Chapter 82: Experimental products (3)

Today is Monday. Two days have passed since the identity exchange between Axin and Jiang Cancan.
The two agreed to wait at the entrance of the school to enter the school together. When A Xin arrived at the entrance of the school, Jiang Cancan was already waiting there. Carrying an old school bag, wearing new and old clothes, looking around.
As soon as she appeared, Jiang Cancan waved at her happily and shouted: "Jiang Cancan, Jiang Cancan, I am here, come here quickly! You are so slow."
At that moment, the corner of Axin's mouth rose unconsciously, while she observed the people around her eyes. When Jiang Cancan shouted out the words "Jiang Cancan", they were really not surprised at all, as if Yu Xin was really Jiang Cancan.
"Jiang Cancan, what are you ink on?" Jiang Cancan walked over and took Axin's hand. Axin felt the other person's body trembling, and his heart understood, even if he was born again, this terrible and dark in front of him could not see the end In the world, Jiang Cancan's heart is still full of fear.
But Jiang Cancan was born to be an optimist, and he always showed great care. It makes people think that she is not afraid, in fact, she is afraid of death in her heart.
She also grabbed Jiang Cancan's arm and gave it a firm grip. Jiang Cancan seemed to understand that this was comforting her. She turned her head to her with a bright smile, her finger ticked in her palm and wrote three words. :I'm not afraid.
Why are you not afraid?
A Xin smiled with his head buried, without saying much, the two walked into the classroom arm in arm.
When they came to the classroom, the students all called Jiang Cancan Yu Xin and Ah Xin Jiang Cancan, and they accepted it. A Xin found that these people had never been surprised when they accepted their identity so lightly to them.
She believed her own eyes very much and never missed the performance of everyone in the class. Unlike Chen Meilan, the other party's eyes will show some surprises and doubts.
She was silent and continued to observe the performance of these people, always discovering something.
The first lesson was mathematics, and the mathematics teacher took her to do the questions. It's natural to call her Jiang Cancan, and she goes up indifferently, and she has no doubts about Jiang Canchan.
In the micro-expression of the math teacher, she did not see any surprises, as if she was really Jiang Cancan.