Chapter 39 Self-inflicted iniquity, do not live

Ye Xiaojun went back to the room, looking at the lion head, Buddha beads and gold cards on the table, and her head hurt.

Something that should have been happy made her feel uneasy.

Just like most people pick up money for no reason, if you pick up 5 yuan, you may be very happy, and if you pick up 50 yuan, you will be refreshed, but you always pick up 5 million, or even 50 million?

You can't help but wonder how much good things can happen in this world?

I wonder if this is a trap from the sky, and I will fall into it if I am not careful.

Uneasy, or panicked?

She didn't know that this Yun Platinum Card required a password, and Shen Yan never told her the password.

Ye Xiaojun's scalp was numb and faintly uneasy.

Shen Hao suddenly changed sex and gave her Buddha beads, and Shen Yan turned her head and gave her walnuts and gold cards.

Walnuts need to be nourished by Buddha beads, what is the connection between them?

Until Shen Yunfan came to urge her to go to school, she didn't figure it out, put the walnuts into the sandalwood box, and received them in the drawer with the gold card.

The word cunning rabbit three holes suddenly came to mind.

With a sudden flicker, he subconsciously took out the gold card again and hid it in the gap of a drawer below.

Only then did he follow Shen Yunfan to school.

After entering the class, Chu Sixuan hurried over and squeezed his eyebrows at Ye Xiaojun.

"You...... Hurt your eyes? ”

Chu Sixuan was stunned: "What is the eye harm?" ”

The corners of Ye Xiaojun's mouth tugged lightly: "Conjunctivitis, commonly known as pink eye." ”

Chu Sixuan's big red eyes turned even redder, and he puffed out his cheeks angrily, gritting his teeth: "I was crying." ”

Ye Xiaojun: "??? ”

"It's not Chu Fan's ugly bastard, there is no distinction between public and private, kindness will be revenged, no heart and no lungs, obviously I have made progress this time, my father was going to praise me, but he turned against my father in two sentences, scolding me for not learning and not being skilled. If I hadn't cried in time, Dad would have had to hit me. ”

"Where the hell have I offended him, this villain!" Chu Sixuan picked up the pencil and poked it the table, just as if the table was Chu Fan, and then poked him to death.

Ye Xiaojun sweated, and couldn't help but remind her: "Friendly reminder, didn't you post that ...... last time?"

Uh, Chu Sixuan was dumbfounded.

Yes, last time he only promised not to tell her father, but he didn't say that he would not take revenge in the future......

Just her cousin's small-bellied man, whose heart is smaller than a sesame seed, doesn't take revenge? Joke!

"Sure enough, he can live if he does iniquity, but I can't live if I do evil!" Chu Sixuan slammed his head on the table and looked up to the sky and sighed.

Ye Xiao pursed her lips and snickered, but she glanced in the direction of Sprite.

In fact, she knew what Chu Sixuan wanted to say first, but Sophie didn't come to class.

None of this has anything to do with her, as long as they don't mess with her, she doesn't bother to care.

The time to study is always very long, but for Ye Xiaojun, time is stolen, and she cherishes every breath of air.

Shen Mengjun was not a high-profile person in the past, and few people really paid attention to the sudden love of learning, at most she muttered twice.

As for Chu Sixuan, she is the master who sleeps in class and reads novels after class, and the test score or anything has no effect on her at all.

"Xiaojun!" Chu Sixuan rested his chin on the table and lay down on the corpse, and suddenly sat up, just like a corpse.

"Chu Sixuan!"

The embarrassed old class had a black face and threw the textbook on the podium: "Chu Sixuan, what do you want to do?" ”

Chu Sixuan was excited and looked at the old class.

Well, I slept too happily and fell asleep too deeply, forgetting that I was in class.

"I, I don't want to do anything, I'm listening carefully, really-" Chu Sixuan wanted to die, his voice became smaller and smaller, and the more he talked, the more weak he became.

This is an embarrassing old class.

The embarrassed old class sneered: "Then what are the characteristics of Zou Ji's satirical art?" I just said that. ”

Art?

Chu Sixuan smiled awkwardly, pondered for two seconds, and stood up stubbornly: "Abolish feudal art and conform to reform and opening up, this is the mainstream of the times, we should study the characteristics of reform and opening up, not entangle ......"

The whole class is quiet!

As a tablemate, Ye Xiaojun just wants to cover her face, she is still too young to have hope for this guy's contemplation.