Si Mo watched as this bullish little guy rushed out of the classroom door, and by the time the teacher reacted and chased him out, he had already disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

The teacher who rushed out didn't catch the student, and he was angry and wanted to curse two sentences, but when he saw Si Mo, his heroic thick brows frowned:

"What class are you in? Why didn't you wear a school uniform?! ”

Fortunately, Si Mo is also an existence that can take the little golden man, and he suddenly said helplessly: "Hello teacher! In physical education class today, I accidentally fell and dirty my clothes, so I sent someone to take them home and dry clean them. ”

"You bunch of losers......" the teacher opened his mouth and said loser children, what is the dry cleaning of a broken school uniform? But in a blink of an eye, he thought of the material of their school uniform, and knew that he couldn't say more, so he glared at Simo fiercely:

"Then what are you doing in the elementary school?!"

"I'm coming for my sister...... Don't disturb the teacher's class, I'll go downstairs and wait for her! ”

In this kind of aristocratic school, there are many families where one or two children are sent from the family, and the English teacher heard Si Mo say this, and nodded suspiciously, even if he let her go.

After the other party disappeared at the corner of the stairs in an orderly manner, he let out a sulking breath and turned around to go back to class. It's not that he doesn't want to chase the rebellious kid, but there is still a group of students waiting for him in the classroom.

He chased him out now, that is, he missed a class time, and his salary will be deducted at that time.

After Si Mo left the English teacher's sight, she began to run all the way - she had to catch up with Zhong Bisheng, that kid didn't look small, he ran very fast, and his kung fu disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Even if Si Mo tried her best, she still lost Zhong Bisheng's figure downstairs, which made her frown fiercely, but she had to look back and forth in this huge school.

Just as she was about to count the time and walk out of the school gate with the other middle school students, a complaint suddenly sounded next to her: "Why am I here?" It must have been Zhong Bisheng's doing! ”

The little child's voice was full of complaints and sorrow, although he was categorically identified the murderer, but at this time he was still at a loss. Si Mo only saw a small black head coming out of the tall isolation plant.

The expression on his face was the same as the tone of his voice when he spoke, with a bit of horror and confusion, obviously not knowing how to end up in the trouble he had caused.

"Zhong Yu?"

Subconsciously, Si Mo called out another name. Sure enough, the little head looked at him, and a pair of good-looking eyes were full of starlight at this time.

"Who are you? How do you know me? ”

There was a bit of ignorance in the voice, it was the voice that a ten-year-old Xiao Zhengtian should make, there was no self-righteousness of Zhong Bisheng's little P child, but simple ignorance, although their height was about the same, but it gave people a different feeling.

This child is obviously more of a child's innocence, but Zhong Bisheng's eyes are more of a cold indifference, which makes people ignore his actual age at once and see him as a sixteen or seventeen child.

"I'm your friend! Have you forgotten again? ”

is still a line to coax Zhong Bisheng, but the effect of this line on Zhong Yu is obviously better, and sure enough, when he saw Zhong Yu, he was stunned, and then as if he thought of something, he actually bowed to Si Mo ninety degrees:

"Excuse me! I'm not a very good person! There will always be a point of forgetfulness in my memory, if you don't mind, can you tell us how we met? ”