Zhang Ningzhi couldn't help but look sad when she thought about tomorrow's parent-teacher meeting.
I'm a little concerned about how the parent-teacher meeting of the Olympiad class will be held, and what the class teacher will say tomorrow. Results, class performance, and puppy love in the college entrance examination will still be emphasized.
"Silly, I must choose Pineapple Blowing Snow. The single target limit is the highest." Li Hua and Jiang Nian argued, "A mecha that can explode blood is invincible."
"Fuck, did your explosion of blood come from a good idea?" Jiang Nian refused, "Brother Cheng is stable. As long as you activate the Let's Go dungeon, you can still win the headwind game."
"Akaashi, if you say so, there is something wrong with the animation's combat power settings." Li Hua expressed doubts and continued to demonstrate with examples of Aba and Aba, pointing to the table excitedly.
Zhang Ningzhi: "."
The joys and sorrows of people are never connected to each other.
Qian Bao had just entered the classroom. Amidst the enthusiastic morning reading sound like boiling water, she saw Li Hua and Jiang Nian reading loudly from a distance, speaking very fast, and she couldn't help but feel happy.
No matter what day it is, Li Hua started to work hard to memorize words.
Today's little boys really have no warning when they work hard. They think that only puppy love can give them goals, such as vowing to take the x university exam together.
Hee hee, my face turned red, so desperate.
How many conversations have you had?
Qian Bao approached quietly, and the voices of Li Hua and Jiang Nian became clearer and clearer.
"Still not right."
Li Hua was talking eloquently when he suddenly noticed that Jiang Nian's expression changed.
He realized something and immediately fell silent. In addition to being embarrassed, he felt that he should say something now. After holding it in for a few seconds, something popped out of his mouth.
"Abandon."
Jiang Nian watched Qian Bao carrying Li Hua away and couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.
"If you really can't live, you can just bite the gel pen."
Run and exercise at noon.
The radio was loud and the sunshine in the corridor was perfect. Many people chose to go for a run. It was time for activities, and it was boring to stay in the classroom all the time.
Dong Wensong approached the sports committee member Liu Yang and said while covering his cheek.
"Liu Yang, I have a toothache."
Liu Yang was stunned and thought for a while.
"Shall I blow you?"
Dong Wensong's expression changed and he silently took a step back.
"What I mean is that I can't run and do exercises anymore. My toothache hurts and my head hurts."
"Okay, okay, if the head teacher asks me, I will tell the truth." Liu Yang was not sure, "If you have a toothache, you can try holding some warm water in your mouth."
"OK."
After Liu Yang left, Dong Wensong smiled.
After returning to his seat, Dog Basket leaned back on the chair.
I thought it was difficult to ask for leave for running exercises, but I just asked for leave by myself, easily.
There were not many people left in the class at this time. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Nian, Chen Yunyun, Wang Yuhe and the others preparing to leave the classroom together, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.
I'm pretty good with girls, but it's of no use.
It's not sour, it's the truth.
If you have a good relationship with a girl, wouldn't it be the same for you to do gymnastics? You'll be sweating profusely, and you'll be as tired as a dog. Doesn't it matter if you're handsome? I won't still charge you a betrothal gift.
It's hard to be fooled by others, like a dog licker.
Dong Wensong was cursing vigorously in his heart, when suddenly he saw Jiang Nian turning around and looking at him. Almost at that moment, the hairs on his body almost stood up.
No, can he hear it?
However, Jiang Nian just glanced at him and turned around. He said something to the two girls next to him, and then both girls laughed.
Dong Wensong was shocked and scared, a little guilty and a little angry.
Are you making fun of yourself?
Three seconds later, he saw Jiang Nian turn around and throw out a pen. The thing drew a graceful arc in the air and fell into the pen holder accurately.
Dong Wensong was stunned. It turned out that he was not looking at himself.
Just listening to the exclamations of the two girls at the door, he began to feel uncomfortable again. There were not many people in the classroom, so why did he pretend to be a passerby?
Is it cool to throw away a pen? Do you have to buy a new one if it runs out of water?
Isn’t this a pure waste of money, a waste of parents’ money? Did you buy it with your own money? If it were me, I would definitely not dare to do this, it would be too!! I would look like a fool!
Unknowingly, Dong Wensong's face turned red and warm.
Go down the stairs from the corridor.
Wang Yuhe still couldn't hold it back and asked curiously.
"How do you throw it so accurately?"
Jiang Nian remained calm and asked deliberately.
"Just throw it in and go in, can't you?"
Wang Yuhe suddenly choked on his words and naturally could not admit defeat.
"sure."
"Okay, let me see your skills next time." Jiang Nian said casually, habitually putting pressure on her, "You shouldn't lie to others, right?"
Chen Yunyun couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted.
"Don't bully Yuhe every day."
Jiang Nian didn't take it seriously and walked down the stairs.
"Why don't you bully her and bully you?"
Chen Yunyun: "."
Wang Yuhe was angry and helpless, and secretly vowed to get the situation back in front of Jiang Nian next time. He convinced him and praised himself for his awesomeness!
Fortunately, the weather was neither too hot nor too cold, so not many people were sweating after the run.
Yu Zhiyi doesn't like jogging at all and always feels like someone is staring at her.
