Chapter 143: Not a soft persimmon

The scorching sun shines in the sky, the cicadas on the trees are so hot that they keep crying "I know", the classroom full of students is like a boiling oil pot, the electric fan hanging from the ceiling is running rapidly, and the wind released is indeed a sullen warm wind, blowing people more and more tired and want to sleep.

Jing Ke chased the king of Qin, and the king of Qin returned the pillar and left. The ministers were stunned, unexpected, and lost their degree. And Qin Law, the ministers who serve the palace are not allowed to hold ruler soldiers; The soldiers in the Zhulang are all His Royal Highness Chen, and they cannot be on unless there is an edict. When Fang was in a hurry, he didn't have time to summon the troops, so Jing Ke chased the king of Qin, and the pawns were in a hurry and couldn't hit Ke, but fought with their hands. The middle-aged and elderly male teacher who was writing on the blackboard took a mouthful of plastic Mandarin, wiped the sweat on his face with the back of his hand stained with chalk ash, turned around and propped his hand on the table, looked at the sleepy students below, a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes could not hide a little worry, licked his dry lips and said: "Three minutes, you lie on the table and rest for three minutes, remember that it is rest and not sleep!" ”

Watching the students take it off one after another, only the girls sitting by the window in the last row of the first large group did not lie on their stomachs, and the books standing on the table blocked half of her face, and faint smoke came out of her head.

The male teacher's half-squinted eyes widened instantly, and he walked over quickly with small steps, stretched out his hand, and took the book blocking her face in his hand, and the girl with a popsicle in her mouth was exposed to his gaze, she didn't notice his existence at all, her eyes were slightly lowered, her long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, her attention was all on the mobile phone on the table, and her slender fingers slid quickly on the screen.

"Su Tingge!" The male teacher patiently called her name, smiled without smiling, and knocked on the table with two finger joints, "What game to play, is it fun, I recommend it to the teacher to play." ”

Su Tingge heard someone call her name, raised her head casually, and saw Lao Xie, the head teacher who was not good, raised her eyebrows, and grinned: "Old class, if I tell you what the game is, won't you accept your mobile phone?" ”

"Close!"

With Lao Xie's roar and the sighs of his classmates, Su Tiange didn't frown, obediently handed over the mobile phone, spit out the popsicle in his mouth, and flipped through the book with his well-defined fingers, until he turned the book to the correct page, and Lao Xie, who was staring at her, walked back to the podium, patted the table and continued to talk about the previous content.

"Hey, old Xie, why didn't you remind me?" Su Tingge sat upright on the surface, holding the pen and writing hard in the notebook, but in fact, he didn't listen to a word, and kicked the stool leg of the boy in front of him with his right foot under the table, and there was a little dissatisfaction in his low voice.

The boy didn't answer her out loud, and threw her a small paper ball crumpled into a lump, Su Tingge pursed his lips, picked it up and unfolded it slowly: Boss, I want to remind you too, but the old man is walking too fast, I was sleepy at that time, and when I want to remind you, it's too late!!

The words on the crumpled paper are scribbled very distinctively, and ordinary people are absolutely dumbfounded at first glance, but Su Tingge is different, she has an unusual ability to recognize, glanced at it a few times, crumpled the paper ball again, and with a slight force on her fingers, the small paper ball was like a cannonball fired by a cannonball, and it fell on the top of Yun Ci's head without any mistake, and it fell to the ground with a flick.

Yun Ci was the little brother she accepted the day after she came to school, and when he was blackmailed by the gangsters outside the school, she passed by and recognized him as the one sitting in front of her, so she taught the gangsters who bullied the soft and feared the hard.

Then, this guy gratefully asked her to accept him as a little brother, she was actually unwilling, but he said that he was willing to help her with her homework every day, and she just... was completely tempted, and in a daze, he accepted him as his little brother.

However, her little brother's handwriting is too sloppy! No one could recognize his unique handwriting except for her, let alone a teacher who liked the neat handwriting of his students.

In the end, she had to take the homework that he had scribbled by herself, but the answers were 100% correct, and the easier task given to him was to help her watch the teacher.

However, with the confiscated phones this time, six phones have already been confiscated this semester! The reasons given to her by Yun Ci are always varied, and the reason is very crooked and she can't argue.

"Bell bell bell..."The bell rings pleasantly after class.

Su Qingge, who yawned constantly, rubbed his eyes, propped one hand on the table and slowly got up, and the other reached for the crutches against the wall.

Although the school pants are ugly, they still have advantages, she has a plaster cast on her right leg, and she is still wearing a loose dress, and her pants are dangling when she walks.

"Boss, are you going to the bathroom? I'll help you. Yun Ci walked up to her and lifted the eyes on the bridge of his nose, his white face showing a flattering meaning.

Su Tingge smiled, raised his hand to knock off his outstretched hand, gritted his teeth and straightened his waist, endured the severe pain in his legs, and limped to the door with a cane.

"Yun Ci! You send her to the toilet as a man, aren't you afraid of being treated as a pervert by others? ”

As soon as I arrived and walked to the door, there were snarky voices from behind me, the voices of some girls laughing, and Yun Ci's very impatient voice.

"It's your business, I'm helping my boss walk, and I'm not going to go in together!"

The corners of Su Tingge's mouth rose slightly, his eyes were disapprovingly indifferent, he slowly turned around, sat back in his seat with a "swagger", looked at the girl lightly and coldly, took out a deck of cards on the desk and put it on the table, and raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips at Yun Ci: "After physical education class, don't play poker." ”

"Hit!" Yun Ciyi patted his chest unhesitatingly, pushed the arm of Zhang Feng, who was writing homework, and asked, "Brother Feng, are you together?" ”

"Hmm." Zhang Feng, who was introverted, nodded, the tip of the pen cut through the scratch paper on the table, turned his head, took a snow-white scratch paper on the cloud table, and then wrote and drew on it.

Su Tingge tilted her head to ignore the embarrassed girl, pursed the corners of her lips and didn't speak, the two looked at each other for a while, and the girl took the lead in looking away and left with low air pressure.

Tsk, little trick!

For a long time after the start of the first year of high school, Su Qingge and Luo Qingqing have never gotten along harmoniously. Didn't she just not participate in military training, her skin was naturally much whiter than everyone else, and it was so normal that she couldn't be more normal when she was confessed by boys and seniors at the same level.

However, Su Tingge knew that those who confessed to her didn't even know what her character was, and they were purely greedy for her good beauty, so she chose to refuse mercilessly.

The matter came out here, a senior that Luo Qingqing had liked for a long time also confessed to her and was rejected by her, and later, Luo Qingqing targeted her from time to time, sarcastically mocking her.

The word soft persimmon will never fall on her head, and whenever Luo Qingqing wants to play tricks on her, she will always return it as if she was playing Tai Chi.

Heh, Su Qingge shrugged her shoulders, took out her mobile phone from her pocket disappreciatively, and when she saw the message that Uncle De sent her, she frowned, her fingers slid slightly, and the message was deleted in the blink of an eye.

The confiscated mobile phones were all the latest type, she passed the time by playing games in class, and this old mobile phone was a birthday gift from her mother, and it must not be accepted by Lao Xie.