When he entered the classroom, Zhuang Wenche was lying on the desk, his neck trying to reach forward, which looked really funny.

"What are you doing here?"

"Listen to the gossip." Zhuang Wenche retracted his neck, lay down again, and looked at it.

She wore a white short-sleeved dress today, and she wore the same light blue jeans as always, with a high ponytail, but she looked a little extra good today.

"What gossip?"

The table was full of books as always, Zhuang Wenche got up to help clean it up when he saw this, some books with not very good paper felt like they would break with a little effort.

"Did you know that someone came to the school yesterday afternoon and took away a senior sister?"

"I know."

"Then do you know that man's ......?"

"There's also a feather birthmark on the lower jaw."

He seemed to suddenly pick up Zhuang Wenche's words, and he was a little caught off guard, and looked at her with an incredulous expression, "You don't go to self-study at night, how do you know?" ”

"That man is my elementary school classmate, I saw him when I went back yesterday, and he told me after saying a few words."

"Oh......" Zhuang Wenche felt that his mood of wanting to share gossip suddenly vanished, "Do you have a good relationship with him?" ”

"Generally, I haven't seen you for a long time, when I was in elementary school, we were both isolated people, I didn't have a mother, he was very fat at that time, and he was called a freak because of his birthmark."

He seemed to think about it, and continued: "But who would have thought that he has changed so much now, and suddenly he is more than one meter and eight meters long, and he used to be about the same height as me." ”

"I'm also good at one meter and eight!"

"Huh?" When He seemed to turn his head, Zhuang Wenche changed his posture, looked at the aisle and lay on his stomach, leaving only a back for He Xiang, He seemed to suddenly realize something, he turned over the drawer with a smile on his face, took out a geography book, and poked the back of the aggrieved Baba, "Zhuang Daba, I have a question that you need to talk about." ”

"I won't."

"Eh," he sighed, as if pretendingly, "it looks like I'm going to have to go find someone else." ”

Zhuang Wenche sat up with his back straight, snatched the exercise book in his hand, and said "angrily": "Ask!" Why don't you listen carefully in class! Which one? ”

"The teacher hasn't talked about it yet."

"......" Zhuang Wenche looked at the page number, it was indeed something that the teacher hadn't talked about yet, coughed lightly twice, and changed the topic, "Which one?" Still talking about it? ”

"Let's talk about it, the third one, I think C is okay, and it's ......"

Even so, when school was out in the afternoon, Zhuang Wenche still had a bitter gourd face, and looking at his smile would make you suddenly feel a chill down your spine.

"Lao Zhuang, will we go together tomorrow morning?" Lu Qinglin looked at Zhuang Wenche turning the map in his hand, although he had never guessed what was going on in his head, but he could still be sure that this guy in front of him must not be thinking about something related to studying.

"I have no money for my meal card, don't try to rub me."

"Don't be so ruthless, okay, we're brothers." Lu Qinglin took advantage of his unpreparedness, snatched the globe in Zhuang Wenche's hand, and then ran out far away, teasing Zhuang Wenche while turning the globe, "You recruit yourself, what do you guys think, today is like eating gunpowder, just look for it." ”