The class flower of the third and fourth classes of high school

"Zhou Li, it's rare to have such a coincidence, why don't we go to dinner together?" Huang Xiaojun put his hands in his pockets and said with a hippie smile, the pair of mouse feces eyes were looking at the plump breasts of the girl named Zhou Li in front of him, which was very obscene.

Like Huang Xiaojun, Zhou Li is also a student in the third and fourth classes of high school, and she is the best student in the class, and she is also among the best in the entire third year of high school.

Due to her poor family background, Zhou Li generally wears school uniforms in school, but even so, she can't hide her natural beauty and plump and hot figure, because of this, Huang Xiaojun is dead skin to her, chasing after her, but although this little girl was born poor, she is an out-and-out iron lady, and she is very arrogant. In her eyes, a gentleman like Huang Xiaojun is really like a piece of garbage, and she has never looked at him directly.

When class was just over, Huang Xiaojun saw that Zhou Li was only one person going to the big canteen to eat, so he called the two younger brothers and quietly followed, and there was the current scene.

"Huang Xiaojun, you get out of the way for me." Zhou Li looked very annoyed.

"Hey, hey!" Huang Xiaojun smiled shamelessly: "Hao Lili, if you promise to go to dinner with me, I will let me." ”

"If you want to eat, you won't eat it yourself, I don't have time to pay attention to you! Get out of the way......" said Zhou Li was about to bypass her, but Huang Xiaojun immediately divided his hands and stopped her.

"Zhou Li, don't you be so faceless?" Huang Xiaojun's face was already a little ugly.

The little man with yellow hair next to Huang Xiaojun couldn't look at it, and said with a hideous face: "Zhou Li, you and him. Mom, don't be embarrassed, let me tell you, my boss looks up to you, that's the blessing you have cultivated for eight lifetimes. Don't pretend to be like 250 and think you're tall. ”

"Grass! Huang Mao, you shut up Lao Tzu! Zhou Li can't teach you a lesson!" Huang Xiaojun glared at the little yellow-haired man, and the latter said, 'Yes, boss, I know that I am wrong' and lowered his head.

"Huang Xiaojun, you don't behave in front of me anymore, I don't know what kind of person you are? Are you going to get out of the way? Zhou Li said mercilessly.

With a sneer, Huang Xiaojun finally couldn't hold back his face: "Zhou Li, I've already talked about this, I used to be polite to you, but if you don't give me this face today, I'm afraid I won't be able to get off the stage, and I won't be polite to you in the future." Hmph, think of your brother who sells clothes at a stall outside the school. ”

Zhou Li's face changed, and her whole body trembled slightly.

His brother's name is Zhou Jingpeng, he used to be a soldier, but then he didn't know what the reason was, his right leg was injured, and he could only walk with crutches from then on, and then his sister finished junior high school, because of the poverty of the family, so his parents were against letting Zhou Li continue to study, meaning that Zhou Li wanted to go out of Lu to work, but Zhou Jingpeng strongly opposed this, and was angry, saying that all the expenses for his sister's study were paid by him alone, and his parents saw that their son was physically disabled, and they could be so ambitious, so they were ashamed and went to borrow money everywhere, finally made up the tuition for the first semester for Zhou Li.

But what's the use of just one semester's tuition? Later, in desperation, Zhou Jingpeng called the army, borrowed 10,000 yuan from a comrade-in-arms, and then hid from his sister and set up a stall in a small market not far from Tenglong University to sell some low-grade clothes.