Chapter 173 I Am so Envious

"Weiwei, during the free time in physical education class just now, I saw you sitting alone on the edge of the playground playing with your mobile phone and smiling, did you send flirty text messages with boys?"

Yang Weiwei, who walked into the classroom, just sat down when her girl at the same table approached her with a gossiping expression, and asked her in a low voice with winks. 【 】

Yang Weiwei's deskmate is a round-looking girl with an ordinary appearance, with shawl hair, she doesn't seem to have any special features, she is just a very ordinary girl.

"Well, I was chatting on Facebook with a male classmate of mine when I was in the United States." Yang Weiwei didn't want to hide anything, after all, it was normal for her to interact with Kim Hyun-tae on Facebook. There is nothing to be ashamed of at all.

Of course, Yang Weiwei will not reveal that little secret in her heart, at least for the time being.

After hearing her answer, Yang Weiwei's tablemate had a more inquisitive look on her face, and a strong fire of gossip began to burn.

boys?

There must be something wrong here.

I have to say that girls have a strong sixth sense.

"Is he a handsome guy? When I saw you looking at your phone just now, you had a strange glow on your face. I think this boy is definitely not easy in your heart. Do you like him?"

After the tablemate finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Yang Weiwei, and his eyes were very ambiguous.

Yang Weiwei blushed a little, she was really taken into consideration by the other party.

"Hey, looking at the reaction of your little hoof, it seems that I must have guessed right. Tell me what kind of boy this is. Is he a handsome blond guy?"

The blushing Yang Weiwei obviously confirmed her guess, which made her tablemate even more curious and wanted to explore further.

Yang Weiwei was also very helpless about gossiping about her tablemate, because it already involved her personal privacy, so she didn't want to pay attention to it.

But considering that the other party is her deskmate, and the cultural environment in China is different from that in the United States, Yang Weiwei was a little embarrassed for a while.

How to deal with the tablemate who is burning with gossip?

Yang Weiwei was really in a dilemma. At the same time become a little silent.

Originally, Yang Weiwei thought that after she became silent, she could dispel her deskmate's desire to explore, but unfortunately she still underestimated the power of gossip.

"Don't be so stingy, tell me a little bit. I won't take your sweetheart away, don't be afraid."

This tablemate kept urging Yang Weiwei, hoping that she could talk about this matter to herself, so as to resolve her growing fire of gossip.

This is a political class, and the gray-haired teacher walked into the classroom. After all the students stood up and greeted each other, they sat down and the class began.

Since it is not the main subject, the students below can relax a little bit and don't have to be as serious as learning important subjects such as mathematics and English.

"Oh, keep it a secret?"

Yuanrun's deskmate poked Yang Weiwei, then rolled his eyes at her.

Of course, Yang Weiwei knew that her deskmate was just pretending, and the reason she did this was just to motivate herself and achieve her goal.

"It's Chinese American, not white."

In the end, Yang Weiwei still said a little bit. Come to satisfy each other.

After all, it seemed that if he didn't say something, this tablemate with a strong heart for gossip would definitely not give up.

"It's Chinese, I thought it was a handsome white guy." After getting some information from Yang Weiwei, the girl's face clearly showed some disappointment.

Obviously, there is some gap between this situation and what she imagined.

In this girl's imagination, Yang Weiwei's 'boyfriend' in the United States, she thinks it should be a handsome white guy.

Well, this is the most perfect imaginable.

But how is it a Chinese.

The style of painting is obviously wrong.

A handsome blond guy is fine.

Looking at the disappointed expression on the tablemate. Yang Weiwei was a little unconvinced.

snort! So what about the Chinese, in my heart William is much better than those white boys, he is the most perfect person.

Yang Weiwei, who has special feelings for Kim Hyun-tae, saw the expression on her deskmate. I feel very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with the Chinese, he's much better than those white boys. Even many American girls in the academy sent him some love letters, and even asked for a date."

In order to prove to her tablemate how good her "he" is, Yang Weiwei even bragged about it for Kim Hyun-tae.

Yang Weiwei's bragging was exaggerated, but it was based on facts.

After all, when she was a classmate with Kim Hyun-tae, she actually saw a girl handing Kim Hyun-tae a small note.

And the girl who handed a small note. Whether it is body shape or appearance, it is the best choice, this is not her nonsense.

On the basis of this fact, she herself would not know whether it was right or not even if she processed it at the same table.

Anyway, Kim Hyun Tae is good and handsome, better than those naive white boys in the United States.

"Hey! I haven't said anything yet, just look at how excited you are. It seems that this boy is really your heart."

