"You're blocking the door."

Fang Chi stepped back slightly, making way for Dong Guoguo, who was about to go out.

"Fang Chi, I'll cheer for you every weekend's game, okay?"

Dong Guoguo smiled.

Fang Chi glanced at him and felt that his head hurt a little.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Dong Guoguo followed closely behind Fang Chi and returned to the classroom.

There are many students who look at Dongguoguo, but they don't see it.

This is something that we are accustomed to, and although it will be discussed in private, it will never be in front of the parties.

After all, they are all good students, and there are some things to say.

"I'm fine."

Fang Chi said in a low voice.

"If you don't feel well, I can accompany you ......"

Dong Guoguo continued.

Fang Chi suddenly sneered and looked up at Dong Guoguo.

Although he didn't speak, he saw that Dongguo was flustered.

However, Dongguoguo didn't care so much.

Fang Chi has always been a very gentle classmate, and rarely loses his temper.

"We're still students."

Fang Chi said, "If you have time to focus on other things, you might as well look at next month's exam." ”

Dong Guoguo's face changed, and she felt that everyone was casting disdainful glances at her.

It's not a secret that she likes Fang Chi, but Fang Chi barely refutes her directly, right? What's more, Fang Chi simply has something to say.

What does that mean? Dong Guoguo had no bottom in his heart, so he could only find an excuse and leave in a hurry.

Fang Chi felt very awkward when he thought that he was going to instigate Li Yueyue to find trouble with Wuming.

Where did Wu Shen offend them? Why did Dong Guoguo find his cousin.

The little girl's scheming is ruthless, and it is also very fatal.

When Fang Chi retracted his thoughts, Wu Shunan moved to his side.

Do you think Wu Shunan is going to ask about Dongguoguo? "How many are you going to take the midterm exam?"

Wu Shunan asked.

This is very ambiguous, how many people to take the test, it is not up to Fang Chi to say.

Fang Chi asked rhetorically, "How much can Shang Yulei take the test?" ”

Wu Shunan was confused, who is Shang Yulei?

Ah, Shang Yulei.

The school grass of the third middle school, the childhood sweetheart of the school flower and the school.

I heard that I have lived in the same compound since I was a child, and the relationship is very good.

Ask him what he does, though? When Wu Shunan told Fang Chi all the things he inquired about, Fang Chi didn't answer.

"Catch the ball."

The basketball hit Fang Chi's side.

The boy obviously wanted to pull Fang Chi on the field, but Fang Chi felt weird.

"Don't play."

Fang Chi said, "I'm thinking about things. ”

Yo, what will make Fang Chi happy? It's weird.

"Is there anything wrong with Shang Yulei?"

Wu Shunan asked, "This weekend's basketball game is not right with the third middle school." ”

"I know,"

Fang Chi knew better than anyone else, "I think he's following Wuming." ”

Follow the Immortal? Wu Shunan covered his mouth in surprise, as if he had heard something terrible.

He immediately put down his hand again, and smiled helplessly, "He's a good student, the first in the grade, how can he follow a ...... There is no underworld. ”

He really wanted to say, how could it be possible to track a bad student.

"Can you find out more?"

Fang Chi thought that his instincts could not be wrong.

Wu Shunan really didn't quite understand what Fang Chi was obsessed with, but finally said, "Just ask Wu Ming, let's guess here, what can we guess." ”

Even to inquire...... They are just students, do they want to ask their parents to help inquire about Shang Yulei's family affairs? Fang Chi knew that this was the best way, but Wu Ming looked at Shang Yulei's gaze, which was completely unfamiliar.

"Dude, catch the ball."

Another male classmate threw the ball in front of Fang Chi and shouted.

Fang Chi took the ball and finally ran to the basketball court.

As for the things you haven't figured out, let's think about them later.

Also puzzled was Wuming, who was full of doubts when she looked at a classmate from the next class who handed her an English book.

"The son of the book married to you."

Classmates said.

They were originally from a junior high school, but this classmate was more familiar with Zishu's marriage.

"Do what?"

Wu Ming will not admit that he has the intention to become a good student, "Do you want me to study?" ”

"Learning without losing a piece of meat?"

The middle school student said very depressedly, "This is what Zishu introduced to us, you must read it." ”

It's a good book.

Wuming took it back to the class, and Ji Yan added a sentence later.

"Then buy it and watch it."

Wu Ming said, "Whoever wants to learn, just buy a copy and read it." ”

Not everyone in this class gave up, and some people copied the title of the book or something.

When Wuming was studying on his own, he opened the book and looked at the unfamiliar handwriting on it, quite puzzled.

"Something?"

Liang Yutao asked.

"Yes, it's not my classmate's handwriting."

To tell the truth, she still recognizes the words of Zishu's marriage, which is not the case at all.

"It's supposed to be a boy."

Liang Yutao just glanced at it, "Whatever, it's useful to you." ”

Reasonable.

Wu Shen agreed.

Although it is an English book, the memory points listed next to it are all basic, which has benefited Wu Ming a lot.

Wuming also turned to the last page and sandwiched a piece of paper, reminding her that instead of memorizing words, it is better to memorize articles.

Let's try it, but everyone's study habits are completely different.

There was a small piece of gossip that suddenly spread.

A girl wrote a love letter to Fang Chi and was caught by the teacher.

The love letter was not written by Dong Guoguo, but it was indeed in Dong Guoguo's hands and was discovered by the teacher.

The head teacher knows his students and is unlikely to do anything to send a love letter, but who knows that the director will find out directly.

In the corridor, Dong Guoguo was not given any chance to distinguish, and he was given a good lesson.

