In the evening, Xue Lian brought the peanuts given to her by Zhicheng into the classroom, and she ate the cat like a little mouse at the hole in the table while her female companions had not yet arrived. Peanuts and beans are filled in the mouth, and the peanut skins are placed in a small pile.

"Ah......" She couldn't help screaming as she ate, because her arm was pinched by someone for some reason. She instinctively protected the peanuts in the table hole, and turned her head to see that it was Song Yingmei, who was at the same table staring at her little mouse like a cat.

Xue Lian immediately smiled at her and said, "What are you doing with me, sit down and eat!" Don't make a sound! She said, holding her forefinger to her lips.

"Hmph, you dare to eat something good and don't say a word to me." After Song Yingmei sat down, she whispered and twisted Xue Lian's buttocks, and then the two little rats laughed and ate with relish.

It didn't take long for the female companions who came one after another to come over and "sit back and enjoy it". Some boys also gathered around and stretched out their hands to support the field, so the fruits of their labor were gnawed by this group of "big rats" in an instant.

The next day, the morning self-study students were all previewing Lu Xun's "Doctrine of Take" according to the teacher's instructions, and Qian read the article in a daze at most, but he was so sleepy that he almost didn't fall asleep. He closed the book impatiently, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "Milk egg, what kind of dick is this writing!" It's like a lullaby. After speaking, he threw away his Chinese textbook, reached out and took out a copy of "The Beginning of Man" magazine from the hole in the table and placed it in front of him.

This money is the most Anfen people, seeing that the Chinese teacher is gone, he simply didn't even read the magazine. Tilting his head and looking around boredly, he looked at the beautiful girls in the class. From time to time, I also looked back at Li Qianqian, who was quiet and elegant behind me, and He Lingling (Li Qianqian's tablemate) diagonally opposite. Compared with the quiet Li Qianqian, He Lingling is very spicy.

Besides, the money shook his head at most, and rubbed the pen on the table to the ground without paying attention. He scolded and leaned down to pick up the pen lying on the floor, but before his hand touched the pen, his eyes were fascinated by a pair of pretty feet that Li Qianqian probed over.

Those feet are so beautiful, and they are not the same as Snow Lotus's pretty feet. Just like the West Lake in Hangzhou and the landscape in Guilin, each has its own characteristics and charm. Li Qianqian was wearing thin high-heeled sandals, and her feet were covered with flesh-colored thin stockings, which were clean and spotless, and the delicate thin stumbling passed lightly from the surface of her feet, and the white toenails at the front end seemed to be coated with a layer of glaze, exuding a dotted luster through the thin meat stockings. Compared with Xue Lian's oil-painted toenails, it is a little less sexy and coquettish, but a little more pure and clear. The flexible feet wrapped in meat stockings in the sandals are extremely delicate and beautiful, compared with the white and plump feet of Snow Lotus, although there is a little less elegant charm, but there is a little more smart atmosphere. The difference and curvature between the high and rounded heel and the light tip of the toe at the tip are particularly sexy.

At this time, Li Qianqian was concentrating on reading, and she didn't notice that the money was under the table. So in a narrow short skirt, her legs couldn't help but unconsciously open a slit.

The cat went to the bottom of the table with the most money, and his eyes drove straight into the two warm thighs, reaching the delicate panties trimmed with lace in Li Qianqian's pantyhose, and the milky white panties were stretched out with a bulging arc......

Although he didn't see anything substantial, the voyeuristic feeling made him feel extremely excited. He straightened up from under the table and sat down quietly in his seat, looked back at Li Qianqian, who was studying hard behind him, and knocked on her desk with a smile.

Li Qianqian raised her head from the pile of books, smiled at him and said, "Oh, at most, do you have anything wrong?" ”

Hearing her sweet voice, Qian felt a little ashamed of his dirty behavior just now, grabbed his scalp and asked with a smile: "Qianqian, do you have a novel?" Lend me a copy. ”

"Oh, I don't have a novel, just a collection of essays, give ...... Take it and see it! She took out a beautiful collection of essays from the hole in the table, handed it to him with a smile, and asked casually, "Have you finished previewing the text?" ”

Qian took the book at most and deliberately touched her pink white hand and said, "You mean that "Takeism", right...... I read it in a daze, but I didn't figure out what the dick meant! I am most disgusted by Lu Xun's article. ”

"You preview the text before reading the extracurricular book, and if you don't understand it, read it a few more times!"

"I can't understand it anymore." Qian at most stared intently at Li Qianqian's plump and fair face and said: "To be honest, I think the article written by Lu Xun is far from what you wrote, you see how popular and easy to understand the article you wrote!" Really, at least it's better than what Lu Xun wrote, this thing he wrote is simply a lullaby, I was sleepy just now and almost knocked out two front teeth! Otherwise, it will be difficult to find a daughter-in-law. Qianqian, why do you look so good! Don't pout! Praise you...... By the way, Qianqian, I heard that you are now the editor of the "New Moon" literary club. Terrible! Talented girl, I adore you. ”

Li Qianqian's cheeks were pink and she smiled shyly, "Don't hurt me, okay?" What am I? There are a lot of editors in our class, which one is not better than me! Ren Xuelian is the editor of the "Chaoyang" Literary Society, Liu Gang is the vice president of the "Heart" Literary Society, and Wang Limin is about to become the deputy editor-in-chief of our "New Moon" Literary Society......"

