The meal didn't take long. Bidding farewell to the young and beautiful Chinese teacher, Song Ming returned to the dormitory. There was an hour's lunch break at noon, which he never wasted.

There are a total of six dormitory buildings in the county No. 9 Middle School, the first three are girls' dormitories and the last three are men's dormitories. Each dormitory is its own and is surrounded by a wall that is more than two meters high, and only two iron gates on the left and right can enter and exit.

Song Ming's dormitory is in the fifth building, with eight floors. The layout of the boys' dormitories is the same, with three bunk beds on the left and right of the rooms. Each person has a bunk, and a dormitory can accommodate 12 people. This year, Song Ming was "arranged" in the lower bunk of the first bed on the right hand side of the door. Every time the head teacher came to check on the bed, the first thing he saw was him.

Back in the dorm, seven of the eleven roommates were there. As soon as Song Ming lay down on the top bunk, he asked him if he had gone to dinner with the Chinese teacher. Song Ming knew that the paper couldn't hold the fire, but he didn't expect the news to spread so quickly. The male classmates who stayed in the classroom at that time and were eyeing him were not in their dormitory.

"Song Ming, you better be honest, someone saw you and the Chinese teacher eating on the second floor. The guy inside said.

Song Ming thinks that he doesn't have the charm to attract the attention of his classmates, so he can only say that their teacher Hang is too charismatic and too dazzling. Of course, he didn't have any intention of hiding it, and now his roommate didn't hesitate to admit it when he asked. To be a human being, you should be above board.

"Song Ming, yes. ”

"Kudos to Song Ming. ”

"I want to worship Song Ming as a teacher. ”

As soon as I dry my roommate, you and I are full of envy.

Song Ming smiled bitterly, because he knew that from this moment on, he would become the "love rival" of hundreds of male classmates, including all the male classmates in their class and the male classmates of several other classes taught by Hang Wanqing.

"Brother Ming, tell me why our beautiful teacher invited you to dinner?" asked a roommate with an extremely obscene smile.

Song Ming didn't answer and asked, "Classmate Long, do you know why no female classmate is willing to eat with you?"

"I don't know, do you know? Are you trying to pretend again?" The roommate was told by Song Ming about the sore spots, his face became ugly, and his tone was not very friendly.

Song Ming wrinkled and understood, and chose to be silent. The roommate waited with his ears pricked up for a long time, but he didn't see Song Ming open his mouth to explain the reason, but he was in a hurry first, and hurriedly apologized to Song Ming with a cheeky face: "Brother Ming, I was wrong, please show me the way." ”

The other roommates burst into laughter, but they all wanted to hear Song Ming's tricks. Because in their impression, their beautiful Chinese teacher had never eaten alone with male classmates, but today it was broken by Song Ming. Based on this alone, Song Ming has something worth learning from them.

Song Ming knew that he had to have a certain appetite for hanging people, and if he didn't control it well, he would attract the anger of all his roommates. So, this guy coughed and said with a smile: "As men, we have the obligation to take the initiative to pay." ”

A roommate said he didn't understand.

Song Ming had no choice but to say more directly: "It wasn't the Chinese teacher who invited me, I invited her." ”

"The money you gave?" a roommate on the top bunk finally reacted.

"Right. Song Ming snapped his fingers.

One of the roommates fell into a brief contemplation.

Song Ming sighed deeply and said: "Every man you envy, there is suffering behind him that you don't know. Alas, it is not a sin for a man to cry and cry. ”

The roommates who had just come back to their senses fell into deep thought again, and they seemed to feel Song Ming's pain.

Thirty seconds later.

"Brother Ming. The roommate on the top bunk was calling Song Ming, but he didn't get a response, so he called again. There was a response now, it was Song Ming's snoring.

"Holy, are you asleep?" the other roommate yelled.

Song Ming's roommate on the top bunk turned over and looked down, and found that Song Mingzhen was asleep and snoring.

"I'll go, I don't have any pigs in my house that he can sleep with. The dragon roommate squeaked.

Fifteen minutes later, the dormitory was quiet and everyone fell asleep.

At this time, a person in the dormitory next door slipped into Song Ming's dormitory lightly, and he held a copy of Jin Yong's martial arts novel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". He stood beside Song Ming's bed for several seconds, and after making sure that Song Ming slept more dead than a sow, he actually put his martial arts novel next to Song Ming's pillow. After doing all this, he stepped back lightly, and then slipped into his own dormitory as quickly as he could.

