After being reminded by Lao Wang, according to the school's regulations, the angry little cubs in the third year of high school will not have weekends next semester, and the teacher in charge of the class is a little more angry.

You know, he calculated, now at the end of December, the next semester is only one month exam month and winter vacation for the New Year, two months of effort.

……

On the ninth class, no one knew that they were sued by the teacher in Lao Wang.

Large recess.

Everyone should write questions, preview, and go out to fetch water. Behaves as if it were normal.

No one mentioned what happened before the class, and no one dared to look in that direction openly.

Who made them weak in heart?

Jiang Xin was the only person in the know, and she didn't deliberately hide the facts she had known for a long time.

Following Xie Ran's question, he briefly explained two sentences to Xie Ran.

Jiang Xin turned around and asked lightly, "Han Yi, what are you doing tearing up her ticket?" One yard to one yard, this ticket is what she deserves. ”

Han Yi didn't think that she was a person who was right about things, he obviously helped Jiang Xin's sister, how could she settle the account now?

Putting the mobile phone on the table, Han Yi opened his mouth unhappily.

"The young master tore it when he was happy. Anyway, I'm not like some people, who do the right things and don't do the right things. I'm going to be right for people! My family's good and noble concert has more than her, I don't want to. ”

“……”

Immature.

The dark eyes stared at the boy's obviously deliberately angry appearance for a moment, and the corner of Jiang Xin's mouth pulled up an imperceptible smile.

"It's good if you're happy." Lowering his eyes and glancing at the mobile phone he was playing with when he turned around, Jiang Xin seemed to ask Han Yi casually.

"What are you playing?"

It was rare for Jiang Xin's sister to ask him about topics other than studying and business, and Han Yi replied without hesitation at all.

"Send a message to Gu Xiaoxiao, that stinky dog, I haven't replied to my message for two days, I've never done this before. At first glance, it's chasing girls! ”

As he spoke, Han Yi pinched his phone again, and the page opened for Jiang Xin to see.

Indeed, from the day of the birthday party. With a rough sweep, Han Yi's long and short twenty or thirty messages were like a stone sinking into the sea. No one responded.

But.

Remarks is, concubine?

“……”

Boys and boys shout love concubines to each other, and they will see each other for a long time.

Seeing that Jiang Xin's sister didn't speak, Han Yi turned back to his mobile phone and looked at it.

……

All right.

"He's not the concubine of my family anymore! Starting today, Gu Xiaoxiao is ...... Snapdog! ”

Dogs, puppies, too smooth.

Jiang Xin's original intention of asking was almost crooked by him, and when he picked it up, his leisurely voice was clear and light into a sentence.

"Still thinking about playing with your phone? Are you done with the extra questions? Have you finished filling in the Chinese ancient English words that should be supplemented? Can you take 755 in the final exam next month? ”

“…………”

Excuse me, farewell.

He was so naïve that he thought that Jiang Xin's sister was here to chat.

At lunchtime, there was a post on Weibo about Youyu going to the villa group where Jiang's house was secretly photographed yesterday, and in less than 20 minutes, it immediately jumped on the hot search TOP 6.

Without thinking about it, Jiang Xin knew that this was the handiwork of the excellent family.

As long as the content written is not excessive, Jiang Xin is too lazy to intervene, no matter how he pulls between the You family and the Ren family.

By chance, she got the cheap father of the excellent family, and the one of the excellent family didn't get her cheap daughter.

It's just a matter of using each other for a while.

And what happened to Ye Zhizhi in the morning, Jiang Xin only regarded it as a small episode, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Unexpectedly, this matter fermented faster than Youyu.

The vignette wants to sing, I want to sing it, and I even want to sing it all.