As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound behind him, the sound of a book falling to the ground.

It was Wen Mubai, the English class representative of Class A, a senior high school science student.

He is also the senior who tutors Jiang Wuyang in English every day, and the person that Jiang Wuyang once cared about the most.

When Wen Mubai heard what Jiang Wuyang said, his breathing became heavy for a moment.

He didn't even pick up the English homework that fell on the ground.

A cool and tall figure walked over quickly.

Holding Jiang Wuyang's hand tightly.

His brows furrowed slightly, and those usually indifferent peach blossom eyes were filled with ripples: "You want to change shifts?!"

"Jiang Wuyang, you chose the liberal arts major, but all of us carefully considered this decision for you for a whole day and night. How can you change it now?"

In addition to anger, there was also a hint of sadness of being betrayed in Wen Mubai's voice.

"We've even planned your future for you, not to mention how much effort we put into it. And you didn't even tell us about something as important as changing your major?"

Wen Mubai gritted his teeth and stared at Jiang Wuyang.

Jiang Wuyang didn't dodge his gaze, shook off his hand and sneered.

"Why, don't you think you're doing this to me?"

"If it was Ruan Anan, would you still let her follow the path you planned?"

Wen Mubai's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously retorted: "How can you compare with An An? An An is not in good health. Compared to these, her happiness is the most important thing."

Jiang Wuyang didn't say anything, but just looked away silently.

Even though I already knew the answer, when I actually heard it, I couldn't help but feel a tightness in my heart and a dull pain.

Wen Mubai also realized what he had said.

He hurriedly grabbed Jiang Wuyang's hand: "Yangyang is not like this, I mean..."

Jiang Wuyang took a step back coldly, preventing him from catching him.

Wen Mubai looked at his empty hand and his voice stopped abruptly.

In the past, Jiang Wuyang would never reject him...

She is even closer to me than to Jiang Yiran.

But what is happening now?

Wen Mubai couldn't figure it out, so his expression turned cold.

"It's up to you, as long as you don't regret it."

Jiang Wuyang rolled his eyes at him.

You are the one who regrets it, and your whole family regrets it.

Wen Mubai picked up the English homework on the ground, handed it to the teacher, then turned and left the office.

As for what will happen after leaving, Jiang Wuyang doesn't care.

My gaze returned to Teacher Lin.

Teacher Lin is not a young kid anymore and he knew what was going on at a glance.

Considering Jiang Wuyang's attitude towards sleeping in class, Teacher Lin felt that Jiang Wuyang really didn't like liberal arts and it was not just a momentary impulse.

"Are you sure you want to change shifts? If you do, fill out this application form and give it to me. I'll help you with the process."

Jiang Wuyang looked at Teacher Lin in surprise. He clearly didn't agree just now, so why did he agree so quickly after Wen Mubai made a fuss?

In that case, she probably has to thank Wen Mubai.

I happily walked towards the classroom with the application form for transferring subjects.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard the sound of people talking inside.

Ruan Anan's charming voice is particularly prominent among them.

"What happened next? I told my brother, 'You bought so many cherries, what if they rot?'"

"My brother said that if it rots, I'll give it to Xia Chuan to eat. If he ends up in the hospital, that's his problem."

When everyone heard this, they all burst into laughter.

"An An, your brother treats you well. He buys you food whenever you want."

Someone said enviously.

Ruan Anan scratched her head shyly. "Huh? Hasn't it always been like this? As long as my abilities allow, I will definitely satisfy myself!"

Everyone was envious and jealous and complained after hearing this.

"I also want to have a brother like this."

"It's a pity that my mother only gave birth to me."

Everyone's voices stopped abruptly when they saw Jiang Wuyang standing at the door.

Jiang Wuyang seemed not to notice this reaction and walked to his seat and sat down as if nothing had happened.

Silence.

"Eh? Jiang Wuyang, what are you holding in your hand?"

A boy strolled over casually.

Jiang Wuyang ignored him and picked up a book to cover the form on the table.

Because of his introverted personality, he was not as good at speaking as Ruan Anan, and coupled with some rumors, Jiang Wuyang was not very popular in the past and had no deskmate.

At this time, no one saw what the form in her hand was.

The boy who came over stopped in front of her desk.

While Jiang Wuyang wasn't paying attention, he snatched away the form she had hidden under the book.

Smiling triumphantly, he ran out with the form in his hand and read out the contents on the form in a vicious manner.

As he read, the boy felt something was wrong.

This turned out to be an application form for transferring subjects.

In the classroom, everyone's voices quieted down with the boy's voice.

Jiang Wuyang looked at the scene coldly.

Wait until the boy stops.

Jiang Wuyang walked over and kicked him hard in the stomach.

That kick was delivered with full force.

The boy instantly fell onto the desk behind him, his face full of pain.

The desk behind him also fell down.

The books inside were scattered all over the floor.

Everyone was frightened by this sudden scene.

Trembling and daring not to say a word.

If Jiang Wuyang remembered correctly.

In her previous life, everyone knew that she liked Wen Mubai because of this boy.

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