The honor roll of the monthly examination results was carried out by the deputy leader of the senior third grade group, and when the students went to breakfast, they took the paste and pasted it on the staircase on the first floor of the senior high school teaching building.

Song Ming had already learned about his grades from his homeroom teacher in the morning self-study, so when he went to the second floor of the cafeteria to eat two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk, he didn't stop when he passed the honor roll.

At this time, Song Ming's mind was not at all in the ranking of the monthly exam results, but on the rewards after the completion of the system task. The results of this monthly exam have been officially announced, but the voice of the system has not come for a long time. Could it be that it was so busy as the system said it was, so busy that it didn't even have the time to tell you exactly what the reward for the Level 2 Lucky Challenge would be?

Song Ming didn't believe it, although the time between one person and one system was not long, but he knew best what the urine sex of the system was that if he didn't do it, he wouldn't come out and say a few words at this time. In this way, there seems to be only one explanation, the system is losing its temper and is angry about Song Ming about his sister.

Of course, Song Ming also felt wronged and wronged, "I'm XXOO your sister" came with a mantra, and he just habitually said it.

Before he knew it, Song Ming had come to the door of the classroom. Preoccupied, he didn't notice that his presence attracted the attention of all the students in the classroom.

Song Ming lowered his head and returned to his seat, and neither the big fat man at the same table nor Zhang Yan in the back row came back.

"Do you have to apologize to the system in a serious way?" Song Ming rested his chin on the table and whispered to himself.

At this time, the male classmate in the front row turned around and congratulated Song Ming, and said that Song Ming was pretending to be good.

The results of the monthly examination have been announced, and it is normal for the students who have come back to congratulate him after seeing his results. But when the other party said that he was pretending to be forced, Song Ming was a little confused, and he didn't know when he was pretending to be forced.

Usually, Song Ming would immediately go back, but this time he was not in the mood, and he replied weakly to thank you, and continued to lie on the table to meditate.

"Yes, Song Ming, not arrogant or impatient, the little brother is willing to bow down. The male classmate in the front row gave Song Ming a thumbs up.

Next, a few more classmates ran over to congratulate Song Ming. In the face of the enthusiastic classmates, Song Ming cheered up and couldn't bear to brag about himself in front of his classmates. The scumbag has become a scholar, and he does have the capital to boast.

At this time, the male classmate in the front row turned around again and said with a smile: "Brother Ming, this is just like you, what did you pretend to be deep just now." Don't you often tell us that we must be happy in life, and we young people should be happy and angry. ”

"Damn, your cultural level has improved a lot. Song Ming punched the male classmate in the front row in the chest.

"I didn't learn it from Brother Ming. The male classmate in the front row clutched his chest and patted his ass.

"Then I have to charge some tuition, and a small stir-fry on the fourth floor can't be missing." Song Ming said with a hearty smile.

"Damn!" The male classmate in the front row raised two middle fingers at Song Ming and immediately turned around. It's okay to talk about classmates, but it's okay to talk about money, and it's okay to hurt classmates!

Song Ming scolded with a smile and slammed the door, he made a joke and didn't plan to ask the other party to really invite. Of course, if the other party agrees to invite this meal, he naturally has no reason to refuse.

Before the first class, Wang Da Fat and Zhang Yan came back at the same table. Wang Da Fat Man shrugged his head and didn't dare to look at Song Ming, while Zhang Yan looked at Song Ming, as if he had a lot to say to Song Ming, but he didn't say a word after a long time.

Song Ming didn't look at the honor list, so he didn't know Zhang Yan's ranking, but it was not difficult to guess from the other party's expression that this English class representative was not as good as him. As for the big fat man at the same table, eighty percent of them were ranked fifteen out of the class.

Song Ming was afraid that he would stimulate Zhang Yan by speaking first, so he just nodded at her. But there is no such treatment for the big fat man. Without waiting for the other party to sit down, Song Ming sneered and said, "Classmate Wang, how about it, I'm not bragging." ”

The big fat man turned his face to Song Ming and smiled awkwardly: "Brother Ming, look at what you said, you have always been a great hero in my heart, and you are definitely misunderstood." ”

"You sycophant-" Song Ming hooked Wang Da Fat's shoulder, and laughed under the other party's scared expression: "The shooting is very technical, I like it." ”

"Brother Ming, I'm just telling the truth. Wang Fatzi said with a sneer. At this time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Song Ming slapped Wang Fatzi, and then said in a grand manner: "I'll treat you at noon, on the fourth floor." ”

"Really?" As soon as he said that the fat man Wang Da immediately drooled, nodded again and again, and said that this can have this, this can have this.

The male classmate in the front row also turned around and smiled cheekily: "Brother Ming, take me." ”

Before Song Ming could speak, Wang Da Fat Man had already punched him, "You get out of the way for me, I want to talk to Brother Ming, I don't have your share." ”

"Wang Da Fatty, yes, you dare to drink at noon. The male classmate in the front row shouted.

Wang Da Fat Man thought of the consequences of being punished for drinking at noon, he immediately admitted it, but he couldn't admit defeat, and shouted: "What's the matter, I can't drink Coke instead, in short, I don't have your share." ”

The male classmate in the front row raised a middle finger at him.

Wang Da Fat reached out and was about to grab it, but was stopped by Song Ming halfway. Song Ming said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, let's go together at noon." ”

"Thank you, Brother Ming. The male classmate in the front row said happily. The big fat man raised a middle finger at him in turn, but the other party shrugged indifferently, turned around and left the back of the fat man's head.

"Brother Ming, this guy is too arrogant. The big fat man scolded and scolded.

Song Ming glanced at him, and said angrily: "We are all adults, can we look like adults?"

Poof!

Zhang Yan, a classmate in the back row, couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Look, classmate Zhang has made fun of you. Song Ming said seriously.

Zhang Yan covered her mouth and glared at Song Ming fiercely, telling him not to talk nonsense.

Wang Da Fat also blushed and said: "Song Ming, don't talk nonsense, our classmate Zhang is the kindest person in our class, how can he make fun of me." ”

Mr. Wang's words have connotations!

Zhang Yan made a big red face.

Song Ming frowned, who would have thought that the same table mate was also secretly in love with classmate Zhang, a rival in love. Song Ming's mind turned and he felt that it was necessary to have a good talk with classmate Wang.

The bell rang, and the first class was biology. The biology teacher was late, his face was pale and he was coughing incessantly.

Everyone knows that the biology teacher was sick a few days ago, but he has not taken medicine, saying that he has to rely on the antibodies produced by his own immune system to heal himself. Fortunately, he also took very good precautions, covering his mouth with a towel every time he coughed to avoid transmitting bacteria and viruses to the students.

In class, Song Ming felt that someone had poked his back, and he used his fingers. Song Ming turned his head slightly, and saw Zhang in the back row handing over a note.

Feng Shui takes turns, and Zhang wrote me a love letter in turn?

Song Ming couldn't hide his excitement, took the note and hurriedly opened it, but the content disappointed him, it was not a meaty love story.

There were only four words on the note: willing to gamble and lose.

It seems that Zhang has not forgotten about their bet, but Song Ming has not yet proposed the lottery he won at that time.

What kind of jackpot do you want?

At this moment, the scene of seeing classmate Zhang's buttocks that night flashed through Song Ming's mind, it was simply inexplicable, will I spank her ass, she is the goddess in my heart-

I don't know how it feels?