English lessons.

Wang Fang muttered in her heart: Today, the child is very serious in class.

It's just that he kept staring at her and smirking, and he saw that she was a little hairy in her heart.

"In fact, you don't have to stare at the teacher's face to take class seriously, you can also look at the blackboard." Wang Fang walked to Mingyi's side and reminded in a whisper.

What Ming Yi thought in his heart was: Although Mr. Wang is an adult woman, she will also be embarrassed, since you are embarrassed, you still ask Lao Tzu?

Thinking of dating, Mingyi's heart became more and more itchy.

Because of his poor academic performance, Ming Yi has stayed in several grades, and the other students in the class are only thirteen or fourteen years old, but Ming Yi is already sixteen years old.

Although Ming Yi is not a reading material, his limbs are developed, his body develops very early, and everyone is still ignorant at an age, but he has already followed the gangsters to the video hall to watch a lot of pornographic videos.

Between teenagers and young people, Ming Yan has no less fantasies about the opposite sex.

Even if the eldest brother in the gang doesn't talk about the rule that rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, he is not interested in the girls in the class who have not dried up, and the yellow-haired girls are not interesting.

Wang Fang is different.

Wang Fang is already an adult woman, not a middle-aged woman like a political teacher, only in her early twenties.

The best age of a woman's life is like when the flowers are just blooming to their brightest.

The more thoughts in his heart, the more complicated Ming Yi's eyes became when he looked at Wang Fang.

He couldn't hold back when he thought about that date.

However, I still have to survive the day and stay up until the night.

Evening self-study, Ming Yi skipped class directly.

According to what the eldest brother said in the gang, at the time and place agreed by Wang Fang, Ming Yi came to the door of Wang Fang's teacher's dormitory.

Walking through the dormitories, Ming Yi was very worried in his heart.

At this time, most of the teachers are studying in the teaching building.

Although it was a self-study class, the teachers were just lined up to be on duty, just like herding sheep.

But most teachers are very conscientious, and when they think of exams to be evaluated, they start with self-study classes.

Wang Fang happened to have no classes today and rested in the dormitory.

On the entire floor of the teacher's dormitory, only Wang Fang's dormitory was lit up, and the other rooms were dark.

Ming Yi also confirmed that Wang Fang was in the dormitory, and secretly thought in his heart, no wonder Wang Fang wanted to ask him to come to the dormitory at this time, it was really much more convenient, and he was not afraid of being disturbed.

Thinking like this, Ming Yi stood at the door of Wang Fang's dormitory and knocked on the door of Wang Fang's dormitory.

Wang Fanglai opened the door and was not surprised to see Ming Jie, because when Ming Yi received her love letter, she also received Ming Jie's letter at the same time.

Ming Yi said in the letter that he wanted Wang Fang to give him a make-up lesson.

"Teacher Wang!" Ming Yi shouted, a little embarrassed.

"Come in." Wang Fang warmly invited.

Ming Yi entered the house, and Wang Fang found that Ming Yi was empty-handed.

"You didn't bring English books?"

Ming Yi was stunned for a moment, wrote a love letter, and fell into the hands of the gang brother, who asked her to make up for the class?

What is this girl doing, I don't know what he hates reading the most?

"When a student comes to the teacher to make up the lesson, he doesn't bring a book, is he here to talk about love?" Wang Fang usually likes to joke with Ming Yi, and at this moment, she didn't feel that it was inappropriate to joke.

Ming Yan secretly scolded Wang Fang in his heart, he had to write love letters and beat around the bush, was this woman waiting for him to take the initiative.

The teacher is a woman who took the initiative to write love letters, and love is such a thing, as a man, it is not good to let the woman take the initiative.

Ming Yi is a gangster, he has participated in several gang fights in the town, and he has also seen blood and knives, so he is a bold man.

At this moment, lonely men and widows are in the same room, and they have seen Wang Fang's love letters, and there is nothing more to cower and restrain their hands.

"Teacher, it's better to hurry up, otherwise the other teachers should go back to the dormitory after the evening self-study."

Ming Fang's words made Wang Fang a little strange, but his actions surprised Wang Fang even more.

Ming Yi had already taken a step forward and approached Wang Fang.

Wang Fang is petite, not yet one meter six, but Ming Fang has risen to more than one meter seven, and looks much taller than Wang Fang.

His hand was tangled and put on Wang Fang's shoulder.

Wang Fang was stunned: "Mingyi, what are you doing here?" ”

"Teacher, don't be nervous, I'll listen to you."

Wang Fang is an adult, and she is still a teenager, so Wang Fang must be more experienced than herself.

After thinking about it, Wang Fang should not have a boyfriend yet, and she may not have experience.

"Teacher, in fact, I have watched a lot of Hong Kong films, I should be experienced."

Ming Yi said this, and Wang Fang took a big step closer......

Evening self-study is as usual, and the entire Nth middle school is immersed in the night.

The school building with the lights on didn't know what was going on in the lighted teacher dormitory building.

When the bell rang for the end of the evening self-study, Zhao Huanhuan stood up and glanced at the empty seat at the back of the classroom.

Zhang Yumei at the women's table also glanced at the position: "It's so cool, if you don't want to come to class, you can not come to class." ”

"If you want, you can too!" Zhao Huanhuan threw a word to Zhang Yumei and walked out of the classroom.

Zhang Yumei scratched her head, of course she didn't want to.

Although she is not a scholar, she is not a scumbag, only a scumbag skips class, right?

Zhao Huanhuan met with Wei Mingshan in the old place, and the two walked out of the school gate together.

At the gate of the school, Zhao Huanhuan looked back at the old teacher's dormitory building.

The lights were already lit up one after another, and the windows with the lights on were like strange eyes in the dark night.

I don't know what fate Ming Yi and Wang Fang will usher in after this night.

"Zhou Ying borrowed money from me."

Zhao Huanhuan was stunned when he heard Wei Mingshan's voice in his ears.

Zhao Huanhuan didn't ask why Zhou Ying borrowed money, after all, Zhou Ying's mother had a midwife and a stillborn woman, and it was normal for the family to be poor, and it was reasonable to borrow money.

"How much money did she borrow from you?" Zhao Huanhuan asked.

Wei Mingshan looked sad: "It's a lot, borrow a thousand yuan from me." ”

"So much?"

1,000 yuan is an astronomical amount for a junior high school student.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Huanhuan wanted to hear Wei Mingshan's thoughts.

"A thousand is not a small amount." Wei Mingshan's voice was a little low.

"You just know! So she borrowed from you in vain, your father's leukemia has cost your family a lot of money, and you can't protect yourself now, how can you talk to your mother and ask your mother to lend money to their family. ”

Zhao Huanhuan couldn't understand how Zhou Ying thought of borrowing money from Wei Mingshan instead of other princesses.

Perhaps, she borrowed money from all the princesses at the same time.

"Zhou Ying is a proud person, she opened her mouth to borrow money, it must be that their family really encountered a problem, otherwise she would not have spoken."

Maybe Wei Mingshan's analysis makes sense, but so what?

"But you don't have the money to lend her, if you talk to your mother, you will be scolded to death by your mother."

With Zhao Huanhuan's understanding of Wei Mingshan's mother, Ms. Gao Jinxian, it is not only scolding, but also the possibility of beating to death.

"That's why I didn't tell my mom." On the road leading from the Nth Middle School to the town, Wei Mingshan was unspeakable.

I didn't tell your mother, but I told me.

Zhao Huanhuan suddenly came back to his senses: "So, Mingshan, you asked me to lend Zhou Ying this money?" ”