At noon that day, the head teacher of their class came to check on the bed. And Song Ming didn't know that he was framed by his classmates.

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In the afternoon, Song Ming, who was listening carefully, always felt that there were several pairs of eyes staring at him behind him, with a little hostility, but he didn't look back. I have been a classmate for two years, so there is no need to fall out with my classmates for the sake of Mr. Hang!

At dinner time, Song Ming went to the first floor of the canteen and spent a meal of five dozen yuan, but he was afraid that the rice would not be enough, so he swiped four cents more to buy two taels of white rice.

After meals, before evening self-study. The head teacher came to the classroom and called Song Ming, who had just returned from eating, to his office.

"I'll go, Xiao Ming, I'm called to the office again. Some classmates gloated and shouted.

And if you pay a little attention, you will find that a few male classmates in the back row showed a smug smile that succeeded in their pranks.

Teacher Hang is also in the office, and there is another homeroom teacher of the third year of high school. Song Ming didn't dare to look at Teacher Hang's sharp eyes, but the other party took the initiative to ask his homeroom teacher what mistake Song Ming had made.

Song Ming also wanted to know what mistakes he had made.

The head teacher took out a copy of Jin Yong's martial arts novel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" from the drawer of his desk, but when he saw that Song Ming still looked confused, he was angry and scolded with a straight face: "What you said in chemistry class is so good, but look at you, when do you still read this kind of book." It's hopeless that your chemistry teacher is still praising you in front of me. ”

The head teacher should have been really angry with Song Ming, and his face turned red.

Song Ming was scolded by the head teacher for no reason, and he was even more confused. In other words, this novel is not his, he has never read novels!

Fortunately, at this time, Hang Wanqing interjected, "Song Ming told me that he doesn't like to read novels." When the two of them were eating together at noon, she took the initiative to ask Song Ming if he had secretly read the novel, and she remembered that Song Ming said that he didn't like to read it. Right now, his head teacher said that he caught Song Ming reading a novel during the lunch break, and there was physical evidence, so this slap in the face came too quickly!

"With his mouth, he can say that he is alive if he is dead. The head teacher said with a straight face.

Hang Wanqing frowned and stared at Song Ming, she also wanted an explanation. As a teacher, she was deceived by students, and she couldn't accept it.

Song Ming also knew that if he didn't explain it clearly today, he was afraid that he would become the object of the teachers' complete abandonment. So he hurriedly spoke: "Teacher, this book is not mine. ”

"You're still lying at this time, then I should really wake you up, you don't have to face yourself. The head teacher raised his hand angrily and was about to whip Song Ming, but he raised it in the air and put it down. In his mind, Song Ming is a rare three-good student in their class.

Song Ming shrank his head in fright, but the head teacher's sigh was more uncomfortable than a slap in the face. He hurriedly explained again: "Teacher, this book is really not mine, I really haven't read the novel, and all the students in the dormitory can testify for me." ”

NND, was Lao Tzu framed?

Song Ming scolded in his heart extremely unhappily, if he was really framed by his classmates, it was definitely because of Teacher Hang beside him. She is the goddess in the hearts of hundreds of male classmates, but she was given a head start by my pig.

But Song Ming's words obviously moved his head teacher. In the past two years, the latter has gone to the boys' dormitory every day to check his bed, and he still has some understanding of Song Ming's habits and hobbies.

At this time, Hang Wanqing interjected again: "Why don't you find a classmate to come and ask about the situation?"

The head teacher looked at Song Ming, who faced it calmly without the slightest panic. The head teacher's face gradually softened, and he said, "No need, I roughly guessed what the situation was, this time I wronged Song Ming." ”

In fact, the head teacher did not tell the truth, he had seen this Jin Yong's martial arts novel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in another boys' dormitory in their class. He just wanted to use this to spur Song Ming on, hoping that he could study harder.

The sound of the system suddenly sounded at this time.

"9527, congratulations on triggering the Level 2 Death Challenge Mission, please play a prank on your classmates in one day, with no limit to the number of people and no limit to the number of people. ”

Playing pranks on classmates?

Big brother, your revenge is too strong!