Feng Yiming sat honestly in the classroom, unconsciously glanced at the back row out of the corner of his eyes, and saw Zhou Fatzi looking at the blackboard seriously, Feng Yiming's somewhat loose back straightened all of a sudden, and listened carefully to the teacher on the podium. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is no way, the Tianhao nightclub incident has been over for almost half a month, but Feng's mother suddenly found that her son's academic performance has climbed from "passable" to "excellent", and his ability to cause trouble has become more and more great.

During this time, every time Feng's mother, who took the senior class teacher, went to the senior class for a walk, she always had to go around to the senior teacher to see if there was such an unconscious son.

In this regard, Zhou Fatzi complained a lot, Feng's mother came to take a turn, not to mention Feng Yiming, even he had to be honest, otherwise Feng's mother would say a few words casually, and he would have to be beaten again when he went home.

It's easy to stay up until the school bell rings, and everyone else is tidying up their things and preparing to go home, only Feng Yiming is lying on the table, thinking that if he stays up for more than two years like this, he will be stupid if he is not crazy.

"Ahem!"

Hearing a pleasant but obviously unhappy cough, Feng Yiming reacted, picked up his schoolbag and followed Zhang Jingjing out the door, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

The girl didn't speak, just walked by herself, Feng Yiming racked his brains to recall where he had offended this little ancestor during this time, and begged for mercy with soft words in the back.

It wasn't until she walked to the edge of the parking shed on the first floor that Zhang Jingjing turned her head to see that there was no one around, and then asked softly, "What happened some time ago?"

"Not really. Feng Yiming was a little inexplicable, looked at the girl's frowning brows, and asked, "Isn't your birthday the first half of the year?"

Zhang Jingjing glared at him angrily and asked, "I heard that you also went to Nian Zhiyao's birthday banquet two weeks ago?"

Feng Yiming reacted at this time, this matter was spread in the grade, but Feng Yiming greeted the Nian family in advance, and the classmates discussed the news that the nightclub was suddenly closed by the police, but rarely mentioned Feng Yiming's name.

Looking sideways at Zhang Jingjing, Feng Yiming smiled and asked, "How do you know?" Maybe Zhang Jingjing's family told her?

But in the city, the public news is that the city bureau raided the Tianhao nightclub, searched for a large number of drugs and a large number of drug addicts, and occasionally someone is discussing the personal grudge between Ding Xiangzhong and Wang Yongqiang, who was detained in the nightclub that night, no more than ten people know about Feng Yiming's existence, Feng Yiming guessed in his heart who was the person who told Zhang Jingjing or Zhang Jingjing's family the truth?

"Hmph, don't worry about it!" Seeing Feng Yiming turning around and refusing to tell the truth, Zhang Jingjing also had anger in her heart, but what was the reason for this anger? The girl explored her inner world in her heart.

Remembering her cousin's menacing words in private last night, Zhang Jingjing stared into the boy's eyes and asked, "Where are you going to go to university in the future?"

Feng Yiming was a little puzzled when he heard this question, wasn't it a discussion when he was dating at the beginning of school?

"It's either Kyoto or the Demon Capital, didn't we say it!"

Zhang Jingjing's eyes unconsciously scanned around, and after a while, she continued to ask: "Are you going to be admitted to the same place with you, or even other people in the same school?"

"What do you mean?" Feng Yiming was a little confused, looked left and right at no one around, took the girl's hand and pressed it on his face, and asked: "I have always believed that the most important thing to get along with people is two aspects. ”

The girl was a little flustered and wanted to retract her hand, but she inadvertently saw Feng Yiming's gentle and firm eyes, and finally involuntarily gently rubbed the boy's cheek and said softly: "On the one hand, it is an independent space, and on the other hand, there is mutual trust." ”

Feng Yiming smiled and said, "Let's just say that we are a natural pair, can we say it now?"

Zhang Jingjing's hand touching the boy's cheek turned, tugged at his ear, and said, "It's really annoying, I can't say anything clearly, I have to turn a corner!"

"Hey, it hurts, it hurts!" Feng Yiming's hippie smile frolicked, but his eyes kept staring at the girl.

Zhang Jingjing let go of her hand, put on her gloves, pushed the bicycle out of the carport, hesitated for a while, and then whispered with a crimson face: "You and Zhang Miao ......"

Feng Yiming gasped, thinking that you had eaten Ye Zizi's vinegar, but you actually ate it on Zhang Miao's head, Feng Yiming looked at the girl's glasses, and said very seriously: "Jingjing, I think it's time to change your flat glasses, you are really short-sighted!"

Zhang Jingjing also looked at the boy seriously, tilting her head with a hint of doubt, could it be that what her cousin Zhang Miao said yesterday was all a lie to herself?

Cheerful and tall, Zhang Miao is much more popular than her whether she is in the Zhang family or the Lu family, from childhood to adulthood, boys of the same age are often more willing to associate with Zhang Miao, Zhang Jingjing, who is very impressed by this, is still a little skeptical when she thinks of this.

"Jingjing, you really have bad eyes!" Feng Yiming looked at the girl's doubtful eyes, and said with a smile: "Jealousy eats on her head, look at those boys in the third class have fought for her several times, you treat me as a masochist!"

Zhang Jingjing smiled lukewarmly and said, "What's the matter, haven't you fought for her too?" and smashed a beautiful woman with a bloody face. ”

Feng Yiming was really anxious at this time, and he begged the girl for mercy, saying: "It's too nonsense, where am I fighting for her, everyone in the private room at the time knows it......"

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Jingjing interrupted and said softly: "That hero saves the beauty for the sake of the leaves?"

Feng Yiming was completely speechless, looking at Zhang Jingjing dejectedly, his aggrieved eyes were pitiful. When you meet a jealous woman, she won't listen to anything you say.

After the nightclub incident, up to Zhang Changhe and his wife, his parents, down to Ye Zizi and Zhang Miao, all of them did not accept their favors, and Zhang Miao also claimed that he was retaliated against because he kicked Du Sen's leg.

Now even Zhang Jingjing can measure what she did in the nightclub from another angle, Feng Yiming thought to himself, no wonder no one does good deeds, and the price is too big!

Zhang Jingjing knew in her heart that most of the cruel words that Zhang Miao ran to say last night were groundless, and the girl looked at Feng Yiming, who still had a look of great wrongs in front of her, and sighed helplessly in her heart.

"I have discussed with Feng Yiming and Ye Zi, and I will be admitted to a university when the time comes!"

"It's okay, Ye Zi and I have said okay, open competition!"

"Of course, Uncle Feng likes me!"

The so-called no wind and no waves, although Zhang Miao's words are likely to be fabricated, Ye Zizi's feelings for Feng Yiming, Zhang Jingjing has always seen it, but Zhang Miao's horizontal rubbing of the rod made Zhang Jingjing a little unsure, whether he was specifically targeting himself and bringing his best friend Ye Zizi out of anger, or Zhang Miao was also angry with Feng Yiming......

Or she should be more proactive, her parents' failed marriage made her understand a truth, and feelings also need to be managed well.

Zhang Jingjing got on her bicycle, turned her head and said lightly: "This Friday is Christmas, and I am going to church that night."