Now Mu Ziyi is the attention of the boys in the class, all the boys' eyes are shining, looking at their greedy gaze, Zhang Heming can't wait to glue their eyes with 502 glue, really, Zhang Heming disdains these stinky brothers now.

It's the second week of school, and it's another great day. In the morning, from the alarm clock prompt, Zhang Heming bounced up from the bed.

The road is still full of traffic, the sound of cars is one after another, and the sun outside the window is very dazzling.

Zhang Heming sat on the bed for a while, got dressed, and walked out of the room, his parents had already gotten up, and his parents were already busy.

His father was ready to go to work, Zhang Heming quickly washed up, went to breakfast, hastily finished breakfast, and pedaled his bicycle to school.

Pedaling the bicycle, riding on the road, the warm sun sprinkled on his body, and the gentle cool breeze blew, bringing a little comfort to himself. On the road, there are students going to school, one by one, in groups of three or five, walking together.

Skillfully parked the bicycle and walked towards the school, and the campus sounded early in the morning with bursts of music, which was Zhang Heming's singing "Tomorrow Will Be Better".

Hearing this song, Zhang Heming remembered the embarrassment of his military training again.

"What the hell, it's embarrassing to kill me by putting this song." Zhang Heming said embarrassedly.

He quickened his pace and walked towards the teaching building, and when he subconsciously turned his head, Zhang Heming saw his dear classmate Mu Ziyi.

Now Zhang Heming feels that she has a pounding feeling, her heart is beating very fast in an instant, Zhang Heming likes to see her laugh the most, the two pear nests are very beautiful when she laughs, and her laughter can infect others.

Today, she wore a double ponytail, which added a bit of cuteness and talked and laughed with her classmates, which always made Zhang Heming feel a little shy.

Zhang Heming especially wanted to greet her with good morning, but was stopped by his timid heart. Just when I was hesitating, I was about to say hello to her.

His nemesis Zhu Gang came, and when he saw this "pig liver" Zhang Heming, he was angry.

Zhang Heming hated it when he looked at it, he was Mu Ziyi's tablemate, and he secretly sent autumn waves to Mu Ziyi all day long, which made Zhang Heming and Lao Bi unbearable, and really wanted to press this kid to the ground and rub it.

Zhang Heming said in his heart, I know that I am close to Mu Ziyi all day long, and it is yours to do it. Zhang Heming immediately raised his middle finger in the distance as a sign of respect.

"Dead pig liver, shameless man." Zhang Heming greeted him disdainfully.

Zhu Gang walked towards Ziyi and said to Mu Ziyi.

"Ziyi, good morning Xu Ying, you're only here now?"

"Morning! Xiao Gang. ”

This...... Are they coming together? This dead pork liver is really a stinky brother, Zhang Heming is jealous and sour.

As the saying goes, "First strikes is stronger." "I can't let this calf succeed, Mu Ziyi is my own person, Zhang Heming is obviously shameless to come up with this, but he dares! There is no sin in thinking.

Today is Mu Ziyi's duty, hehe, I will help sweep the floor today, so that Mu Ziyi will deepen her impression of herself, so that she will feel that Zhang Heming is very helpful, so that she can get closer to her little by little, hehe......

"Hahaha......"

A person walked over, patted Zhang Heming hard and said, "Hey, Zhang Heming, what are you smirking at here alone?" Early reading is about to begin, and it's really like a fool. ”

"Huh? No, I don't. He reacted.

She left, and said as she walked, but she didn't expect that her table mate turned out to be a fool, which was amazing.

The person just now was Zhang Heming's tablemate, Wu Sitong, with a long round face and slightly chubby, and some words.

"It's class time, it's time for students to go back to class."

The radio came.

Zhang Heming thought too much for a while, and now he was a minute late to the class, and this time he was going to deduct points, and the disciplinary committee wrote under his name, deducting 1.5 points.

Everyone was reading aloud with a book, and the head teacher saw that Zhang Heming was late, so he asked Zhang Heming to stand at the door with a language book and read it.

This time he was embarrassed, he looked at Mu Ziyi, she saw Zhang Heming reading alone, and couldn't help laughing.

Seeing her laughing, she felt embarrassed, she laughed at herself, did she feel that she was very lazy, and suddenly Zhang Heming began to think crankily again.

After reading Chinese and English, the class teacher walked to the podium table and began to speak.

"I have repeatedly emphasized that no one is allowed to be late for early reading, but if someone is late today, Heming, tell me why you are late."

Zhang Heming walked in front of the head teacher and bowed his head embarrassedly, I can't tell the teacher, I think Ziyi is late, if I say it, I will definitely be laughed at by everyone and scolded by the teacher.

Zhang Heming made up nonsense, Zhang Heming's deceptive skills can be first-class, and deceiving people is not red, Zhang Heming said to the head teacher with righteous words.

"The teacher is like this, when I came to school in the morning, I saw an old woman who was inconvenient to cross the street, so I helped her cross the street, so she was late."

The head teacher looked at Zhang Heming with such a caring heart, and praised himself: "That's right, we should help others, you did a very good job, you deserve praise!" Well, Crane Ming hurry back to your seat! ”

Zhang Heming's deceptive skills are really first-class, and he actually passed the crack in the door, and Zhang Heming immediately returned to his seat. Wu Sitong next to him glanced at himself and said to Zhang Heming: "You are really good at deceiving people and denouncing you." ”

"Don't mind, if you tell the teacher, I'll be finished, don't."

She didn't say anything more to Zhang Heming, she felt that Zhang Heming was deceiving, so Zhang Heming had become a person who didn't tell the truth in her heart.

The knowledge of junior high school is really more difficult than that of elementary school, physics, chemistry, biology, etc., almost made Zhang Heming's brain explode.

I will only barely listen to it, and I will understand it at first, but if I don't pay attention to it later, I can't keep up with the rhythm at all.

The last English class was over, everyone dispersed, and they all went home with their schoolbags, only Zhang Heming hadn't gone home yet, and Zhang Heming planned to help Ziyi clean up. Zhang Heming walked to the sanitary corner, picked up the broom and began to help sweep the floor.

"Heming, aren't you going home?"

"Oh, why are you going home so quickly, it's better to help you sweep the floor, so that your moral education points won't be deducted." I said very enthusiastically.

"Thank you." Mu Ziyi said with a smile.

Seeing Mu Ziyi smiling, he suddenly felt a warm heart, and his heart said that it was worth it.

"It's okay, it's okay, what's this, it's all as it should be......"

When Zhang Heming turned his head to see Ziyi, she was not in the class, what about her? Defu and I were left cleaning up in class.

"Ahh What about Azusa artists? ”

"Ziyi, she and Zhu Gang went to sweep the bagan area." Defoe said.

Zhang Heming looked at the watch table on the blackboard, holding the grass, Ziyi originally planned to cover the area. Immediately, Zhang Heming was a little jealous, and asked Zhu Gang and Ziyi to sweep the floor together.

Once again, Zhang Heming and Ziyi skillfully "passed by", it was really helpless, Zhang Heming would only clean up the class, and Ziyi then went home with Xu Ying. All the way home I was almost sullen and sighed all the time......