Chapter 41
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Song Yu looks up again at the girl opposite.
Now she looked at him with a smile on her face, looked up to his eyes, and immediately bowed her head. By the way, she stood up her English book to block her face.
“……”
Does it make sense?
Song Yu pulled down the corner of her mouth and ignored her. Her eyes fell on the post again.
After being ridiculed by the group on the 41l floor, someone got back to the point.
After all, in front of the Lord, CP did not dare to be particularly crazy. He suppressed his ecstasy and excitement and wrote a line of words, which was lively, romantic and innocent.
[brother Yu, are you and Xie God studying together? Prepare for the monthly exam? [bared teeth] [shy]
Song Yu and other bored people replied to her.
Your husband Yu Ge: he helped me with my tutoring.
A scream broke out in the forum.
Ah, ah, ah!! What immortal day is today! I'm suddenly motivated again. Help me up, and I can write two math papers.
[my day, don't scare brother Yu away! Go to the special building, where the painting style is normal.
everyone tries to turn the tide and save the painting style.
Ask. [brother Yu, do you want to study hard? ]
Song Yu drooped his eyelids. This is nonsense, he has not studied hard since the beginning of school.
He felt it necessary to explain for himself whether the status of gang Jing made them misunderstand him.
So Song Yu said a few words in this forum.
Teach by example and speak sarcastically.
I have always studied hard. Didn't I come to fight in high school? ]
across the Internet, a group of people: ＂
[I'm sorry]
after being shocked, they burst into deep regret. Looking at their unfinished papers, they felt that they were not worthy of breathing the air of No.1 for a moment.
School bully is studying hard? What qualifications do they have in the water forum!
"Do you like Matcha?"
At this time, Xie Sui came back in line, sat opposite him and asked.
Song Yu put away his mobile phone, saw the small and attractive cake in his hand, and glared slightly, "like it."
Besides mint, his favorite flavor is probably Matcha. Strangely, Xie Sui didn't ask him about his taste when he went.
Song Yu sincerely praised: "we are really clever."
Xie Sui laughed and didn't deny it.
Put the fork in and pass it to him. Last time he went to a supermarket with Song Yu, he basically found out what he liked and didn't have to ask.
"Have you read the notes?"
“……”
Song Yu forked a piece of cake into his mouth. Hearing his words, he was stiff. Half biting the fork, staring at him.
The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.
After he had that dream, he has been restless, which can read books, play mobile phone brush forum to go.
Xie Sui looks at him.
Song Yu's lip color is very light, stained with a bit of cream on it, biting a fork, inexplicably has a clean and tempting feeling.
Xie Sui looked away and said with a smile, "don't cry for me after the monthly exam results come out."
Song Yu swallowed the cake in his mouth. He was very embarrassed and said, "no, I haven't cried in my life. When I go back, I will recite all the things you wrote for me
Xie Sui also said that he wanted to play, but his eyes narrowed when he was so negative.
There were some bad emotions in his heart, such as what Song Yu would look like when he cried.
Of course, the thought is fleeting.
He remembered that Song Yu was very concerned about the monthly examination.
"What will happen if you fail in the exam?"
Out of the cake shop, open the umbrella, Xie Sui asked.
Song Yu forgot the next day and muttered, "I will be called back by my father, and you will never see me again."
Xie Sui:
Hold the umbrella tightly.
Xie Sui stopped for a moment, and then he said with a smile, "let me make a study plan for you."
Although the tone is light, it is irresistible.
"You can stop your tactics on the sea."
A waste of time.
Song Yu: "ah?"
When he said goodbye to Xie Sui, he didn't understand. Why didn't Xie Sui let him do the topic all of a sudden.
What's this guy doing?
Deprive him of the right to study?
Afraid of taking the first place?
Monday, school.
After the morning reading time, the representative of Chinese class came to collect the homework. Song Yu finally got to know the name of this sister. Her name was Jiang chunian. Her name was very poetic and picturesque.
When he was about to receive their group, Ma Xiaoding shook his table behind him: "brother Yu, brother Yu! Can you show me what you wrote in your compositionMa Xiaoding loves Chinese, has no life to learn bully, got the disease of learning bully, especially like to exchange Chinese homework.
