In the morning, Tang Meng naturally opened his eyes, and after running the Qi practice method for a week, his body was warm and did not feel tired. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is a big week just 6 hours? Oh, by the way, Mother didn't call me?" Tang Meng thought, looking downstairs, only to find that the kitchen was empty, and there was no smell of breakfast. Tang Meng then realized that his parents were on a business trip.

Tang Meng immediately laughed at himself: "Have you forgotten that your parents are on a business trip? ”

Until he went out, Tang Meng was still a little accustomed to the days when his parents were away. Michelia is gone, the master is gone, even her parents are on a business trip, parting in the world is always sad, even Tang Meng is no exception.

He remembered that yesterday his parents announced that he was going on a business trip for a while, and his mother said with tears in her eyes: "This business trip is a long time, but son, you must leave us as the Taoist priest said." In addition, you can't leave that jewelry. Remember to call your mom more often. ”

Father waved his hand lightly to stop this parting. patted Tang Meng's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Remember that when you grow up, you must learn to take care of yourself." We will always support you in everything you do. The signal may be poor where we go, so let's wait for us to call you. ”

Then Tang Meng's father pulled his mother, who still wanted to nag, on the way to the airport. Tang Meng watched them go away silently, and didn't want to wave until a long time, but his hand was very stiff and just raised and put down.

This morning, the sky was bright, and the dawn of the newborn dawn unscrupulously interpreted the light, shining on the green trees and grass. Tang Meng, as usual, walked like a fly, the first to come to the empty classroom, opened the boring textbook, as usual, soon Tang Meng began to write the never-ending senior high school homework. The rustling of the pen, this melody can only be heard by Tang Meng, such a dull life seems to be very popular with Tang Meng, and the corners of his mouth are raised.

"It seems that none of the students have any memory of yesterday's heavy rain, and they all say that yesterday was a sunny day. Heh, is it really just me?" Tang Meng suddenly muttered to himself.

"Tang Meng, have you arrived?" A soft voice came from Tang Meng's ears, and he had no choice but to stop his pen and look at Zhang Wenwen. Wearing a slightly larger school uniform makes her whole person look more weak, making people want to care for her and protect her.

Tang Meng was embarrassed to say it, but had to say lightly: "Zhang Wenwen, that, thank you." ”

Zhang Wenwen looked at Tang Meng flatteredly, and a blush quietly crept up Zhang Wenwen's face. "That's fine, that's what I should do, and I think the teacher is a little too extreme. ”

Zhang Wenwen finally didn't stutter anymore, and said a little excitedly. In fact, if it wasn't for Zhang Wenwen's help a few days ago, Tang Meng would have been punished by the school for violating the teacher's punishment station and leaving without permission and skipping class for a day, in fact, this is Zhang Wenwen's protection of Tang Meng.

Tang Meng really didn't know, but he still knew that something seemed wrong with Zhang Wenwen. At this time, Zhang Wenwen was lowering her head, and her hands kept stirring the hem of the school uniform. Once again, Tang Meng felt the breath of the realm, and the only magical creature that could expand the realm without being a martial arts master was a girl. Silent, Tang Menggang wanted to open his mouth to break this awkward love realm. The door opened with a "bang", and as if an appointment was made, classmate Lu Yi walked in and followed a few of his friends.

"Hey, I'm going to stay all night again, and I've got to sleep back from today's class. ”

"yes, I've lost a lot of hands in a row, it's really unlucky. ”

"yes,, what kind of teammates are they? Tell me about the one who made me crazy。。。。。。 ”

Suddenly, they collectively froze, and their surprise was like seeing the Huaxia Black Internet Cafe suddenly need to use their ID cards.

They saw the scene as follows: Zhang Wenwen, the class flower, was standing in front of Tang Meng's desk, ruddy, delicate and shiny, phew, no. looked at Tang Meng shyly, and Tang Meng was distressed and wanted to say something. Is this all a confession from Banhua?

Lu Yi and his friends all collapsed.

"I'm dazzled, right? Let's have a breakfast first, I must have hallucinations without breakfast. ”

"Yes, I'm so hungry, I can't use a lot of Internet. ”

"Raise your hands and feet in favor!"

So only Tang Meng, who had a headache, and Zhang Wenwen, who didn't know what was going on, were left in the classroom.

"What are they talking about?" asked Zhang Wenwen with a confused tilt of her head.

"Maybe they were doing too much homework all night yesterday and writing stupidly. After all, Huaxiaguo's homework writing will lower IQ. Tang Meng said lightly.

"Oh, I see" Zhang Wenwen looked relieved.

Hey, the author's friendly reminder, sure enough, you can't write more about Huaxia homework!

Then Tang Meng's ordinary life was broken like this. Yes, it is this word coined by Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty, which perfectly interprets Tang Meng's state at this time, and there are even more people staring at Tang Meng after class, because the fanatical fans of Zhang Wenwen in the other class will definitely come to pay tribute to the imminent death of the guy who was rejected by the goddess.

Tang Meng thought to himself that it would be good for them to practice swords, and they would definitely find Tang Meng to have a life and death ring after class, and they would never give up to live or die, so as to save trouble, but unfortunately this is the 21st century, which gave Tang Meng a headache, the fastest spread in the world is not the Internet, but the gossip between people.

