My girlfriend is a magical girl!

"Lu Ming is a first-class individual meritorious service."

"...Explain in detail."

First-class individual merit.

If it is a first-class merit in the army, then it is the value of the award won with the help of family members.

hiss……

The dean looked at Lu Ming expressionlessly: "Why are you still playing basketball here?"

"Sorry, Director. I took the initiative to ask the president to play basketball with me."

Lu Ming took the initiative to take responsibility and lowered his head.

This time he wasn't speaking as the president's secretary, but as a man.

Haiyang men don’t let women stand in front at this time, there is a basket!

Of course, the premise is that the woman is worthy, and Tang Zhiqing... is obviously a 100% good woman.

“Aren’t there enough physical education classes in school?”

The dean asked.

"Not really, I just suddenly felt like fighting."

The Dean of Studies looked at Lu Ming and frowned. "Next time you want to play basketball, you need to report to the teacher in advance, okay?"

"……what?"

"When playing basketball with Tang Zhiqing, be careful not to let people misunderstand that you two are in a relationship, okay? Stay away."

If you are not the director, why are you here to teach me how to hide in love?

The jailer teaches the prisoners how to escape from prison, right?

The Dean nodded and said, "Then you can continue to fight. I'll go check if there are any students who are violating school rules and not attending classes."

"Okay, Director, have a nice trip!"

The dean nodded and left with his hands behind his back.

Tang Zhiqing walked over and looked at Lu Ming and said with a smile: "It seems that I have benefited from you today, otherwise I would have been asked to write a self-criticism."

She was covered in sweet sweat after the exercise, and Lu Ming nodded as he looked at the fine sweat on her crystal clear skin.

Confirmed eyes.

Food grade.

"What have you gained from practicing for forty minutes?"

Tang Zhiqing asked.

Lu Ming frowned slightly: "I only have a little feeling, President, am I stupid?"

Tang Zhiqing was stunned when she heard this, paused, and looked at Lu Ming deeply without saying anything for a while.

"It's a bit stupid indeed. I figured out the trick in just 30 minutes... when I was five years old."

Tang Zhiqing said calmly.

"President, you are so amazing. I need to keep up the good work. President, let's continue!"

"That's all for today. I'm tired and need to rest."

Tang Zhiqing said this as she walked in front of Lu Ming, a rare hint of girlish depression flashing in her eyes.

thirty minutes?

It took a full ten years!

Tang Zhiqing returned to the classroom, lowered his head and sighed helplessly.

It's not easy to be too talented.

Classmate Xia Lan looked at Tang Zhiqing strangely. What happened between Zhiqing and her young boyfriend?

154

Chapter 154: Treating Ran Yanyue’s period.

The next day, before setting off for Haiyang Gymnasium to take part in the joint examination, the principal personally took the microphone and gave a rally speech, which sounded like he was ashamed to face the people of Jiangdong unless he took off the heads of the devils from other schools.

But Xiang Yu finally committed suicide by slashing his throat.

The school chartered a bus, and students from all three grades got on and sat down obediently. Lu Ming was taller so he queued up at the back and got on the bus later. When he got on the bus and took a look, he found that there was an empty seat next to Tang Zhiqing.

Why does this empty space seem to fit my butt the more I look at it?

Lu Ming frowned slightly.

It seems that God wants him to sit next to Tang Zhiqing.

"President, I'm carsick and want to sit a little further forward. Can I sit next to you?"

The senior high school student asked Tang Zhiqing.

Tang Zhiqing smiled and nodded: "Of course, the position is not fixed. If you get carsick, remember to take some medicine. If not, I have some prepared."

"Not for now, I'll just sit down."

The senior high school student hurriedly said, feeling excited and nervous, and was about to muster up the courage to sit next to Tang Zhiqing.

At this time, Tang Zhiqing saw Lu Ming standing at the car door and said to him, "Didn't you find a seat?"

“It seems there’s no room.”

"Isn't there a free seat in the back row? I'll sit in the back too, come over here."

"Okay, President!"

Watching Tang Zhiqing and Lu Ming sitting together, the senior high school student looked up at the blue sky. There were thousands of paper cranes outside the window. Why did they look so sad?

Maybe he should be under the car.

"Thank you for your trouble, President. I am more fulfilling my secretary's duties by sitting with you."

Lu Mingdao.

"I know you'd think so, sit down."

Tang Zhiqing nodded.

Lu Ming sat down next to Tang Zhiqing and smelled Tang Zhiqing's pleasant fragrance, no, there was another fragrance.

Ran Yanyue, who was reading a book, was sitting next to the aisle, and the seat next to her was also empty.