Song Yu was particularly satisfied with his composition, which was both deep and wide. It was simply a masterpiece.
Take out the composition to throw back, but also proud of a warning: "only to appreciate, not to learn from."
"Good, good."
Ma Xiaoding opened it excitedly. He was stunned when he saw the title. After reading the full text, people were already withered and their voices were trembling: "Yu Brother Yu, how do I feel that you are a bit biased. Are you not listening to Lao Wang carefully in class
Lao Wang is their Chinese teacher.
Song Yu frowned: "isn't that the eight words? I fell asleep that day in Chinese class and didn't listen to what he said
Ma Xiaoding sent out a wail and lamented: "brother Yu! This eight character is the title that Lao Wang casually looks for. It is not the content of the composition
"Do you still remember the 300 word term goal we handed in? Lao Wang said," if you never forget, there will be a response. "If you persist in doing so, you will get a reward. The content of the composition is to let us say how we intend to achieve the goal."
Song Yu said:
Ma Xiaoding: "this time is linked with the last time. It can be used as a diary, with the theme of how to strive for the goal. You are leaning to the moon. "
Song Yu said:
Why didn't anyone tell him that.
He turned his head to see Xie Sui, who was sleeping. He went over and immediately stabbed him in the arm with a pen. "Xie Sui, Xie Sui, Xie Sui, get up and collect your homework. Did you write your composition yesterday?"
Xie Sui and Song Yu are at the same table. They almost make up for the sleep they didn't sleep in the previous life.
But he was very sleepy, was woken up, after opening his black eyes are also particularly clear, only a slight hoarse voice, with a little nasal, "well, wrote."
Song Yu was eager to prove: "what did you write?"
Think about it a little bit.
Xie Sui, with his arms up, sat up and said, "you."
Song Yu people are stupid. Are the three of them the same homework?
"You wrote about me? You've got a little bit of a problem
"No bias."
Xie Sui had a little smile in his voice. He just woke up, and he was loose and deep.
Staring at him, he naturally said: "my new semester goal is you, I never forget to write about you, not a partial topic."
Song Yu said:
After listening, Ma Xiaoding came to the conclusion: "yes, Xie Shen is already a man sitting at the top of the school. He doesn't need a plan at all. His goal last time was to help you with your study. It's OK to write about you. "
Jiang chunian received their group at this time. Hearing Ma Xiaoding's words, he laughed: "who wrote who wrote what."
She was wearing school uniform, her hair was tied into a ponytail, and her ears had some broken hair. She looked young and pretty, and her skin was white and red, and there were two small pears in the corner of her mouth. Holding a pile of paper in my arms, I still have some quiet and scholarly air on my body.
Ma Xiaoding blushed mysteriously for a moment, and he could not speak.
Xi Bowen helped to explain: "nothing, it's just that Xie Shen wrote Yu Ge in his composition."
Jiang chunian's eyes brightened
Class means that the whole person's temperament has changed.
"What composition?"
Ma Xiaoding's young man's heart is simply not too obvious, scratching his head, or willing to have a good feeling in front of the sister to say a few more words, cough, red face trumpet: "what else composition, just last week's homework ah. Is that true of brother Yu? "
Song Yu couldn't bear it: "yes, shut up!"
Xie Sui smiles.
“！！！”
Jiang chunian's hand shaking slightly with her homework is she really doing it?
Return your homework to your seat.
Jiang chunian held the pen and thought for a long time. He turned his head and said to his deskmate, "I'm going to write on the forum."
Her deskmate is a short hair chubby sister, after class to open the bag of potato chips, a piece of a piece into the mouth, vaguely: "write what? A bully? "
Jiang chunian pursed his lips with a smile of profound significance: "no, high cold school grass."
Deskmate:?? You are crazy! Do you dare to take the God of thanks as the archetype? "
Immersed in his own fantasy, Jiang chunian held his face and said, "what's more, I have to write brother Yu. Last time I asked about the definition domain, I felt that Xie Shen looked at me like he was mentally retarded. I was so ashamed and angry that I wanted to go underground. But you know, just now he looked at Yu brother, his eyes were not like that. When he looked at him, there was a gentle wind in his eyes. "
Deskmate:.... "
666, gentle wind?? There is still wind in my eyes?? It's blind. Most importantly, dare to write brother Yu. You are tired of living.
