Song Song looked at Lin Xiaoxiao in a daze, his eyes were red and he left, what happened just now? She looked back and saw the two sitting together, not knowing what to talk about, and then ......

Lin Xiaoxiao ran out......

Song Song had a look on his face, and the fat man was able to bear it, and trotted over curiously, "No, no matter what, you can't be like this." ”

Fang Chenchu didn't understand very well, "Isn't it that you don't like her?" ”

"I don't like her looking at you with a squint, could it be that she just pounced on you with a bad wolf?" Now Song Song is not calm, in the public, it is still exciting to flirt with a married man, not to mention ...... The fat man is still my man.

Yang Zhenzhen, who came over, just happened to hear this, and instantly lost all his lazy state, and walked over with bright eyes, and Yang Fan didn't know what plot he was making up.

Fang Chenchu glanced at Yang Zhenzhen's legs, which were really eager to split into 180 degrees, and he didn't have the heart to stop it.

But squinting?

Fang Chen first saw that the classmates around him were busy looking at them, so he quietly leaned into her ear, "She insulted me." "It's indecent to be indecent for my future creativity, right?

Fang Chenchu's face was not red and his heart was not beating in a serious nonsense, he didn't think of the consequences of doing this at all, and afterwards, he could only be annoyed that he couldn't think of saying these words.

But now Fang Chenchu still didn't know that a pit had buried half of his body in this way.

Song Song returned to his seat with fluttering steps, and a picture couldn't help but pass through in his mind......

In the classroom, the teacher was talking about new knowledge in class, and the students were studying carefully to take notes, and under the unknown desk, a pair of sinful hands slowly stretched out to the ignorant little fat man, slipping down his waist and thighs.

The ignorant little fat man's face turned from white to red, because he was afraid of being discovered, his body trembled slightly, and he looked at the female devil next to him who was still writing with one hand.

But he was like a blank piece of paper, and he could only be played with at will under the hands of the female demon who was as hot as a flame.

In the end, the little fat man endured it again and again, and finally resisted at the moment when the bell rang for the end of class, and the two had a dispute, and the female devil who failed in the plan fled angrily, and threatened the little fat man not to tell anyone when he was leaving.

But the warrior that the little fat man had been thinking about and admired suddenly appeared......

"Oh my God, Song Song, why did you have a nosebleed!" The classmates who passed by pointed at her in surprise, and for a moment the eyes of the surrounding area were all around.

Song Song touched it uncertainly, and sure enough, bright red blood flowed from under his nose at some point.

Before the nosebleed person was panicked, Fang Chenchu had already pounced, took out a roll of paper that he carried with him, and pressed her nose to make her raise her head.

Song Song struggled to push it away, because of the rapid movement, he fainted with a large nosebleed on his face, which looked particularly scary, "You can't look up with a nosebleed!" ”

There were still people with big nerves around him who asked why, Song Song looked over with a flowery face, "If you look up, won't all the nosebleeds flow into your brain, then it's really water in your head, or blood!" ”

A group of people were horrified by Song Song's words, and their eyes were full of images of a ball of blood rushing up to their brains and spinning around in it.

The faces of the people with better imagination and poor psychological tolerance were a little ugly, because they used to have nosebleeds on their heads......

Fang Chenchu suddenly felt tired, and called Yang Zhenzhen to help Song Song go to the infirmary first.

If you don't leave, Song Song will definitely be able to give everyone a bunch of knowledge that I don't know where to hear about popular science.

Within a few days of the monthly exam results being issued, the school notified each class to prepare to take the physical education exam, and also instructed that this was all counted in the score line of the high school entrance examination and was related to the future.

As soon as these words came out, it also helped everyone to accept the psychology of coping casually.

On the day of the physical examination, Song Guangyang got up early in the morning and cooked a bowl of brown sugar water, and he had to let Song Song drink it, until he finally threatened her with a loving breakfast, so that she could drink it smoothly.

When he left home, Song Song still felt a taste in his mouth, and drank brown sugar water for the physical examination? Why she hadn't heard of it.

Probably because of the buff blessing of this bowl of brown sugar water, Song Song's physical examination went quite smoothly, that is, he always felt sore in his back after throwing the shot put, but it shouldn't be a big deal.

Yang Zhenzhen had just finished participating in other projects, and saw Song Song standing alone under the tree and hurriedly ran over, and the two of them compared and found that they were all about the same, and their grades were on the passing line, but they were not very good or bad.

Fang Chenchu and Yang Fan also walked out one after another, one carrying two bottles of water in his hand, and walked over leisurely.

Song Song poured a sip of water and glanced at Yang Fan suspiciously, "How do I feel that your brain is much darker than yesterday's." ”

As he spoke, he poked Fang Chenchu beside him, "Did you say that?" ”

Fang Chenchu was studying the next class formation and physical exam rankings, how could he be in the mood to observe a man's brain, so he only nodded in response.

But Yang Zhenzhen looked at it curiously, left and right, and kept looking.

Yang Fan hurriedly looked like a monkey in a zoo, flicked his short sleeves angrily, pointed to the well-defined mark and slammed it on Yang Zhenzhen's face, and then turned to Song Song, looking at them half-accusatory, "You know a fart, this is all the history of my enslavement!" ”

Song Song and Yang Zhenzhen smiled, lowered their heads and did not speak.

Yang Fan didn't get a response, and looked at Fang Chenchu, who was calm and composed, angrily, "Why do you just lead the team to take a walk and send the table, and I just carry the mineral water to collect the bottle?" ”

Fang Chenchu looked at him calmly, very calmly, "That's not what I thought." ”

After speaking, he was dragged away by Cai Wenjing.

Even if Song Song and Yang Zhenzhen were really trying hard, laughter still kept appearing behind Yang Fan, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw that the two of them quickly sorted out their expressions and looked at each other affectionately.

Song Song looked at Yang Zhenzhen with pity, put one hand on his chest, and learned the appearance of a girl in the class not long ago, "How can classmate Fang Chenchu carry mineral water, this is not right, let him lead the team of the class, it is more conspicuous and easy to gather, isn't it?" ”

Yang Zhenzhen immediately pretended to pick up the words of another female classmate, "Yes, teacher, leave such a cautious matter as mineral water to Wei Tianjie and Yang Fan, they usually like sports." ”

And then...... The teacher "reluctantly" agreed to the students' request.

After all, who doesn't want to have a team leader with a high return rate? It's more face-saving this way.

Yang Fan felt pitiful, weak and helpless, all he could do was to carry water for this group of frenzied women who only looked at their faces, the key was that he couldn't resist yet......

"I used to be handsome like Fang Chenchu, why do women change their minds so quickly?"

Song Song shook his head, "This is not the reason for the change of heart, Fang Chen's appearance in the past was only 30, and you were 50, but he is now 90, and you still haven't changed." ”

Yang Zhenzhen nodded, and responded, "What's more, the hero doesn't mention the courage of the year, you have to look ahead!" ”

"......" Yang Fan gave up the struggle, and squatted under the tree to enjoy this short leisure.

Wei Tianjie stood under the sun and carried a box of mineral water calmly passing by, how glorious it was to not be so trusted by the girls, and when he passed by, he saw that his little friend was lazy, and he was immediately unhappy, how could the opportunity to be sloppy in such a performance? "Yang Fan, there is still a box at the door, hurry up and carry it."

Yang Fan glared at him with hatred and hatred, and left reluctantly.

Song Song and Yang Zhenzhen held sympathetic glances for him behind him.