Chapter 46 Stranded
Ma Guojun was a little dumbfounded and adjusted his glasses, "Brother, is that person really you?"
"What are you talking about? 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’ll kill James with one elbow.”
Yao Beibei passed by and joined in to comment.
"Hey, that's not right, you fight is a fight. What's wrong with picking up someone's shoes and throwing them in the toilet? I just want to laugh when I think of them going home with only one shoe."
Zhang Ningzhi also nodded and said with a worried look on his face.
“It’s better not to fight, you can easily get injured in a fight.”
Jiang Nian looked at about a dozen pairs of eyes in front, back, left and right, with a decent smile on his face. He would never admit this kind of dark 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 and casting curious glances. Li Qingrong, the squad leader sitting in the first group, frowned slightly.
Bell 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. The secret path was so dangerous that he almost "threw his shoes" will stay with him throughout his senior year of high school.
Actually, this is not entirely his fault, the environment of No. 2 Middle School. The strong adapt to the environment, the weak die stiffly. He also wanted to be a good person, but he was not given the chance.
There is a small number of junior high school students who are as arrogant as idiots and love to bully others to establish their authority for no reason. It had nothing to do with playing basketball. There was already a conflict, so the fight naturally broke out.
It’s normal for three or four people to get hit on the head. Throwing away the shoes was considered light, and not stuffing them back into the mother's womb was considered a sign of his kindness.
They are all a bunch of idiots. Of course, he is also an idiot himself and has no problem fighting with others. The third level of fighting power is invincible, and you will be honest as soon as your pocket money is deducted.
The past is unbearable to look back on, and has been put to death in society.
The code is tight, the code is thick.
The biology teacher is a young girl in her mid-twenties. She wears a small bee amplifier tied to her waist during class. The voice is sweet, and the name is also sweet.
Zhong Qing.
A few minutes after Hulala 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 got excited. You ran around behind and attracted the attention of the biology teacher, right?
The position next to Jiang Nian suddenly became vacant, and Ma Guojun took advantage of the opportunity to fill the position.
Facing the fat man with gossip, Jiang Nian cherishes 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, the class was sparsely leaving, 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, and my thoughts are still waiting for rescue."
Jiang Nian likes to listen to the school radio and play songs, because he usually reads books and does questions at school. If you hear a song that hits the airwaves, you feel like you're getting a bargain.
It’s different at home. It’s your time to play, but you use it to listen to music?
Can’t you listen and play games at the same time? However, the game was getting too fast, and when I was squatting on a stool and yelling at people, the music was a little blurry.
Zhang Ningzhi seemed to be feeling much better in the afternoon and ran to the cafeteria to eat with Yao Beibei. It seemed that he didn't want to trouble Jiang Nian, so he 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 looks real at first glance.
Jiang Nian sat down and slowly opened the straw and inserted it. Ma Guojun just entered the classroom. He originally wanted to go back to his seat, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of Jiang Nian inserting a straw.
God-given ingredients, wild milk.
“Hey, give me a sip of milk!”
Unfortunately, it was too late, Jiang Nian had already bitten the straw.
"What?"
Ma Guojun looked pityful and waved his hand, "Forget it."
Milk is completely different from ice tea, Sprite, and Coke. Before you drink it, it is the best nutrition. After you drink it, 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, was heartbroken. My heart accelerated slightly, my face felt a little hot, and my hand holding the gel pen was harder than usual.
After all, although not everyone in the class is here, there are still about 7,788 people here. Delivering milk for no reason would 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 next time from the jungle.” 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 threw her to the bottom again.
What a jungler, the milk is obviously from me!
Her mentality is also quite strange. At the last moment, she clearly hoped that Jiang Nian would not tell the truth. But I really heard that he didn't tell the truth, but it wasn't that.
Ring, ring, ring, the twenty-minute evening reading begins. Zhang Ningzhi took advantage of the moment to get 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 in the second quarter.
I want to play games and relax.
Jiang Nian threw the pen on the thick math review booklet and leaned on the table in the back. Looking at the dense mathematical symbols, I 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 neither good nor bad, and he is in the middle of the class. The space for progress forward is relatively small, and the space for stepping back is not large either.
I am only one-seventh of the way through my senior year of high school, and the college entrance examination is more difficult. He predicts that his grades will be guaranteed next summer, and it depends on luck if he gets 211.
Just as I was imagining, I turned my head and met the squad leader Li Qingrong.
Looking at each other is an advanced form of communication, and Jiang Nian did not want to communicate with the monitor. So he took the initiative to turn off the mic and looked away, just instinctively searching for the second time.
I glanced at it again subconsciously, huh? Why are you still looking at yourself?
沃日，上自习不写作业犯天条是吧？
After two seconds, Li Qingrong looked away.
Oh, Jiang Nian was probably looking out the window and gave a false alarm. Forget about others, the female monitor’s gaze is indeed oppressive, like a fucking replica of Violet.
Jiang Nian even found that some girls would blush when they saw Li Qingrong, what the hell, what kind of aluminum and copper class!
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