"Would you like some chips and chips to calm down?"
Jiang chunian can't wait to take out the book and the wall. The corner of his lips can't stop rising: "I can't calm down! I've thought of all the names. You're my dream. "
Deskmate: You must not be read by brother YuJiang chunian straightened out his chest and was confident: "if you send it to a special building, you will never see it in your life."
The first class on Monday was English class. The new English teacher came in and the class was quiet for a few seconds. The male, 30-40 years old, had a little sparse hair. He was wearing a suit, holding a thermos cup in one hand, a teaching plan in the other hand, and a pair of glasses. He looked gentle and elegant.
He simply explained himself, surnamed Cheng, will take over a class in the future and become a class teacher. For ou Yilian's affairs, I don't know, just vaguely.
The new English teacher and head teacher is one of those who seem to have a good temper. They are humorous in teaching and fluent in spoken English. Everyone is very serious in the first section.
At the end of class, Mr. Cheng said, "there are 45 people in our class."
A girl in the first row shook her head: "forty eight, some students didn't come."
Mr. Cheng helped his eyes, took a pen and made some marks on the roster. He said, "forty five, the three students who didn't come will not come in the future."
Ma Xiaoding glared: "this, this, this, Wang CI quit school?"
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Song Yu looks up again at the girl opposite.
Now she looked at him with a smile on her face, looked up to his eyes, and immediately bowed her head. By the way, she stood up her English book to block her face.
“……”
Does it make sense?
Song Yu pulled down the corner of her mouth and ignored her. Her eyes fell on the post again.
After being ridiculed by the group on the 41l floor, someone got back to the point.
After all, in front of the Lord, CP did not dare to be particularly crazy. He suppressed his ecstasy and excitement and wrote a line of words, which was lively, romantic and innocent.
[brother Yu, are you and Xie God studying together? Prepare for the monthly exam? [bared teeth] [shy]
Song Yu and other bored people replied to her.
Your husband Yu Ge: he helped me with my tutoring.
A scream broke out in the forum.
Ah, ah, ah!! What immortal day is today! I'm suddenly motivated again. Help me up, and I can write two math papers.
[my day, don't scare brother Yu away! Go to the special building, where the painting style is normal.
everyone tries to turn the tide and save the painting style.
Ask. [brother Yu, do you want to study hard? ]
Song Yu drooped his eyelids. This is nonsense, he has not studied hard since the beginning of school.
He felt it necessary to explain for himself whether the status of gang Jing made them misunderstand him.
So Song Yu said a few words in this forum.
Teach by example and speak sarcastically.
I have always studied hard. Didn't I come to fight in high school? ]
across the Internet, a group of people: ＂
[I'm sorry]
after being shocked, they burst into deep regret. Looking at their unfinished papers, they felt that they were not worthy of breathing the air of No.1 for a moment.
School bully is studying hard? What qualifications do they have in the water forum!
"Do you like Matcha?"
At this time, Xie Sui came back in line, sat opposite him and asked.
Song Yu put away his mobile phone, saw the small and attractive cake in his hand, and glared slightly, "like it."
Besides mint, his favorite flavor is probably Matcha. Strangely, Xie Sui didn't ask him about his taste when he went.
Song Yu sincerely praised: "we are really clever."
Xie Sui laughed and didn't deny it.
Put the fork in and pass it to him. Last time he went to a supermarket with Song Yu, he basically found out what he liked and didn't have to ask.
"Have you read the notes?"
“……”
Song Yu forked a piece of cake into his mouth. Hearing his words, he was stiff. Half biting the fork, staring at him.
The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.
After he had that dream, he has been restless, which can read books, play mobile phone brush forum to go.
Xie Sui looks at him.
Song Yu's lip color is very light, stained with a bit of cream on it, biting a fork, inexplicably has a clean and tempting feeling.
Xie Sui looked away and said with a smile, "don't cry for me after the monthly exam results come out."
