Zhao Xiangyun was stunned for a moment, a little scared, "You want to beat me?" ”

"Huh!" Sun Yingying sneered, her expression was a little scary, "Your parents don't beat you, and the teacher doesn't beat you, why should I beat you?" Hurry up, there's only one chance, and if you miss it, I really don't want to pay attention to your salted fish. ”

Zheng Xiangnan was in front of Sun Yingying, he liked to behave, and hurriedly grabbed Zhao Xiangyun's hand, "It's here!" ”

"Palms!" Sun Yingying demanded, "Hurry up! ”

Zhao Xiangyun was a little scared, but in front of the other three members of the group, he didn't dare to resist, for fear of provoking the anger of the crowd and really being beaten by them. Last night's Hong Kong martial arts disc was too good, and I didn't do my homework, so I guess I won't write it tonight······

Zhao Xiangyun spread out the palm of his left hand, and then asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?" ”

Sun Yingying took out a ballpoint pen, carefully looked at Zhao Xiangyun's palm prints, and after a simple calculation, she drew a few runes on Zhao Xiangyun's hand, and said coldly: "Hehe, read a book, reading a book will make you extremely happy, and you can't extricate yourself." ”

Zheng Xiangnan was frightened by Sun Yingying's meaningful smile.

Yingying's little angel is about to be angry into Yingying's little devil.

Zhao Xiangyun withdrew his hand, the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, he still went his own way, took out the martial arts novel and started to read the novel, but found that after reading the novel for a few minutes, his eyes kept crying, but he was obviously not sleepy, and he didn't want to cry, and his eyes didn't hurt or itch.

Zheng Xiangnan was taken aback, "Zhao Xiangyun, in fact, Sun Yingying didn't really beat you, nor did she say anything about you, she just drew a few lines in your hands, did you cry so badly?" ”

"I ······ I'm not angry, my eyes keep crying when I read the book, I didn't cry! Zhao Xiangyun hurriedly replied, "Look, is there something wrong with my eyes?" ”

Zheng Xiangnan looked at it, "Your eyes are very good, there are no small insects, not even red bloodshots, your eyes don't look like there is a problem." ”

"Then why do I keep tears in my eyes?" Zhao Xiangyun said with a bitter face that he didn't have the habit of wearing a handkerchief, so he could only wipe his tears with his hands.

At this time, Li Xiaomeng also turned his head, saw Zhao Xiangyun's embarrassed appearance, and quickly took out a clean handkerchief from his schoolbag and handed it to Zhao Xiangyun, "Wipe it, you can't cry all the time, why don't you go to the hospital to have a look?" ”

"Thank you, I'll ask the teacher for leave first!" Zhao Xiangyun didn't dare to delay, and immediately asked Teacher Yang for leave and went directly to the hospital.

Fortunately, the county hospital is not far from the school, a five-minute walk away.

But when he arrived at the hospital, Zhao Xiangyun didn't shed tears, he registered, and when he finally lined up to get to him, the doctor carefully examined him, "You don't have any problems with your eyes, it's good, it's not even myopia!" ”

Zhao Xiangyun couldn't cry or laugh, "But I obviously couldn't stop crying just now!" ”

The doctor was also funny, and said, "Maybe you're grieving too much and tears are flowing backwards?" ”

Zhao Xiangyun was about to cry, "Doctor, I'm not joking with you, I did cry all the time when I was in the classroom just now, especially when I read martial arts novels......"

The doctor saw that Zhao Xiangyun was a student, and persuaded him earnestly: "You hate less when you use books, you are still young, it is time to study, you can't indulge in martial arts novels all day long, and don't study hard!" ”