Chapter 639
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I talked with Bao's children for a while. Then this guy washed dirty socks and clothes for Wu Tianhua and his gang. He also took me to the school canteen to buy daily necessities. In the canteen, I bought two bottles of water and handed him one. Unexpectedly, this guy was a little flattered. He kept saying thank you to me three times, which made me wonder. Then when he came back, he became more talkative when talking to me and helped me carry a pile of daily necessities.
I looked at his enthusiasm and vaguely understood that this guy was ugly and fat. He must be a cowardly little man bullied by everyone in school. It is estimated that few people intended to make friends with him, so even my attitude towards ordinary friends makes him very happy?
When I returned to my bedroom, Bao Zidi made my bed for me. Then he seemed to think of something and began to talk about the matter that I had just thrown away Wu Tianhua's dirty socks. He also earnestly advised me not to compete with Wu Tianhua in the future, otherwise I would regret it.
I shrugged and disapproved. Seeing my attitude, steamed stuffed bun brother sighed that I would suffer sooner or later.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, when the class bell rang, director Peng appeared late at the door of our dormitory and personally took me to class 5, grade 2, senior high school.
After all, Guangzhou is a big city and Tianhe District is also one of the most prosperous areas. The buildings of Wenhua university are much more beautiful and atmospheric than those of our No. 2 middle school in Lihai city. Of course, I don't think the students here are as simple as those on our side. Boys seem to drag one by one. Girls almost put on some makeup. They wear light lipstick at a young age and dress up very enchanting.
In the afternoon of class 5, grade 2, I just wanted to answer this girl named Zhou qianmin, but suddenly I felt a cold look glared at me on the podium. I quickly raised my head and looked at Zhang Qingqing. Then I saw that she had just moved her eyes expressionless. I wondered: did she stare at me when she saw Zhou qianmin talking to me at the bottom?
On such a thought, I dare not talk to Zhou qianmin. First, it's class time. In the past, Zhang Qingqing hated my inattention in class. Second, because Zhou qianmin dressed up a little coquettish, not like a good girl. Zhang Qingqing is still in an emotional crisis with me now. I'd better not provoke other girls.
So I didn't pay attention to Zhou qianmin, but listened to the class seriously. My Chinese ability is very good, so when Zhang Qingqing gave a lecture and asked questions, I raised my hand on every question in order to please her and wanted to show myself in front of her. But Zhang Qingqing didn't ask me a question once. Even if no one in the class raised his hand and I raised my hand alone, she didn't ask me a question, but shouted a question at random, which made my face black with anger.
Also angry is my new deskmate Zhou qianmin. She is very beautiful and dressed very demon at a young age. It's estimated that those boys slurred at her on weekdays. Now she took the initiative to say hello to me. I ignored her, which immediately hurt her self-esteem and made her very angry when she was curious and interested in me. I don't know she even hates me. She has already thought of telling someone to clean me up in her heart.
Not long after class, the bell rang. After Zhang Qingqing announced that class was over, she walked on high heels and turned to leave the classroom.
I quickly grabbed the Chinese textbook on the desktop and ran after it. I shouted, "Miss Zhang, I don't understand the content of the textbook very well. Can you tell me?"
I don't know whether Zhang Qingqing is out of the professional ethics of teachers, or because she wants to talk to me in her heart, she stopped and asked me what questions to say?
I casually pointed to a place in the textbook and said here. Seeing that it was a very simple knowledge point, Zhang Qingqing sneered in her eyes. She sat down at the podium and gave me a look of opening a small stove to guide my homework, but said coldly: "Chen Yu, what kind of tricks do you want to play?"
I leaned over to her, looked at the textbook on the desk, pretended to listen to the teacher carefully, and whispered, "Qingqing, stop making trouble, forgive me, okay?"
Zhang Qingqing didn't speak, but sneered: "ha ha!"
Many students in the class used the ten minute break to go shopping or play in the playground. The rest of the students in the classroom just glanced at me and Zhang Qingqing on the podium and thought I was asking the class teacher about the subject. A few male students turned their lips and muttered about what good students to install and compare goods, and then they didn't look at me any more.
"Hehe, what the hell is it?"
"People who laugh."
"Shit, don't be so abstruse. In the final analysis, forgive me or not?"
"What do you think?"
I feel guilty about Zhang Qingqing, but after all, I am also a boy with strong self-esteem. Zhang Qingqing always ha ha. My attitude directly annoys me a little. And now I pretend to ask my homework. Our heads are close together. My nose can smell the familiar fragrance of her body, and even vaguely feel the temperature of her white, red, pink and tender face.
As soon as my brain was hot, I directly and boldly licked her pretty face with my tongue, and then looked at her with a little provocative eyes. Tell you to mess with me, then I'll mess with you!