Song Yu swallowed the cake in his mouth. He was very embarrassed and said, "no, I haven't cried in my life. When I go back, I will recite all the things you wrote for me
Xie Sui also said that he wanted to play, but his eyes narrowed when he was so negative.
There were some bad emotions in his heart, such as what Song Yu would look like when he cried.
Of course, the thought is fleeting.
He remembered that Song Yu was very concerned about the monthly examination.
"What will happen if you fail in the exam?"
Out of the cake shop, open the umbrella, Xie Sui asked.
Song Yu forgot the next day and muttered, "I will be called back by my father, and you will never see me again."
Xie Sui:
Hold the umbrella tightly.
Xie Sui stopped for a moment, and then he said with a smile, "let me make a study plan for you."
Although the tone is light, it is irresistible.
"You can stop your tactics on the sea."
A waste of time.
Song Yu: "ah?"
When he said goodbye to Xie Sui, he didn't understand. Why didn't Xie Sui let him do the topic all of a sudden.
What's this guy doing?
Deprive him of the right to study?
Afraid of taking the first place?
Monday, school.
After the morning reading time, the representative of Chinese class came to collect the homework. Song Yu finally got to know the name of this sister. Her name was Jiang chunian. Her name was very poetic and picturesque.
When he was about to receive their group, Ma Xiaoding shook his table behind him: "brother Yu, brother Yu! Can you show me what you wrote in your compositionMa Xiaoding loves Chinese, has no life to learn bully, got the disease of learning bully, especially like to exchange Chinese homework.
Song Yu was particularly satisfied with his composition, which was both deep and wide. It was simply a masterpiece.
Take out the composition to throw back, but also proud of a warning: "only to appreciate, not to learn from."
"Good, good."
Ma Xiaoding opened it excitedly. He was stunned when he saw the title. After reading the full text, people were already withered and their voices were trembling: "Yu Brother Yu, how do I feel that you are a bit biased. Are you not listening to Lao Wang carefully in class
Lao Wang is their Chinese teacher.
Song Yu frowned: "isn't that the eight words? I fell asleep that day in Chinese class and didn't listen to what he said
Ma Xiaoding sent out a wail and lamented: "brother Yu! This eight character is the title that Lao Wang casually looks for. It is not the content of the composition
"Do you still remember the 300 word term goal we handed in? Lao Wang said," if you never forget, there will be a response. "If you persist in doing so, you will get a reward. The content of the composition is to let us say how we intend to achieve the goal."
Song Yu said:
Ma Xiaoding: "this time is linked with the last time. It can be used as a diary, with the theme of how to strive for the goal. You are leaning to the moon. "
Song Yu said:
Why didn't anyone tell him that.
He turned his head to see Xie Sui, who was sleeping. He went over and immediately stabbed him in the arm with a pen. "Xie Sui, Xie Sui, Xie Sui, get up and collect your homework. Did you write your composition yesterday?"
Xie Sui and Song Yu are at the same table. They almost make up for the sleep they didn't sleep in the previous life.
But he was very sleepy, was woken up, after opening his black eyes are also particularly clear, only a slight hoarse voice, with a little nasal, "well, wrote."
Song Yu was eager to prove: "what did you write?"
Think about it a little bit.
Xie Sui, with his arms up, sat up and said, "you."
Song Yu people are stupid. Are the three of them the same homework?
"You wrote about me? You've got a little bit of a problem
"No bias."
Xie Sui had a little smile in his voice. He just woke up, and he was loose and deep.
Staring at him, he naturally said: "my new semester goal is you, I never forget to write about you, not a partial topic."
Song Yu said:
After listening, Ma Xiaoding came to the conclusion: "yes, Xie Shen is already a man sitting at the top of the school. He doesn't need a plan at all. His goal last time was to help you with your study. It's OK to write about you. "
Jiang chunian received their group at this time. Hearing Ma Xiaoding's words, he laughed: "who wrote who wrote what."
She was wearing school uniform, her hair was tied into a ponytail, and her ears had some broken hair. She looked young and pretty, and her skin was white and red, and there were two small pears in the corner of her mouth. Holding a pile of paper in my arms, I still have some quiet and scholarly air on my body.