The rest of the class is quiet, it really has nothing to do with them, and they don't take it seriously.

Wu Ming listened to the noise and had a headache.

She seemed to be back in that year's high school, and countless disappointed and disdainful faces were swaying in front of her eyes.

She went from nervousness at the beginning to confusion to despair at the end.

She is not sympathetic to the girl who wrote love letters, she is sympathetic to students who have not been protected.

"Nothing."

Ji Yan was the first to discover that something was wrong.

Liang Yutao was obviously sitting beside Wuming, but he realized it later.

"Oh my God, you're ......"

Liang Yutao wanted to help Wuming up, but Wuming hugged the table tightly and trembled.

Ji Yan's classmate reached out and touched Wuming's forehead and said, "I have a fever, it's very hot." ”

The head teacher, who was originally wandering around the class, planned to come over and carry Wu Ming.

Still, there are people who are faster than the teacher.

Liang Yutao and Ji Yan each supported Wuming on both sides and left the class.

The director was originally training, but when he saw a classmate who was sick and shivering, he didn't care about the student who wrote love letters.

"Quickly call the parents and pick them up first."

said the director.

Wu Ming was quickly sent to the infirmary, and after the medical teacher gave her fever-reducing medicine, she was finally calmed down.

Ji Yan returned to the class, helped Wuming pack her schoolbag, and handed it to Teacher Wen.

Dong Guoguo saw the scene of Wu Ming being helped up, and suddenly "had an idea".

"Teacher, the love letter really wasn't written by me, it was given to me by Wuming."

She had just been trained to the point of confusion, and had completely forgotten to defend herself.

When she came back to her senses, she immediately thought of pulling Wu Ying as a cushion.

The head teacher frowned, and when he heard the bell for the end of class, he also heard Fang Chi's voice, "Teacher, that letter was not written by Wu Ming, and her handwriting is not like this." ”

"Why are you helping her?"

Dongguo was so angry that it was not easy for her to think of a way to get away with it.

Fang Chi just glanced at her and looked at the head teacher, "Teacher, I'll go buy water." ”

"Go ahead."

The head teacher obviously believed Fang Chi's words more.

Dong Guoguo thought that Xi Ming had a way to get out of this matter, as long as Fang Chi didn't open his mouth.

Who knew that Fang Chi didn't give her any face at all, not only did she open her mouth, but also in front of many students who walked out of the classroom.

"Alright, let's go back."

The head teacher said, "Send me the review book." ”

The head teacher didn't plan to make a big deal out of it, but who knew that it would just be for the director to see.

The director is very serious, and of course he can't tolerate this kind of thing.

"Teacher, it's really not my ......"

Dong Guoguo wanted to say more, but the head teacher waved his hand, "Whether it's you or not, don't take other people's things casually in the future." ”

Dongguo was stunned, and suddenly understood what the head teacher meant.

This letter was indeed not from her, nor was it received by Fang Chi, but she took it herself.

It's not that the head teacher doesn't know the reason, but he doesn't know how to say it.

Writing a love letter is the beginning of love.

Stealing, that's ......

Is she in the infirmary? Wu Ming reached out and touched his forehead, and heard the medical teacher say, "You lie down for a while, and someone will come to your house to pick you up." ”

"Thank you, teacher."

Wu Ming agreed.

Alas, a waste of time.

Wu Ming originally planned to take a good look at the English book, but now he was sent to the infirmary.

How did she get here, though? Wu Shen turned his head in a daze, but saw Fang Chi.

"Why are you here?"

No meditation.

Fang Chi glanced sideways at Wu Ming, and said expressionlessly, "It's too dark outside, I tripped over." ”

Is it possible? Wu Ming thought that that kind of non-funny scene would never happen to Fang Chi's body.

She felt like she was choking, and it was very unreasonable.

"Laughing at what?"

Fang Chi rubbed the wound with medicine and said, "The teacher told me to go home and rest." ”

The teacher also asked Wu Ming to go home and rest.

"Let's go, let's go home."

Fang Chi stood up, moved his legs slightly, and made sure that there was no problem, so he pulled up Wu Ming.

Wu Ming sweated, and the fever had subsided.

Maybe it's a fever.

Wu Ming thought silently in his heart, and he was very clear in his heart.

She didn't have a fever, she had a sudden fever because of a heart attack.

Get some sleep, too.

"My book?"

Wu Ming saw a book next to the bed.

It must have been her classmates who helped her put it away.

Wu Ming took his bag, left the infirmary with Fang Chi, and walked slowly towards the outside of the school.

They went one after the other, and none of them spoke.

Wu Ming looked at Fang Chi limping slightly, and asked worriedly, "What about tomorrow's game?" ”

She remembers it very well.

Outside the English tutoring class, a male student from No. 3 Middle School challenged Fang Chi.

That should be a challenge.

"Cold salad."

Fang Chi said with a smile, "It's not that without me, the game won't be able to go on." ”

Their class played basketball very well.

"That's good."

Wu Ming walked a few steps quickly and walked to Fang Chi's side, "You can put your hand on my shoulder and hold it up." ”

Fang Chi looked at Wuming's thin shoulders with a smile, wanting to help him share the burden.

"You're sick yourself."

Fang Chi reminded her.

Seems to be, right? Wu Ming smiled reluctantly, "That's not sickness, it's scared." ”

Scared? Fang Chi was surprised.

"When I hear the director training people, I feel like I'm thinking of being a freshman in high school."

Wu Ming said softly.

She thought that memory was blurred, and now she realized that she was deceiving herself at all.

It was never blurred, it was a wound that would never heal, bleeding for years, and it hadn't dried yet.