Good! Good! Let's go fishing first. Then go to the meal. After eating, I will go to pears" I heard Zhang Lan say eating and playing. Before Xiao Chenxi and Alice Gill could talk. Little Bebe, who had not been quiet on the side, was shouting there. echoed Zhang Lan's opinion. lest others forget her existence

This is completely this girl's concern. It's just this girl's clingy nature. It has made Zhang Lan a habit. I don't hold her in my arms. It's missing, what--from that point. Zhang Lan's guy is also enough for that.

"I can't forget you!" Zhang Lan looked doting and gently pinched Xiao Beibei's little face, which had obviously begun to become a little fat. "Forget no one, you can't forget our little princess, right?"

"Today is Sunday. You also have time. And there are also parties to play. It's hard to get a chance. Why don't you take your little girlfriend with you? Alice looked at Zhang Lan playfully. Looks like your little girlfriend hasn't had a good break in a long time since she has been working in classes all day. Take advantage of this good opportunity to accompany her out for a walk. Relax? ”

"Ahem. Mo Liyan is my little girlfriend. What are you doing with me? Zhang Lan unceremoniously counterattacked: You must not show weakness in front of Alice! Otherwise, in the future, this girl will seize the opportunity to laugh at herself from time to time, so pay it back?

Sounds reasonable. It's just a pity. This guy is a typical non-self-confess. Alice didn't say who his little girlfriend was at all.

"Me." Alice grinned. Mei's big eyes spun around a few times. I don't know what the hell I'm fighting. "I'm your sister."

"Oooh," I heard Alice say. Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief: this girl was finally not as usual. Say something that people can't accept.

The good times always pass too quickly. didn't think about it, didn't wait for Zhang Lan to catch his breath. Alice, this girl, inherited Zhang Lan's bad habit of not being shocking and dying. "Of course. Your sister's job is only part-time. It's your second-in-line girlfriend, if it's calculated according to the time we meet, your little girlfriend will have to stand back. So is that little girl in Beijing! ”

Very good. Nothing has changed! This girl is still the same as before! Zhang Lan rolled her eyes speechlessly: Ahem. Is there any argument? You've been a girlfriend for a long time, huh? Hmm, second in line?

"Who's the girlfriend in the first pick?" Torture in the brain, thinking about it, Zhang Lan couldn't stop talking.

"First in line. Of course, it's me. Ming, gentle, and benevolent can still cook a good meal of Dawn Gong|! "Alice was there with a lot of emotion. Only Xiao Chenxi and Jill sneered there, except for our Princess Chen, who is qualified to be ranked first? ”

Zhang Lan's head of the Huangguoshu Waterfall sweat.

"Hurry up and go find your little girlfriend."|Chenxi smiled while pushing Zhang Lan out, without admitting or denying. Hurry up and come back soon. Let's prepare something at home. ”

Zhang Lan, who was ridiculed by three little girls. I came to school in disgrace - fortunately not depressed.

Although it was Sunday. The little children in the first and second years of junior high school may still be sleeping at home at this point. This is a celebration of this precious day of rest every week. But the poor babies in the third year of junior high school are miserable. It's late April. I am about to face a very important turning point in my life. Sunday has long since become a week - Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, July. It's the miserable absence of a national legal break: Sunday.

Lying on the back door, the thief looked at it. Well. The classroom was quiet. Everyone was there with their heads down, reading books or doing exercises...... Presumably this class is a self-study classroom, and there is no teacher.

That's a good sign! Glancing to his seat. Empty. Mo Liyan, the little girl was lowering her head, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

Zhang Lan and Mo Liyan's seats were in the fifth row in the middle. It's a pretty good location. Neither would he suck chalk powder every day like those poor little guys in the first and second rows - Zhang Lan had good reason to believe it. The students who sat in the middle of the first and second rows. The odds of "pneumoconiosis" should be second only to that of a math teacher. As for why it is a math teacher and not a teacher of other subjects. Of course, it's because the math teacher writes the most on the blackboard - and doesn't get too close to the blackboard like he did in the third row, and can't see what is written on either end of the board. The seats in the middle of the fourth and fifth rows have long been known as the "golden seats" among students and teachers. Usually if it's not because of being short or having too hard relationships like yourself. The students with the best academic performance who are most favored by the teacher in the class will be placed in 10 places in this district by the class teacher. And it's amazing that every time you change seats, you can keep the flow between these 10|s. Definitely not going to go

Or go to the front and back seats: unless your grades slip and don't take the old welcome. Kicked out.

