Chemistry class.

The chemistry teacher is a first-year worker, and his face flushes when he stands on the podium and looks down. When I read sulfur dioxide, it was as if my mouth was bolted and I had just recovered a little. There are students following along. Teachers are even more stage frightened.

At this time, Xiaohong stood up again.

The chemistry teacher thought that he was standing at him, thinking that he was going to give his opinion, or to hold a criticism meeting, and his face turned white with fright.

But when the chemistry teacher encouraged the courage to look at Xiaohong's expression, he saw that Xiaohong actually had a helpless expression of sadness and hatred.

"What's wrong?" the teacher regained his demeanor.

"The boy in the back stepped on my stool, dirty, poisonous!" Xiaohong said.

The chemistry teacher came over to persuade Xiaohong: "The male classmate's foot on the stool is only an extremely small physical change, there is no chemical reaction, and no toxic gas will be produced." ”

"Yes, boys and girls can't have close contact, just like that!"

"Isn't it across a stool?"

"Stools conduct electricity!"

"Stools don't conduct electricity, don't believe me, ask your physics teacher. Besides, you see that Zheng Dacheng and Zhao Tiantian are at the same table as each other in our class, and Zhao Tiantian was not electrocuted by Zheng Dacheng. ”

"Zhao Tiantian was not electrocuted by Zheng Dacheng because she couldn't sit still, so she left her seat to find Chen Tiedan. Before she touched Tie Dan's hand, she was already stunned by Tie Dan!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"No......" The chemistry teacher doesn't believe that iron eggs are more powerful than electric rods, and they can electrocute people in the air.

"Why not! You stay away from me! And be a chemistry teacher, don't you know that you exhale carbon dioxide, which is toxic gas?"

Xiaohong was anxious at the chemistry teacher again.

"Carbon monoxide is toxic gas, carbon dioxide is fine. The chemistry teacher explained.

"Liar!" Xiaohong cried and ran out of the classroom.

"Your sister is crying, why don't you go and see it?" a classmate asked Tiedan.

"My sister?" Iron Egg asked, confused.

"She looks a lot like you. Yaya told him.

Xiaohong returned to the dormitory, and her mood stabilized a little. But at this time, Tian Tian quietly followed, and couldn't help but say, using Shaolin boxing, which he had been practicing since he was 3 years old, to beat Xiaohong.

Tian Tian came from a wealthy family, and his father spent a lot of money to train her to learn art and martial arts since she was a child. Learning those that require wealth and wealth is difficult for the poor to learn.

Xiaohong was beaten very badly, especially in the heart. But she didn't say a word.

Tian Tian had enough, walked out of the dormitory and stood still, sorted out his facial expressions and clothes, and went back to the classroom as if nothing happened.

Xiaohong also cleaned up her internal injuries and went home.

Since then, Xiaohong has never come to school.

Only Yaya has Xiaohong's mobile phone number in this class, and later contacted her, she went to a taekwondo gym to work, and listened to the hard practice of taekwondo while working. No one else had her contact information, and they didn't want to contact her. Gradually, everyone forgot about her.

Xiaohong is gone, the school is like a big pit pond with 1 little red fish missing, and the beauty has pulled off 1 strand of hair, and there is no change.

During the evening self-study time, Qi Min deliberately hugged the anti-Japanese classic novels she bought and went to class 131 to pretend to sell them. Walking very fast elsewhere, when passing by the Iron Egg Seat, you can't walk slowly, or walk back and forth.

"Work-study, spare time to earn tuition and miscellaneous fees, if you need to buy books, you can't do anything about it. He shouted as he walked.

There's something to buy. She would say, "Okay, I'll make a note of you, here's a sample, you can go to my dorm room and get it after class." "When I really went to look for her, she said sorry, the goods are too sought-after, you can buy them from the bookstore somewhere.

Iron Egg finally came to the dormitory to find her. She also said: "It's not for sale!"

"Bye-bye. Iron Egg turned to leave.

"Not for sale, but for rent, 1 cent a day. Add my WeChat is more discounted, 1 cent a week. ”

Tie Dan added Qi Min's WeChat.

When he held the mobile phone, Qi Min felt that his fingers were tightly clasped with Tie Dan. 24 hours a day, she carries her phone with her.