"Han Jingshen, are you smoking??"

Han Jingshen looked at Mr. Wang's current appearance and thought of Ji Xiaofan's move to throw away his cigarette case just now.

"Nope." Han Jingshen replied without any psychological burden.

"Why do you smell smoke?" Teacher Wang said.

"Teacher, it may be the smell of smoke left over from your previous cigarettes." Han Jingshen also hit a rake.

"How is it possible, I don't smoke again!"

"Oh." The corners of Han Jingshen's lips couldn't help but raise slightly.

After that, Mr. Wang was no longer entangled in smoking, looked at the two of them, and asked:

"How about it, do you need me to open a VIP for you in the next class, and continue to stay here?"

Ji Xiaofan said very obediently:

"No need, teacher, I know it's wrong, I blame me for today's incident, it's me who made the first move."

Han Jingshen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at Ji Xiaofan, then turned his head and said to Teacher Wang:

"It's my fault for this, I think she is arguing with me to sleep, so I changed my position at will."

After what happened, Mr. Wang had already asked the poet and knew what was going on.

At this time, watching the two of them reflect on their mistakes, Mr. Wang nodded with satisfaction.

"It's good, knowing what to do is a big improvement. It's not in vain that the teacher asked you to have a class here, go back, prepare well, and start military training tomorrow for half a month. ”

When the two returned to the classroom, the students in the class saluted them attentively.

Especially Ji Xiaofan.

Han Jingshen is famous, Han Jingshen was their senior at the beginning, and it is said that when he was about to graduate from junior high school, he beat his table sideways out.

It is said that when he was carried out, he was covered in blood.

And now she's been thrown to the ground by a transfer student, and she's a girl.

One can imagine what kind of sensation this incident caused in the hearts of all the students.

Could it be that the new school bully wants to spend the season Xiaofan's family?

So much so, this afternoon, Ji Xiaofan couldn't find his pen, and when he asked the next table to borrow a pen, the next table was offered with both hands.

In the last physical education class, when the physical education teacher took the students to the equipment room, Ji Xiaofan asked Han Jingshen:

"Why did you hit Deng Xianjie?" Ji Xiaofan knew that there must be a reason.

Han Jingshen looked at this little girl who was only up to his shoulders, and he didn't know where he got the strength to put him to the ground at noon.

"He made me sleep."

“......”

Han Jingshen looked at Ji Xiaofan's appearance at this time, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Ji Xiaofan looked at him smiling and knew that he was playing tricks on himself.

At the end of the physical education class, the physical education teacher handed out the clothes that everyone was going to do for military training tomorrow.

The camouflage uniforms of all colors were complained about by the girls for a while.

For half a month in the future, they will not be able to wear beautiful dresses and all kinds of beautiful clothes.

I can only wear this kind of clothes that look at Tubula, and stand in the sun to dry.

Ji Xiaofan has already listened to them discussing how to protect themselves from the sun, in the capital in September, the autumn tiger is still very powerful, and it is not a problem to tan people.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to get out of school, and when Ji Xiaofan originally pulled Xie Lingli to go out, Xie Lingli told Ji Xiaofan that she was a boarding student.

Ji Xiaofan listened to Xie Lingli and remembered.

The school has a dormitory, and the environment of the dormitory is not bad.

However, in the previous life, Ji Xiaofan had been a day student and did not live on campus, so he ignored it now.

Listening to Xie Lingli, Ji Xiaofan suddenly had a desire to live in the school.

When Ji Xiaofan left school and waited for the bus at the bus stop, he was thinking about it.

At this time, she heard a motorcycle, and she didn't pay attention.

ps: There are two more more, which are being written.