Chapter 5, old fried dough sticks
Lin Qingyan hurriedly turned around to seal his mouth and waved them out.
The two green hairs were stunned and nodded quickly. Sister Yan didn't look normal today.
Another green hair scolded him, what's wrong with you, "You fucking know Sister Yan for so many years, she is normal and we will be beaten
to death today." Yes, Sister Yan is a living ancestor when she is normal. ancestors.
Jiang Xian's eyes did not look away, and he still looked at the writing, his voice was low and emotionless, and he said: "Nosy" The
fan was blocking the sun outside the window, and Lin Qingyan leaned his face on his arm. I don't understand what Jiang Xian means by meddling with other things, but I just feel that the other party only has a few words and a few words to come out.
Maybe not only was he dull and taciturn, but he also stuttered and
suddenly felt that the dazzling light behind him was obscured. Lin Qingyan turned around and saw the two green hairs.
The other party looked at her excitedly and motioned to open the window.
"What's the matter?" The two could face the people in the original body's memory. It is the original two friends who have been in the same class since kindergarten, fighting and making trouble together.
If she is King Yama, they will be green hair impermanence. Lin Qingyan looked complicated: "When did you dye it?" The
original body remembered the summer vacation, when the two of them were quite normal.
"Sister Yan, isn't it good-looking, we went to dye it the day before yesterday, and the boss didn't ask for our money." With beautiful eyebrows, it was Xiao Pap Pap Ju Neng.
"I guess it depends on you..." Without saying the word "poor", Lin Qingyan changed his rhetoric: "Look at your face."
"Oh, how could our face be as big as your sister Yan." Zhou Mai replied embarrassedly, He is a little thinner.
Wu Ji is another fat boy, "Sister Yan, we have something to tell you."
Lin Qingyan was afraid that Jiang Xian would be too noisy, so the other party turned around and added a noisy label to himself, and then the system would definitely shout about dismantling it again. Forget it.
"I'll go out and talk." Just as he was about to pick up the fan to close the window, Wu Ji asked aloud.
"Sister Yan, come out." He looked at Lin Qingyan with hope.
"Just jump out, why is Sister Yan so troublesome?" As if the original body was used to jumping, Wu Ji and Zhou Mai stared at them as if they were encouraging their children to learn to walk.
Lin Qingyan's hand supporting the window sill was slightly startled, um... "That's right, I'm not feeling well today."
I don't want to jump, I can't jump, and if I force me to turn my face
, Zhou Mai has a sad face, "I understand Sister Yan, then this matter. I guess it's not suitable to tell you."
Wu Ji patted his chest and said with great loyalty: "Let me and Lao Zhou handle this matter, sister Yan, don't worry, take care of your body." It seems that
Lin Qingyan can't be cured. As if they were sick, the two of them, after a good deal of condolences, immediately pulled each other and ran away when they saw the grade director.
The grade director was just about to say that he had already read it in the morning, how could he still be lying about this speech. When he was about to lean his head into the window to give a lecture, he saw a pampered and wanton face.
Yes, he goes.
After sighing, the grade director left with his hands behind his back, constantly numbing himself along the way. After the beginning of the morning reading, the people in the class
shouted from the beginning of the compulsory language course. Lin Qingyan glanced at Jiang Xian who was reading a book, but was caught by the other party when he was about to withdraw his gaze. At that time, Lin Qingyan was fanning with a noble face. Jiang Xian's eyes were dark, and he spoke with the decadence of perennial medicine soaking: "Why are you looking at me?" "There is no book." Obviously they didn't come with the military training, so why did the other party get the textbook. "No books and no medicine, you..." Maybe he was really angry. Jiang Xian, who had always been taciturn in the plot, said a lot today.
Jiang Xian hesitated, his foggy gray eyes were filled with some unknown emotions. Seeing Lin Qingyan lowered his head and pulled the fan, he piled more books among them.
"System, he guards me?"
"Normal." After all, it's not normal for the host to look at others, and it doesn't look normal.
