Chapter Seventy-Eight: Evening Self-Study
Nanbei looked soft and weak, but he didn't expect his kung fu to be so good, and on the way back to the classroom, Chen Sitong's eyes when he looked at Nanbei had obviously changed.
"Don't pay attention to that Jiao Wenwen, she used to be like this, relying on her pocket money to attract a few more followers, and then she took them everywhere to bully people, oh, by the way, she also has a cousin, who is just like her, she owes and loves to tell right and wrong, annoying!" Chen Sitong said.
Cousin?
The north and south paused and looked at Muzi.
"Her cousin wouldn't be ...... Jiao Tingting, let's ......" Muzi guessed.
Chen Sitong nodded heavily, "That's her!" They are sisters, and no one wants to play with them. β
Jiao Tingting, Jiao Wenwen.
Sure enough, all these inexplicable targeting behaviors have found a reason.
The end of the evening self-study class is 10:10.
In order to prepare for the next day's entrance test, the bell rang for a long time, and there were still students in the classroom who were immersed in the questions.
Nanbei packed his schoolbag and stood up.
"! Gu Xidong, you are really in class 20! Before the words fell, a tall and thin figure wrapped in the unique smell of the boy's body instantly rushed to their table.
The boy, whose neck had been at a forty-five-degree angle to the table since this afternoon, finally raised his head.
He put down the pen in his hand and looked at the boy whose hair and eyes exploded, "What are you doing?" β
"What! You're crazy, aren't you! You are a top student in the satellite class, you don't study your science well, what are you doing in this garbage class! Don't tell me you like liberal arts, it's like the sun is rising in the west, it's not true! "The boy's eyes really look like they're going to eat people.
He narrowed his eyes, pointed behind the boy, and reminded in a deep voice, "Zhang Chaoyang, you look back." β
Zhang Chaoyang was stunned, turned his head, looked around from left to right, and finally met Gu Xidong's table, the girl's eyes collided.
He was stabbed by that look, and his voice automatically lowered a few keys, "You...... How are you ......?"
He knew this girl, Nanbei, Li Muzi's good friend.
Isn't she from the satellite class, why is she here?
Or Gu Xidong's tablemate?
Nanbei looked at him with disdain, "It's me." I'm also in this ...... Garbage...... Garbage...... Class ......"
The expression on Zhang Chaoyang's face was almost unbearable, he waved his hand again and again, and apologized to the class 20 classmates behind him at the same time, "I'm sorry, I just spoke without my brain, I offended everyone, I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone." β
Nanbei glanced at him coldly, and knocked on Gu Xidong's desktop, "Let Jean." β
Gu Xidong pulled the chair forward, straddled his right leg from north to south, and walked down the aisle with his head held high.
Zhang Chaoyang's gaze kept glued to the north and south, until her back disappeared into the corridor, he stroked his chest and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Mom, her momentum is too scary." β
Gu Xidong packed up the stationery on the table, Zhang Chaoyang squeezed in from behind him, and sat in the north and south positions, "Dongdong, you haven't answered my question yet, why did you come to class 20." β
Gu Xidong stuffed the pencil case that had been used for many years into his schoolbag, and he glanced at the desks in the north and south, "Just like her, I was assigned to the wrong class." β
Zhang Chaoyang wrinkled his brows and asked puzzledly, "She?" Who is it. β
Gu Xidong lowered his eyes and whispered, "I just scared you to that one." β
"North and South! You're at the same table! , what kind of evil fate are you! I, Zhang Chaoyang, have grown so big, and it's the first time I've met you like this. "Zhang Chaoyang is convinced, but there are still unlucky eggs like Gu Xidong.
"Dongdong, let me tell you, if you can't wipe your face and go to the teacher, I'll tell you that this is just the beginning of school, and it won't be affected." Zhang Chaoyang is dedicated to Gu Xidong's good.
Gu Xidong grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and hung it on his right shoulder, he stood up, and his shadow covered half of Zhang Chaoyang's face, "It's good to learn literature." β
Zhang Chaoyang blinked with a sluggish expression, he got up and touched Gu Xidong's forehead, "Do you have a fever?" What about nonsense? β
Gu Xidong frowned and avoided it.
Zhang Chaoyang was really angry now, he pointed at Gu Xidong, his fingers were trembling, "Tsinghua Physics Department has no chance with you, do you know if you don't have a chance!" Tsinghua has always been your ambition, and you just gave up! Does Grandpa know? Don't go, oops! Wait for meβ"
Zhang Chaoyang chased more than ten meters away before catching up with Gu Xidong in the corridor.
He put his arm around Gu Xidong's shoulders, looked left and right, and then asked Gu Xidong in a low voice, "Are you...... It won't be ...... That one...... That's serious, right? β
Gu Xidong paused and almost tripped Zhang Chaoyang.
He shook off Zhang Chaoyang's hand on his shoulder, stared at the light at the end of the corridor, and said in a cold tone, word by word: "You...... Think...... Break off...... ...... handover"
"I don't want to! I don't want to, Dongdong, I was wrong, I won't ask anymore, no matter what happens to you, I don't want to break up. "Zhang Chaoyang is really cowardly.
Gu Xidong strode forward, Zhang Chaoyang caught up and wanted to hug the young man's shoulder, but his hand reached into the air but shrunk back tremblingly......
Nanbei heard the buzzing sound of people in front of him, and suddenly realized that he was going the wrong way.
She was supposed to go back to the dormitory from the cafeteria through the corridor, but in a trance, she walked to the school gate with her past habits.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the school gate was still as lively as during the holidays. Parents stood in a row along the long telescopic door, most of them holding well-prepared supper or daily necessities in their hands, they chatted with the children across the door about school and home, their eyes were full of concern and spoiling, and the teenagers were mostly relaxed, and the voices of coquettishness and complaining came from time to time in the crowd, which made this night a little more true flavor of life.
Nanbei felt that his eyes were hot, and his heart throbbed one by one.
For countless nights, she stood under the starlight like this, chatting with her bright-eyed parents.
Familiar classmates enviously call her 'princess', and her favorite toy is Disney's princess Charlotte, but all this is gone with this nightmarish summer, shattering the dazzling diamond castle, and she is thrown out by the cruel reality, brutally abandoned, trampled......
She's not a princess.
Looking up, she stared at the moon overhead, half of which was obscured by dark clouds, and blinked quickly, pressing back what was pouring out of it.
There was a sound of footsteps behind him, followed by someone shouting, "North and South!" β
She turned around and saw Class 2 classmate Wang Yang running towards her with a large bag of snacks in his arms.
"Are your parents here? I don't think I saw them! Wang Yang turned his head to look at the parents who had not dispersed at the school gate.
Nanbei lowered his eyelids and said in a vague tone: "Well, let's go, just left." β
"I'll just say, no one's parents can come, but your parents will definitely come to see you. This 'princess' nickname is not for nothing, is it, north and south! Wang Yang said with a smile.
Nanbei pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled unnaturally.
"Didn't your dad bring you something to eat? Anyway, my uncle's craftsmanship is really amazing, I will never forget the shrimp and pork stuffed dumplings he made...... Uh-huh, it's terrible. Wang Yang looked reminiscing.
North and South turned their faces away and looked at the dormitory building with lights on in the distance.
"Nanbei, why did you go to Class 20? Isn't it right to go to class 10, our class is full of liberal arts students. Wang Yang asked curiously.
The head of the north and south was buzzing, and at lunchtime in the dining room, she answered the same question no less than 20 times.
She repeated the same answer mechanically, but a cold young face popped into her head.
What is he doing at the moment?
Like her, is it unreasonable to explain all this to unrelated people.
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