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I talked with Bao's children for a while. Then this guy washed dirty socks and clothes for Wu Tianhua and his gang. He also took me to the school canteen to buy daily necessities. In the canteen, I bought two bottles of water and handed him one. Unexpectedly, this guy was a little flattered. He kept saying thank you to me three times, which made me wonder. Then when he came back, he became more talkative when talking to me and helped me carry a pile of daily necessities.
I looked at his enthusiasm and vaguely understood that this guy was ugly and fat. He must be a cowardly little man bullied by everyone in school. It is estimated that few people intended to make friends with him, so even my attitude towards ordinary friends makes him very happy?
When I returned to my bedroom, Bao Zidi made my bed for me. Then he seemed to think of something and began to talk about the matter that I had just thrown away Wu Tianhua's dirty socks. He also earnestly advised me not to compete with Wu Tianhua in the future, otherwise I would regret it.
I shrugged and disapproved. Seeing my attitude, steamed stuffed bun brother sighed that I would suffer sooner or later.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, when the class bell rang, director Peng appeared late at the door of our dormitory and personally took me to class 5, grade 2, senior high school.
After all, Guangzhou is a big city and Tianhe District is also one of the most prosperous areas. The buildings of Wenhua university are much more beautiful and atmospheric than those of our No. 2 middle school in Lihai city. Of course, I don't think the students here are as simple as those on our side. Boys seem to drag one by one. Girls almost put on some makeup. They wear light lipstick at a young age and dress up very enchanting.
In the afternoon of class 5, grade 2, I just wanted to answer this girl named Zhou qianmin, but suddenly I felt a cold look glared at me on the podium. I quickly raised my head and looked at Zhang Qingqing. Then I saw that she had just moved her eyes expressionless. I wondered: did she stare at me when she saw Zhou qianmin talking to me at the bottom?
On such a thought, I dare not talk to Zhou qianmin. First, it's class time. In the past, Zhang Qingqing hated my inattention in class. Second, because Zhou qianmin dressed up a little coquettish, not like a good girl. Zhang Qingqing is still in an emotional crisis with me now. I'd better not provoke other girls.
So I didn't pay attention to Zhou qianmin, but listened to the class seriously. My Chinese ability is very good, so when Zhang Qingqing gave a lecture and asked questions, I raised my hand on every question in order to please her and wanted to show myself in front of her. But Zhang Qingqing didn't ask me a question once. Even if no one in the class raised his hand and I raised my hand alone, she didn't ask me a question, but shouted a question at random, which made my face black with anger.
Also angry is my new deskmate Zhou qianmin. She is very beautiful and dressed very demon at a young age. It's estimated that those boys slurred at her on weekdays. Now she took the initiative to say hello to me. I ignored her, which immediately hurt her self-esteem and made her very angry when she was curious and interested in me. I don't know she even hates me. She has already thought of telling someone to clean me up in her heart.
Not long after class, the bell rang. After Zhang Qingqing announced that class was over, she walked on high heels and turned to leave the classroom.
I quickly grabbed the Chinese textbook on the desktop and ran after it. I shouted, "Miss Zhang, I don't understand the content of the textbook very well. Can you tell me?"
I don't know whether Zhang Qingqing is out of the professional ethics of teachers, or because she wants to talk to me in her heart, she stopped and asked me what questions to say?
I casually pointed to a place in the textbook and said here. Seeing that it was a very simple knowledge point, Zhang Qingqing sneered in her eyes. She sat down at the podium and gave me a look of opening a small stove to guide my homework, but said coldly: "Chen Yu, what kind of tricks do you want to play?"
I leaned over to her, looked at the textbook on the desk, pretended to listen to the teacher carefully, and whispered, "Qingqing, stop making trouble, forgive me, okay?"
Zhang Qingqing didn't speak, but sneered: "ha ha!"
Many students in the class used the ten minute break to go shopping or play in the playground. The rest of the students in the classroom just glanced at me and Zhang Qingqing on the podium and thought I was asking the class teacher about the subject. A few male students turned their lips and muttered about what good students to install and compare goods, and then they didn't look at me any more.
"Hehe, what the hell is it?"
"People who laugh."
"Shit, don't be so abstruse. In the final analysis, forgive me or not?"
"What do you think?"
I feel guilty about Zhang Qingqing, but after all, I am also a boy with strong self-esteem. Zhang Qingqing always ha ha. My attitude directly annoys me a little. And now I pretend to ask my homework. Our heads are close together. My nose can smell the familiar fragrance of her body, and even vaguely feel the temperature of her white, red, pink and tender face.
As soon as my brain was hot, I directly and boldly licked her pretty face with my tongue, and then looked at her with a little provocative eyes. Tell you to mess with me, then I'll mess with you!
