Chapter 293 Scrawled Ink Dots



Jiang Nian fell asleep in a daze, his brain temporarily offline.



What takes over the brain now is



Habits.



Boys whose lower body always takes over their brains are not good babies. Maybe I can't hold it in late at night, and I always like a little bit of deoxyribose.



For example, Li Hua.



When that sentence entered the brain from the eyes, Jiang Nian only did simple logical processing.



“Okay.”



After replying, he turned over and fell asleep.



The next day, I woke up.



When he was washing up, he glanced at his phone and suddenly looked confused.



Didn’t you reply to something yesterday?



Fortunately, I didn’t call the baby directly, otherwise I would have been embarrassed to death when I woke up in the morning. But compared to these, why did Li Qingrong ask himself not to be called monitor.



While brushing his teeth, he stared at himself in the mirror.



After he and Cai Xiaoqing got acquainted, they would always call each other by their first names, or simply omit their names. Only when I think about it, I will shout a few words about the Discipline Inspection Commission.



Logically speaking, I am obviously more familiar with Li Qingrong than Cai Xiaoqing. Therefore, calling someone squad leader all the time seems a bit out of line.



What is it called?



Saying the name is weird, a little awkward. After all, he was the squad leader, which was different from the Discipline Inspection Commission. His name was Qingrong? That's too frivolous.



Until Jiang Nian took the bag and went out, there was still no answer to this question.



Well, it depends.



Jiang Nian walked to school while eating breakfast, and went upstairs to get hot water. He leaned towards the back row of the classroom. It was chilly in the winter morning.



After leaning against it for a while, it bounced up instantly.



"Oops, why is there air leakage in the back row?"



It was bright and bright outside, and there were not many people in the classroom.



Suddenly, a person came in outside the classroom door.



Huang Fang came in with a thermos cup, she put the cup on the table and complained.



"The water heater on the fourth floor is broken, why hasn't anyone come to fix it?"



"Don't wait, it won't be fixed in half a month." Jiang Nian took out the unfinished math test paper from his schoolbag and began to comment sharply.



“These byd things are quite positive for people to recharge their water cards.”



Huang Fang was dumbfounded and felt so much hatred.



I just complained a few words, my anger is fake, it will get better after a while. But Jiang Nian doesn't look fake, he does look a bit festive.



“Have you had any conflicts with the water card guy before?”



“No, I just kicked him.”



“Awesome.”



< p> "Do you still have money for Fangfang's water card? Next time I will recharge it for you for free. I haven't seen that byd guy who recharged the card for a long time. I have to scold him some other time."



"Huh?" Huang Fang immediately broke into sweat, "No, no, thank you."



When others say this, she will at most think it is a joke. But when Jiang Nian said this, she subconsciously felt that it was true, and she might have hidden a little bit.



After a while, the first group of people in the class arrived.



Without the people from Group 6, Jiang Nian was not very familiar with them. Everyone I know is lazy in winter. They either miss the spots or arrive late.



Until half an hour later, the number of people in the classroom gradually increased.



Zhang Ningzhi came first, and Jushengsheng said hello to him. After putting down his schoolbag, he started to take out the test papers, then turned to look at Jiang Nian furtively.



“Have you finished writing the test papers?”



Hearing this, Jiang Nian said, "Be careful of me, don't you copy me?"



"No, you have to do the test papers yourself." Zhang Ningzhi tried to reason with him, with a serious look on his face, "What should I do if I can't do the exam now?"



Jiang Nian smiled and took out a test paper from the table.



“It’s done.”



Zhang Ningzhi suddenly became very angry, thinking that this person is really cheap. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and finally he punched Jiang Nian neither lightly nor hard.



“Don’t talk to me!”



Jiang Nian whistled and went to play with the fat man Ma Guojun.



Read early.



Sun Zhicheng memorized a few ancient poems, but he was out of breath and couldn't recite them anymore.



Today’s condition is not good, let’s try next time.



That hard thing in the pants has just vibrated. Yes, it's a mobile phone, messages from netizens who have been chatting with each other in the past two days.



The other party didn’t know where he was from, and he never asked.



She seems to have just entered university. As for what university. Out of politeness, Sun Zhicheng did not reveal this layer of mystery that was not conducive to his hum.



Lin Dong on the side finished reciting the classic sentences of Chibi Fu, scratched his face and turned to look aside.



"A Cheng, why are you so licky again when chatting?"



Some time ago, Lin Dong taught Sun Zhicheng the online chat method step by step. How to improve your emotional intelligence when chatting, and how to interact with the person you are chatting with online.



By the way, he corrected his dog-licking habit to avoid being led around by others.



It’s just the master who leads you in, and the practice is personal.



“Didn’t lick it, Brother Dong.” Sun Zhicheng looked around and lowered his voice, “Brother, she is different. Really, I am very happy chatting with her.”



Lin Dong looked confused, wondering who he was unhappy with, so he asked.



“Why is it different?”



"She is very nice," Sun Zhicheng said rather coyly.



Lin Dong understood and thought, "You really deserve to die."



“Let me have a look.”



The girl said she felt unwell, and Sun Zhili immediately asked if he should go to the hospital. The following bits and pieces are all heart-warming tips.



Lin Dong glanced at it, and the chat record time was frozen at just now.



“Damn it, you’ve never cared about me so much.”



