Chapter 4782 He Is Not Zhao Xiaojing

Although Zhao Yuanjing has a preliminary understanding of the rules of this world.

However, I still feel confused about some of the underlying hidden rules.

Especially after hearing the story of this famous book, he became even more confused.

Could it be that in Yun Dai's world, adoptive fathers and adopted daughters, elders and younger generations can also become husband and wife?

Then it is not difficult for him to understand why Yun Dai has other thoughts about the little emperor's uncle.

As soon as he said this, the classroom burst into laughter.

Qian Juan looked around angrily: "Why are you laughing? How many of you have read the book The Count of Monte Cristo?"

"I have read it." Monitor Han Yu raised his hand.

"And I."

Another boy also raised his hand.

The rest is almost gone.

"How dare you laugh when you haven't even read it? Have I emphasized many times that reading is indispensable if you want to improve your Chinese language performance? You must read all famous works at home and abroad!" Qian Juan has a habit of banging on the table when training students. , who was not on the podium at the moment, she knocked on Zhao Yuanjing's desk, "Keep writing, and when you're done, hand it in and you can leave."

The students had to go back and continue writing.

Only Han Yu did not move.

She couldn't hide her shock at this moment.

Zhao Xiaojing...

Are you actually listening to recordings of English versions of foreign masterpieces?

Is his English so good?

His English failed in the last monthly test.

Han Yu stared at Zhao Yuanjing's face, feeling extremely confused and didn't understand why Zhao Xiaojing suddenly changed so much.

It’s not just grades that change.

In fact, his entire aura had undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, Zhao Xiaojing had long hair, hung his head all day long, and hid in the corner, silent. Like a shadow.

And now Zhao Xiaojing still doesn't pay much attention to people.

But that kind of indifference gives people the impression of being cold and too lazy to respond. He is not the unsociable and lonely person he used to be.

His demeanor, eyes, and temperament.

All different.

Maybe others won't find it.

But Han Yu is different.

From the first day of junior high school, to be precise, from the day of the first report, when she saw Zhao Xiaojing sitting alone in the corner, she secretly hid her secret love.

Yes.

She, a good girl in the eyes of outsiders, a class monitor who was confident that she had good grades, actually had a crush on the boy with the worst grades in the class!

Such a gap made her feel ashamed.

She didn't want to admit it at all.

But she couldn't control herself from paying attention to Zhao Xiaojing's every move.

For three years, she got to know Zhao Xiaojing better than anyone else.

Ever since he opened an account on a social networking site, the first fan to follow him was Han Yu’s trumpet.

While Han Yu was being a good girl with excellent grades, she was secretly obsessed with everything about Zhao Xiaojing.

She downloaded each of his COS characters, printed them out, and carefully kept them in a thick photo album.

Zhao Xiaojing's every move, every frown, trance, and sadness.

She saw it all.

Han Yu stared motionlessly at the boy who was sitting in Zhao Xiaojing's seat, plugging in his earphones and reading a super textbook.

A terrible thought suddenly occurred in her mind.

That person, he is not Zhao Xiaojing.

This thought made Han Yu break out in a cold sweat on his back in the warm May weather.

He is not Zhao Xiaojing.

No, how could he not be?

He looks exactly like Zhao Xiaojing.

But if you look closely, everything is different.