Whenever she encounters some greasy looks, or glances that pretend to look away, it always makes her feel physically uncomfortable and makes her want to hang up the Little Red Book.
In contrast, she was more able to accept Jiang Nian's eyes.
There's no special reason, it's inevitable to be looked at anyway. If the other person is better-looking, at least I won't feel so uncomfortable.
Besides, Jiang Nian is seriously ill.
This person obviously doesn't like himself, and even has strong prejudice.
But even so, don’t you still like watching it?
Thinking of this, Yu Zhiyi couldn't help but feel a little proud, and an idea flashed through his mind.
If you can make the person who hates you the most willingly fall under your skirt, just thinking about that scene will make you feel happy.
In the running team, Jiang Nian was thinking about what to eat for lunch.
When he raised his head, his eyes met Zhou Yuting's.
The two of them looked away, with an unhappy expression on their faces.
Idiot.
asshole.
Ask, what is it like to be in the same class as the person you hate the most?
Zhou Yuting definitely has the right to speak. It's like hanging yourself in front of Lin Zhengying. You have no choice but to watch that person jump back and forth in front of you.
If you don't spoil him, you can't beat him.
After school at noon.
Lin Dong went to order milk tea outside the school with his scarlet eyes open, but Jiang Nian confiscated his money. He replaced it with a cup of fruit tea for each of the small groups on both sides, and just watched it delivered.
There were five people on Jiang Nian's side and six people on his own team. Altogether, there were eleven cups, which was nothing compared to the money he earned from harvesting wool.
The sun is shining brightly outside the school, but the wind is blowing a bit cold.
Lin Dong raised his head, covered his eyes with his hands and glanced at the sun, a smile couldn't help but appear on his pale face.
This move directly made him rich, and he saved a lot of fragments of betrothal gifts.
In fact, he also knows another, grayer way to make money.
Get a small loan.
He learned this while chatting with an older brother online, and now small loan platforms are springing up like mushrooms after a rain.
The review is lax, and the loans are made by individuals. The holes are opened too wide, and they are aimed at returning home after nine out of ten.
But even at his age, he dare not touch these things.
Just treat it as a social experience so that I can brag in front of my roommates next time.
Lin Dong walked into the milk tea shop and locked eyes with a clerk.
"Hello, I need eleven cups of milk tea."
Zeng You was playing games in the dormitory and got tired of reading novels in the morning.
After lunch, I washed my feet and went to bed, leaning against the wall and playing ball battle.
This game is relatively niche, and not many people in the class are playing it.
He can only fight alone, roaming and annexing in space alone. Sometimes when encountering some technical and cheating competitions, the game becomes unplayable immediately.
After playing for a while, he quit the game angrily and instinctively wanted to delete it.
I pressed my finger for a while and then hesitated. This game might be as lonely as myself.
In the end, he still didn't delete the game.
The battery of the mobile phone is at the bottom and the green bar turns to red.
Zeng You muttered, turned over and took out a brick-like power bank from under the quilt.
He has two such power banks.
He rented a power box from the canteen and charged it 24 hours a day.
So no matter when he returns to the dormitory after class, he is always playing with his mobile phone.
In the dormitory, my roommate is doing laundry.
Zeng You's clothes had been washed with his feet. He leaned comfortably on the quilt and clicked on the novel.
As I watched, I suddenly felt a huge sense of emptiness in my heart.
He had read too many novels, and every time he finished them, he would feel a huge sense of loss. It was as if he had lost something, and his chest was instantly empty.
There is a feeling of waking up from a dream, and my heart throbs inexplicably.
But he is obsessed with this feeling, like a prostitute who has been to whore once. He keeps wandering around the brothel, just to keep repeating that feeling.
He thought maybe something should be done.
Why don't you try to work hard and study hard? What will you do if you keep playing like this?
Did you also lie down and play every day when you went to college?
There was a buzzing sound, and a message popped up on the phone.
That was a friend he made while playing games a month ago. He was a big brother who was out of society. His conversation was quite interesting and he often taught Zeng You some life experiences.
He thought for a while and sent a message.
"Brother Chen, are there any money-making projects that students can do?"
Half a minute later, the other party responded to the message.
"Roll your mouth. (sunglasses)"
When Zeng You saw this, he was stunned for a long time and threw his cell phone into the quilt.
"You idiot, can you still make money by masturbating?"
Lunch break is approaching.
Jiang Nian stood in the corridor with Chen Yunyun, holding a physics test paper in his hand. He folded it into the width of a palm and worked on the questions while basking in the sun.
The two chatted for a while, talking until tomorrow's parent-teacher meeting.
"Are your parents really not coming?" she asked.
"What if."
"Then you won't come tomorrow?" Chen Yunyun looked at him, "Then what are you going to do tomorrow afternoon?"
Hearing this, Jiang Nian fell into deep thought.
"You have stopped me from asking."
Chen Yunyun was completely given up. This man was simply obsessed with cement. She wanted to find an excuse to invite him, but was forced to guard against him.
It can be seen that he really cares about his rest time.
"Will you come to school tomorrow afternoon?"
"Not coming."
"Okay." Chen Yunyun sighed, and suddenly thought of something, "Tomorrow I want to go to the Internet cafe with Yuhe to play games, will you come?"
"Come on, what time?"
Chapter completed!