Chapter 11: I Can Give a

Zhongshan No. 1 High School started relatively late.

On the one hand, this year's New Year's holiday has been postponed, and on the other hand, there is too much homework during the winter vacation.

As the best high school in Zhongshan, the teachers have to go to various places for further study during the holidays, and the tasks assigned to them are no less than those students who are about to face the college entrance examination.

Zhang Qi sat in the BMW, looked at the school fence that had just opened a crack in the distance, and then looked at the woman in pink next to him, and smiled bitterly.

"What's your expression?"

The woman immediately noticed the change on Zhang Qi's face, and her beautiful eyes glared and then asked.

"Eldest sister, let me go, I was about to be tossed to death by you last night!" Zhang Qi sighed and looked at Han Han in front of him pitifully.

Zhang Qi's so-called toss is not the kind of ambiguous adult toss.

It's that Han Han always wants Zhang Qi to hold him all night, and if he moves a little, or there is a gap between the two of them, he will not hesitate to screw him on the root of his thigh.

It is called adult education.

"Spare you? You've been running for so long and want me to let you go? Han Han snorted lightly, without the slightest sympathy for Zhang Qi.

Han Han, who is dressed as a girl, does not look big, if it is just a cursory glance, there is a chance that there will be eight times out of ten. Nine will treat him as a student.

But only when he got closer could he see the enchantment in his eyes and the seductive mature beauty exuding from his whole body.

For example, Zhang Qi, a pillar of optimus all night, has a sore back until now, but he still has to endure this inhuman test.

"I'll be in class in a minute, you can't come with me to school, can you?"

Zhang Qi spread his hands and said.

"Do you think if I were to apply for a music teacher, would your school leaders agree?" Han Han winked at Zhang Qi, then asked with a chuckle.

Music teacher? In addition to being able to use a knife, can you know music?

Zhang Qi thought in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just glanced at Han Han suspiciously.

"What? You don't believe it? Lady, will I do a? Believe it or not, I'll blow one for you now? ”

Han Han's words suddenly made Zhang Qi's head grow three times, this woman is simply a scourge.

It's early in the morning, Zhang Qi is still a normal man, he must have reacted a little in the morning, and when he heard Han Han's words, he instantly felt a little uncontrollable.

"I believe I believe it!" Zhang Qi nodded busily.

True or not, this kind of thing can't be done in a car, especially a convertible......

"Just believe it, then do you say that your school leaders will let it?" Han Han didn't let go of his mouth, looked at Zhang Qi and continued to ask.

"Impossible, don't worry!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Qi directly asked Han Han to give up this idea.

It's still possible to change to someone else, but the principal of Zhongshan No. 1 High School is Wu Youbang.

That old guy doesn't wear oil and salt, even if he is a woman who is a hundred times more beautiful than Han Hanzai, it is impossible for the old fox to fall under the pomegranate skirt.

The most important thing is that Wu Youstick investigated Han Han's back a little. Jing, I'm afraid that he will be scared to pee in an instant, and he still understands the truth that it is easy to send God to please God.

"How about a bet? If I become your teacher, you drink my footwash? Han Han looked at Zhang Qi with interest and asked.

I have to say that Zhang Qi already felt that something was wrong when he talked about this, but his intuition told him that this kind of thing could not happen, so he raised his eyebrows and coughed.

"What if I win?"

"Then I'll be at your mercy and let you be my master......" Han Han said with a snort, Zhang Qi couldn't help but pat his thigh.

Deal!

The two of them hooked up and hanged themselves, and then Zhang Qi got out of the car and walked into the school gate with the crowd, while Han Han looked at Zhang Qi's back, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a hint of success.

The 100-day pledge meeting is in the afternoon.

When Zhang Qi walked into the classroom, the classroom, which was still a little noisy, instantly quieted down.

Everyone looked at Zhang Qi, who walked in slowly, with strangeness, dazedness, disbelief and a trace of inexplicable excitement in their eyes.

"Zhang Qi is back!"

"I'll make up, Zhang Qi, you're finally back!"

"Zhang Qi, where did you go on vacation, how was it lately, there was no shortage of girls!"

What happened in front of him was completely beyond Zhang Qi's imagination, he never regarded himself as a high school student, and he was always adapting to his identity for a semester.

He never regarded these students around him as friends, just as passers-by in his life, and Wang Peng was the only one who regarded him as a brother.

But at this moment, looking at everyone's warm welcome and easy-going but concerned greetings, Zhang Qi was inexplicably moved in his heart.

Is this the friendship of the student days?

It is not mixed with any water, not mixed with any interests, and it is completely the most essential friendship between people.

"Zhang Qi, I'll leave a bunch of homework this vacation, but you don't seem to have to write!"

In the crowd, such a sentence came out coldly, and then many classmates shouted and looked at Zhang Qi with envy.

"I'm afraid I'll miss my homework when I'm done."

casually made up a reason, Zhang Qi quickly returned to his position, and then, as usual, after chatting a few words, he lay on the table.

Qin Wu'er also saw Zhang Qi, but the two of them didn't even meet their eyes, which made Zhang Qi feel a strange feeling in his heart.

Bright sunlight shone through the classroom windows, and countless clouds of dust in the air fluttered like attachments in water, and then drifted into the shadows and disappeared.

Just like time, it's not that it's gone, but it's inadvertently out of sight.

The bell for the morning self-study rang quickly, and Zhang Qi also sat up from the chair with the bell, and then saw a fat man at the gate looking at his position with a wooden face.

Rubbing his eyes, he withdrew and took half a step to look at the class in the classroom.

"I'm not dreaming...... right" The fat on Wang Peng's face trembled, and Wang Fang behind him was also stunned.

"Zhang Qi is back in class?" Wang Fang looked at Wang Peng in surprise and asked.

"I don't know......"

Shaking his head blankly, Wang Peng slowly walked to his place with his schoolbag on his back, and looked at the seat sitting behind him, which had been empty for most of the semester, and sat down again, his eyes suddenly turned a little red.

"Zhang Qi, are you dead during this time?" Wang Peng couldn't help cursing, but his hand was holding Zhang Qi's arm, for fear that he would run away.

", curse me just when you come back, then I'll go." Zhang Qi said half-jokingly and scolded Wang Peng with a smile.

"If you dare, I'll die to show you if you leave!"

Wang Peng also let out his old face, and looked at Zhang Qi with a stalk.

"You won......" shook his head speechlessly, Zhang Qi didn't expect Wang Peng to be so serious, shrugged his shoulders and said, but he was a little moved in his heart.

He knew that Wang Peng, the dead fat man, had asked about his news.

Whether it was Liu Jun or Gao Yuan, he inquired everywhere, and even asked his father to find Zhang Qi together every day.

And now seeing myself sitting in the classroom intact, I feel really mixed feelings.

"Big brother, I beg you, don't play missing in the future, even if there is anything, send a message to my brother." Sitting back in his place, Wang Peng's mood also calmed down a lot.

"I'm sorry." Nodding, Zhang Qi said with a sigh.

After speaking, Zhang Qi was suddenly stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he was not so unkind, nor would he never bow his head or apologize.

Zhang Qi suddenly felt as if his feelings were getting richer and richer, like the dust in the sunlight in the classroom.