Jiang Lingzhi followed behind them and pointed upstairs.""Third floor, class eight."
The two boys carried their books and continued to walk upstairs briskly.
They found a new classroom.
There were already many students in the classroom.
Although they were newly assigned classes, there were still many people chatting inside.
Jiang Ling knew that she was not familiar with the people in her class, and she did not know anyone from the other classes.
He looked around and saw two familiar faces in the last row of the first group.
It was her former classmate from Class 7.
The other was Wang Kang, who she had once changed his seat and said that he would go through hell for her.
The other was Guo Cong, who used to sit behind her.
Although he didn't talk much before, he was still a familiar face.
The boy was still carrying his books and waiting for her to go in and find a seat."Sister Zhi, where should I put this book?"