“Can it be the same?” Sun Zhicheng snatched the phone away and said smugly, “Brother Dong, you don’t have to be envious, just continue to memorize your book.”



Lin Dong was speechless, but he was too lazy to ask more questions and held up his Chinese book.



    “唧唧子心,悠悠我心”



    孙志成撇撇嘴,看了一眼嘈杂的班里。 Then he looked down at his phone happily and continued chatting with his online chat partner.



“Drink more hot water.”



“I can’t drink it, my throat hurts.”



Upon seeing this, Sun Zhicheng’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.



Last time he talked to a woman and she also said she had a sore throat. At that time, he even listed several medicines out of concern and told the other party how to relieve the pain.



The other party said no, it will be fine in a few days.



Sun Zhicheng was so anxious that he asked if he had caught a cold from staying up late. The other party replied with a crying emoticon, "I'm beeping."



Although they have deleted each other, the shadow of the past is still there, and Sun Zhicheng can't help but feel a little scared.



“Did staying up late and going to bed late caused me to catch a cold?”



Just when he was feeling anxious, she replied with a whisper.



“Yes, I have a headache.”



Hearing this, Sun Zhicheng couldn’t help but breathed a sigh of relief.



I thought it was the same for me. Once bitten by a snake, I would be afraid of the well rope for ten years. How could there be so many messy things on the Internet? How could I be so unlucky all the time?



Patter, he lowered his head and typed a reply.



“Next time you stay up late, be sure to cover yourself with a quilt. (Naughty)”



With a rustle, she replied the message.



“No. (Embarrassing)”



“I wanted to, but there was no quilt to cover me. (Laughing and crying)”



“I had a great time with my boyfriend all night long.”



When he saw the other party’s reply message, Sun Zhicheng’s expression suddenly became dull.



On Thursday morning, there were two Chinese classes together, and Zeng You had a good sleep.



When I woke up in a daze, the running bell rang.



He looked back and found that only Jiang Nian and Zhang Ningzhi were doing the questions. Li Hua was also sleeping on the table, and he suddenly felt at ease.



The team leader also did it, so he doesn’t blame everyone.



But it doesn’t matter even if Lao Liu remembers him, he has already been targeted anyway.



Yao Beibei walked to the back row and was about to invite Zhang Ningzhi to run and exercise together. Turning around to see Li Hua sleeping, he couldn't help but reach out and pat him hard.



“Get up!”



Li Hua jumped up suddenly and wiped the saliva from his mouth.



“Are you having sex?”



“Yeah, let’s go.” Jiang Nian took off his sweater and stuffed it into Zhang Ning’s Put the branch in the bag of the school uniform, "Slowly, but no one is waiting for you."



"Why are you in a hurry? I'm just here." Li Hua stood up, but was suddenly pulled down.



He was stunned. He looked down and saw that the shoelaces of both feet had been untied and tied to the corner of the table. He knew who did it without having to guess, and he immediately felt red and warm.



“He who rides on a horse!”



But when he looked up, there was no sign of Jiang Nian.



In the third period of class, Xibao wore a little bee and walked around the classroom while giving lectures.



I happened to wander to the last row and took a look at Jiang Nian’s position. Seeing that he was studying comprehensive science papers, he didn't bother to care and simply leaned against Li Hua's desk to give lectures.



Li Hua listened but didn’t understand. He had nothing to do and turned to look carefully at the little bee on Qian Bao’s waist.



I saw a button with an unknown English written on it.



He reached out his hand out of nowhere and tried to press it.



Qianbao’s little bee was instantly muted.



In an instant, Qian Bao looked back at Li Hua, who was almost petrified. Everyone in the class looked back, almost all their eyes focused on Li Hua.



“Do you have weak hands?”



“Teacher, Jiang Nian asked me to do it.”



Jiang Nian, who was doing the paper, raised his head with a confused look on his face.



“???”



Qianbao was too lazy to pay attention to Li Hua, so he picked him up and stood in class.



After school at noon.



Jiang Nian was still thinking about how he slept in a daze last night and habitually replied to the squad leader's messages. The chat was interrupted after saying "Okay".



What’s good, then what.



When I saw the squad leader in the morning, there seemed to be nothing unusual, and he never came to the back row to look for me.



He originally planned to chat with the squad leader, but the position in the first row was too ostentatious. He had to lie down on the podium to chat with Li Qingrong.



More importantly, I don’t know how to talk about this matter.



This delayed school until noon, and Jiang Nian deliberately didn't run out immediately. Instead, he pretended to continue writing the test paper and waited until most of the people in the class had left.



At twelve fifteen, Jiang Nian estimated that it was almost time.



Stand up directly and prepare to chat with Li Qingrong.



Try again and again to see if you should call her something appropriate. Or just don't call him, just hide his name, which is quite convenient anyway.



He just walked from the back row to the podium and has not yet spoken.



Suddenly, Nie Qiqi popped out next to her.



“Squad leader, would you like to go downstairs together?”



As she spoke, Cai Xiaoqing also walked over from the second group. The two of them took another girl with them, and the three of them immediately surrounded Li Qingrong.



Jiang Nian was dumbfounded, a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat.



                                                                                                                                                        forgot about the monitor and the small group were forgotten.



But I do have to go home for dinner, so what does the time I just wasted count?



Those lost meals!



The sun poured in from the window and enveloped Li Qingrong, who was sitting upright.



There are only a few scrawled ink spots on the newly opened draft paper.