"What? Who who? Wang Limin! Really? Qian said in surprise and disdain: "Cut!" Only...... Just like him, he is still the deputy editor-in-chief, playing the piano indiscriminately, why is there no one in our school? Let him be. ”

"How can you say that!" Li Qianqian frowned unhappily and said, "People can't look good, and the sea can't fight!" Haven't you read his articles? Especially the article "The Sun Falls and the West Mountain Sends the Sunset", how beautiful it is written! ”

"What's beautiful? Cut! A smell of rural pickle gnocchi. At first glance, it was written by a hillbilly, and it was not atmospheric at all, it was so vulgar that it was in the gutter. Hmph, as far as his broken B article is concerned, what I write with my eyes closed is a hundred times better than him. ”

He Lingling on the side couldn't listen to it anymore, and shouted at the most for the money: "Phew! You for me, don't stink in front of my mother. She unceremoniously looked at him with a pestle and yelled, "Get out...... It's better not to make me swear. ”

Qian rubbed his arm with a hippie smile and said, "You can swear, I love to hear pretty girls say foul language." Just now, thanks to the mercy of General Hua's subordinates of 'Mulan', with a little more effort, my arm will be useless. ”

He Lingling pointed at him aggressively and shouted, "I'll take you and throw you out of the window!" ”

Li Qianqian on the side covered her mouth and was happy, and her delicate energy was in strong contrast with He Lingling's pungent and brutal.

"It's the same table, why is there such a big difference? I can't afford to hurt, I can't hurt it. It's not okay to say you're Mulan? I didn't say you were Pan Jinlian, what are you anxious about? ”

He Lingling stood up and swung his fist at him like rain. Qian at most covered his head with both hands and said loudly: "Ah...... General Hua, spare your life! Spare the little ones! Flower...... Sister Hua, seven-star ladybug, stinky big girl...... "Qian covered her head and got under the table at most, and touched Li Qianqian's plump calf beautifully. Li Qianqian saw that the cat with the most money was under the table, so she instinctively clamped her legs and took her feet back.

"Hmph, why are you hitting me so peeing?" Qian protested loudly under the table: "Oh, My God, what a woman is fiercer than a tiger!" When your hair reaches the ground, I'm afraid no one will dare to marry you. After speaking, he held Li Qianqian's pretty feet and stroked them.

At the end of the morning self-study, Chinese teacher Zhang Lei stepped into the classroom and knocked lightly on the lectern with a board, and the sound of reading soon stopped. This Chinese teacher always likes to occupy three to five minutes to make a small episode, such as sometimes giving students two interesting anagrams, sometimes telling students a small allusion, and sometimes talking about the world that is full of wonders. Anyway, it's always fascinating, and I don't know what kind of episode he's going to do today.

Everyone was waiting to see, but they heard the Chinese teacher call out the name of the most money on the podium. Qian was most frightened and hit a spirit all over his body, and instinctively let out an "ah", which made everyone laugh. Jin Yinyou and Chen Million were even more gloating offstage.

"What are you! Come to the podium! Zhang Lei made a gesture at most for the hairy money.

"Oh......" Little Curly left her seat and obediently walked onto the podium.

"Chen Million, there is gold and silver, what are you two always laughing at offstage! Come up too! After Zhang Lei finished speaking, he looked around the class, and then called out four more classmates.

"Stand up to the seven of you and dictate an idiom that comes to your lips." Zhang Lei stepped off the podium and said with a smile: "The seven of you will write the idiom 'seeking truth from facts' on the blackboard for me, and you can go down after writing......

Qian thought that the teacher was going to discipline himself, but he didn't expect to just let himself write an idiom, and a hanging heart was put down. He was about to put pen to paper, but found that he didn't know how to write the idiom at all. So he squinted his eyes and looked left and right, but he was in a dilemma, because what they wrote was not the same, and Qian twisted it for a long time to write a "real truth-seeking" ingeniously, and after writing, he threw the chalk and walked off the podium.

Some of the students in the audience were asking each other questions, and some were anxious to check the dictionary.

When all seven students on the podium came down, seven versions of "seeking truth from facts" appeared on the blackboard. They are: truth-seeking, truth-seeking, truth-seeking, truth-seeking, truth-seeking, truth-seeking, and truth-seeking, and the most money-seeking is truth-seeking, and the students in the audience are staggering with joy.

Zhang Lei stared at the blackboard and said with a smile: "Oops! That's amazing! Seven classmates wrote three and a half incorrectly. It seems that our classmates are very innovative! In the future, there will be a few great inventors like Edison! The students in the audience should not just laugh at others, and let you come up may not be right! ”

At this time, the school bell rang, Zhang Lei stood on the podium and didn't comment much, waved at the classmates and said, "Okay, let's have breakfast......" and walked off the podium.

Although the Chinese teacher did not correct their mistakes, through this episode, I believe that all the students in the class may never be able to write the word "seeking truth from facts" well in their lives.