My girlfriend is a magical girl!

There are two.

Then he calmly replied: "That's good, go to bed early."

Lu Annuan was sulking in the bedroom, and you... should be more excited.

She took the photo from several angles.

It took her half an hour.

Fool.

……

The next day, Lu Ming's mood was as sunny as the weather.

After sitting in school for a while, I realized something was wrong. The seat next to me seemed a little empty?

Lu Ming turned around and asked Li Deng: "Where is your stepmother?"

"Who?"

"Commissioner Ran!"

"When did I recognize my mother? Don't talk nonsense!"

Li Deng pointed outside the teaching building and said, "He came early, but for some reason he went out again. It's almost time for class and he hasn't come back yet."

This is a bit strange, because she usually prepares for the first level of class long ago.

What’s even stranger is that Lu Ming didn’t see her show up in the first class.

Fortunately, I finally saw Ran Yanyue appear during the break. She was still as cool as ever, and her chest still had that reassuring subtle rise and fall.

Peace of mind.

"Let me in."

Ran Yanyue said.

Lu Ming moved the chair back a little to let Ran Yanyue sit in it, and asked curiously: "Why didn't you come to last class? Even if you are good at English, you should still respect the teacher."

Ran Yanyue was speechless. Is there anyone who disrespects English more than you?

How many times do you have to memorize the word "Abandon"?

Ran Yanyue ignored Lu Ming and took out her cell phone.

She has a cell phone because her teacher allows her to do so, so she doesn't have to worry about it being confiscated, but it's rare for her to have a cell phone.

Lu Ming leaned over to look at the screen and asked curiously, "What a high favorability rating."

There was a heart-shaped pattern and numbers on the phone screen.

Ran Yanyue sighed: "If you talk to the apes, you will definitely be able to communicate without any obstacles."

This is a bit of a high-end insult.

“It’s my heart rate.”

Ran Yanyue said: "My heart rate has been a little strange since this morning, and I occasionally feel chest tightness, so I went to the infirmary for a while. Now I'm fine, but I still need to measure it."

Ran Yanyue frowned slightly.

43

Chapter 43: Carrying Ran Yanyue to the infirmary.

The next class in the morning is Chinese, and the next class after that is also Chinese.

These two classes reflect the central idea of ​​No. 2 Middle School, which is to squeeze teachers and students for the sake of undergraduate enrollment rate. Students, please take notes.

Lu Ming's reading comprehension performance in the Chinese language exam was average, but his composition performance was quite good, often scoring above 50 points.

This is the fruit of hard work and sweat. To get a good score on her composition, starting in third grade, Lu's mother braved the pouring rain to bring an umbrella to young Lu Ming thirty times. She carried him on her back, even though he had a high fever, for nearly a thousand kilometers on mountain roads to the township hospital. She gently cooked braised pork ribs fifty times when he failed his exams...

The hard work since elementary school finally paid off with essays that scored above 50 points.

But is it all really worth it?

Lu Ming saw that Ran Yanyue was listening attentively in class, with her beautiful and cold profile quietly listening to the teacher's lecture. Soon it was time for the Chinese teacher to distribute the test papers. In Chinese, if you want to get a high score, you just need to write the test paper, which can take up one and a half classes.

Only then did Lu Ming have the opportunity to push Ran Yanyue's arm and hand over the note.

"Is your impression level... I mean, your heart rate okay?"

After all, we were classmates. I would not feel at ease if you hit me.

Later, when I went to college and sang "You, My Deskmate", I couldn't help but miss that sharp-tongued beautiful classmate.

So you better not die.

Ran Yanyue took a look, wrote a few words and pushed it back.

Lu Ming looked over.

"I passed the note in class and wrote your name down."

Your mother!

Play like this, right? !

She's not the eldest sister, what are you making trouble for?

Lu Ming looked down and saw more words: "But Teacher Chen is a good person and will probably ignore you. I won't remember you this time... Also, my heart rate is normal, don't worry, just focus on your test."

Who worries about you?

I'm afraid that you'll die next to me and become a beautiful ghost girl to haunt me.

Seeing Ran Yanyue say this, Lu Ming didn't think much about it and continued to look at the test paper.

In the past, he always lost one or two points when reciting famous passages because he didn't recite them carefully, and was often criticized by Ran Yanyue, but today he felt his mind was particularly clear.

The poems that would have been difficult for me to recite before now pop up in my mind after a little thought.

Is there such a good thing as increased concentration?

Cool!

Then you can also start to make a breakthrough in English from Abandon.

Lu Ming heard Li Deng's voice from behind.

"Holy crap, how can Lu Ming write so fast? Is it just some dumb luck that the topic is one he's already written? He's actually not any worse than me!"

