"Why did Teacher Li call Zhao Jing?"

The same table grabbed Tong Tong's sleeve, shook it twice, and turned his head to look at Zhao Jing in the last row.

How did she know? Tong Tong glanced at the sleeves that had been pulled sturdy, and gently patted the arm of his tablemate.

"Huh?" The table mate turned his head with a blank expression, "Why?" ”

"I don't know." Tong Tong smiled slightly and pointed to his sleeve that was being pulled.

"Then why are you filming me?" The same table pouted and looked in the direction of Tong Tong's finger, "What's wrong?" ”

"Pull it again, and you're going to pull the buttons off my sleeve."

"Hehe," the tablemate smiled embarrassedly and loosened his sleeves, "I'm not a little excited." ”

"Excited?"

Tong Tong laughed, glanced at Principal Li on the podium, then looked at the last row quietly, glanced at the group of lively students on the left, and leaned against the cool wall.

What is there to be excited about!

Be calm!

"That's right." The same table took Tong Tong's hand again and looked at Tong Tong steadily.

"Don't move your feet, okay?" Tong Tong withdrew his hand.

It's a bit strange at the same table this semester, I always like to pull her hand or sleeve, can't be.

Tong Tong looked up and down at the same table twice, feeling insecure?

This height and this body shape don't look like that!

Tong Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the same table.

"What are you looking at?" The two chuckled in unison.

"You go first." The two men looked at each other and smiled.

The same table grabbed Tong Tong's sleeve again, "Look at how tacit we have a tacit understanding." ”

"Hmm." Tong Tong smiled, "Full of tacit understanding." ”

I've been sitting from the first grade to the fourth grade, and if I don't have this tacit understanding, I'm really blind!

Tong Tong looked at the sleeves that were pulled, and looked at the bright smiling face at the same table: "What did you just think?" ”

"I think," the tablemate blinked, turned his head to look at Zhao Jing in the last row, and then turned around, "Did Principal Li call the wrong person?" ”

Well? Tong Tong was stunned for a moment, and shouted the wrong person?

"Zhao Jing is not a sports commissioner, nor is he a member of the entertainment committee," the tablemate said matter-of-factly, "Could it be that he wants to call you?" ”

"Call me?" Tong Tong couldn't help but be stunned again.

At the same table, this is amazing.

She had just expressed her agreement with the first half of the sentence, and suddenly the second half of the sentence came.

She is also not a sports commissioner, nor is she a recreation commissioner. The point is, she doesn't play table tennis either!

"That's right." The same table shook Tong Tong's hand, "You are the squad leader, this kind of major event, naturally you have to take the lead." ”

Yes? When Tong Tong heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned again, ah? When Tong Tong heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned again.

She's a good class leader, but she doesn't know how to play table tennis!

The classroom was in a commotion, and suddenly there was a loud noise.

Tong Tong glanced at the lively classroom, glanced at Zhao Jing in the last row of the left rear, and silently turned his head over.

There may be some truth to being at the same table, but that's just the truth of being at the same table.

Didn't Principal Li finally call Zhao Jing?

Could it be that Teacher Li knows that Zhao Jing can play table tennis?

The thought rose instantly, and Tong Tong couldn't help but turn his head and look at Zhao Jing in the left back.

That's fine, at least, someone will.

In the midst of the lively discussions, she suddenly heard Principal Li ring again.

"Sit down quietly, and everyone be quiet."

Sit down? Before Tong Tong could reminisce, the voice of the same table came in.

"What do you mean? How did you let Zhao Jing sit down? At the same table, he shook Tong Tong's sleeve, "Isn't it a task?" Why didn't there be anything, so I sat her down. ”

Tong Tong looked at the shaking sleeves, raised his right hand and touched his forehead, and patted the hand of the same table twice: "Don't shake it, shake it again, the button is really going to fall off." ”

How did she know?

That's it, why do you always like to pull her sleeves!

"Hey, hey." The tablemate let go of his hand, and pulled the hair that had just overflowed his ears, "It's gone, just go home and ask my mother to help you sew it." ”

"Lead" Tong Tong snorted, "When I arrived at your house, I arrived home early." ”

"Hehe," the table mate laughed and leaned over to Tong Tong, "Look, the head teacher is looking out the window or something?"

Well? Tong Tong blinked, glanced at his tablemates, and looked towards the podium.

Hehe, I only saw a one-third side face of the young and handsome head teacher.

Doing so?

In front of Principal Lee?

It's too bad to give Principal Li face!

Anyway, they don't usually save face for the head teacher.

The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, cough cough, the blue is better than the blue.

Tong Tong stared at the head teacher twice, raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned against the cool wall on the right, and said casually: "I don't know." ”

Or is it giving President Li enough stage space?

He himself is a transparent invisible man? Such a big behemoth.

If that's the case, why don't you stand at the back of the classroom?

Tong Tong blinked, looked around the classroom, retracted his gaze, and looked at the same table, but inadvertently saw Principal Li's gaze that seemed to be looking here.

Are you looking at her?

When Tong Tong adjusted his gaze to look at Principal Li, he found that Principal Li was looking towards the left rear of the classroom.

Left rear?

Hehe, that's the position of Zhao Jing who just stood up, she just saw it wrong.

Tong Tong couldn't help but look behind the left as well.

"How did you sit down?" "Teacher Li, who is the next one to be named?" "That's right, Mr. Li, hurry up."

The classroom was boiling again.

The corners of Tong Tong's mouth twitched, turned his head, and leaned against the cool wall.

Looking at the lively crowd in the room, she couldn't help blinking her eyes and poked at the table that pulled her sleeve: "Do you know how to play table tennis?" ”

"Huh?" The tablemate glared, turned his head, and shook his head, "Will I be, don't you know?" ”

"I don't know." Tong Tong pursed his mouth, crossed the head of his tablemate, and looked at the classroom twice, "Maybe, you have a special skill." ”

"Me?" The tablemate laughed, shook his shoulders exaggeratedly, and squeezed Tong Tong's hand by the way, "It hurts, right?" ”

"It hurts!" Tong Tong snorted, "What about you?" ”

"I know it hurts, but you're still awake," the tablemate let go of his hand, "Where can I play table tennis?" It's not like you don't know that I hate gym class the most. ”

Tong Tong pursed her lips, she knew this.

It's just that the lively crowd in this classroom made her feel delusional.

As far as she knows, no one in the class seems to know how to play table tennis, and now this sudden excitement, what is the situation?

Tong Tong couldn't help but raise his hand to support his cheeks, looked left and right, his eyes fell on the bright smiling face at the same table, and asked casually:

"Do you know how many people in the class can play table tennis?"

When the table mates heard this, a look of surprise slipped across their faces.

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