Ma Xiaoding blushed mysteriously for a moment, and he could not speak.
Xi Bowen helped to explain: "nothing, it's just that Xie Shen wrote Yu Ge in his composition."
Jiang chunian's eyes brightened
Class means that the whole person's temperament has changed.
"What composition?"
Ma Xiaoding's young man's heart is simply not too obvious, scratching his head, or willing to have a good feeling in front of the sister to say a few more words, cough, red face trumpet: "what else composition, just last week's homework ah. Is that true of brother Yu? "
Song Yu couldn't bear it: "yes, shut up!"
Xie Sui smiles.
“！！！”
Jiang chunian's hand shaking slightly with her homework is she really doing it?
Return your homework to your seat.
Jiang chunian held the pen and thought for a long time. He turned his head and said to his deskmate, "I'm going to write on the forum."
Her deskmate is a short hair chubby sister, after class to open the bag of potato chips, a piece of a piece into the mouth, vaguely: "write what? A bully? "
Jiang chunian pursed his lips with a smile of profound significance: "no, high cold school grass."
Deskmate:?? You are crazy! Do you dare to take the God of thanks as the archetype? "
Immersed in his own fantasy, Jiang chunian held his face and said, "what's more, I have to write brother Yu. Last time I asked about the definition domain, I felt that Xie Shen looked at me like he was mentally retarded. I was so ashamed and angry that I wanted to go underground. But you know, just now he looked at Yu brother, his eyes were not like that. When he looked at him, there was a gentle wind in his eyes. "
Deskmate:.... "
666, gentle wind?? There is still wind in my eyes?? It's blind. Most importantly, dare to write brother Yu. You are tired of living.
"Would you like some chips and chips to calm down?"
Jiang chunian can't wait to take out the book and the wall. The corner of his lips can't stop rising: "I can't calm down! I've thought of all the names. You're my dream. "
Deskmate: You must not be read by brother YuJiang chunian straightened out his chest and was confident: "if you send it to a special building, you will never see it in your life."
The first class on Monday was English class. The new English teacher came in and the class was quiet for a few seconds. The male, 30-40 years old, had a little sparse hair. He was wearing a suit, holding a thermos cup in one hand, a teaching plan in the other hand, and a pair of glasses. He looked gentle and elegant.
He simply explained himself, surnamed Cheng, will take over a class in the future and become a class teacher. For ou Yilian's affairs, I don't know, just vaguely.
The new English teacher and head teacher is one of those who seem to have a good temper. They are humorous in teaching and fluent in spoken English. Everyone is very serious in the first section.
At the end of class, Mr. Cheng said, "there are 45 people in our class."
A girl in the first row shook her head: "forty eight, some students didn't come."
Mr. Cheng helped his eyes, took a pen and made some marks on the roster. He said, "forty five, the three students who didn't come will not come in the future."
Ma Xiaoding glared: "this, this, this, Wang CI quit school?"
