Vegetables

Yan Ting turned around and raised an eyebrow.

"Do you want to bring it?"

"If you don't take it, I won't eat it."

"I, Yan, naturally want to eat fried dough sticks with my brothers."

……

Yan Ting waved his hand, "Look, this is all my world!"

……

Zhuang Xuan threw a book at him, "I beg you to show some face, can you show some face, Yan Ting?"

Yan Ting took the book, curled her lips, opened the book with a cold face, lowered her head, not knowing what to do.

The atmosphere fell into embarrassment for a moment.

Zhang Li opened his mouth weakly, "I'll take...don't quarrel."

Zhuang Xuan grinned and waved to Zhang Li, "Don't be afraid. I was just kidding with him."

"No quarrel."

But Yan Ting looks very serious, and his writing is vigorous and vigorous.

Yan Ting is very popular, at least two-thirds of the people in the class have a good relationship with him enough to fight.

Different from the friendship established by other people at the front and back tables, Yan Ting relies entirely on her super charisma.

Always greet with a smile, always speak first, and never embarrass others.As soon as he opened his mouth, it seemed that he and he had been friends for many years.

He was angry and no one else wanted to talk.

Zhuang Xuan was chewing gum nonchalantly and humming a tune.

However, this warm tranquility did not last long.

Zhuang Xuan screamed like a pig, "Ah, Yan Ting, you bastard! That is my most precious information technology textbook!"

Who will pull out the IT textbook in the morning reading?

Zhuang Xuan.

After all, the information technology teacher is a freshly graduated college student with fair skin and long legs.

Yan Ting flipped the book back, "Come on, classmates, take a look, isn't the wife I drew for Zhuang Xuan really pretty?"

Zhang Li felt that his eyes were about to go blind, Yan Ting's uncanny painting style was like a big frog whose skin had been peeled off.

Sitting side by side with Yan Ting across the aisle is monitor Chen Guo.

A cool girl with short hair.

She gave Yan Ting a cold look, "boring."

"Class is over. Endorse."

Zhuang Xuan silently retracted the hand that pinched Yan Ting's neck, and Yan Ting made a face behind him.

He caught Zhang Li's eyes and blinked at him.

Inexplicably something strange.

Zhang Li coughed uncomfortably and turned his head away.

……

Those sharp eyes like Rong Rong's...

It's him…

The windows of the classroom are very high, and the students by the window cleverly pasted transparent stickers on them. The stickers do not block the light, but they can block the view from the outside.

Only a piece of glass that cannot be attached to a high place is exposed.

Logically speaking, normal people should be invisible.

Zhang Li had reasonable doubts, because it was too noisy just now, so he brought the principal over.Visually, I was still standing on the stool and looking in.

The moment he met those eyes, Zhang Li trembled in fright, as if he had seen the god of death.

"Pippi... Yan Ting..."

"Beep, beep, beep..."

It's a pity that Yan Ting is obsessed with his own painting, as if he is not enjoying himself.With a swipe of the pen, he also drew his own textbook.

Chen Guo said coldly, "Yan Ting, principal."

"Where is the principal?"

"in front of you."

……

The coercion passed down from above.

Yan Ting looked up and smiled, "Hi, principal."

"Come out."

Zhang Li sighed, Yan Ting might have a third photo to hang on the exhibition wall.

He recalled Xinxin's words in his mind, "Nie Yuan..."

Chen Guo patted the table, "Stop talking. Endorse."

After a few seconds of silence, the noisy voice changed.The sound of reading aloud sounded.

About ten minutes later, Yan Ting came back.

Zhuang Xuan supported the table and shouted forward, "Yan Ting, what did the principal tell you?"

People around have moved closer to their ears.

Zhang Li also quietly covered his face with a book and listened secretly.

Yan Ting sat sideways, but did not put her legs in.He snapped his fingers, "I didn't say anything. Ask why our class is so noisy?"

"anything else?"

He seemed distressed, and tugged at his little hair, "They said my hair was too long and tied it up. He said he would take me to have my hair cut."

Zhuang Xuan smiled mischievously, "Brothers, look here."

He pulled out a small braid from his collar, "I'm still smart. You know. The hair should be kept back, hehe. Look at that idiot Yan Ting, who was forced to be arrested by the principal."

Yan Ting pouted, but said nothing.

Zhuang Xuan winked for a while, "Zhang Li, look, isn't this quite artistic?"

……

Zhang Li glanced carefully at his muscular figure and wheat-colored skin, with a sunny and simple smile on his face.

He nodded, "Really literary."

He added, "It looks great."

Yan Ting sneered, "Shameless. Forcing people to say good things."

Chen Guo coughed lightly, "Didn't I ask you to cut your hair, when will you go?"

"Now."

"Now?" Chen Guo looked him up, "Then why don't you go?"

Yan Ting didn't take it seriously, "I'll call someone when I come back."

Zhuang Xuan borrowed a small mirror from the girl next to him, looked around for a while, admiring his beauty, "Who is it?"

"you."

Yan Ting looked upright and sat upright, "I told the principal that I have deeply realized my mistakes, but I can't make progress secretly by myself. I am going to report a classmate who is a little backward in thinking and make progress together."

"Come on, Zhuang Xuan, make progress with me. We are the future light of No. [-] Middle School!"

"In the future, all the schools will hang our photos!"

……

"Your mother!"

"Hang up a hammer, I don't want it!"

The girl glared angrily, "Zhuang Xuan, you have to pay for the broken mirror."

……

"Don't want to pay? Repudiation?"

……

"Compensation. Definitely compensation."

Judging from his appearance, Zhuang Xuanguang should have been able to be a general in ancient times.But now there seemed to be a little grievance on his dark face.

Macho tears?

Zhang Li suddenly felt that he was a little pitiful.

Yan Ting was impatient, "Hurry up, the principal only gave you 5 minutes."

Zhuang Xuan rubbed his face, his voice was like a bell, "What's the rush? Treat me to breakfast for a week. No, two weeks."

He yelled at Yan Ting fiercely, "It's all your fault! My poor hair..."

"A month please."

"Okay." Zhuang Xuan smiled sadly, "Let's go quickly. Don't keep the principal waiting."

……

The speed of posting photos at the school is as fast as the speed of changing papers. Except for the auntie in the cafeteria who is slower to cook food because of shaking hands, everything else is rotating at a high frequency.

When Zhang Li stood in front of the exhibition board with his schoolbag on his back, he was once again impressed by the speed of the school.

Although I have seen two people in the class, there is still an inexplicable feeling when they are hung on the wall.

One on the left and one on the right, there are two great gods, with the same hairstyle as a labor camp prisoner.

Yan Ting is still very handsome, but he has an evil face and feels full of bad water.And Zhuang Xuan had a stinky face, and stared at the camera, as if staring at someone who was looking at him.

It might be more appropriate if the shirt says Rongcheng Prison instead of Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School.

Zhang Li thought of Xin Xin's words again: What a wonderful fate, unexpectedly met him twice.

……

Just don't come to No.[-] Middle School.