After the
early reading, the front door was pushed open, and a teacher came in, a male teacher with a big back and a suit.
"Hello, classmates, I'm Zhao Qi, the head teacher of our ninth class." Originally, he said with a smile that he could be called the old class, but because the first time we met, he was dressed too grandly and sprayed hairspray.
After that, Boss Zhao, who was called for three
years, said, "Let's not say three years, it's the first year of high school, all of you 37 must be honest with me." Zhao Qi knocked on the blackboard and returned him as if responding. A layer of ashes.
"We have evening self-study in the first year of middle school and high school. In summer, it will be until 9:50. Except for Saturdays and Sundays, the rest are available every night." Holding a notebook, Zhao Qi started his first class meeting.
After about the introduction of the situation in No. 1 China, I said that I would go to the playground to gather.
Different from other schools, No. 1 Middle School runs and exercises at the end of early reading, and Zhao Qi arranges a formation to go downstairs with a whistle.
There are thirty-two classes in a grade, one of which is the top class, and the rest are randomly assigned.
The system began to read the introduction according to the plot: "Like the Shen Mi we met in the morning is in the top class of the sophomore class, your tablemate and the result of the beating last night could have entered the top class, but... the male protagonist, always There are some twists and turns."
In front of their class is the first class of senior high school, and the one on the left of that class is the second class of senior high school, two top classes. The sports committee felt that others might not be able to suppress them, so they simply invited Lin Qingyan to stand in front of them as a facade.
Usually, the people standing behind each class are old fritters fishing for fish, but Lin Qingyan accidentally saw Shen Mi.
The system scratched his head: "Maybe it's simply because of his height? Isn't Jiang Xian also at the end?"
Boringly listening to the principal talking above, Lin Qingyan heard a familiar voice in the front row.
Wu Ji shouted and pushed the man on his left: "Who the hell are you talking about."
The man was not to be outdone: "What about you, bastards."
"A group of bastards are all messing with that Lin Qingyan, she What a piece of shit." Another person from the top class snorted coldly.
"Tell your mother, we don't need our sister Yan, I'll let you know what a bastard is after school." Zhou Mai pointed his finger at him.
It may be that the four of them were so arguing that they didn't pay attention to Lin Qingyan who was behind him.
It wasn't until the grades were involved that the top class said they would only fight, and not all the real exams went to the penultimate exam room.
Wu Ji's face was serious: "My sister Yan has set up the first examination room, you are talking shit."
Hearing this, Shen Mi next door glanced sideways at Lin Qingyan. The face is cold and the figure is tall and straight, which makes the person next to him look more and more like an old fritter.
There was no ridicule or anger in the face of being played with in the morning, just a glance and a slight stagger.
"If she can be the first in the exam room, I'll..." Before the man could finish speaking, Lin Qingyan gave him a solid kick from the crook of the leg.
He staggered and supported the person beside him to stand firm, and when he was about to turn around to scold, he met Lin Qingyan's eyes. He shivered at the sight of that living evil star. Raising his chin slightly, Lin Qingyan
raised his eyebrows halfway, and said in a cold voice, "After speaking, what about you?"
"The host is getting better and better, maybe he really learned well."
Although not as ruthless as Wu Zhou last night, he is really the king of No. 258!
The man's hand on his side tightened unconsciously, his heartbeat was thundering, he had heard a lot of Lin Qingyan's previous deeds.
Just now... I was just a quick talker just now, and now I just want to fool the past as soon as possible.
"No, no." His lips were dry and his tone fluctuated.
Wu Ji stretched out his hand and gave him a random push, "Isn't it a little squeamish just now?"
"I'll give you a chance, if our sister Yan is ranked in this monthly exam, you will wear a skirt and dance ballet at the welcome party." Wu Ji leisurely leisurely way.
Zhou Mai nodded in agreement.
Lin Qingyan's face was complicated. She remembered that she didn't seem to have much in her original memory... Learning knowledge, right?
So, did you just agree directly?