she wanted to go inside.

Since she came here, she has not dared to go back to Bian's house to eat, for fear that she will be discovered after having changed the core. She didn't move the original owner's cell phone, so she just muted it.

As long as she doesn't watch, she doesn't need to take over the original owner's social circle.

If this Hua Cancan is very familiar with the original owner, wouldn't it be easier for him to be discovered.

"Speaking, I'm not very good at babbling, why are you dumb today?" Hua Cancan said so much and found that Bian Yingning didn't spit out a word, and could not help but look at her strangely.

"Alas," Bian Yingning sighed: "I'm in a bad mood and don't want to socialize."

Bian Yingning raised her hand to cover her hat: "Who did you listen to."

"Who else said that your hotel's advertisements were all posted on her construction site. Does this mean that the two of you are like you and Shang Qinghui, and are now as close as sisters?"

Bian Yingning touched her chin: "Have you been to the construction site yet?"

Hua Cancan: “…”

…

Mrs. Bian went out to the spa, and Bian Yingning finally sent Hua Cancan away and refused her invitation to drink with her tonight. After she went back to her room and closed the door, she finally took out the original owner's cell phone.

When she sent a message to Shang Qingfen just now, she selectively ignored other unread messages.

Now look carefully, there are so many people looking for her, the news is going to explode.

Tsk, I know so many people.

"Dear, here it is suggested that the host should substitute himself into this world. There is a long way to accumulate points, so I don't know how much time it will take.

If the host has been facing the attitude of an outsider, it is not conducive to completing the task. "

In the quiet room, the system's words rang suddenly.

Bian Yingning swiped her hand on the phone screen for a while, but did not speak.

…

Next day.

Bian Yingning has a lot of lessons today.

Aunt Zhuo came to wake Bian Yingning up at seven in the morning. She was in charge of Bian Yingning's daily life and knew her class schedule very well.

Bian Yingning sat up with her eyes closed, and sighed long.

It turns out that rich people have to learn knowledge.

In fact, her courses are still very full, no matter what, she has taken two courses, but the courses in the past few weeks are a little less.

When she got to the school, she chose a random corner and sat down, holding her face to watch the teacher above talk about wine management theory like a book from heaven for more than an hour.

When she had a two-hour class later, she couldn't hold it anymore, and as soon as she entered the lecture hall, she sat down and fell asleep.

This section is an administrative class that is taught twice each semester. Usually, several classes are taught together, and the content of the whole school is still the same.

So the classes in this class are very complicated, and they are arranged according to the time when there is no professional class.

The surrounded Shang Qingfen just walked to the corner of the corridor when the good sister beside her asked, "Is that Bian Yingning in front?"

She looked up from her phone.

The person in front of him was floating like a ghost, wearing a pair of jeans, a floral green shirt, and a peaked cap.

"Are we going to class with them?" another sister asked.

One immediately took out his mobile phone to check the class schedule: "Damn, I really took it with their sophomore hotel management."

Several people stopped and looked at Shang Qingfen.

Shang Qingfen put away her phone and raised her face: "Look at me, let's go."

Oh, a joke, because she Bian Yingning also came to this class, why didn't she go to this class, why?

Shang Qinghui entered the classroom without looking away, but after entering, he pretended to be looking for a place to patrol the classroom.

No Bian Yingning was seen.

She frowned, and her little face with baby fat couldn't help but bulge.

Is it wrong? It shouldn't be.

"Qingqing, let's sit in the back and play with the phone." The sisters suggested.

Shang Qing nodded absently and followed them down the stairs to the back.

Then I saw a Christmas tree with a peaked cap lying in the corner.

"Sit here." Shang Qingfen sat down on the two diagonals in the row behind Bian Yingning.

Sisters are only respected, and of course there is no objection.

Shang Qingfen took the opportunity of looking at the whiteboard to look at Bian Yingning out of the corner of her eyes.

Bian Yingning was as motionless as she was dead.

…

In the fifty-first minute of the class, the respected old professor was still analyzing the current global situation.

