Chen Yunyun was extremely speechless and silently looked towards the Qingmul Ridge in the distance.
This guy is so realistic.
As soon as I mentioned that I was not interested in chatting, my interest in surfing the Internet came up.
But it's better to just trick him here. Otherwise, tomorrow's parent-teacher meeting will be too boring. As for playing games, she can sneak away halfway.
Hee hee, I'm so smart!
During the lunch break, Jiang Nian received news from Lin Dong.
"Wori, you can't get in through the gate."
Generally speaking, the school gate is closed after the lunch break begins.
Lin Dong was still standing outside the door with eleven cups of milk tea. After eating, he missed the passing time.
However, this does not trouble Zhennan Diazi Wang at all.
Jiang Nian was too experienced and typed a reply.
"You take a detour to the north gate and walk along the wall. You can see a shared bicycle leaning against the wall. You can climb over the wall on the bicycle and come in. No one will care about it."
Lin Dong was slightly worried about this.
"Brother Nian, why are you so skilled?"
Jiang Nian thought for a while and replied.
"Listen to what others say."
"By the way, if you really get caught, just say you are from Class 4."
Lin Dong was thoughtful, could it be that he is really a genius?
The third class loves the people in real names, and all the dirty water is thrown at the fourth class. So there are no quiet years, but there are people who are carrying a heavy load and moving forward.
North gate, outside the wall.
Lin Dong looked at the towering wall and then at the small yellow car placed against the wall.
"Damn it, can a human get over this?"
He picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Jiang Nian but did not see a reply.
There were still fifty minutes until the lunch break ended and the doors opened, and he really didn't want to wait that long.
Thinking of this, he silently opened his friend list and started shaking people.
Huang Cairang responded, "What's wrong, Brother Dong?"
Lin Dong knew that the dormitory was locked at this time, but he still acted like a dead horse.
"I'm at the north gate wall now, so I can't get in."
After a long while, Huang Cairang replied.
"Brother Dong, the dormitory door is locked. (Picture)"
Seeing this, Lin Dong had no choice but to explain.
"I bought a box of milk tea, but it's a pity that I can't get in. I originally planned on you to pick me up and treat you to a drink, but now it seems like it's okay."
Three seconds passed before the message was sent.
"Brother Dong, I climbed down the water pipe from the third floor."
Lin Dong: "???"
Five minutes later, inside the wall.
"Here, Cai Lang."
"Thank you, Brother Dong." Huang Cairang wiped his hands with a silly smile on his face.
"No, I should thank you." Lin Dong shook his head and said seriously, "Cailang, my friend, you are the real hero."
To be honest, when Lin Dong stood on his bicycle and watched Huang Cairang climb down from the third floor.
It is no exaggeration to say that everyone stood at attention.
He felt like he was as childish as a new recruit in front of Huang Cailang. If zombies broke out one day, he would definitely be like this (thumbs up).
Huang Cailang smiled naively, took a sip of the milk tea, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Sweet and delicious.
After lunch break, in the corridor.
After draining the water, Jiang Nian leaned against the railing to blow the wind, and couldn't help but be stunned while listening to Lin Dong's description of what happened at noon.
"If we are caught, I don't know which of you two will get the harsher sentence."
Lin Dong didn't care about this.
"A dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian couldn't help but sigh.
Class 3 is really a nest of snakes and rats. No, it is a gathering of talents. No wonder Class 3 has such good results, with an average of 800 tricks per person.
Even the test-taking teachers can’t beat this group of byds.
In the classroom, Zhang Ningzhi looked at the fruit tea on the table.
"Who bought it?"
Li Hua was also a little confused, after all, Ma Guojun and Yao Beibei were also there.
"From what Lin Dong said, it seems that Jiang Nian invited him."
"Oh, okay."
Zhang Ningzhi nodded, turned around, and saw a cup of fruit tea on the squad leader's table. There was a straw on it, and it was obvious that the squad leader had already drank it.