I talked with Bao's children for a while. Then this guy washed dirty socks and clothes for Wu Tianhua and his gang. He also took me to the school canteen to buy daily necessities. In the canteen, I bought two bottles of water and handed him one. Unexpectedly, this guy was a little flattered. He kept saying thank you to me three times, which made me wonder. Then when he came back, he became more talkative when talking to me and helped me carry a pile of daily necessities.I looked at his enthusiasm and vaguely understood that this guy was ugly and fat. He must be a cowardly little man bullied by everyone in school. It is estimated that few people intended to make friends with him, so even my attitude towards ordinary friends makes him very happy?When I returned to my bedroom, Bao Zidi made my bed for me. Then he seemed to think of something and began to talk about the matter that I had just thrown away Wu Tianhua's dirty socks. He also earnestly advised me not to compete with Wu Tianhua in the future, otherwise I would regret it.I shrugged and disapproved. Seeing my attitude, steamed stuffed bun brother sighed that I would suffer sooner or later.At two o'clock in the afternoon, when the class bell rang, director Peng appeared late at the door of our dormitory and personally took me to class 5, grade 2, senior high school.After all, Guangzhou is a big city and Tianhe District is also one of the most prosperous areas. The buildings of Wenhua university are much more beautiful and atmospheric than those of our No. 2 middle school in Lihai city. Of course, I don't think the students here are as simple as those on our side. Boys seem to drag one by one. Girls almost put on some makeup. They wear light lipstick at a young age and dress up very enchanting.In the afternoon of class 5, grade 2, I just wanted to answer this girl named Zhou qianmin, but suddenly I felt a cold look glared at me on the podium. I quickly raised my head and looked at Zhang Qingqing. Then I saw that she had just moved her eyes expressionless. I wondered: did she stare at me when she saw Zhou qianmin talking to me at the bottom?On such a thought, I dare not talk to Zhou qianmin. First, it's class time. In the past, Zhang Qingqing hated my inattention in class. Second, because Zhou qianmin dressed up a little coquettish, not like a good girl. Zhang Qingqing is still in an emotional crisis with me now. I'd better not provoke other girls.So I didn't pay attention to Zhou qianmin, but listened to the class seriously. My Chinese ability is very good, so when Zhang Qingqing gave a lecture and asked questions, I raised my hand on every question in order to please her and wanted to show myself in front of her. But Zhang Qingqing didn't ask me a question once. Even if no one in the class raised his hand and I raised my hand alone, she didn't ask me a question, but shouted a question at random, which made my face black with anger.Also angry is my new deskmate Zhou qianmin. She is very beautiful and dressed very demon at a young age. It's estimated that those boys slurred at her on weekdays. Now she took the initiative to say hello to me. I ignored her, which immediately hurt her self-esteem and made her very angry when she was curious and interested in me. I don't know she even hates me. She has already thought of telling someone to clean me up in her heart.Not long after class, the bell rang. After Zhang Qingqing announced that class was over, she walked on high heels and turned to leave the classroom.I quickly grabbed the Chinese textbook on the desktop and ran after it. I shouted, "Miss Zhang, I don't understand the content of the textbook very well. Can you tell me?"I don't know whether Zhang Qingqing is out of the professional ethics of teachers, or because she wants to talk to me in her heart, she stopped and asked me what questions to say?I casually pointed to a place in the textbook and said here. Seeing that it was a very simple knowledge point, Zhang Qingqing sneered in her eyes. She sat down at the podium and gave me a look of opening a small stove to guide my homework, but said coldly: "Chen Yu, what kind of tricks do you want to play?"I leaned over to her, looked at the textbook on the desk, pretended to listen to the teacher carefully, and whispered, "Qingqing, stop making trouble, forgive me, okay?"Zhang Qingqing didn't speak, but sneered: "ha ha!"Many students in the class used the ten minute break to go shopping or play in the playground. The rest of the students in the classroom just glanced at me and Zhang Qingqing on the podium and thought I was asking the class teacher about the subject. A few male students turned their lips and muttered about what good students to install and compare goods, and then they didn't look at me any more."Hehe, what the hell is it?""People who laugh.""Shit, don't be so abstruse. In the final analysis, forgive me or not?""What do you think?"I feel guilty about Zhang Qingqing, but after all, I am also a boy with strong self-esteem. Zhang Qingqing always ha ha. My attitude directly annoys me a little. And now I pretend to ask my homework. Our heads are close together. My nose can smell the familiar fragrance of her body, and even vaguely feel the temperature of her white, red, pink and tender face.As soon as my brain was hot, I directly and boldly licked her pretty face with my tongue, and then looked at her with a little provocative eyes. Tell you to mess with me, then I'll mess with you!