Shang Qingfen looked at Bian Yingning for the thirty-eighth time, but Bian Yingning was still asleep.

She's not really dead, is she?

Shang Qingfen couldn't help guessing.

Ten minutes after class, everyone was chatting about the toilet and so on. She was still sleeping, and she didn't even change her posture for so long, so the pig should turn over.

The wound on the head was not healed, and complications were caused by accident, dizziness and sleepiness, and not as popular as myself, so I lay miserably alone, and finally died quietly—

Shang Qingfen has helped Bian Yining figure out her story.

"Let's find a classmate to answer this right or wrong question, and take it as a roll call."

The old professor above skillfully opened the lottery software: "Now let's draw... Well, today there are sophomores in the wine management, so let's start with the first class."

The old professor said and clicked to start, the numbers on the big screen began to scroll rapidly, and everyone held their breath, for fear of being drawn to their student number.

"Oh, number thirty-six, please get up and answer this question from class 36 of the wine management class."

It was the silent classroom that responded to the old professor.

"Is this classmate not here?" The old professor took out the list and looked at it.

Shang Qinghui heard someone whispering: "No. 36? Is it Sister Ning? Is she here today? Is she still asking for leave?"

"I think I saw her coming."

"Would you like to tell the teacher that she is on leave?"

"No. 36, Bian Yingning." The old professor above found the corresponding name.

When he read the name, his expression was a little subtle, how did he get this one.

Ji Xiaoxue, who was sitting in the first row, was slightly taken aback, and immediately turned back to find Bian Yingning's figure

"Is that Sister Ning?"

"It seems so."

In the discussion, Bian Yingning was woken up by the public.

"Sister Ning, the teacher called you to answer the question."

Administrative courses are only taken twice a semester.

If you fail to pass, you will have no credits. This course is not easy to make up. If the teacher is serious, it will be very troublesome to graduate later.

Bian Yingning, who had been insomnia after a night of insomnia last night, suddenly opened her eyes and stood up, but her eyes were still hazy and couldn't see clearly.

She lowered her head and put her index finger on her forehead, looking very calm.

The old professor stared straight at her and waited for her to answer the question, his slightly dry red lips lightly opened: "I choose A."

The old professor who has been teaching and educating people for many years looked at the right and wrong questions displayed on the screen again, and seemed to be reflecting on something.

Bian Yingning raised her bangs with her index finger against her forehead.

I didn't expect it, I like A!

Isn't just answering a question, it's not just picking one.

Huh? Why only tick and fork?

"Chi." After a leading sneer, the surrounding classmates burst into laughter, and even Bian Yingning's "powerful and famous" couldn't control themselves at this time.

A delicate voice came from the back side: "A? What A? Is the A on you right?"

It was not loud enough for Bian Yingning to hear.

Bian Yingning turned back and met Shang Qingfen's provocative apricot eyes.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm used to doing the questions. Now the right and wrong questions are usually right and wrong. Choose B. I didn't see it clearly. I'm sorry." Bian Yingning did not become a monk first. Qinghui cares about it, she politely explained to the teacher.

Everyone stared at her with the red marks pressed out of sleep on her face and opened her eyes to talk nonsense.

…

After class, Shang Qingfen didn't move, she waited for Bian Yingning to come to her to fight back.

I just got her down, and according to her stubborn temperament, I don't want to come and play with her.

So, in the scene where everyone was packing up and preparing to leave, a whole row of girls in the penultimate row sat motionless.

Ji Xiaoxue ran up with her schoolbag on her back with an excited look on her face: "Sister, it's a coincidence that we can have a class together."

Bian Yingning picked up her baotou and walked out with her without looking back, ignoring Shang Qinghui completely: "It's a coincidence."

She also didn't notice that the class was a mixed class.

"Senpai is going to dinner now, do you want to go together?"

What did Bian Yingning answer? Shang Qinghui couldn't hear it anymore. The people in the classroom were basically gone. She followed her sisters to look at each other and saw her with a baby face, no one dared to get up. No one dared to speak out.