After breakfast, Ji Qiushui went back to the dormitory to get something, and Zhong Shengwan went back to the classroom first.

After three shifts, she stopped.

At the moment, there are few people in the third class classroom, and most of them are still eating in the cafeteria.

Zhong Shengwan swaggered through the front door of the classroom, walked up to a male classmate who was bowing his head and doing his homework, and knocked on his desk with his hand.

The other party looked up and saw that it was her, and was stunned.

Zhong Shengwan asked him, "Where does Xu Jingzheng sit?"

The other party turned around and raised his hand to point to a table in the hallway at the back, "Over there, he just moved there this morning." ”

"Okay, thank you. ”

Zhong Shengwan put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform, and walked all the way to the last row of the classroom.

There is only one desk in the last row of the classroom by the corridor, and the textbooks are neatly placed on the table.

Confirming that this is Xu Jingzheng's position, Zhong Shengwan sat down and raised his hand to take a fountain pen from his pen holder.

The tip of the pen wandered in the Chinese textbook, and she drew *, and while drawing, she greeted the classmates sitting nearby, "You can all come and see it after a while." ”

When everyone heard her say this, and then thought of the grievances and grievances between her and Xu Jingzheng in the past two days, the big guys became curious.

So, by the time Zhong Sheng finished her painting, she was already surrounded by many classmates.

Throwing the pen into the pen holder, she clapped her hands and stood up, copied her hand into the pocket of her school uniform, greeted the classmates around her with a smile, and swaggered away.

......

After breakfast, Xu Jingzheng went back to the dormitory, took the competition question and went to the teacher's office.

I spent more than half an hour in the office before returning to the classroom.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw many classmates gathered around his desk, smiling and leaning back one by one, as if they saw something very efficient.

He walked over with his feet up and stood behind them silently.

The thin lips were pursed, and the expression on that handsome face was a little unhappy.

The reason why he had moved to the last row was because he didn't like people to bother him.

He likes to be quiet, not noisy.

And more importantly, he has a serious cleanliness fetish and doesn't like people touching his things.

Jiang Yiming sat in the last row, and as soon as he came in from the back door, he saw Xu Jingzheng standing at the back of the crowd, with a gloomy face, looking very unhappy.

He walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

As soon as he spoke, the classmates who were originally smiling in front of Xu Jingzheng's desk all turned their heads, everyone still had a smile on their faces, but when they saw Xu Jingzheng standing behind them, they all consciously closed their mouths, and then ran away in a swarm.

Jiang Yiming looked at their fleeing appearance, and couldn't help but ask Xu Jingzheng curiously, "What are they laughing at?"

"How do I ......?"

Xu Jingzheng took a step forward and was about to sit down in his position, but his eyes inadvertently fell on the Chinese textbook.

The textbook also turned to the page where he went to eat, and on it was a piece of classical Chinese that he had just learned.

His textbooks are clean, not that he cherishes them, it's just that he's not used to taking notes.

After all, what the teacher said once, he can remember.

But now, the otherwise clean page has been painted with a picture of two people.

One boy, one girl.

The girl with the ponytail stepped on the boy, and the girl's eyes were a little domineering and disdainful with a few strokes, and the boy looked at the girl with tears in his eyes, and the eyes were outlined more vividly......

Probably afraid that others would not understand the meaning of this painting, the other party also wrote a few lines of dialogue next to this painting.

The dialogue is as follows:

The bell rang late, "Do you take it?"

Xu Jingzheng, "Serve, the late master spares his life." ”

The bell rang late, "It's okay to spare your life, you can sing a conquest to the master." ”

Xu Jingzheng, "I was conquered by you like this, and I forgot all the ways to retreat......"

The bell rings late, "Good!"

The picture is lifelike, vivid and lively.

"Hahaha......" Jiang Yiming's undisguised laughter made Xu Jingzheng's eyes slightly sideways, with a gloomy face.

The two have been in the same room for more than a month, and Jiang Yiming still understands Xu Jingzheng's character.

It was the first time he had seen him change his face.

A real change of face.

I'm angry!

I'm still very angry.

So, he immediately covered his mouth with his hand and ran faster than a rabbit.

He finally understood why his classmates were running so fast just now, in order to prevent being wiped out.

......

Xu Jingzheng sat down in his position, his dark eyes kept staring at the painting, his thin lips pursed, and his face sank like a dark cloud before a storm.

The surrounding classmates were secretly looking at him, and everyone had the mentality of watching a good show, especially hoping that Xu Jingzheng would immediately rush to the second class next door, and then give them a big PK for men and women.

But what disappointed them was that it was only ten minutes later, and Xu Jingzheng put away the language book with a calm face.

Crowd, "......"

Is this cowardice?

......

The bell for the return of revenge is in a good mood.

