When I saw Jiang Chuanming, the location was not at the door of the legendary toilet. Unexpectedly, Jiang Chuanming was in the office, talking about something with Zhan Muqing with an indifferent expression.

This is what Zheng Mo saw when he passed by the office and subconsciously looked at Zhan Muqing's workstation, and through the crack in the hidden door, he immediately found the target of action.

Seeing Zhan Muqing talking to Jiang Chuanming, he was still smiling, Zheng Moke was aggrieved.

How many times has Zhan Muqing smiled at him like this?

Zheng Mo was still full of grievances here, and Jiang Chuanming had already finished talking, and after walking several meters away, Zheng Mo adjusted his mentality and hurriedly chased after him.

"Jiang Chuanming, stay here!" Zheng Moerkang handed.

Jiang Chuanming showed a look of "hurry up and don't force nonsense".

"What did Teacher Gang Zhan tell you?" Zheng Mo blurted out.

Jiang Chuanming tilted his head: "Do the question." Are you interested?"

"You're obviously chatting, you should be a bluffer. If it's really a question, it won't give you a single practice alone, right?" Zheng Mo was speechless.

"Believe it or not. But I'm not interested, if you want to get in touch with Mr. Zhan, then you are welcome to take this opportunity to do the problem at any time. Jiang Chuanming walked to the classroom and made a gesture of goodbye.

To be honest, Zheng Mo was moved when he heard the words "intimate contact". From the beginning of school to the present, Zhan Muqing's relationship with him can be described as irrelevant, not that Zheng Mo is unwilling, but that Zhan Muqing will always deliberately avoid him.

It made him reflect for a long time, if there was such an opportunity... Zheng Mo almost wanted to cheer.

However, Jiang Chuan's back, which had nothing to do with him, forcibly pulled him back to reality, and he almost forgot the real reason for coming to him. He hurried to the speed of the 100-meter race and blocked Jiang Chuanming in the stairwell.

People come and go at the top of the stairs.

But almost everyone passing by will subconsciously look at the two tall boys standing at each other, just looking at their faces, no one will not bump into each other, not to mention that there is also a well-known Zheng Mo.

It's just that everyone doesn't dare to stay, the aura of the two of them is too big, and looking back from time to time is already the greatest courage.

"You won't even want me to fight for this opportunity for you, right?" Jiang Chuanming frowned.

"Don't get off the hook. I have here a letter from a girl to you. ”

"You're here to deliver couriers to people?" Jiang Chuanming's brows furrowed even deeper.

"You fart!" Zheng Mo hurriedly took out the letter, "Don't talk about me, you can take a good look, and I'm not in a hurry to reply to her." ”

How do you know that Jiang Chuanming is very decisive and puts his hand in his pocket: "I don't want it." ”

"Whether it's good or not, can you read other people's minds after reading it?" Zheng Mo pushed it over again.

"I refuse. I don't want to do things that don't make sense. Jiang Chuanming went in a different direction.

When Zheng Mo heard this, he became angry, and he took three steps and two steps in front of Jiang Chuanming: "I said, Hu Tong has been bothering you for a lot of time this time, can't you see it?

"That's her business, what does it have to do with me. It's not just me, it's not just you. She didn't even dare to confess this matter by herself, what does it make sense for you to talk to me?" Jiang Chuanming also became angry.

“... ...”

"Zheng Mo, you'd better tell this fan of yours that she's a bad seed. Jiang Chuanming was unusual, and he spoke with thorns.

This thorn made Zheng Moke too uncomfortable, he pinched Jiang Chuanming's collar, and couldn't help exuding anger: "What the are you talking about?"

Zheng Mo has such a problem, saying that he is fine, when he mentions what he cherishes, his face is faster than turning a book. His fists clenched.

Jiang Chuanming raised his eyes and looked behind Zheng Mo, and took Zheng Mo's hand down expressionlessly: "It's better to worry about yourself." ”

"Lao Tzu has a fart to worry about...."Zheng Mo raised his fist in a threatening manner.

At this moment, an unusually familiar cold voice sounded behind Zheng Mo.

- "Zheng Mo, put it down." Zhan Muqing raised his glasses.

“... ...”

In the office, you can only hear the sound of the teacher tapping on the keyboard, and the atmosphere is eerily quiet.

Zheng Mo stood at Zhan Muqing's table like a primary school student, with his head down, while Jiang Chuanming leaned against the wall with a relaxed expression.

It wasn't until Zhan Muqing finished the report in his hand that he turned his head to look at the two boys standing next to him, breaking the atmosphere that was too stiff for Zheng Mo to do.

"Give you a minute to plead. ”

"... ...", did not speak.

"Thirty seconds to go. ”

"......" is still silent.

"Five seconds. ”

"It's my problem, I'm pushing. Zheng Mo replied quickly and with a very sincere attitude. Even Jiang Chuanming, who was waiting to watch the show next to him, couldn't help but be a little surprised by this.

For Zheng Mo, who couldn't do anything and admit the first place, Zhan Muqing was really used to it, he rubbed his temples, and examined Jiang Chuanming's state again, and after having a certain amount in his heart, he asked Jiang Chuanming to go back.

"Tell me, what's the reason this time?"

“... ... I don't think he's happy. Zheng Mo pinched the note in his hand and held it for a long time to come up with a reason.

He can't say it explicitly, can he?

These small actions naturally can't be hidden from Zhan Muqing, "Psychological research shows that when a person lies, his hands will be clenched subconsciously. What do you think?"

"Naturally not. Zheng Mo put his hands behind his back.

"Can you open your palms, two hands. ”

“... ...”

In the end, Zhan Muqing still got the note.

Although it has been soaked in Zheng Modi's sweat.

Of course, Zhan Muqing didn't have the fun of peeking at other people's letters, but the little love heart painted on it was too eye-catching, and Zhan Muqing immediately understood.

"Zheng Mo star, you seem to be very confident in your achievements, so confident that you can already spend time thinking about your feelings. Zhan Muqingpi didn't smile, and the glasses reflected the light.

"......"I heard it, I was mocking, I was mocking!

"It's a pity that your time is not well spent. ”

"Huh?"

"I don't want to interfere with your own friendships. Whether it is you or Jiang Chuanming, you have your own judgment and right. But your state lately," Zhan Muqing glanced at Teacher Zeng not far away, paused for a second and continued, "Do you think you can do well in this monthly exam?"

"These are two different things. First, I didn't want to have a girlfriend, it was purely to help. Zheng Mo was annoyed, "Second, I remembered that you opened a small stove for Jiang Chuanming, and you forgot that there was still me as a!

Teacher Zeng, who was not far away, burst out laughing.

Zhan Muqing was shocked: "What kind of small stove?"

"Didn't you let him do the questions?

These misty words made Zhan Muqing think for a moment, "If Jiang Chuanming said that it was a problem, then it was a physics competition." Are you talking about this? Why, you want to too?"

I don't know why, when he said this, Zheng Mo obviously felt Zhan Muqing's joking taste, it was really people, it was hard not to take it seriously.

Zheng Mo slapped the table, "I can also compete!"

"Zheng Mo, I have spoken in my head. Zhan Muqing poured a basin of cold water on him, "Don't talk about competitions, even your results in the monthly exam have to be a question mark, plus you still have work, emotional, and social things to deal with, why do you think I chose you to compete?"

“... ... I..."

"In addition, don't use the word chaff indiscriminately, Teacher Zeng will be angry. Zhan Muqing turned his head and spit out another sentence.

Teacher Zeng's hand holding the pen not far away trembled slightly: What does it matter to me that I only eat melons silently?