Song Yu looks up again at the girl opposite. Now she looked at him with a smile on her face, looked up to his eyes, and immediately bowed her head. By the way, she stood up her English book to block her face. Does it make sense? Song Yu pulled down the corner of her mouth and ignored her. Her eyes fell on the post again. After being ridiculed by the group on the 41l floor, someone got back to the point. After all, in front of the Lord, CP did not dare to be particularly crazy. He suppressed his ecstasy and excitement and wrote a line of words, which was lively, romantic and innocent. brother Yu, are you and Xie God studying together? Prepare for the monthly exam? bared teeth shy Song Yu and other bored people replied to her. Your husband Yu Ge: he helped me with my tutoring. A scream broke out in the forum. Ah, ah, ah!! What immortal day is today! I'm suddenly motivated again. Help me up, and I can write two math papers. my day, don't scare brother Yu away! Go to the special building, where the painting style is normal. everyone tries to turn the tide and save the painting style. Ask. brother Yu, do you want to study hard? Song Yu drooped his eyelids. This is nonsense, he has not studied hard since the beginning of school. He felt it necessary to explain for himself whether the status of gang Jing made them misunderstand him. So Song Yu said a few words in this forum. Teach by example and speak sarcastically. I have always studied hard. Didn't I come to fight in high school? across the Internet, a group of people: I'm sorry after being shocked, they burst into deep regret. Looking at their unfinished papers, they felt that they were not worthy of breathing the air of No.1 for a moment. School bully is studying hard? What qualifications do they have in the water forum! "Do you like Matcha?" At this time, Xie Sui came back in line, sat opposite him and asked. Song Yu put away his mobile phone, saw the small and attractive cake in his hand, and glared slightly, "like it." Besides mint, his favorite flavor is probably Matcha. Strangely, Xie Sui didn't ask him about his taste when he went. Song Yu sincerely praised: "we are really clever." Xie Sui laughed and didn't deny it. Put the fork in and pass it to him. Last time he went to a supermarket with Song Yu, he basically found out what he liked and didn't have to ask. "Have you read the notes?" Song Yu forked a piece of cake into his mouth. Hearing his words, he was stiff. Half biting the fork, staring at him. The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward. After he had that dream, he has been restless, which can read books, play mobile phone brush forum to go. Xie Sui looks at him. Song Yu's lip color is very light, stained with a bit of cream on it, biting a fork, inexplicably has a clean and tempting feeling. Xie Sui looked away and said with a smile, "don't cry for me after the monthly exam results come out." Song Yu swallowed the cake in his mouth. He was very embarrassed and said, "no, I haven't cried in my life. When I go back, I will recite all the things you wrote for me Xie Sui also said that he wanted to play, but his eyes narrowed when he was so negative. There were some bad emotions in his heart, such as what Song Yu would look like when he cried. Of course, the thought is fleeting. He remembered that Song Yu was very concerned about the monthly examination. "What will happen if you fail in the exam?" Out of the cake shop, open the umbrella, Xie Sui asked. Song Yu forgot the next day and muttered, "I will be called back by my father, and you will never see me again." Xie Sui: Hold the umbrella tightly. Xie Sui stopped for a moment, and then he said with a smile, "let me make a study plan for you." Although the tone is light, it is irresistible. "You can stop your tactics on the sea." A waste of time. Song Yu: "ah?" When he said goodbye to Xie Sui, he didn't understand. Why didn't Xie Sui let him do the topic all of a sudden. What's this guy doing? Deprive him of the right to study? Afraid of taking the first place? Monday, school. After the morning reading time, the representative of Chinese class came to collect the homework. Song Yu finally got to know the name of this sister. Her name was Jiang chunian. Her name was very poetic and picturesque. When he was about to receive their group, Ma Xiaoding shook his table behind him: "brother Yu, brother Yu! Can you show me what you wrote in your compositionMa Xiaoding loves Chinese, has no life to learn bully, got the disease of learning bully, especially like to exchange Chinese homework. Song Yu was particularly satisfied with his composition, which was both deep and wide. It was simply a masterpiece. Take out the composition to throw back, but also proud of a warning: "only to appreciate, not to learn from." "Good, good." Ma Xiaoding opened it excitedly. He was stunned when he saw the title. After reading the full text, people were already withered and their voices were trembling: "Yu Brother Yu, how do I feel that you are a bit biased. Are you not listening to Lao Wang carefully in class Lao Wang is their Chinese teacher. Song Yu frowned: "isn't that the eight words? I fell asleep that day in Chinese class and didn't listen to what he said Ma Xiaoding sent out a wail and lamented: "brother Yu! This eight character is the title that Lao Wang casually looks for. It is