Today, the two of them were indeed a little late, they stepped on the class bell to enter the classroom, and Xia Weiwei was already standing on the podium, so the two of them returned to their seats under Xia Weiwei's gaze.

Xia Weiwei stood on the podium, glanced at the entire class, and finally fell on Huang Zihao and Tao Hua, and said with a smile: "Okay, everyone is here, let's start class." ”

In this class, Huang Zihao listened surprisingly very carefully, in fact, what kind of ghost formula Xia Weiwei was talking about Huang Zihao didn't know, he was just observing Xia Weiwei's expression.

No, not at all.

The cold eyes that flashed in the morning can't be seen at all now, Xia Weiwei is still the same Xia Weiwei as before, with a friendly smile every day, whether it is seeing teachers or students, people can't be alienated, but they can't get close either.

In the corner behind the classroom, Zhou Yuan stared at his textbook, but the rest of his eyes were looking at Huang Yiyi beside him, he noticed that Huang Yiyi was very quiet today, unlike yesterday, she would take the initiative to pounce on Huang Zihao's body, she sat there quietly, with one hand on her cheek, still silently watching Huang Zihao's figure.

During the lunch break, Huang Zihao was about to leave with Tao Hua.

"Why are you going?" Tao Hua sat on the seat and didn't move, blocking Huang Zihao in the seat.

"Have lunch!" Huang Zihao stood on the seat and looked at Tao Hua condescendingly, "There is too little egg fried rice in the morning, I am already hungry!"

"Hmph, if you didn't say that my fried rice would poison you, how could you be snatched and eaten by Teacher Meng Ping!" Tao Hua glanced at Huang Zihao, bent over, bowed his head, took out the other two bento boxes from his schoolbag, sent one of them to Huang Zihao, and said, "Eat!

"That's right! I forgot!" Seeing the small and cute bento box, Huang Zihao immediately smiled on his face, suddenly made his lower body, opened the bento very quickly, and saw two carrot carved on the white rice at a glance, "You made this?"

"It's not me or you!" Tao Hua glanced at Huang Zihao, handed him a spoon, and said with a smile: "Eat, taste my craft." ”

"Eh, what is this, it looks delicious!"

At this moment, Huang Yiyi's figure suddenly appeared beside Tao Hua, she leaned over and stretched her neck, staring at Huang Zihao's lunch with a pair of big eyes, suddenly reached out, unexpectedly snatched Huang Zihao's spoon, and ate it unceremoniously, destroying all the shapes that Tao had worked so hard to pose.

Tao Hua saw it in her eyes, and her heart suddenly became very uncomfortable, she knew that Huang Yiyi was deliberately destroying the atmosphere that she and Huang Zihao had managed to maintain in the most natural state.

"Hey-Huang Yiyi, what are you doing! This is the love bento that Tao Hua made for me, give me back the spoon!" Huang Zihao himself didn't appreciate the love bento well, so he was suddenly destroyed by Huang Yiyi, and immediately straightened his face and reached out to grab the spoon in Huang Yiyi's hand.

"Huh?" Not caring about Huang Zihao's ugly face at all, Huang Yiyi frowned while tasting it, "What the hell is this, so unpalatable!"

"Whether it's unpalatable or delicious, no one invites you to taste it. Tao Hua sat there, her face was ugly, her body was bubbling with black gas, and the air pressure was very low, she didn't know why she couldn't hold back, anyway, when she reacted, she had already spoken coldly.

"Hmph, I'm afraid that your things will spoil Zihao!" Huang Huang straightened up, glanced at Tao Hua, and then said to Huang Zihao with a smile: "Zihao, eat slowly, be careful not to eat poisoning this kind of thing." As he spoke, he turned his head and hummed a song and left.

Tao Hua sat there, listening to Huang Yiyi's arrogant words, and trembled with anger.

Huang Zihao looked at Huang Yiyi helplessly, he knew that Huang Yiyi didn't like Tao Hua, she had just come to this school, he accompanied Tao Hua every day and couldn't accompany her, which must make her feel uncomfortable, so she was looking for Tao Hua everywhere.

Huang Ziyi knows Huang Yiyi's eldest lady's temper, but as a friend who has played since childhood, Huang Zihao thinks that Huang Yiyi is still a very well-behaved little sister in general.

Looking at the Tao Hua that was already about to be fried, Huang Zihao didn't say anything, picked up the spoon and ate it in a big gulp, and said while eating: "Well, it's delicious......! Tao Hua, you have to give me a *heart bento tomorrow, I love to eat!"

Tao Hua, who was still angry, heard Huang Zihao talking loudly exaggeratedly on the side, and saw his exaggerated eating appearance, reached out and snatched the spoon in his hand, and threw his spoon into his lunch box by the way, "You are not allowed to use the spoon used by Huang Yiyi!"

After speaking, Tao Hua put away the spoon, this is equivalent to indirect kissing, Tao Hua will never allow it!

"Then you don't have a spoon, how can you eat?" Huang Zihao looked at Tao Hua and asked.

