Jiang Lige feels that the fate between people is sometimes really wonderful, and Zhao Minghao once again became her front row.

As soon as the first class was over, the man collapsed on her desk with a sad face, and wept bitterly.

As for why she was chosen, because he really has no one to sue.

His new tablemate is Wang Ke, the first from the bottom of the class, with a strange personality and a short temper, if anyone accidentally provokes him, it is estimated that he will die without a place to be buried.

After weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Minghao still decided to vent his emotions at this moment to the half-familiar Jiang Lige.

"Sister Jiang, I'm out of love."

Jiang Lige was holding a ruler to draw the coordinate axis on the white paper, and she didn't raise her eyelids, but she thought that it was her duty to help her classmates solve problems, so she comforted him,

"What's the matter, what's the big deal? I haven't talked about it yet, but I'm going to jump off the building! ”

"Alas, a single dog never understands my sorrow, just like the day does not understand the darkness of the night."

The headless lyricism made Jiang Lige want to laugh.

But the scene in front of her made her restrain her expression slightly.

Someone is coming, it's Liu Yiran.

Fragrant flowers always attract buzzing bees, and Jiang Lige feels that Song Wanqiao is such a flower.

She stared at the white and red face of the girl opposite, the skin was as thin as clotted fat, and then looked at the back of her somewhat sallow hand ashamedly, and couldn't help but sigh, the difference between the children of the poor family and the rich family is really very big.

"Song Wanqiao, can you lend me your notebook to look at?"

There was a world of difference between her delicate voice and her contemptuous harshness when she talked about others behind her back.

"I'm sorry, I never take notes."

The sound was not loud, but it was as cold as ice slag.

Song Wanqiao closed the math book, did not give a look to the girl opposite, got up and left the seat, the chair legs scratched the terrazzo floor with a sharp sorrowful sound.

"Spraying pesticides in classrooms? Why does it smell so bad? Wang Ke got up from the table with sleepy eyes, frowned, covered his nose and asked.

Jiang Lige: ......

Zhao Minghao: ......

"Don't talk nonsense, that's the smell of people's perfumes."

Zhao Minghao reminded him in a low voice, although the voice was small, it still inevitably fell into Liu Yiran's ears.

Her delicate face suddenly turned red and white, and she stayed where she was and forgot to move.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Ke asked impatiently, he couldn't stand this kind of delicate girl the most, and the smell of noise was still jumping around, polluting the public environment.

"No, no......"

Liu Yiran replied sluggly.

"If it's okay, get out of here, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu's sleep!"

Jiang Lige felt the lively gazes of the people around him, and generously handed out his notebook with a few coils of stitches, "That, mine can be borrowed from you." ”

"Uh...... No need. ”

The girl glanced at her and hurried away.

Jiang Lige withdrew her hand in a daze, these notes were also borrowed by her. There is only a small light bulb in the rental house, and recently I have stayed up late at night to read, and my eyesight has deteriorated dramatically.

But at that time, buying a pair of glasses was really a huge expense for a family living in a rental house of more than 40 square meters.

She didn't dare to mention it to Jiang Shi.

Zhao Minghao glanced at her, "Are you stupid?" Did you really think she wanted to borrow notes? She is just greedy for Song Wanqiao's appearance, alas, look at people, handsome, chasing girls in a row, unlike me, just throw it off, happy to put me in the trash, unhappy, kicked away. ”

"Don't do that, you...... It's also good, it's that girl who has no vision and can't look down on you as a loss in her life. ”

Well, don't blame her for hypocrisy, don't blame her for going against her will, her words may save a vigorous young life!

"Do you like me, then?"

Zhao Minghao showed a row of white teeth and spoke amazingly.

In normal times, she would have slapped him to death a long time ago, and then sent a vulgar sentence, "I like your uncle!" ”

But today's situation, forget it...... Good people pretend to be the end, and send the Buddha to the west.

"Even if I like you, you don't necessarily like me, I'm not the kind of person who will dress very coquettishly in the future, I'm afraid it won't suit your taste."

"Who said that? Ben Gongzi thinks that you are still making a living. ”

Zhao Minghao raised his eyebrows evilly, and an obscure light appeared in his eyes, throwing her a smile of unknown meaning.

Jiang Lige was taken aback, folded the draft paper, and was struggling with how to answer him, when she suddenly felt a gloomy cold wind coming from behind, and she cautiously looked sideways, it was Song Wanqiao who came back.

With a crisp bell, the geography teacher also walked into the classroom.

She pushed Zhao Minghao's arm indiscriminately and found a good reason, "The teacher is here, sit down." ”

Zhao Minghao snorted twice and turned his head.

She glanced at the female teacher on the podium, the delicate light makeup was meticulous, but it was not gaudy and vulgar, there was a feeling of clear water out of hibiscus, her figure was slender, her long hair was shawl, and she was only wrapped in a pink tweed dress in winter, which was very eye-catching.

"The teacher is dressed up so beautifully today!"

There was no answer.

Jiang Lige: ......

After getting along for a long time, she gradually figured out Song Wanqiao's character, withdrawn like the moon among the stars, indifferently and never willing to open her eyes to see the world.

She always thought that maybe it was his extremely strong brain capacity that squeezed out his speech.

Maybe she was used to his ignorant character, she didn't think much about it, picked up the pen and prepared to listen carefully.

The geography teacher talked for a while and began to scribble on the blackboard.

Her eyes widened, densely packed, and the words were vague and unrecognizable.

I had no choice but to stretch out my finger and poke Zhao Minghao's back

"Hey! That one...... I can't read the words on the blackboard, can you copy what you wrote for me after class? ”

She is really desperate, Song Wanqiao doesn't take notes, Da Xiong doesn't take notes, and Fang Tang doesn't take notes, Wang Ke, forehead......

How did she put up such a group of people, with good grades, knowledge is in her head, and those with poor grades discard knowledge as if she were a shoe.

It's not easy for a person like her to survive in the cracks!

"Yes, you can, but you have to promise me how about helping me with my homework in the evening?"

"This ......"

Jiang Lige bit her lip in thought, and when she was about to agree, her eyes lit up, and she saw the person next to her pick up the pen and brush what was written in the blank space of the page, she glanced at it, and it was difficult to judge that these words seemed to coincide with the words on the blackboard.

", no need."

She waved her hand, leaned her neck to look at Song Wanqiao's words, chic and sharp, as if she was about to break out of the paper, well, very handsome.

After copying it for a while, she looked down and asked him, "How did you take notes today?" ”

"The knowledge points in this section are more difficult."

"Is it difficult? I can understand everything. ”

Jiang Lige glanced at the few lines of notes he had just copied, and blurted out, "The impact of ocean currents on marine life, the sea area where cold and warm currents meet, the sea water is disturbed, which can bring the lower nutrients to the surface, which is conducive to the reproduction of fish in large numbers and provides bait for fish; Both currents can also form "water barriers" that hinder fish movement...... It's not difficult! Pure language, no pictures, no tables, no words. ”

"You ......"

Song Wanqiao's movements froze, she stopped writing, her eyes were indescribable, and she felt more and more that this girl lacked roots.

"No, no, no, I definitely don't mean to insult your IQ, I'm just happy for my progress, you just don't say it, keep writing and keep writing, hehe!"

She hurriedly interrupted him, so dangerous, she almost offended the big guy, but fortunately she was clever.