Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Difficult Cram School
In the next class, Su Yangyang almost finished with his waist hunched. Many times I asked Wang Qi to go to the office to see if the deputy head teacher was not there, and wanted to ask for leave to go back to the dormitory, but the deputy head teacher was not there today, and there was no class for her. Su Yangyang felt that the head teacher was a man, and he was embarrassed to ask for leave.
"Su Yangyang, what do you want to eat, I'll bring it to you when I go out to eat." Finally, the afternoon class is over, as long as he survives tonight's cram school, Su Yangyang can go home. Wang Qi walked up to Su Yangyang, who was lying on the table, and patted her on the head.
"Finger bread, a bunch of tenderloin, lots and lots of salad dressing." Su Yangyang, who was lying on the table, was weak.
"I guess it's you, just playing on your phone in the classroom, waiting for me." Wang Qi handed the mobile phone he had just distributed to Su Yangyang.
Gradually, the students in the classroom dispersed, and Su Yangyang got up with difficulty and went to the printing shop to get the test papers. On the way, the group of five people slowly made a commotion, and Su Yangyang watched them chat. Chen Bin talked so much, and he actually complained in the group that he would have a monthly exam next week. Is that all a guy can talk about in front of the girl he likes?
"It's useless for you to complain to Liu Yi, he went abroad and didn't worry about the current monthly exam." Su Yangyang saw the news of Wang Qi that popped up, what did this little aunt think.
"Liu Yi, do you really want to go abroad?" Chen Bin had heard Lin Jia say it before, but he hadn't heard Liu Yi admit it himself.
"Well......" Liu Yi on the other side of the screen thought that sooner or later he would have to tell everyone, so why not hide it. It's just, Su Yangyang, what will you do? "Arranged by Mom and Dad."
"Maybe we'll be in company." Lin Jia almost returned in seconds.
Su Yangyang was silent, looked at the print shop, and put away his mobile phone. Walk back with a stack of rolls.
The classroom was empty, and Su Yangyang rested on the table. Until I vaguely smelled the smell of finger cakes, I opened my eyes and saw Wang Qi looking at her with a smile, holding a finger cake dangling in front of her nose.
"Thank you." Reaching out and grabbing the hand-grabbed cake, Su Yangyang was really hungry and tired.
"Have you read the group message? Liu Yi said that he really wanted to go abroad. This king is eight calves. Wang Qi sat in Chen Bin's seat and flipped through the group news.
"Well, it doesn't matter." Su Yangyang really hasn't heard Wang Qi scold for a long time.
"It really doesn't matter?" Although Su Yangyang had expressed his intentions many times before, Wang Qi still couldn't believe that Su Yangyang said to put it down.
"Hmm." To be honest, there is a loss, but everything is fine.
In the classroom, Su Yangyang was gobbling up, and the two of them were talking about each other.
"Let's go, let's go to class." Wiping his mouth, Su Yangyang looked at his watch and it was too late. I got up and hurriedly packed my things.
"Why don't you go, just ask the head teacher to sign a fake note next week." Wang Qi looked at Su Yangyang, whose face was bloodless, running towards the classroom.
"It's all going to class right away, what kind of leave do you have?" Su Yangyang ran in front with the roll, "You should run faster." ”
"Hey, there's still a few minutes, don't you have a stomachache when you run so fast?" , there are still 3 minutes to class, "Then I'll wait for you at the door of your classroom after school." ”
When Su Yangyang rushed into the classroom, the classmates were basically there, and Kong Yinxin, who was wearing a gray sweater, stood on the podium, looking sideways at Su Yangyang, who was panting at the door.
"What are you stunned about? Send it down. Kong Yinxin lowered his head and continued to flip through his lesson plan, ordering Su Yangyang without emotional fluctuations.
Because I was late, there were no seats in front of the classroom. Su Yangyang, who finished handing out the test papers, had to sit at the end.
In class, Su Yangyang's dull abdomen and sore waist made Su Yangyang have to choose to lie on the table all the time, with her chin against her wrist, and she didn't want to listen to the class, and began to look at the people in the classroom.