Bullshit luck!

This is my hard power!

Li Deng poked Lu Ming's back with a ballpoint pen and said, "Can you write a reading comprehension essay? I'd like to borrow some ideas. I don't really agree with Murakami Haruki's writing."

Just tell me, which articles resonate most with you?

Lu Ming thought for a moment and said, "Write about your understanding of Japanese customs and people."

Culture and customs and the like.

"OV?"

Li Deng was in deep thought.

"You only have pornography in your mind, right? Besides cesium love, can't you write about the little boy in Nagasaki and the open-minded Japanese Prime Minister?"

"..."

Lu Ming and Li Deng looked at each other and both chuckled.

Ran Yanyue was speechless listening to this. She rapped her knuckles on the table and said, "Don't talk while they're doing their papers and disrupt other students' thinking. And you two will go to hell if you keep saying that."

It would be hilarious if Hell were full of my friends who love to tell Hell jokes.

Deduct 1 Satan laughs with you.

During the break, the students suddenly let out a long sigh, and the classroom suddenly became boiling from a still pot of water. The boys went to the toilet arm in arm, and the girls... also went to the toilet holding hands.

Lu Ming also took the opportunity to run out and move around for a while. He felt his butt was sore from sitting for so long.

Speaking of which, doesn’t Ran Yanyue feel any pain?

Oh yes, she is short and light, so there is naturally less pressure on her butt.

Being petite is good, I can just pick her up when I want...

hold high.

I just had the wrong idea of ​​sitting at the same table with Li Deng.

Lu Ming also went to take a look at Class 1. They were also doing a test paper, but it was a math test paper. As expected of the Rocket Class with the highest average IQ, the students' pens were swishing as they wrote, like cold and ruthless examination machines.

When the teacher was not there, Tang Zhiqing sat on the podium and wrote the test paper.

President Tang was writing very seriously and didn't notice Lu Ming.

Lu Ming was not someone who liked to be disturbed. After strolling around and relaxing, he returned to the classroom to do his test paper after the bell rang.

Ran Yanyue was still writing the test paper as before.

You’ve already finished writing the composition, so fast?

Lu Ming began to write the test paper. In the future, he was admitted to study in the capital. Now that he had Tongzi, he couldn't do worse than in the future, right?

The short-term goal is to surpass Tang Zhiqing first!

As for Ran Yanyue, she is too strong.

Lu Ming kept writing until he reached the stage of writing the composition, when he suddenly realized that Ran Yanyue was still at the stage of writing the composition title.

Why are you stuck too?

When Ran Yanyue writes essays, inspiration always comes to her in waves. Several of her essays have directly become exam questions for the junior high school next door.

Lu Ming looked at her curiously and found that Ran Yanyue was lowering her head, with beads of sweat running down her fair cheeks. She clenched the pen in her hand. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed as if she was enduring some pain, and her fingertips were trembling slightly.

"Snapped."

Beads of sweat slid down her chin and hit her test paper, wetting the surface.

"Den!"

Lu Ming kicked his desk away with a sound like a stone falling into a pond, causing ripples. Even the Chinese teacher was startled, and the students looked up in confusion.

"What's going on? Are students from the International Middle School calling?!"

"It's Lu Ming, he's going to rebel!"

"What is Lu Ming doing?"

Lu Ming picked up Ran Yanyue and ran out of the classroom. He turned around and said to the Chinese teacher, "Ran is not feeling well. I'll take her to the infirmary!"

"Ah...oh, good!"

The Chinese teacher said, and then said to everyone in the classroom: "Everyone sit down and continue writing the test paper!"

She had taught Lu Ming for over a year and knew that he had a lively personality, but he wasn't the type of kid who would joke about this.

The students in other classrooms also saw it at this time, and Lu Ming ran out holding Ran Yanyue.

what?

So bold?

Are you really not afraid of the principal's iron fist?

Eh? That's Ran Yanyue. It's okay then.

……

Although the infirmary of Haiyang No. 2 Middle School is small, it is fully equipped. Lu Ming did not stop all the way and jumped down the stairs in two steps. If he was not afraid that Ran Yanyue would be bumped, he would have taken one step. He ran to the infirmary in less than half a minute.

The female teacher in the infirmary was startled by Lu Ming's sudden visit. She quickly put away the Douyin video she was browsing and saw Ran Yanyue in Lu Ming's arms, and quickly said, "Put her on the bed."

Lu Ming did as he was told.

Ran Yanyue was lying on the bed, still conscious, but with a frown on her face.

She could remember that when Lu Ming saw that she looked unhappy, he kicked his desk away without saying a word, picked her up and ran to the infirmary. Leaning on his chest, she could feel that he was running very fast.