seems to have seen through Song Mingzhe's thoughts, He Sheng said.

"Don't worry, it's just that it's more troublesome to pick up this thing when school is out, so let's take it out and hide it in a place, and it's more convenient to take it when school is out."

Song Mingzhe breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him say this, yes, where would there be a stupid guy hanging around the street with a baseball bat?

However, the experience of stealing things from sports equipment is too novel, and Song Mingzhe feels a little nervous now.

He was really weird, he wasn't nervous when he was looking for things just now. Why are you nervous when you get out of this door?

But maybe it's because after leaving the door of this equipment room, you can be seen by others.

Song Mingzhe paused step by step in front of him, and walked back twice, for fear of being seen by someone, but his efficiency like this is too low, not to mention that the sneaky one is too obvious.

He Sheng frowned when he saw it, and pushed him from behind, grinding and chirping not to hurry up.

"If you continue to ink like this, we will really be discovered." He Sheng said.

Song Mingzhe was pushed by He Sheng, and then he sped up his pace, but where should these two baseball bats of this size be hidden, but it seems that no matter where they are hidden, it is too obvious.

Now it's the two of them, and there are no baseball-related games at today's sports meeting. They also don't want to run straight back to the audience and stuff a baseball bat into their bag.

After thinking about it, He Sheng decided to bury the two baseball bats on the lawn and cover them with leaves.

In practice, He Sheng first threw the baseball bat on the lawn casually, and then spread a thick layer of leaves.

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with it, and the leaves on the trees were falling off because of the approaching autumn.

Even if there were such a large pile of leaves in this area, the students would only think that they were swept into it by the sanitation workers hired by the school.

Now that the things have been buried, there is no need to stay in this place of right and wrong.

"Let's go quickly." Song Mingzhe proposed, he felt that He Sheng also had this intention, and the two were just about to leave, but they were stopped before they could take a step.

"What are you doing here?" A deep male voice spoke.

The man in front of him is the director of teaching, nicknamed "Zhao Da Fat", in this school, he is notoriously strict with his students.

When he met "Zhao Da Fat", Song Mingzhe wilted instantly, he had done a lot of stupid things in front of this teacher, once again. His early love was also caught.

However, the past is unbearable, and Song Mingzhe has not been in contact with that girl later, but he only hopes that this teacher's memory is a little worse, and it is better not to remember his.

But it backfired, and Director Zhao still recognized Song Mingzhe at a glance.

"You're not... And that who who is in love. Director Zhao's words were amazing, and the next thing is to turn over Song Mingzhe's old bottom.

How could Song Mingzhe let him succeed, he immediately stepped forward and pounced, Director Zhao was stunned, what is this little bastard going to do, is it difficult to beat him?

"You... What are you doing?" Director Zhao was so frightened that he didn't dare to move now, but Song Mingzhe just hugged him when he pounced.

"Teacher Zhao, you miss me." Song Mingzhe pretended to be a handful of snot and a handful of tears and said, and made a sobbing sound from time to time, how exaggerated and exaggerated his acting skills are.

Even He Sheng watched it from the sidelines, and felt a little embarrassed, this kid can.

When Director Zhao heard this, he didn't want to beat him, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, he wanted to push Song Mingzhe away, but he couldn't push him, this kid has too much strength, right?

However, at this time, Song Mingzhe was still continuing his performance.

"Teacher, after the lesson from last time." Song Mingzhe deliberately whimpered and spoke, thinking that this would divert the teacher's attention.

In fact, he did it, because his howl was so disgusting, Director Zhao didn't listen to the words that followed.

What are the words of thanks, what are they? Thank you, teacher, for saving yourself from the fire pit of puppy love or something.

He Sheng saw this scene, and now he even felt that if this girl who had been with Song Mingzhe before saw this scene, she would definitely be angry to death.

Director Zhao was really uncomfortable being hugged, he was a little impatient now, and pushed him away with an angry look, but he was embarrassed to say anything serious.

If you think about it, your students have praised themselves like this, although they are quite exaggerated, but he has finally reformed himself.

Therefore, Director Zhao will no longer hold Song Mingzhe responsible, and what he wants to do now is to stay away from this child.

After pushing Song Mingzhe away, Director Zhao consciously took a few steps back, afraid that Song Mingzhe would rush up and hug him again.

He is too old to stand such a rampage, and Song Mingzhe is really disgusting.

"Ahem, you just recognize your mistakes, and I'll leave if it's okay."

Director Zhao really didn't want to stay here, he patted the place where Song Mingzhe had been hugged just now, and there was a rare look of disgust on his face, but it was the pain he endured.

Song Mingzhe knew in his heart that Director Zhao was leaving, and he was overjoyed in his heart, but he still had to pretend to be reluctant and pitiful on his face.

"Hey, teacher, don't go, I still have a lot to tell you, hey, hey."

But when Director Zhao heard him say this, how dare he turn back, he didn't care what happened to them, he walked forward quickly, and now there is not even a shadow.

Seeing Director Zhao walking away, He Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a burst of laughter.

"Laughing fart, if it weren't for you, would I be so disgusting?"

Song Mingzhe saw that He Sheng was not only thanking himself, but still laughing shamelessly, and he was really angry.

But this is not what He Sheng is willing to laugh at, it's really funny, now if you look closely, Song Mingzhe's eyes are red, but he really looks like he is moved and runny.

Now, the baseball bat is also buried here, and the two of them can finally relax.

Song Mingzhe walked in front leisurely, humming a tune he didn't know where to learn, and chatted with He Sheng without a stubble.

"Hey, He Sheng, is your family very rich?"

Song Mingzhe has been walking in front and has not looked back, he can see from just now that such a luxurious bento is still making so much.

The contents of the bento are not something that ordinary children can eat every day, not to mention that this is a 4-layer of valuable ingredients when he eats it, and it is specially prepared by his family for him.

He Sheng thinks about it, it seems that Gu Bei is quite rich, running such a big company, living in a mansion, and driving a luxury car, so he is quite rich in family affairs, right?

But He Sheng always wants to stay on the same horizon as Song Mingzhe, and he will not feel higher than Song Mingzhe because of the superiority of his family situation.

And in the final analysis, he is just a child picked up by Gu Bei, and no matter how rich Gu Bei is, it has nothing to do with him.

"It's okay." He Sheng replied that he did not directly say no, nor did he boast about his family's living conditions.

Song Mingzhe saw that He Sheng didn't want to say anything, and he didn't force him, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

Song Mingzhe looked at He Sheng and felt that being rich was not such a good thing.

He thought so, seeing that He Sheng's family seemed to be very rich, but He Sheng had never even been to the game hall once.

There was no joy of childhood at all.

However, this made Song Mingzhe a little curious, what does He Sheng usually do at home, there is no entertainment at all, and he has never even been to the game hall.

Sure enough, the children of rich families are not easy to be, it is estimated that they usually make up classes, do housework and the like, which is as rich as his spare time.

"He Sheng, what do you usually do at home?" Song Mingzhe opened his mouth and asked, he had also wanted to ask this question for a long time.

"Look at writing questions and stuff like that." He Sheng replied, he usually reads in Gu Bei's study, and when he is tired of reading, he sleeps there. Thinking about it this way, it seems that he really doesn't do anything about it.