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When Wu Yunuo went to the toilet at night, fainted again, and got up again (the surprise of reporting on time for menstrual holidays), I saw my tired sister coming back.

Anyway, why don't you just send a machine? As for being so depressed? Isn't Fan Wenwen not coming back? Even if Fan Wenwen doesn't come back, won't there be Fu Jinghong and Wen Mingxia as companions? It's not like it's not going to be, it's like having Li Shuqi and Wei Xiaobai, as well as the previous Du Wei.

Not many friends, but, enough.

However, Wu Yunuo still climbed on the head of the bed silently, lying quietly next to his sister, watching his sister's trembling shoulders up and down, Wu Yunuo realized that today's sister is different from the past.

As her sister's sobbing became quieter and quieter, Wu Yunuo fell asleep unbelievably.

And Zheng Shaojun felt that the sister behind him was not moving, so he got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Today, on the way to send Fan Wenwen to the airport, the green light was all the way, and there was no traffic jam, and the two were in a good mood. Humming the tune, running all the way.

Speaking carefully, it's really a good itinerary.

Bingbing is one of Fan Wenwen's most trusted people, Zheng Shaojun should leave her private car and private Beijing bus to take care of.

At that time, Fan Wenwen slowly stroked the body of the Red Girl (Fan Wenwen's nickname for the red little off-road), and Jingba's head, and said shyly, "My Sailor Moon Comrade Shaojue, in the days when I am away, the Red Girl and the White Lady (Jingba's nickname) will please you, and you must treat it well for me." ”

At that time, Zheng Shaojun pursed his mouth, with a look of disgust, "Okay, okay, I don't know, I thought your body was goodbye." ”

Fan Wenwen glared at Zheng Shaojun and said with a wicked smile, "I hate it." And instructed, "I'm gone, remember not to think too much about me." ”

Seeing Fan Wenwen disappear from sight, Zheng Shaojun turned around and returned to the car, thinking about where to go, after all, he couldn't live up to Fan Wenwen's kindness in leaving the red girl to himself.

When he fastened his seat belt and was about to step on the accelerator, he saw a familiar figure passing in front of the car, and although he hadn't seen him for twelve years, Zheng Shaojun still recognized him at a glance.

It's Shi Jianan! He actually returned to China?! Count the time, and it's time!

Shi Jianan, who suffered a thousand cuts, this person she buried in her heart, never dared to mention it, and would even suffocate when she heard his name, came back.

This is God's destruction of her soul again!!

Just at a glance, Zheng Shaojun suddenly felt a hundred claws scratching his heart, and he couldn't extricate himself from being in the swamp.

Wake up, Zheng Shaojun, during his absence, life has been going on happily and frantically, and he has nothing to do with you anymore.

So, with a hard foot and a step on the accelerator, he drove away from the airport.

However, on the way, Zheng Shaojun still "squeaked...... She braked sharply and was forced to pull over to the side of the road, tears blurring her vision, falling down drop by drop, like beads with broken threads. She couldn't help but crawl on the steering wheel and cried bitterly.

Shi Jianan's magnified avatar instantly intertwined and flooded Zheng Shaojun's pupils.

Shi Jianan's former love words also sounded in his ears: It is not right to restrain and like you, restraint means to live up, sometimes, restraint is right, if it is someone else who is disappointed, not you.

Fan Wenwen often said: "Comrade Zheng Shaojun, look at it, the best candidate always appears in the finale." ”

This sentence must be a lie, because Shi Jianan appeared so early, and Zheng Shaojun felt that the world was not as good as him.

Zheng Shaojun, who was just halfway through the bath, didn't have the heart to continue washing, staggered out of the bathroom, plunged into the quilt, and fell asleep with his sister's snoring and the hungry gurgling sound of his stomach.

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The class schedule every Monday is quite tight, and the teachers of each subject always take turns, so Wu Yunuo, whose hands are a little red and swollen because of the weekend laundry, can't hold the pen properly.

The knowledge points of various subjects in the third year of high school are rolling like a feast, and Wu Yunuo is really a little unbearable.

In other words, it is obviously a course for the whole year of the third year of high school, but the teachers have to finish it in the shortest possible time, and then, it is bound to start preparing for the college entrance examination in the first half of the third year of high school.

Especially the Chinese teacher, who always assigns recitation tasks every day, it really hurts my brain just thinking about it, and it is more depleting of brain cells than seeing Luo Yiyi grinding and pestering Xiao Gengming.

Think about it, on the college entrance examination paper, there are questions about poetry and classical Chinese, which are only four lines, but the question type of eight points is to ask your fellow students to memorize day and night. It's simply the biggest pit since the college entrance examination.

Wu Yunuo, a self-caring figure, naturally does not obey the command of a Chinese teacher, and most of the students have the same idea as Wu Yunuo, so the Chinese teacher, who is not keen on maintaining both teachers and friends with students, lost the support of the people at the beginning of the third year of high school.

Looking at the poor and pitiful Chinese teacher every day, Wu Yunuo really wants to listen to her arrangement, especially the sentence, "In the college entrance examination, one point is one point of credit, don't underestimate poetry questions, this is not a brain, you only need to open the valve of memory, you can win points, such a question type is a typical question to send points, you must not lose points on this kind of question." ”

However, Wu Yunuo grew up, and she had a headache and sleepiness when she memorized, and in order not to be willing to fall by herself, she really had to give up the recitation section.

As a result, every time she took the exam, the question type of her Chinese test paper was blank.

Finally, after the mid-term exam, the first bitter conversation with the Chinese teacher was ushered in.

In that situation at that time, Wu Yunuo really wanted to repent well to thank the Chinese teacher for his expectations. After that, Wu Yunuo learned from the pain, and in order to prevent the Chinese teacher from summoning her again, she began a self-tortured recitation career that lasted for several days.

Today's Chinese textbooks, when you flip through them, are no longer brand-new, the smell of ink is mixed with a faint smell of vanilla, it is simply a rod of corn boils, rough and thick, and from time to time to cut fingers.

In the process of quickly turning the book and reciting, a page cut Wu Yunuo's index finger, which frightened her into fainting, and Wu Yunuo, who was quite troubled by this shadow, did not continue to immerse herself in the endless recitation of the sea of learning.

Sure enough, all the blood sickness factors in her body quickly condensed in a way, and when she wanted to make excuses for herself, they gushed out and found an excuse for her in time.

At that time, Wu Yunuo's performance was like seeing blood stains for the first time, smelling the familiar inherent smell on his body, everything was so kind.

The first time I tasted it, blood sickness is such a fortunate thing, "Teacher Duan, I should have an extremely serious shadow of blood sickness, and when I recite it, I look at the words one after another, like a ball of blood, for my own safety, I am afraid it is not suitable to take on this heavy responsibility again......"

When Chinese teacher Duan Feiqiao heard Wu Yunuo's statement, all the boiling water that he had drunk half of it squirted out of his mouth, accompanied by a cough, and he almost fainted for a while.

It's not blood that spurts out, otherwise, Wu Yunuo would have been able to show up and say the truth.