She was stunned, thinking that Jiang Nian still had some conscience.
I just have too much conscience.
She shook her head, put down her fruit tea and went to find Yao Beibei.
Class is approaching.
Sun Zhicheng was stuck clicking into the school and accidentally entered a mysterious website at noon.
I obviously set the alarm clock, but ended up oversleeping.
He hurriedly walked slowly along the way, almost running. The moment the bell rang, he swooped into the third floor of the high school and climbed up the stairs.
Old Liu Gang was about to go upstairs. The first period in the afternoon was his class.
To be honest, it’s free.
His face was shining with Buddha's light, and he came again to chant sutras for all the little masters.
Will you fall asleep?
He was sleeping, lying down in a large area.
Lao Liu didn't care about this. Anyway, the leader only cares about the results. Even if the Chinese scores in his own class are not good, are the scores in other classes good?
What if another class’s Chinese score is very good?
The answer is very simple, just put pressure on their total score.
The college entrance examination depends on the total score. What's the point of getting a higher score in the Chinese language test?
If your overall score is not high, no matter how good your Chinese is, you can only become a second-level student. When the dormitory buddies recall the past, the roommates will definitely get angry.
Hey, isn’t this a great writer? He’s just different from us. He got perfect marks in the college entrance examination essay, so why are he still in the same school as us?
What's the use of writing a composition? Where's your Nobel Prize-winning masterpiece?
The kid in Class 3 has such a high total score. Who in the other classes can study Chinese calmly?
This is a conspiracy.
With a bang, a person knocked him away and rushed upwards.
"Hey, you student, Sun Zhicheng! What's the matter with you?"
Sun Zhicheng was confused. Damn it, he bumped into the head teacher.
But he knew very well at this time that if he stopped, it would be the end. What should he do? In anxiety, a rush of wisdom suddenly surged in his heart, and he shouted.
"I can't hold it in any longer. Goodbye, teacher."
Sun Zhicheng rushed into the classroom and sat down. Before he could catch his breath, Sun Zhicheng saw the milk tea on the table.
"Who gave it to me?"
Lin Dong turned his head and explained.
"Oh, Brother Nian bought our group a drink."
Jiang Nian?
Sun Zhicheng was stunned. He stretched his neck and found that Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe had milk tea on the table. He felt a little uncomfortable. He knew he had invited them first.
He craned his neck again to look at Jiang Nian and found that he was still chatting with Zhang Ningzhi.
Worri, the man with the lower head.
No, why should I like to hear this tone?
Accelerate! Accelerate!
Find someone other than Chen Yunyun to fall in love with as soon as possible, and stop hooking up with each other.
He thought like this and took a sip of milk tea.
Not to mention, this thing tastes pretty good. Even if it was given by Jiang Nian, it would not change the taste.
If Jiang Nian falls in love early and abides by his masculine virtues, I will bless him. Maybe if he is in a good mood, it is not impossible to collect some fragments of the betrothal gift for him.
Damn it, who gave him a promotion?
Lao Liu entered the classroom and called for class.
Cai Xiaoqing, executive deputy squad leader and disciplinary committee member, shouted to stand up, kicking off this unremarkable and extremely sleepy afternoon. There were only a few sounds of stools being moved.
"Hello, teacher~~"
"Please take a seat." Lao Liu made the same gesture as Zhang Wei.
"Thank you, teacher~"
There is a saying that although Old Liu is thirty years old, he is still full of energy. His eyes are clear and his voice is sonorous and powerful. At first glance, he is capable of doing things.
In the system, if you don’t have a good body, you can’t make progress.
If you don't survive for seven or eight years, do you still want to be a subject leader? Do you still want to look up to department-level cadres?
Take a shower and go to sleep.
Lao Liu is different, he is an ambitious person. Of course, he also likes to teach and educate people, but progress is also his hobby, a pure hobby.
His wife is richer than him and doesn't need him to support the family.
Earn your own money and spend it yourself.