"Do you still need to say that?" Maybe Tao Hua was still angry, so she spoke loudly, and she was a little irrational, and said loudly to Huang Zihao: "You feed me!"

Huang Zihao was stunned for a moment, and then a ruffian-like smile appeared on his face, leaned over, and whispered to Tao Hua: "Is it okay to feed it with your mouth?"

"You're going to die—"

Inside the infirmary.

Meng Ping routinely cleaned the entire infirmary again, and he had a slight habit of cleanliness, so he had to clean the infirmary at least three times a day, whenever he felt something that looked uncomfortable, he would clean it.

Recently, students have been paying attention to health care, so there are very few students who come to the infirmary, and even the prince who fights when he has nothing to do is trying to provoke others because he is in love.

The infirmary, which suddenly became a little deserted, gave Meng Ping a rare leisure, he made himself a cup of coffee, pushed the window open, habitually leaned against the window, holding the coffee, and stared at the entire campus.

How long has it been since it was so peaceful as it is now, Meng Ping himself can't say, although he doesn't remember how nervous and busy he was before, but whenever he faces this tranquility, he will sigh.

In fact, it is not an accident that Meng Ping can become one of the top ten unsolved mysteries on campus, because no one knows Meng Ping, does not know his origin, does not know his past, and even knows where he comes from.

didn't say a word about these Meng Ping, in fact, he had been to many schools before, and with his personal conditions, the school hoped to keep him, but for his silent past and life background, the school naturally had more worries, and a person who was unwilling to explore his identity and background must have something ulterior, so those schools politely rejected Meng Ping.

In the end, Meng Ping came to this Lanqi Yingzhi High School, to Meng Ping's surprise, the sensible did not care about Meng Ping's background, the day before Meng Ping's entry, the principal conveyed sensible words, saying that he didn't care about Meng Ping's background, but it didn't mean that he didn't care about the harm that his identity background brought to the school, so once it appeared, he asked Meng Ping to automatically dismiss.

In this way, Meng Ping became the school doctor here.

In fact, he still has a lot of part-time jobs, like the one he was bumped into by Tao Hua that day, he worked as a pianist in a high-end hotel. He also danced in some nightclubs, and these different identities had nothing to do with the school doctor.

The school doctor is just one of his many identities.

Actually, it's not that he doesn't want to talk about the past, it's just that he doesn't remember many things himself, only some fragmented fragments, but those don't play any role in exploring Meng Ping's past.

Soon, after drinking a cup of coffee, Meng Ping turned around, sat on the chair, took out the fashion magazine he had just bought as soon as possible, and slowly flipped through it, he didn't know when he started to like to read magazines, in short, he didn't care about the content, he was only interested in the beauties with fat buttocks and breasts on the opposite side.

Just then, the phone rang, it was a text message.

Meng Ping picked up his mobile phone from the table and unexpectedly found that the person who came to the message was actually Huang Zihao.

Huang Zihao is a person who likes to call to explain the situation when there is anything, and it is rare to see him use text messages, so Meng Ping was a little surprised, and when he opened the text message, there were only a few short words on it: Don't leave after school, wait for me.

Speaking of Huang Zihao, Meng Ping is actually very grateful to him.

Because no one likes to make friends with some unknown people, especially the young master of a rich family like Huang Zihao. But Huang Zihao is an exception. Meng Ping kept his mouth shut about himself, he never asked.

I remember that once Meng Ping asked Huang Zihao curiously, why didn't he ask him about his identity and past, and Huang Zihao replied with a nonchalant face: Aren't those things in the past? Everyone has things they don't want to mention, right? Anyway, your past has nothing to do with me, what's the use of knowing! So you don't bother to say, and I don't bother to ask.

So, since then, Meng Ping has sincerely regarded Huang Zihao as his friend, and even feels that he is one of his younger brothers, a relative he wants to protect.

Put down my phone, continue to read the magazine in my hand, and just like that, spent the whole afternoon in silence.

It wasn't until the electronic ringtone came from the window that Meng Ping looked up from the book and looked at the slightly dim sky outside the window, after school.

"Ah...... It's another boring day......" Meng Ping dropped the magazine, stretched out his arms, stretched a big lazy waist, suddenly felt that there was someone behind him, turned his head, and saw Xia Weiwei standing at the door of the infirmary, bowing his head, his eyes flickering, twisting, as if he wanted to go in but didn't want to go in.

"Teacher Xia Weiwei?" Meng Ping's arms were still held high, and when he saw Xia Weiwei, he hurriedly put it down, and walked over with a smile, the door of the infirmary was always open, Xia Weiwei was standing at the door, Meng Ping walked over, stood in front of Xia Weiwei, and greeted him with his usual smiling face, "Why don't you come in?"

"That...... I thought Teacher Meng Ping was going to get ready to get off work......" Xia Wei stood at the door, his head lowered, his cheeks slightly red, and he didn't dare to look directly at Meng Ping.