Zhang Zijian's magic hand kept kneading the other party's soft and elastic buttocks, and then was about to lift Dong Qian's long skirt, a small hand grabbed Zhang Zijian's wrist to prevent Zhang Zijian from further violation, and said in Zhang Zijian's ear: "Don't!" ”

Liao Huo's upper body, suddenly stopped, Zhang Zijian's heart was like scratching, at this time Zhang Zijian was tougher, and a bully was hard to bow on, maybe this thing could be done. But Zhang Zijian didn't want to, he wanted to complete the first time after crossing in a romantic atmosphere, although he had never done a field battle, but the first time he definitely wanted to be in bed, not in this place where people could come at any time.

Dong Qian leaned on Zhang Zijian's shoulder and whispered, "I'll give it to you, but not now?" ”

"I'm sorry, I was a little anxious just now, I forgot that I don't divide the venue, and it's not too early, I'll send you home!" After Zhang Zijian finished speaking, he took Dong Qian's small waist and walked down the rockery, strolling on the road, and the dusk-like street lamps shone on a pair of long figures.

Li Mei came home late, it was already early in the morning, and when she came home, she saw that her daughter had fallen asleep, and saw her sleeping with a sweet smile, and she felt a lot more relieved. After she and Zhang Jianjun left, she regretted a little, she shouldn't let Zhang Zijian send her daughter home, in case two ignorant children secretly ate the forbidden fruit, in the future, I really can't imagine what the outcome will be in the future, on the way to the hotel, Li Mei thought a lot, the status of the Zhang family is not comparable to their family, or a distant relative like Zhang Zijian, when he reaches the age of marriage, he must find a good person. Although it is not the old society now, the concept is still based on the tradition of the old generation, can a child from a poor family climb high into the courtyard of a deep house? Even if she breaks through many obstacles to marry Zhang Zijian, the kind of big family's own daughter can adapt, she is worried, worried that her daughter has fallen in love.

Seeing Zhang Jianjun's car parked in front of a guest house, Li Mei was still hesitating. Zhang Jianjun didn't say much, took out a cigarette and lit it, he was thinking about Li Mei's time, Li Mei really regretted it, Zhang Jianjun wouldn't blame her, after all, what was the first time she came out, she always had to give people a kind of mental preparation, Zhang Jianjun had already thought about preparing for a protracted war.

Li Mei still got out of the car, not for anything else, but also for her daughter, when Zhang Zijian and Dong Qian really entered the marriage discussion in the future, Zhang Jianjun could still say a word and protect the two of them.

At this time, there was a girl who couldn't sleep, thinking about today's events over and over again, and thinking about the scene of the first time she saw the boy, and her singing voice was low and elegant.

Knowing that the other party's heart is not in him, but he still has to think about it, his shadow is everywhere in his mind, imagining that he is coming out for her today, fighting for power with people, and fighting for power, melancholy, the other party likes his best friend, and he can't take the initiative, I found out a little like him earlier, and I deliberately asked, who do you like between the two of us, when you know the answer, with a smile on your face, your heart has been lost, and you can't say that you are worried, as if you have been drained of all your strength, and that kind of reluctant loss will not be seen.

Sleepless tonight, reverie whether to fight, everyone has a chance, as long as they work hard, maybe they can win back his heart, now thinking about friendship or love is important, if you shoot, friendship is gone, what about love? Dilemma.

The more Sun Xiaoli didn't want the choice of friendship and love, the more she thought about it, and her brain began to be cloudy.

To the west of the Jianguo Community is the Capital No. 13 Middle School, which is considered a third-rate school by outsiders with a low admission rate. Half of the students are admitted to two or three universities or even junior colleges, and only a very small number of students are admitted to one university. Since the establishment of the school, there have been no students who can be admitted to the top ten famous universities in the country, but the 13th Middle School has several specialty classes, physical education and art classes, and these two classes can also drive a part of the admission rate.

Zhang Jianjun took Zhang Zijian to the 13th Middle School, and asked Director Gao of the Education Commission to say hello to the school, but Director Gao called the principal, saying that his friend brought the child over today, and you can arrange it. What does the principal of the thirteenth middle school think is a big deal? Wouldn't you just arrange for a child to be a transfer student? It will be handed over to the teaching office right now. The director of the teaching office was also promoted in the middle of last semester, and this is when the principal saw her husband promoted to a deputy director of a ministry. Liu Fangfang, the 28-year-old director of the Education Office, sneered when she heard that the principal said that it was the relationship between Director Gao of the Education Commission, this is a little bit of a holiday with Director Gao, Liu Fangfang's husband was often harassed by Director Gao before she rose, and now her husband is powerful and powerful, and she is afraid of a small director of the Education Commission.

The thirteenth middle school is also divided into fast and slow classes, and there are thirty-one classes in high school, one to four classes are fast classes, and those who study well are in these four classes, and classes five to eight are slow classes. Class 9 is the top students who are particularly good at sports, Class 10 is art students, and the last class is the garbage class of the whole school.

Director Liu Fangfang's first thought was to put Director Gao's relationship into this class. She is not afraid that Director Gao and the principal will trouble him, does she know that she has her husband's support behind her? Since becoming this deputy director, drink. Local officials and officials brought things to their homes, and they could even receive money. Now Liu Fangfang knows why those people like to be officials.

When Zhang Zijian knew that he was placed in Class Eleven, he didn't care. Zhang Jianjun frowned slightly, but did not express an opinion. Liu Fangfang looked at Zhang Zijian's file, her face was slightly shocked, her grades were so good, and her surname was high enough to come to this broken school. It must be a tampered achievement, this kind of thing is not that I haven't done it, it seems that it is right to arrange it to class 11.

The head teacher of Class 11 is a middle-aged chubby woman, who looks very rich and has a majestic face. led Zhang Jianjun and Zhang Zijian to complete the admission procedures, paid more fees, and also received books and school uniforms.

Zhang Jianjun didn't speak from beginning to end, and saw that Zhang Zijian was brought into the teacher by the head teacher, so he left, but he always felt that the class arranged made Zhang Jianjun dissatisfied. I wanted to see the situation, but I couldn't say anything more, so I didn't talk much.

When Zhang Zijian entered the classroom of Class 11, he was talking nonsense, and he exchanged heads and ears, when Wang Qingxin, the head teacher of Class 11, took Zhang Zijian to stand at the door and took a look, walked up to the podium, picked up the blackboard eraser and knocked it on the lectern with the back, and shouted loudly: "Quiet, give me a stop?" ”

This is the whole class is silent, looking at Wang Qingxin, when I see Zhang Zijian at the door, a delicate face, at this time Zhang Zijian has not changed into a school uniform, holding a stack of textbooks in his hand. Among them, a few girls exaggerated their mouths at Zhang Zijian, bringing out that kind of flattering smile......

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