Fan Xuezhi didn't have any strength but was very firm and gently helped He An'an's hand away: "You stay here, I'll take a look." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

He An'an's angry and depressed mood disappeared in an instant with his calm and infinitely secure words, and she sat back in her chair, her eyes followed Fan Xuezhi's broad shoulders and long legs, and the corners of her mouth curved with warmth.

Fan Xuezhi and Song Liang avoided the corner of the stairs where there was no one on the side and talked face to face.

Song Liang glared at Fan Xuezhi coldly, and spat on the ground: "Is your special mother really with An An?" When was this? ”

Fan Xuezhi replied expressionlessly: "You can't control our affairs." ”

Song Liang stared at a pair of round eyes under his eyelids, and said with a threatening tone: "Fan Xuezhi, your mother is tired of being crooked。。。。。。 ”

Fan Xuezhi quietly spit out a few words from his mouth: "Get out of here, don't come to the door of our class in the future!" No one wants to look at you! ”

Fan Xuezhi raised his head slightly, revealing a rounded chin, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were staring at Song Liang like a fly.

There were rumors about the scandal between Song Liang and He An'an in the school before, and Fan Xuezhi was so angry that he wanted to find an opportunity to teach this bastard who thought he was handsome, had a lot of stomachs, and dared to move his thoughts to He An'an.

Song Liang is handsome, but it's useless, He Anan has assured him more than once that there is no such person in his eyes at all.

As long as He Anan doesn't have the slightest good impression of Song Liang, Fan Xuezhi is very confident, no matter how Song Liang is jumping in front of him now, he has no fear, and he doesn't take this person in his eyes at all.

He Anan is not good for you, no matter how handsome you look, it is useless, just put a layer of gold on your face, as long as He Anan doesn't look at it, it will be for nothing.

Fan Xuezhi has confidence in He An'an, and he is angry, not because he is afraid that Song Liang's jumping will attract He An'an's attention, but because Fan Xuezhi came to He An'an every now and then to stink, pouting and opening the screen, which made him feel that he had been openly provoked.

Fan Xuezhi was too lazy to talk nonsense with Song Liang, he announced in a cool drag: "I have been together with An An since I was a child, from elementary school to junior high school to now, there is no place where you can insert." ”

After Fan Xuezhi finished speaking, he turned his head and walked towards the classroom, took two steps and stood again, and turned to look at Song Liang: "I know that you two high school students can't go up to the fourth floor, right?" In the future, when Shao Te's mother comes to hang out, no one will welcome you here. ”

Song Liang's two hands hanging down at his side were clenched into fists, and cyan blood vessels were stretched in his temples.

With a proud and proud look on his face, Fan Xuezhi declared: "An An is my girlfriend." ”

Fan Xuezhi's disdainful gaze swept over Song Liang's face, and the expression on his face was extremely obvious, just because you are also worthy of digging Lao Tzu's corner? Dream on!

Song Liang stared at Fan Xuezhi's departing back, snorted coldly from his nose, and was unconvinced, he raised his clenched fist and smashed it out in the air, squinting his eyes frantically: Groove! Your mother is looking for death!

Song Liang stood in place, just about to lift his feet and leave, when the two sophomore Zhou Sheng, who had been guarding the staircase on the second floor, ran behind the teacher on duty.

The teacher on duty pointed at Song Liang and shouted, "You came here to make trouble, right?" You're not a senior in high school, are you? Which class? What are you doing here? ”

Standing behind the teacher on duty, the classmate on duty who had secretly put Song Liang in just now drooped his head and said nothing.

The teacher on duty reprimanded people with a straight face: "Don't you know if it's okay not to go up to the fourth floor?" Which class are you! What is your name! ”

The teacher on duty turned his head and glared at the student on duty: "Write down his name, and demerit will deduct the group points of their class again!" ”

Fan Xuezhi swaggered out from the corner of the corridor of the teacher's office diagonally opposite, squinting at Song Liang, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Song Liang is worried about He An'an, this person has never died of a thief's heart, and Fan Xuezhi has always remembered this matter in his heart. Whenever he faced something involving He An'an, his heart and eyes immediately shrank to the size of a pin's nose, holding grudges, and he would take revenge, whoever dared to peep at He An'an, he would never let go of this person easily, no matter what means he used, he had to clean up that person.

Song Liang was dragged downstairs by the teacher that day, and the teacher warned him: "If you dare to come up and make trouble again, it will affect the study of your senior high school classmates, I will remember you as a big mistake, send you to your teacher, and let your teacher clean you up!" ”

Fan Xuezhi walked back to his class with long legs, and the whole person was full of wanton and joy, and the corners of his eyebrows and mouth appeared with a smile that could not be concealed.

He Anan took advantage of the fact that the teacher hadn't come yet, turned his head and asked him in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Got the person right? ”

Fan Xuezhi's eyebrows were faint: "Just rely on him to deserve it!" ”

He Anan looked at his cool and handsome face, and his lips tried his best to suppress a smug expression, this bastard.

The intense pace of study in the third year of high school compresses everyone's time to the extreme, every day from dawn in the morning, I have to get up to pack up my things and rush to school, and I have to study hard in the dark from the moment I sit in the classroom, until the end of self-study at half past nine in the evening.

The teacher is sometimes in the mood, and he will habitually press the class, usually the normal school time becomes ten o'clock in the evening, and when he gets home, he finishes washing, rushes into the study table and continues to complete his homework, and in the second half of the night, he drags his tired body to make up for sleep.

The mental state of the classmates began to become haggard, nervous, and the strings in the brain were tense at any time.

Girls no longer focus on dressing up and wearing school uniforms every day, and no one thinks about whether to put a pop hairpin on their hair, and no one wonders if they will have eye droppings on their faces because of sleepiness, or whether there will be anything on their teeth after eating, no one cares about these details.

The boys are even more obvious, all of them are unkempt, their hair is unkempt, they don't have time to repair it, they all have stubble, they are all half-adults, and their blue beards hang on their faces, looking dirty and unfavorable.

Among all of them, there is only Fan Xuezhi, who gets up ten minutes early every day, specially to take care of himself, wash his face and brush his teeth, and don't forget to secretly wipe some of his grandmother's usual face lotion.

He asked the guards at home to buy the kind of razor with foam, he had heavy hair, and if he didn't shave it carefully, he could connect it into a piece on his chin in one night's work.

He took care of himself carefully and carefully, did not forget to sneak into the toilet to clean Xiao Xiaozhi, clean himself from the inside out, and turned his head to go to school with satisfaction.

During the day, he was busy studying for a day, and at night, when Fan Xuezhi took the car home next to He An'an, the two would always secretly hold hands under the seats, and quietly touch each other while the guards were focusing on the road conditions, soothing the restlessness of the young desires that were already unbearable. (To be continued.) )