At this time, Zhang Wenwen, who didn't seem to be able to figure out the situation, turned her head and whispered to Tang Meng: "Did something happen to Tang Meng, why are so many people glaring at you angrily?"

The corners of Tang Meng's stiff face twitched, and he said, "It's okay, maybe it's summer, and everyone is angry." ”

More people have their hearts pumping, and their eyes are even more wide-eyed.

"Tang Meng, Tang Meng, I didn't see that you were a master of flirting with girls before? ”

"This person must be deceiving the innocent and kind goddess Wenwen. ”

"I don't know my heart, I don't know my heart, beast. ”

Such fragmented resentments permeated the classroom, forming a real murderous aura, pointing straight to the source, Tang Meng, who was chatting with Zhang Wenwen who was looking very relaxed and happy.

"It's class, it's class, what are you doing in our class?" the head teacher, Li Jiale, began to drive away the crowd outside.

Zhang Wenwen suddenly had a wave of eyes, a pair of apricot eyes stared straight at Tang Meng, stared straight at Tang Meng, her red lips opened lightly, and she asked inexplicably: "Classmate Tang Meng, do you believe that there are monsters in the world?"

At this time, the wind rose, blowing her black hair up, Zhang Wenwen changed her feeling of weakness and helplessness, as if she had changed from a weak girl to a charming goblin who turned everyone upside down. The voice is full of charm. Although it was only a few seconds, Tang Meng did feel the taste of bewitching the world. It's a pity that there are too many tutoring books in the third year of high school, which obscures everyone's field of vision, and only Tang Meng knows about this style.

"Stand up!" With a soft voice from Zhang Wenwen, who had already turned around, Tang Meng finally came to his senses and quickly stood up.

"Tang Meng, you have been a little absent-minded in your studies recently, hurry up and study, your grades have been good. Li Jiale said with some sadness. The head teacher's name is a little ordinary, a middle-aged man who is a little bald, maybe he teaches Chinese, or a very talkative person, in short, he is still very lenient to Tang Meng's class in the third year of high school.

When the bell rang for the end of class, Li Jiale stacked a stack of small test papers that had just been completed, and said to Tang Meng: "Tang Meng came to my office. ”

Tang Meng had no choice but to suppress the question of that sentence in his heart, keep up with the teacher's pace, and turned around to see Zhang Wenwen writing her homework with her head down as usual, at this time, it happened to be the summer breeze blowing, lifting her bangs, revealing a white forehead that looked good or not, and the whole person was like a weak willow supporting the wind, still so quiet and beautiful.

"Is it delusional?" Tang Meng thought something was wrong. But the head teacher was already staring at him, so Tang Meng had no choice but to follow the head teacher to the office.

The teachers in the office were surprised, even including the math teacher, and the math teacher's attitude made Tang Meng feel inexplicable.

"Tang Meng, you seem to be a little wrong lately. I know your parents are on a business trip, but you can't relax, aren't you......" The head teacher began his rambling speech again. Tang Meng stood straight, with a straight face, meticulous, but obviously he was absent-minded and not listening. I finally came out of the office, but I heard a voice from behind.

"Isn't that the most famous student in your class, Tang Meng, what's wrong?" the math teacher asked.

"It's not a big deal, but I've been a little bit interested in studying lately. The head teacher replied with a sigh.

After some ideological education by the head teacher, Tang Meng felt that something was very wrong, but as soon as he came out of the office, he saw Zhao Zhuwu pacing outside, with an anxious face.

"Ah, senior, are you out?" Zhao Zhuwu, who was full of youthful atmosphere, saw Tang Meng suddenly smile, and his anxiety swept away.

"Well, what are you doing here?" Tang Meng asked suspiciously.

"Let's see if you can't. As soon as Zhao Zhuwu finished speaking, he suddenly changed his cautious expression, "Senior, I heard that you fell in love with Senior Sister Wen and were caught in the office for training?"

"Who did you listen to?" Tang Meng began to have a headache again, "I didn't. Immediately, Tang Meng faintly denied it.

"It's crazy outside, and you've been at the same table for 3 years, saying that you and she are both ...... Ah, but I'm relieved when the senior says that. Zhao Zhuwu patted his very full chest.

"Why do you need to rest assured?" Tang Meng was puzzled.

"Ahh Zhao Zhuwu was speechless at first, and then suddenly clapped his hands and said, "By the way, the seniors are all in their third year of high school, and falling in love will inevitably affect their studies, what if they can't get into a good university......?

"What do you say again?" Tang Meng was even more confused. Zhao Zhuwu lowered his head shyly, and said in a voice like a fly and a mosquito: "You and Senior Sister Wen are not suitable." ”

"I can't hear it, but it's almost class, so go back to your classroom." After speaking, Tang Meng walked to the classroom. Zhao Zhuwu quickly followed, and began to chat with Tang Meng, who was looking for some inexplicable topics to have a headache, but saw how many men in the corridor were inexplicably sad and angry, and even the beautiful school girls did not let go?