Yang Weiwei's deskmate looked at her with a funny face, and made a small joke.

Facing the ridicule from her tablemate, the crimson color on Yang Weiwei's face became more intense, and it even made her feel hot all over her face.

"Do you have any photos? Show me your guy if you have any. I don't believe it just by hearing you praise him so much. I have to look at the photos before I can draw a conclusion."

The deskmate pushed forward again and made a request to see Kim Hyun-tae's photo.

It's nothing special to take a look, Yang Weiwei weighed it up, but she didn't refuse.

And Yang Weiwei was still thinking about it, after letting her tablemate look at the photos, it would be nice to know what a real handsome guy is, saving her from being obsessed with those Korean pussy oppas all day long.

Yang Weiwei transferred to this school this semester, and she was at the same table with this plump girl. It can be said that this girl was the first friend she made in this school.

In addition, this female tablemate has a very familiar personality, so she will always talk to Yang Weiwei about how she adores Korean Obama, how she is infatuated with Korean idol stars and other girls' private topics.

That's why Yang Weiwei knew that her deskmate was actually a Korean fan through and through.

Although I don't like the Korean sissy oppa, my deskmate likes to worship Korean stars, and I still can't stop it, after all, this is the freedom of the deskmate.

However, in order to make her tablemate more famous in the world and know what a real handsome guy is, Yang Weiwei decided to take out the photo of Kim Hyun-tae and wash her eyes well.

What's more, my deskmate was a bit contemptuous of Chinese before, which made Yang Weiwei very uncomfortable.

What's the matter with the Chinese, why can't they be better than the naive white boy.

Yang Weiwei, who has lived in the United States, knows a lot about American boys of the same age. In her opinion, those American boys of the same age are not as mature as oriental boys, but rather naive.

What's up with blonde hair and blue eyes!

What happened to white skin?

There are a lot of blond and blue-eyed fat people in the United States, and these people have nothing to say about their looks.

He secretly took out his mobile phone, logged into Facebook under the desk, opened the photo that Kim Hyun-tae sent to him, and handed it to his deskmate.

"Look for yourself, is this handsome guy?"

Handing the phone to Yang Weiwei, who was at the same table, her face was filled with pride, as if Kim Hyun-tae was really his boyfriend.

At this moment, Yang Weiwei even ignored one point, the point that she and Kim Hyun-tae are just ordinary friends.

"Wow! What a handsome guy."

Looking at Jin Xiantai's selfie, Yang Weiwei's deskmate widened her eyes, her face full of surprise.

Kim Hyun-tae's selfies are very casual and have not been beautified with PS, so it's not like the selfies of some boys in Huaxia, they are all beautified and retouched, and all of them are extremely sissy.

Kim Hyun-tae in the photo is very sunny and full of the youthful vigor that a teenager should have. Due to his exercise, his good figure can be seen at a glance.

Even if it was a selfie, Kim Hyun-tae's good looks made Yang Weiwei's female tablemate salivate, looking very obscene.

"Yuanyuan, what's your reaction? You're still swallowing, it's disgusting."

Yang Weiwei reached out to snatch back the phone, and made a 'tsk tsk' sound, complaining to her deskmate with a disgusted expression.

He raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, as if wiping saliva, but the girl's mouth was dry, she was just joking.

"Oh, I can't control it, this beauty is too high, I can't control my excitement as a girl, I'm so excited."

Yang Weiwei's tablemate is a girl named Yuanyuan. Apart from gossip, she also likes to play tricks. The whole girl has a very funny personality.

But this is also normal. In fact, girls are not necessarily worse than boys when it comes to being funny.

It's just that many girls usually don't show this side.

But when girls get along with girls, this side will often appear.

"Well, compared to the European and American white boy you imagined, this appearance is not bad."

Yang Weiwei put the phone back into her pocket, and proudly asked her tablemate Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"It's not bad! It's not bad! It's not bad at all! This is simply a male god, okay? It's much better looking than the Korean Obamas I admire, and I'm even in love with it."

Looking at her funny tablemate, Yang Weiwei was really speechless.

"Lao Yang, you're so lucky. You actually managed to find such a good-looking boyfriend with Lao Mei. I'm so envious, I'm dying."

Yuanyuan began to perform to her heart's content, with a heartbroken and envious look, which made Yang Weiwei dumbfounded.

"Why don't you think I'm so lucky? Why don't we have such good-looking boys in our class in our school."

At the end, Yuanyuan turned her head to look around, and used a sad and indignant tone to 'vent' her dissatisfaction. (To be continued.)