not the content of the composition "Do you still remember the 300 word term goal we handed in? Lao Wang said," if you never forget, there will be a response. "If you persist in doing so, you will get a reward. The content of the composition is to let us say how we intend to achieve the goal." Song Yu said: Ma Xiaoding: "this time is linked with the last time. It can be used as a diary, with the theme of how to strive for the goal. You are leaning to the moon. " Song Yu said: Why didn't anyone tell him that. He turned his head to see Xie Sui, who was sleeping. He went over and immediately stabbed him in the arm with a pen. "Xie Sui, Xie Sui, Xie Sui, get up and collect your homework. Did you write your composition yesterday?" Xie Sui and Song Yu are at the same table. They almost make up for the sleep they didn't sleep in the previous life. But he was very sleepy, was woken up, after opening his black eyes are also particularly clear, only a slight hoarse voice, with a little nasal, "well, wrote." Song Yu was eager to prove: "what did you write?" Think about it a little bit. Xie Sui, with his arms up, sat up and said, "you." Song Yu people are stupid. Are the three of them the same homework? "You wrote about me? You've got a little bit of a problem "No bias." Xie Sui had a little smile in his voice. He just woke up, and he was loose and deep. Staring at him, he naturally said: "my new semester goal is you, I never forget to write about you, not a partial topic." Song Yu said: After listening, Ma Xiaoding came to the conclusion: "yes, Xie Shen is already a man sitting at the top of the school. He doesn't need a plan at all. His goal last time was to help you with your study. It's OK to write about you. " Jiang chunian received their group at this time. Hearing Ma Xiaoding's words, he laughed: "who wrote who wrote what." She was wearing school uniform, her hair was tied into a ponytail, and her ears had some broken hair. She looked young and pretty, and her skin was white and red, and there were two small pears in the corner of her mouth. Holding a pile of paper in my arms, I still have some quiet and scholarly air on my body. Ma Xiaoding blushed mysteriously for a moment, and he could not speak. Xi Bowen helped to explain: "nothing, it's just that Xie Shen wrote Yu Ge in his composition." Jiang chunian's eyes brightened Class means that the whole person's temperament has changed. "What composition?" Ma Xiaoding's young man's heart is simply not too obvious, scratching his head, or willing to have a good feeling in front of the sister to say a few more words, cough, red face trumpet: "what else composition, just last week's homework ah. Is that true of brother Yu? " Song Yu couldn't bear it: "yes, shut up!" Xie Sui smiles. Jiang chunian's hand shaking slightly with her homework is she really doing it? Return your homework to your seat. Jiang chunian held the pen and thought for a long time. He turned his head and said to his deskmate, "I'm going to write on the forum." Her deskmate is a short hair chubby sister, after class to open the bag of potato chips, a piece of a piece into the mouth, vaguely: "write what? A bully? " Jiang chunian pursed his lips with a smile of profound significance: "no, high cold school grass." Deskmate:?? You are crazy! Do you dare to take the God of thanks as the archetype? " Immersed in his own fantasy, Jiang chunian held his face and said, "what's more, I have to write brother Yu. Last time I asked about the definition domain, I felt that Xie Shen looked at me like he was mentally retarded. I was so ashamed and angry that I wanted to go underground. But you know, just now he looked at Yu brother, his eyes were not like that. When he looked at him, there was a gentle wind in his eyes. " Deskmate:.... " 666, gentle wind?? There is still wind in my eyes?? It's blind. Most importantly, dare to write brother Yu. You are tired of living. "Would you like some chips and chips to calm down?" Jiang chunian can't wait to take out the book and the wall. The corner of his lips can't stop rising: "I can't calm down! I've thought of all the names. You're my dream. " Deskmate: You must not be read by brother YuJiang chunian straightened out his chest and was confident: "if you send it to a special building, you will never see it in your life." The first class on Monday was English class. The new English teacher came in and the class was quiet for a few seconds. The male, 30-40 years old, had a little sparse hair. He was wearing a suit, holding a thermos cup in one hand, a teaching plan in the other hand, and a pair of glasses. He looked gentle and elegant. He simply explained himself, surnamed Cheng, will take over a class in the future and become a class teacher. For ou Yilian's affairs, I don't know, just vaguely. The new English teacher and head teacher is one of those who seem to have a good temper. They are humorous in teaching and fluent in spoken English. Everyone is very serious in the first section. At the end of class, Mr. Cheng said, "there are 45 people in our class." A girl in the first row shook her head: "forty eight, some students didn't come." Mr. Cheng helped his eyes, took a pen and made some marks on the roster. He said, "forty five, the three students who didn't come will not come in the future." Ma Xiaoding glared: "this, this, this, Wang CI quit school?"
