Chapter 268: Intriguing

Jiang Yunting suddenly stopped walking halfway, turned around, and looked at the two girls who were daydreaming.

"My photo."

The two girls' faces froze.

One of them picked up the photo on the ground and handed it to Jiang Yunting.

...

Without the photo, the Grade 3 (1) class returned to the almost dead silence before the college entrance examination.

On the top of the blackboard were three bright red countdown numbers.

There are still one hundred and sixteen days until the college entrance examination.

Jiang Yunting sat in his seat, flipping the photo in his hand with his slender fingers.

In the small photo, two people stood opposite each other.

The left one had a raised corner of his lips, looking evil and arrogant, with unruly in his bones. To his side, the man's eyes were deep, and his eyes were open and closed, with a domineering look that looked down on the world.

It formed a strange aura that outsiders could not interfere with.

He frowned slightly, looking inexplicably unhappy.

Suddenly, he saw his own photo placed not far away from the corner of his eyes.

Jiang Yunting's eyes lit up, he picked up the photo, took out the saber on his body, cut the photo of Ao Qijun and Gu Weimian apart, and cut himself out of the photo.

Somehow, he put the photo of himself and Gu Weimian together.

The moment he saw the photos of the two put together, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction...

The previous depression and unhappiness were all swept away at this moment.

"What are you doing?"

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Jiang Yunting almost subconsciously closed the book quickly, covering the photo of him and Gu Weimian.

He turned his head with a tense face, and Ao Qijun was standing behind him.

"Ah... Ajun?"

Ao Qijun's eyes swept across Jiang Yunting's desk, and Jiang Yunting's hand was pressing hard on the only math book on the table.

"Are you reading?"

This is not Jiang Yunting's style.

He never liked studying. Among them, if Gu Weimin's grades were always the last, Jiang Yunting would always be the second to last.

Jiang Yunting carefully looked at Ao Qijun's face, and felt that the man should not have noticed the two photos in his book, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Isn't the college entrance examination coming soon? I can't really go to the exam without knowing anything, right?"

Ao Qijun nodded when he heard it.

It's good that Jiang Yunting can think so.

His eyes fell on the photo of himself on the table, and his slender fingers picked up the photo, "Why am I the only one left?"

Jiang Yunting felt more guilty when he heard it, and his palms were sweating.

"Yes, you've heard that the photos in our school's bulletin board have been stolen many times. I just found out that the girls in our class have done the same thing, and they even cut your photo off."

Ao Qijun frowned, "What's going on?"

Jiang Yunting shook his head, his face a little unnatural, and turned his head back, "I don't know, it's never happened before, these people are really weird."

Ao Qijun didn't suspect anything, and said "um" lightly, "I took it away."

Jiang Yunting nodded.

"Have the others been thrown away?"

Jiang Yunting's face stiffened slightly: "Yes."

Ao Qijun curled his lips indifferently, his eyes were deep, with a hint of ambiguity, "I thought Gu Weimian's photo would be left behind."

After saying that, he lowered his eyes, walked straight forward, and returned to his seat.

A strange flashed in Jiang Yunting's eyes, and he glanced at Ao Qijun's back, always feeling that what Ao Qijun said was intriguing.

Does he admire Gu Weimian? Or is he disdainful?