It can’t be prepared for me.

Feeling a little sorry.

Lu Ming tried to make eye contact with Ran Yanyue, but Ran Yanyue didn't even look at him. She was immersed in the ocean of learning and couldn't extricate herself.

"The school has arranged a hotel for us near the cultural center during the joint entrance exam. I heard there's a large bathhouse there, so we can try it out when the time comes."

Tang Zhiqing shared this with Lu Ming.

President, we locals all say Haiyang Gymnasium.

Remember to change your address when you get married.

There is no need to change your husband's surname to Lu. We are not as feudal as those in foreign countries.

"There are five schools participating in the joint entrance examination, right?"

Lu Ming asked.

"Yes, they are all key schools. Even Dongming has excellent sports performance."

Tang Zhiqing nodded, "If we can get second place... that would be really great."

The opponent is so strong that even Tang Zhiqing doesn't dare to claim to be the first.

Lu Ming looked at Ran Yanyue next to him. She did not take the exam due to health reasons, but now she seemed to be fine.

The bus drove safely towards Haiyang Gymnasium.

……

As soon as the students from Dongming International School got off the bus at the gate of Haiyang Gymnasium, they started quarreling with students from Shiheng School, another strong sports school. Both groups were tall and strong, and the quarrel was like a group of bulls chasing a deer, with loud roars and no one willing to give in.

The cause of the incident was not complicated. It was just that two buses arrived at the same time, and students accidentally bumped into shoulders and stepped on sneakers when getting off the bus. These were small things, but because of face reasons, the voices gradually became louder and a quarrel broke out.

We are all athletes, our brains are not working well, why should I give you the advantage?

Lu Annuan and Meng Xuan stood by and watched helplessly as the students in front of them quarreled.

"An Nuan, let's step back a little, otherwise your precious long legs will get bumped, and then Lu Ming won't be able to touch them."

Meng Xuan stood in front of Lu Annuan like a sword-wielding guard with a serious expression.

Meng Xuan is a head shorter than Lu Annuan, like a Chihuahua protecting a Chinese native dog.

"cute".

"I won't let him touch me. Even though you're a Go player, you still have to be careful not to get hurt."

Lu Annuan said.

"It's okay. I'm a professional 4th dan. If things don't work out, I can become an abstract anchor. If that doesn't work out, I can go back and inherit the family business."

Meng Xuan said indifferently.

"But if you keep arguing, there's going to be a fight."

Lu Anyun frowned.

Meng Xuan took a look at the scene: "Ha people."

The quarrel in front of them was getting more and more intense, and it looked like a fight. At this time, the bus of No. 2 Middle School arrived late and interrupted the quarrel. The door opened and Lu Ming got out and took a look at the students who were quarreling.

The students of Shiheng School suddenly discovered that the people from the International Middle School fell silent when they saw Lu Ming. They were quiet in an instant and saluted Lu Ming, as quiet as a baby.

The students from the nearby Shiheng School were a little surprised that the international middle school students, who were just as passionate and ambitious as them, had suddenly quieted down. Why did they look at Lu Ming so strangely, as if they were looking at... a stern father?

Even his back was straightened.

The students of Shiheng School thought it was strange that only one side was arguing, so gradually both sides quieted down, looked at Lu Ming who was the first to get off the bus, and made way for him.

"Welcoming Avenue".

All that’s missing is the red carpet.

"Oh my god, Lu Ming is so handsome."

Meng Xuan couldn't help but sigh and took out her cell phone to take pictures quickly.

After being slapped in the face by Lu Ming several times, the students of the international middle school also began to respect Lu Ming.

No matter how unfilial a son is, he will become a filial son after being hit by a copper-headed leather belt for a few rounds.

Lu Annuan tilted her head slightly, watching Lu Ming wave his hand towards her and snorted: "He's just an idiot, what's so cool about him?"

She also gave Lu Ming a scissors sign.

Cut you, cut you.

What top laner Gwen? Lu Ming thought.

Meng Xuan watched the whole process and thought to herself, "I'm going to die from taking Red Bull. My blood sugar will be too high even without drinking Red Bull during the competition."

After Lu Ming walked away, the students of Shiheng School looked at the people from the International Middle School strangely.

They were known for their quarrelsome nature in other places, but they were suppressed by the students from Dongming International Middle School.

There is no doubt that it is Dongming's victory.

Moreover, Dongming's sports performance is obvious to all students from other schools, he is extremely strong!

Definitely the level of an emperor's son!

But why are they so polite to a student from No. 2 Middle School? They even stare at him.

The people from the international school didn’t respond to this, their faces just swelled up.