At this step, Lao Liu has already outperformed most middle-aged people. A high EQ has no worries, while a low EQ gives Zhongdeng a hard time.
"Ah, let me tell you something, the time for the parent-teacher meeting tomorrow has been moved up. The school leaders considered that some parents came from towns and villages, so they adjusted the time for the parent-teacher meeting."
"It has been changed from 2:30 in the afternoon to ah, be quiet. It has been changed to 9:30 in the morning on Sunday."
Hearing this, the class was extremely restless.
"Teacher, teacher! Are the make-up classes tomorrow and Sunday cancelled?"
"What the hell, a day off?"
Old Liu knocked on the table and said after the class fell silent.
"The make-up class time has been moved to the afternoon, remember not to be late."
"Ah!!! No!"
"I'm not going to come tomorrow. I'll really want to die if I come to school at noon."
Jiang Nian's first thought was that he could sleep until ten o'clock and wake up. Then he suddenly remembered the agreement he made with Chen Yunyun during the lunch break, but he didn't care.
If you're too sleepy, just cancel it. Even if Jesus comes, it won't help.
You don’t have to play games, you have to sleep.
Great.
Sun Zhicheng didn't feel anything. His biological father should have time to attend the parent-teacher meeting. It would be nice if he could get to know Chen Yunyun's parents.
But how to hint to the old man in the family?
Let’s talk about it after we get home tonight. I hope my father won’t go out fishing tonight. Otherwise, forget about discussing it, I’m afraid I won’t even see him in person tomorrow.
Although my mother has objections, my father doesn't care at all.
I heard that when I loved fishing, I would hold on to the dead fish and refuse to leave. I took out three sticks of incense from my bag and inserted them facing the southeast direction.
Even if life and death are indifferent, we still need to connect the rod.
Alas, I hope I won’t go wandering around tonight and be a good father.
Be energetic tomorrow and don't lose your place.
One afternoon passed.
There was a lot of rustling in the evening self-study classroom, and everyone was very restless.
Although there will still be make-up lessons tomorrow afternoon, and some people will even have to come to school to attend a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow, at least they won't have to study in the morning.
No need to get up early, no need to go to bed early in the morning.
For most students who live on campus, they have a morning off. After all, they choose to live on campus because their homes are not in the county. Whoever has nothing to do will come to the parent-teacher conference.
Only parents from some big towns next door will participate in the conference, and it is unrealistic for parents from more remote towns to come in a hurry.
Zeng You breathed a sigh of relief and picked out the novel. The countdown to the holiday had already begun in advance. He planned to start studying in the first period of evening class and wait until six in the morning.
Then I sleep until I get up at 1:30 in the afternoon, wash my face, have a meal, and come to class.
Beautiful.
Lin Dong originally made an appointment to play ball with Sun Zhicheng and Huang Cairang, and also invited people from other classes.
But Yang Qiming planned to go hangover and surf the Internet tonight, so he invited Huang Cailang, who included Internet fees, instant noodles, and unlimited beer.
Huang Cairang has never been to an Internet cafe, nor has he drank alcohol for a long time. When he is tired from working in the countryside in the summer, his favorite drink is a bottle of cold beer, which is specially used to relieve the heat.
One sip, it goes straight from the throat to the stomach, and it gives you a chill. It makes you shiver, and Tian Ling Gai feels refreshed.
Hearing that he was drinking, his saliva had already started to secrete.
Therefore, he declined Lin Dong.
If you hang out with Brother Yang, you can find beer instant noodles online.
In the past, he didn't understand why those rich young masters in TV dramas were always surrounded by a circle of bad guys. Now he understood, what kind of young masters were these?
He is simply a biological father.
We have all the delicious food and fun, so why don't you help me?
Sun Zhicheng agreed. He was originally going to attend the parent-teacher meeting tomorrow.
I happened to get up early to play ball, so I treated it as morning practice.