She sat at her desk and hummed a little tune.

The male classmate in front of her turned his head to look at her, "I'm in a good mood." ”

"Hmm. ”

"If there is something good, we are happy to say it. ”

"You also want to listen to the girl's little secret?"

"Hehe, if you're happy to share, we don't mind at all......"

"Fuck off!"

As soon as Ji Qiushui entered the classroom, she saw Zhong Shengwan knocking on the backs of the two male classmates in front of her with a textbook, and she hurriedly ran over and shouted, "Master Evening, be merciful." ”

Zhong Shengwan stopped moving and glanced at her, "You went back to the dormitory and slept in the dormitory?"

She has been waiting for Ji Qiushui since she came out of the third class classroom.

I want to share the joy of revenge with her as soon as possible.

But seeing that it was going to be class, she showed up late.

Ji Qiushui immediately explained, "I washed all yesterday's clothes. ”

"Did I wash the sneakers I changed into yesterday?"

Ji Qiushui, "...... This classmate, I am your tablemate, I am not your mother. ”

"Oh," Zhong Shengwan shrugged, "my mom won't wash my shoes either." ”

Ji Qiushui looked at her sympathetically, "You wash it yourself at home?"

"No," Zhong Shengwan replied to her with a smile, "My dad bought my mom a shoe washer that specializes in washing shoes, and no matter how dirty shoes are put in, they can be washed cleanly, and it also has its own drying function." ”

"Tsk......"

"But my mom usually doesn't use it, she has a habit of cleanliness, and she always thinks that the shoes washed by the machine are not clean. ”

“...... What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Did you forget something?"

"What did I forget?"

"I still have a good father. ”

“...... Get out!"

It's okay to show off your wealth, but also show off your father, which makes Ji Qiushui's heart jammed that the family's money is not as good as her family's father.

After such a mistake, Zhong Shengwan forgot to share with Ji Qiushui the happiness of revenge.

The first two classes were math, and the math teacher was the homeroom teacher next door, Mr. Xiao Li.

Old man Xiao Li said above, and the bell dozed off below.

Last night, I slept late to read a novel.

At this moment, the classroom is very well heated, and she really has no math cells, listening to the little old man's lecture is like listening to a book from heaven, so she can't raise her eyelids after a while.

After a minute, the little head began to point down.

It's like a chick pecking rice, again and again.

The little old man on the podium was spitting when he suddenly saw a small head by the window of the corridor that was following the rhythm of his speech.

Based on years of classroom experience, the other party must be dozing off.

Dare to doze off in his math class, how can the little old man let her go?

So, I raised my hand, and half of the chalk in my hand flew towards the little head.

In the next second, a painful 'ouch' came over, and then I heard the other party's angry shout, "Who dares to smash the master?"

The little old man stopped lecturing, propped his hands on the lectern, looked at a certain girl who called herself 'Little Master' over there, and replied to her with a smile, "Li Guangnian." ”

......

Zhong Sheng dozed off at night, and even dreamed that she was eating the veal steak that her mother fried for her.

Seeing that a piece of meat was about to be swallowed by her, she suddenly felt a pain in her head.

The whole person was woken up by the pain, and seeing the flesh flying away from her mouth, she was depressed and wanted to go crazy.

I forgot that she was in class at the moment, and after a burst of cheers, when she heard the words 'Li Guangnian', her brain was excited, and the whole person woke up instantly.

Looking up, looking at the little old man standing on the podium and looking at her with a smile, Zhong Sheng's eyes rolled in the evening, and then he stood up from his position, and said sweetly to the little old man with a smile, "Teacher, I just joked with you." ”

The little old man was still smiling, and slowly threw over, "What kind of joke?"

Zhong Shengwan's scalp was numb by his laughter, and the smile on his face was almost uncontrollable, "You adults have a lot, don't be like a small one." ”

"Don't, you're a master, I don't dare to make a mistake in front of you!"

Zhong Sheng wanted to cry without tears, and begged for mercy, "Teacher, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will never dare to do it again." ”

"Hmph!" the little old man glared at her with a serious face, and then threw her a sentence, "Write a review, and send the last self-study class to my office." ”

The bell wilted, "Yes." ”

"No less than eight hundred words. ”

"Oh. ”

......

Four classes in the morning, two in math and two in English.

After the first four classes, the fifth class is self-study.

The bell rang late, and it was not until the end of school that I went to the little old man's office with the review that had been written a long time ago.

She often writes reviews, and for her it is just a repetition of each previous writing.

The 800-word review was completed in fifteen minutes.

The school teachers are all one person in one office, Zhong Sheng walked outside the little old man's office in the evening, and saw that the door was hidden, so she bent over first and peeked inside through the crack in the door.

The little old man was sipping tea and correcting his homework, looking leisurely.

The mood also looks good......