It's Monday again.

Gu Shijin yawned into the classroom, and the students were the most deenergetic on Monday morning, with burnout written all over everyone's faces.

She still remembered the agreement with Shen Ziyu to put a cage of xiaolongbao on his table, and brought a bottle of Wangzi milk that he loved to drink.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhoulu turned into lemon essence and became sour, "Now, why did you just bring him food alone, and only had two days off, and the two of you went behind my back to secretly Chen Cang?" ”

Gu Shijin had a black face: "Classmate Yuan Zhoulu, don't use idioms indiscriminately if your Chinese grades are not good, okay?"

"I don't care, I'm going to eat it too."

Yuan Zhoulu often stepped into the classroom, most of the time he couldn't eat breakfast, and he was extremely eager for someone to buy such a good thing as breakfast.

He didn't eat breakfast today.

Yuan Zhoulu's titanium alloy dog eyes were too bright, Gu Shijin couldn't ignore it, she rolled her eyes, and gave him a steamed bun, she has been a little hot recently, she needs to eat something light.

The white steamed buns are big and cheap, and they are full, but they are tasteless, Yuan Zhoulu doesn't really want to eat them, he stared at the buns in Shen Ziyu's hand, and his hungry eyes expressed everything.

Yuan Zhoulu: "Shen Ziyu, can you share a little with me?"

Shen Ziyu stuffed a small bun into his mouth, and he didn't care whether he chewed it or not, he forced himself into a puffer fish, and the bun was finished, and he said vaguely: "It's gone."

Gu Shijin brought him a loving breakfast, he wanted to eat, hum, no way.

Yuan Zhou's teeth itched, he didn't expect Shen Ziyu to be so naïve!

Gu Shijin exchanged a physics problem with Wu Mei, and when she turned around and saw Yuan Zhoulu holding a steamed bun with a bitter appearance, she reached out to grab it: "π, if you don't want to eat it, give it back to me!"

"Nope." Yuan Zhoulu protected the steamed buns, "I'll eat!" "He took a big bite, mosquitoes are also meat, so don't complain.

He glanced at Shen Ziyu angrily and scolded the big vinegar tank.

"Ahem, ahem." Shen Ziyu choked and hurriedly picked up water to drink.

"Hahaha......" Yuan Zhoulu smiled unkindly.

If you don't give me food, you will be punished!

Soon Yuan Zhoulu was retaliated, and in English class, he was named by the teacher many times to answer questions because of Shen Ziyu.

Shen Ziyu's classmates have always had revenge in person to show respect for the players.

In the afternoon, because there was a parent-teacher conference, the class meeting class was changed to the last class.

Before class ended, some students saw from the window that some parents were walking into the school one after another, and they were immediately impetuous, and they didn't have much to listen to the class.

The parent-teacher meeting is an exchange of ideas between teachers and parents on the learning and growth of students, in fact, it is more appropriate to say that it is a catwalk for hot mothers or a battlefield for parents to show off and compete.

I don't know if the students think that their mothers are easier to talk to, most of the parents who come are mothers, and they are all dressed up brightly, as if they are going to participate in the beauty pageant of the Chinese people.

As soon as the bell rang after class, the students all tidied up their desktops and waited in the corridor to look forward to their mother or father, and the head teacher also waited outside the classroom early in the morning.

The little friends were waiting in the corridor at the back door, compared to the excitement of the others, Gu Shijin's heart and expression were unwavering, Gu Qingchuan had assured her that the things she asked for had been done, and Shen Ziyu also said that there was no problem, and now she prayed that there would be no accidents.

The first parent to appear among the friends is Yuan Zhoulu's father, how to say it, if the other party hadn't come over and greeted them affectionately by the shoulders of Yuan Zhoulu, no one would have expected him to be Yuan Zhoulu's father.

Who will tell them why, Yuan Zhoulu, who is seven or eight meters tall, as thin as firewood, and as white as a shining incandescent lamp, his father is a big fat man with yellow skin, and his smile is as kind as Maitreya Buddha, which does not match the temperament of Yuan Zhoulu Erha at all, and the friends are a little disillusioned. Read the latest chapter of "The World Knows I Have a Crush on Her Paw Book House" for free for the first time.