Madara glanced at the time and jumped down the iron ladder. She had been in the sun for a long time, and she almost forgot about class.

The iron door is a little old, and there are rusty debris under the door. Madara pushed inside, and the bolt slammed into the door, and the debris fell onto her shoes. She flicked her shoes and pushed the door again: "Locked?"

If you don't say that person is a difficult person to get along with, he actually retaliates against her, what a stingy demon!

When Tae-ho came up to open the door, Madara sat under the eaves and dozed off. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the girl get up and yawn, staring straight at him with a pair of eyes. He stepped back uncomfortably: "What are you doing, it's class?"

"Your hair is so pretty!" replied indiscriminately, and Madara staggered into the school building, "Thank you, dog!"

God, the dog I just saw is normal again. What the hell is going on, Madara touched her eyes and couldn't figure it out, she could only treat it as a sequelae. It seems that in the future, you will need to bask in the sun a lot.

Tae Hao, who was still parked at the door, listened to this passage, and his mind was confused. This fox, what's wrong, nervous.

"Aren't you going to class, don't you hurry up!"

The person standing at the bottom of the stairs, about to disappear, stuck out his head and shouted two words to the person in his head.

The new class has already been completed, and the systematic review has already begun. The teacher on the stage was depressed. The students in the audience were drowsy. On a winter afternoon, people are lazy. Madara lay on his desk in a daze, thinking about what the teacher said.

Actually, she didn't understand at all. It's just that he nodded in confusion. I still remember the teacher's helpless expression and waving his hand at the end. Madara didn't know if he had offended him, at least when he finally let her out of the office, he did look a little angry.

She is also very impatient with the high expectations given by the teacher.

Instead, Li Xin, who was called to the office together. When I saw her, it was like seeing a ghost, and I couldn't avoid her. It really hurt her, and she wanted to grab him and ask. But when he was blocked by himself to the corner of the stairs, his frightened expression was not fake at all. Madara relented, but let him go, leaving this question. Even my favorite physical education class is not a good taste.

I made an appointment with the physical education teacher for a daily exercise time, which did not conflict much with normal classes. Madara was not very interested, hurriedly collected the relevant materials, and went back to the classroom.

Until class, Madara couldn't figure it out. Why, when I went to that place, it became so incomprehensible to come back to the world.

Although, she thought that after she came back, she would stay away from the good uncle's family. However, this goodbye has no beginning and no end, and it is impossible to avoid it. It all made her a little unbearable, and she didn't want to be so confused.

"No matter!"

Madara suddenly stood up from his seat and spoke loudly. The sleepy people in the leisure area of the classroom were all awakened by her! Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at her like this, and the same table was even more round-eyed, gesturing with their mouths open, but they didn't make a sound.

......

"I... I, I was thinking..."

"Sit down," the factory director turned around and wiped the blackboard, "The college entrance examination is a big event, and every student should be responsible for himself!"

Madara Bamboo was weak and patted his chest, it seemed that the teacher had misunderstood again. But that's fine, she couldn't have a better answer.

The torment was over after a bell.

Banzhu obediently waited for the class meeting to start, but unfortunately he didn't see the factory director come back after waiting for a long time. Madara was still a little surprised, and turned to look at Tai Hao: "Let's go?"

"Don't, it's time for self-study!"

"What, evening self-study?" Madara was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you eating?"

"You, including you, started last week, and the class will be changed to evening self-study!" Tai Hao said mysteriously, "However, I don't have to review, I use it to write homework!"

"Well, what about eating?"

Tae-ho didn't understand why she insisted on such a question. Scratching his head, he still replied: "It's up to you, some students still have to go to dinner!"

"Oh," Madara looked around the classroom, and some of the seats were indeed empty, "Well, I'm going to eat too." By the way, these help me write. I saved your life that day, and without me, you would have died countless times!"

"It's just once!" Tai Hao muttered a few words, but in the end he still took it, and the test paper was a little wrinkled after a few strokes.

"Don't be stubborn, if I hadn't asked you to play mahjong that day, would you still have a chance to talk to me here," patted him on the shoulder, "Come on, boy, I'm optimistic about you!"

"Did you let me, obviously..."Tae-ho was a little angry when he said this. God knows, his body almost showed its original shape after playing mahjong! He really wanted to reason with her, but it was a pity that the person on the other side did not enter the oil and salt. Sneaking to the back of the classroom with his bag on his back, he left with the bell ringing.

The classrooms of the upper grades on the teaching floor are all lit up, illuminating half of the empty playground.

Madara followed the road, thinking about what happened after that day, and he could also ask Brother Rabbit. He probably wouldn't tell her, though. Well, ask the stupid dog again. It's the same tomorrow, she doesn't want to go up the mountain in the middle of the night. Besides, it's a big deal to ask Old Man Yan. The old man's mouth was very loose, and he was able to say a few words.

At the thought of troubles, which can be solved quickly, Madara is still a little happy.

I wandered around the playground for a while, and was about to leave. A figure suddenly passed in front of him, swaying. If she was usually afraid, she might have been afraid, but that figure could obviously be determined to be a person, carrying a big bag on his shoulder, stumbling along.

Curiosity haunted him, and Madara followed. The person carrying the bag obviously did not know the way.

Backstreet's elementary school is a historic school that has been around for a long time before the city was developed. After several ups and downs, even the school leaders are not aware of the school's assets. There was also a joke on the site selection of the swimming pool to be built next year, and the approval came and went, and it turned out that the land originally belonged to the school. As a result, the school has also done a large-scale asset liquidation. It happened to be the time when she was in school, and she was not interested in this kind of thing, and she listened to a lot of gossip news.

Madara looked at this person and felt a little strange. After several hesitations, he still took out his mobile phone and pointed it at the man, ready to leave some information.

Click...

Under the spotlight, the man's surprised expression was revealed.

Banzhu was a little embarrassed, and smiled with a straight face: "Hehehe, I'm passing by!"

The man looked at her, his gaze on her hand. Banzhu hurriedly put away his mobile phone and put it in his pocket: "The moonlight tonight is so beautiful, take a photo to commemorate it!"

The street lights on campus are the problem that Banzhu wants to complain about the most, the night sky is gray, and the moonlight can't penetrate the clouds.

"Just kidding, don't be so serious!" Madara retreated, stepping on the stone, a little unsteady, "Uncle, you have to be calm!"

The man didn't speak, half of his face covered his lips with a stubble on his face, and a pair of eyes stared straight at her. The knife in his hand was a little blurry under the dim street lamp: "Girl, do you know what a blunt knife is to cut meat?"