The sky is bright and young, and the thin morning fog has not dispersed. The young man's body is already wet with sweat and his hair is wet. This is a good opportunity to show off his charm.
When he thought of this, he subconsciously invited Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe.
"Brother Dong has an appointment to play ball tomorrow. Do you want to play?"
Chen Yunyun heard this and subconsciously shook her head in rejection.
"Go to sleep."
Wang Yuhe doesn't want to play with a weakling, because he will beat up Sun Zhicheng later. What if he takes advantage of the parent-teacher meeting to secretly complain to the parents?
"If you don't come, you are so good. I will play a game with Jiang Nian tomorrow."
Sun Zhicheng felt a little bit heartbroken that he was in the same group and was so heartless.
"All right."
Wait, who is she going to play games with?
"The sunrise at the beginning of the day is the most beautiful. I plan to climb Qingmuling at night to watch the sunrise." Zhou Yuting covered her mouth and chatted quietly with the girl in the front seat.
"Wow, Yuting, do you really want to go see the sunrise?" The girl in the front seat showed an envious expression, "Your mother actually agrees? Who are you going with?"
"Oh, with a few friends from the city." Zhou Yuting lifted her hair from her ears.
"Yu Ting, you have so many friends, you are so awesome." The girl focused on one emotional value and kept praising her, "Are you a boy or a girl? Are you good-looking?"
"There are both men and women, we are just ordinary friends." Zhou Yuting's face was filled with a superior expression, and she looked very green. "We are just watching the sunrise."
Jiang Nian heard Zhou Yuting's voice from several rows away and thought that tomorrow would be cloudy.
Look at your fucking sunrise, you idiot!
My friends in the city, the air in the middle schools in the city is sweeter, right? Well, I admit that I am a little bit sour, but your friends must be idiots too.
Why so arbitrary?
Because Jiang Nian himself had a good time with Zhou Yuting before, and he admitted that he was not a good person, Zhou Yuting's friends naturally couldn't pick out a hairless one.
Anyone who talks about Bai Hu will be taken away.
Probably because she had adapted to the version of Class 3, Zhou Yuting became more and more comfortable pretending to be a young lady, pretending to be surprised.
"Gu Liping, you actually have live chickens at home? I'm most afraid of roosters."
Suddenly, Zhou Yuting's deskmate Yang Qiming suddenly had an idea and imitated a rooster crow with his throat.
"Oh oh oh!~~~"
The sound is lifelike and long-lasting.
Only chickens know how good his foundation is, and the hens were wetted by it.
Zhou Yuting was stunned by the crowing of roosters in her ears, and her mind went blank.
In an instant, the whole class fell silent.
Immediately, the class burst into laughter.
A small Olympiad class three can actually have so many sleeping dragons and phoenixes at the same time.
Jiang Nian said, "It's quite similar to what I learned."
Qianbao, who was studying in the evening class next door, poked his head in from the door with a confused look on his face.
"Which of you brought the chicken to the class?"
Recommended book: "After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Qingmei"
After the blind date failed, the thirty-eight-year-old diamond king Wu Jiangshu was unfortunately reborn. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a kindergarten.
When he faced it calmly, he discovered that the counterattack system was thirteen years earlier.
[Detected that the host is over 18 years old, the system is officially activated]
Jiang Shu was furious: "I'm in kindergarten, and you said I'm 18 years old?"
[Help the cold-tempered goddess with a bad temper get rid of her pursuers]
[Taking advantage of Bai Yueguang’s period of physical weakness]
[Forcibly banging against the unruly young lady, unexpectedly discovering her unknown side]
Jiang Shu looked at the task list and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
When the former aloof goddess, Bai Yueguang, and the unruly eldest lady appeared in front of them in their child form, Jiang Shu relied on the asymmetry of information to start the process of speeding through the mission.
It wasn't until eighteen years later that Jiang Shu, who had grown into an all-around male god, looked at the three beautiful girls in front of him who threatened not to marry him, and began to think about what went wrong.
Chapter completed!