It's just a pity. Although resources are scarce. I didn't see anyone all day. But Zhang Lan shamelessly occupied a seat. Right next to Mo Liyan—in a sense. "Occupy the pit and don't" said that it was Zhang Lan, a shameless guy.

Mo Liyan has no opinion on this seat, and the teachers have no opinion. This girl has always been second in the class. A good baby in the teacher's mind. But for Zhang Lan, he also occupies a seat here. The teachers were full of opinions - although Zhang Lancheng was a member of the class.

It's a pity. Many emotions do not depend on the personal will of the teachers. For example, Zhang Lan's seat problem. Although a stomach full of opinions. But I can only hold it in my heart. Frankly. If it weren't for Zhang Lan's teaching all day long, there would be no one in the school. Just his height of nearly 1.8 meters. If I seat it in a row according to height. Zhang Lan is not in the last row. It will also be placed in the penultimate row.

But now. It seems that no one has dared to sin this little ancestor. But the location is good. This is not a good time to enter the classroom. Although Zhang Lan thinks that she cannot be regarded as a good student. But I was also embarrassed to disturb the students who were quietly doing the exercises. Hesitated for a moment. Zhang Lan finally decided to sneak in quietly through the back door.

Quietly knocked on the back door. Motioning to the person sitting at the back door, wearing a black power suit, with a bunch of sneering "heavy metal" hanging on his body, like a cousin, opening the door for himself. Let yourself in. ,

Zhang Lan's knock on the door startled the cousin in the back. In a hurry, he spread it out on the desk and stuffed it into the hole in the desk.

Zhang Lan looked down at the back door glass. Dunda: This guy is a talent! I was actually looking at a copy of "The Legend of the Xuanmen Swordsman" that Mo had just walked from himself two days ago!

Secretly read novels during class. What a scene! Zhang Lan couldn't help it: I thought I did the same thing back then! But then again. Master, I read novels, but I'm much taller than this brother. At first glance, this brother is a chick who reads novels. No experience! I want to read novels secretly in class by myself. There was a long row of books stacked in front of the class. Stretched with a wide rubber band - from a tactical point of view. It's a good artificial bunker - always have a half-written workbook on the side beforehand. A pen in his hand. Spread the novel flat on the side of the desk. He also nodded from time to time. It looks like I've found a way to solve the problem.

If far from the old found old. You can insert the book into the stack of books slowly. Then pull out another book to cope with the past; If you find that the teacher has come up to you. After discovering that there is an "enemy situation". At this time, you must not be able to show your feet in a hurry. Be calm. At this moment, the half-written exercise book that realized the preparation came in handy. Pretend to be serious about solving the problem. Frowning slightly. After that, write and draw on it.

At this time, the teacher saw that he was studying seriously. will simply ignore your existence. Walk straight past you. Wait until the teacher is gone. You can continue your "adventure" journey with the characters in the book you just wrote. This is a trick that can be attacked, retreated, and defended. I started reading novels in the second grade of elementary school. After several years, the ultimate trick to deal with the teacher was summed up by the teacher with countless copies of "Story Club", novels, comic books, magazines, etc. Since inventing this trick himself. Not a single defeat.

Although I really want to pass on my undefeated tricks to this like-minded brother. Prevent this guy from repeating his own mistakes - at the cost of countless novels in exchange for his previous valuable experience. But I am afraid that after teaching my own tricks to a brother who bought a cousin. If I didn't do it well, I was put on a big hat of "mistaken people's children", and the mother of the brother who bought the cousin found his head. Zhang Lan hesitated for a long time. Finally it was decided to abandon this idea: brother. You can only ask for more blessings for yourself and God forbid.

The relationship between Zhang Lan and the brother who sold the watch is not bad. I often borrow a novel from Zhang Lan to read. As long as you see the novel with the word "Zhang Lan" dancing on it. The fate of such novels marked by Zhang Lan is very different from the fate of many of his "colleagues" who were either torn up on the spot by the teacher or confiscated: the so-called not looking at the face of the monk and looking at the face of the Buddha. Since it's the stuff of a little ancestor. Then let's turn a blind eye. Just see it for yourself.

The half-dead cousin's brother, who was originally frightened, waited until he saw that it was Zhang Lan who knocked on the back door. Only then did he let out a long breath: it turned out to be the legendary old man. It's good not to be a teacher!