Chapter 19: The Little Princess Who Picks Up Trash

Jiang Jiang didn't speak, but the expression on his face was still a little unpleasant.

"It's true." Jiang Yunzhou explained seriously.

Jiang Jiang ignored it.

He simply turned sideways, "You go, you go." ”

I'm really scared of her.

Jiang Jiang said to go, that is really gone.

Run as fast as you can.

After a while, the people were gone.

Jiang Yunzhou thought it was funny, how scary was his appearance?

Look at yourself and run outside.

City No. 3 Middle School.

When students walked into the school, few wore school uniforms.

In the first class of the third year of high school, the whole class from top to bottom revealed a loose meaning.

It's as if the college entrance examination is not a big deal for them.

Leisurely and leisurely discussing what to eat after school for a while.

Otherwise, which arcade to play the game in?

A few girls buried their heads in brushing up the test papers, and the movements on their hands were fast, and they didn't look at the questions at all, and chose C directly for the multiple-choice questions.

It's just a matter of coping with the odds.

Jiang Jiang didn't come for a day, and there were a few test papers on the table, but there were a lot of plastic bottles in the drawers.

Jiang Jiang unscrewed the caps of those plastic bottles with some quick writ, and stepped on them flat.

One by one, they were thrown into the nylon bag, and the movements were swift and in one go.

In just three minutes, the pile of plastic bottles inside the table was sorted out.

A whole big bag, it should be able to sell a little more.

Satisfied, he pulled out the stool and sat down.

"Yo, our little princess picking up garbage is back, I didn't come this day, I thought you were going to drop out of school."

The boy in the front seat grinned and turned his head, his hair dyed red, and his ears were studed.

The whole hip-hop style outfit, with headphones hanging around his neck and playing music.

"No, I'm just busy with something."

Jiang Jiang responded casually and began to write the test paper on the table.

"What else do you want to write about, what if you know this topic?" The other party's tone was frivolous, and he squeezed his eyebrows by the way.

Jiang Jiang: "Not very good. ”

Although he said it like this, the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

The other party called out: "Hey, could it be that you picked up garbage for a day yesterday and broke your head?" It's not good to say, I'm still writing the test papers, Jiang Jiang listens to me, or don't write it, it's not much use to write it. ”

Jiang Jiang's background is not very good, and at the beginning, he often did things like picking up garbage and picking up plastic bottles in order to save money.

At first, the class deliberately stuffed the finished plastic bottles into her drawer.

Everyone also followed suit.

Mockingly watching a good show.

But Jiang Jiang is also absolute, directly the bag is opened, trampled and thrown into the bag, and dragged to the scrap yard after school to sell for ten or twenty yuan.

It's just not at all.

If the parties do not cooperate, there is nothing they can do in the hearts of other people, even if they want to turn the sky upside down.

However, Jiang Jiang is so unsociable.

Everyone is playing, and everyone doesn't take the college entrance examination as a thing.

But Jiang Jiang is really listening to the lecture seriously, taking notes and writing test papers seriously.

When a person is out of step with the surrounding environment, it is often easy to attract speculation and malice from others.

Jiang Jiang didn't seem to notice it, and still went his own way.

Do your own thing, and ignore the rest.