Ma Guojun was a little dumbfounded and adjusted his glasses, "Brother, is that person really you?"
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Nian said to him, "That person has nothing to do with me. I want to see my lawyer!"
"Brother Nian, are you so fierce?" Li Hua gave a thumbs up.
"I won't watch the NBA without you, brother." Ma Guojun also gave a thumbs up, "You should hold back during the game, I'm afraid you could kill James with one elbow."
Yao Beibei passed by and joined in to comment.
"Hey, that's not right. If you fight, it's a fight. What's wrong with picking up someone's shoes and throwing them into the toilet? I just want to laugh when I think of them returning home with only one shoe."
Zhang Ningzhi also nodded and said with a worried look on his face.
"It's better not to fight. It's easy to get hurt in a fight."
Jiang Nian looked at about a dozen pairs of eyes before and on the left and right, with a decent smile on his face. It was absolutely impossible for him to admit this kind of black history.
"No, it's really not me. (serious face)"
A group of people suddenly burst into laughter, attracting the attention of the rest of the class, who cast curious glances. Li Qingrong, the class monitor sitting in the first group, frowned slightly.
Bell ring ring, the bell rang for the third period, and everyone dispersed.
Jiang Nian calmly took out the biology book from the table and breathed a sigh of relief. He secretly thought that it was so dangerous that he almost "threw his shoe brother" would stay with him throughout his senior year of high school.
In fact, this is not all his fault, because of the environment in No. 2 Middle School. The strong adapt to the environment, while the weak die stiffly. He also wanted to be a good person, but he was not given a chance.
There is a small number of junior high school students who act like idiots and like to bully others to establish their authority for no reason. It has nothing to do with playing football. There are conflicts in the first place, so they naturally start fighting.
It's normal for three or four people to be hit on the head. It's easy to throw away shoes, and it's a sign of his kindness that he didn't stuff them back into their mother's womb.
They are all a bunch of idiots, and of course he is also an idiot himself, so he will fight with others for nothing. His fighting ability is invincible at level 3, and he will be honest once his pocket money is deducted.
The past is unbearable to look back on, and has been cast into social death.
Code it hard, code it thickly.
The biology teacher is a young girl in her mid-20s. She wears a small bee amplifier tied to her waist during class. She has a sweet voice and a sweet name.
Zhong Qing.
A few minutes after Hula La started class, seven or eight boys stood in the back row of the classroom to listen to the class.
Including Li Hua also went.
Okay, okay, the physics teacher is a middle-aged man. You would rather die than stand behind. In the third period, you are more energetic. Run behind and wander around to attract the attention of the biology teacher, right?
The seat next to Jiang Nian suddenly became vacant, and Ma Guojun took advantage of the opportunity to fill the seat.
Facing the fat man with gossip, Jiang Nian cherished his words like gold.
"Lymphokine is a protein that is transported through exocytosis." Zhong Qing's voice echoed in the classroom, and the rain outside the window finally stopped.
After school in the afternoon, people in the class were walking around sparsely, and Jay Chou's "Stranded" was playing on the campus radio.
"The sky that has not cleared up for a long time still retains your smile. I cried but could not hide my guilt. The kite was stranded on a cloudy day. I miss you and am still waiting for rescue."
Jiang Nian likes to listen to songs played on the school radio, because he usually reads books and does questions at school. If he hears a song that hits the airwaves, he feels like he is getting something cheap.
It's different at home. It's your time to play, but you use it to listen to music?
Can't you listen to the game at the same time? But when the game is played in a hurry, the music becomes a bit blurry when I squat on a stool and yell at people.
Zhang Ningzhi seemed to be feeling much better in the afternoon, and ran to the canteen with Yao Beibei to eat. It seemed that she did not want to trouble Jiang Nian, so she left after school.
Jiang Nian slept on the table for half an hour before going to eat. When he came back, there was a box of fruit milk on the table.
He was slightly startled and looked at Zhang Ningzhi, who was lying on the front seat writing a question. In the examination room, what he gave to Zhang Ningzhi was fruit milk, which was easy to identify.
You don’t even need to put a small note and draw a smiley face, it’s real at first glance.
Jiang Nian sat down and slowly opened the straw and inserted it. Ma Guojun happened to enter the classroom and originally wanted to go back to his seat when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Nian inserting the straw.
God-given ingredients, wild milk.
"Hey, give me a mouthful of milk!"
Unfortunately, it was too late, Jiang Nian had already bitten the straw.
"What?"
Ma Guojun looked pityful, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it."
Milk is completely different from ice tea, Sprite, and Coke. Before you drink it with your mouth, it is the best nutrition. After you drink it with your mouth, it is the lowest grade Ganges water.
Ma Guojun threw him a small bag of White Rabbit toffee and asked casually.
"When did you buy the milk?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi, who was sitting in the front seat, felt his heart skip a beat. His heart accelerated slightly, his face felt a little hot, and his hand holding the gel pen was harder than usual.
After all, although not everyone in the class is here, there are still many people here. Sending milk for no reason can easily make people suspicious, and it would be too embarrassing to say it.
"I didn't buy it, I got it from the jungle."
"Nima, call me in the jungle next time." Ma Guojun returned to his seat.
Jiang Nian's words instantly sent Zhang Ningzhi's heart to the top like a roller coaster, and then dropped him to the bottom again.
What a jungler, the milk was obviously given by me!
Her state of mind was also quite strange. At the last moment, she clearly hoped that Jiang Nian would not tell the truth. But when she heard that he didn't tell the truth, it was no longer the case.
Ring, ring, ring, the twenty-minute evening reading began. Zhang Ningzhi took advantage of the moment to stand up, turned around and glared at Jiang Nian, who raised the corners of his mouth.
Night self-study is very good, Jiang Nian already thought about it after the second quarter.
I want to play games and relax.
Jiang Nian threw the pen on the thick mathematics review booklet and leaned on the table in the back. Looking at the dense mathematical symbols, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
The classroom was brightly lit and silent, except for the sound of turning over and writing homework.
His current grades are not bad, and he is in the middle of the class. There is relatively little room for progress, and there is not much room for backwards.
He is only one-seventh of the way through his senior year of high school, and the college entrance examination is more difficult. He predicts that his grades will be guaranteed next summer, and he will depend on his luck. If he gets a 211, he will make a profit.
Just as he was imagining, he turned around and his eyes met the squad leader Li Qingrong.
Looking at each other is a high-level communication. Jiang Nian didn't want to communicate with the squad leader. So he took the initiative to turn off the microphone and looked away, but instinctively searched again.
I subconsciously took another look, huh? Why are you still looking at yourself?
Worri, it’s against the law to not do homework during self-study, right?
After two seconds, Li Qingrong looked away.
Oh, Jiang Nian was probably looking out the window, and he gave a false alarm. Forget about others, the female class monitor's gaze was indeed oppressive, like a fucking replica of Violet.
Jiang Nian even discovered that some girls would blush when they saw Li Qingrong, what the hell, what kind of aluminum and copper class!
Chapter completed!