Just preparing for the college entrance examination, the divorce counterattack system came

Chapter 243 Brother, you smell so good

After morning self-study, a group of people came and went.

"Jiang Nian, do you want to go buy some food?"

"Don't go."

"Fuck, both classes are English."

"Let's go, and come back after you finish eating." Jiang Nian stood up leisurely, with the calmness and composure of an old artist.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed Zhizhi lying on the table and glancing at him.

Jiang Nian raised an eyebrow, "What?"

"Nothing." Zhang Ningzhi looked at him with one eye and said in a muffled voice, "You guys skipped classes again. Qianbao should ask me about it."

"How can being ten minutes late be considered skipping class?" Jiang Nian shrugged his shoulders and said unconvincingly, "So I'm skipping, but can Qianbao beat me to death?"

Zhizhi: ".Then go ahead."

"Do you want something to drink? I'll bring it to you." Jiang Nian was a man with a conscience, "How about milk? It will help you grow taller."

"You're still using repetitive words, it's disgusting." Ma Guojun was speechless and pulled him out, "Hurry up, class will start soon."

Jiang Nian turned his head and glanced at Zhang Ningzhi, who nodded gently. Then he lay back on the table, and only his beautiful high ponytail could be seen under the pile of books.

The morning light fell through the large windows, and the dust emitted a pale golden light.

When Yang Qiming heard the noise coming from Jiang Nian, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

He was dying.

His face was full of weakness and desire for food.

I didn’t have a midnight snack last night and woke up hungry in the middle of the night.

Looking at the dark ceiling of the dormitory, he thought of the door lock downstairs at the fastest speed in the universe.

Finally, I searched on Baidu whether roommates can be eaten, and Baidu does not recommend eating roommates.

In the end, I was so hungry that I swallowed my roommate's melatonin in one gulp.

Strangely, I wasn’t hungry in the morning, so I hesitated for a moment.

Now he regretted it and just wanted to go to the cafeteria to have a bite. But just as he stood up, he heard Huang Cailang's faint voice.

"Brother Yang, are you going to have breakfast?"

Not the pigeons, you
"No, I'm just getting up and moving around." Yang Qiming had no words to express his pain, and the word "Yi" was in his heart. "What's wrong? Do you want to go have breakfast?"

Huang Cailang wanted to eat, and was a little hungry. But thinking about what he had said yesterday, and considering Yang Ge's tone, he probably didn't want to go either, so he could only endure it.

Team Three Ninja, the Will of Fire has a new successor.

"No, Brother Yang, I'm not hungry." Huang Cailang forced a silly smile on his face.

I thought, forget it, just bear with it.

In the first English class, Qianbao glanced around the class as usual and found three empty seats in a row.

"Where are the three of them?"

Hearing this, half of the class turned to look at Jiang Nian's row.

The Fruity Robo trio went to the cafeteria.

Zhang Ningzhi lowered her head, not daring to look at Qianbao, as if she were a left-behind child.

Someone answered.

"Teacher, they went to the toilet."

Upon hearing this, Qianbao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Why does the toilet require a meal card?"

The whole class burst into laughter, and those who were originally drowsy woke up.

Ten minutes later, the Fruity Robo trio finally arrived. They stood at the door and reported, and the three of them stood together, blocking the classroom door tightly.

Qianbao glanced at it and asked slowly.

"Where did you go?"

"Teacher, I just went to the toilet." Li Hua suddenly had an idea and pointed to the side. "I don't know these two people. I met them on the road."

Ma Guojun said nothing and threw a blue meal card on the ground.

"Li Hua, you dropped your meal card."

Li Hua lowered his head subconsciously.

where?

When Li Hua looked up and saw Qianbao looking at him, he was suddenly embarrassed.

What a shameless, filthy thing!

Jiang Nian was calm and took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Li Hua.

"Wipe the oil off your mouth."

Qianbao couldn't bear it anymore and rubbed her temples.

"Li Hua, go to the back and stand to listen to the class."

Then he looked at Ma Guojun and asked.

"What about you?"

Ma Guojun said honestly, "Jiang Nian said he would treat us."

Xibao nodded, "Well, you are quite honest. Go back to your seat."

Li Hua, who was standing at the back of the classroom, felt like the sky was falling. He watched the fat baby return to his seat in confusion.

"Why?"

But it is also true that although Ma Guojun always swears, he is honest and rarely cheats like Jiang Nian.

Forget it, this is the back row blackboard where so many powerful people gather.

Having Jiang Laogou standing with me as punishment is one of the greatest pleasures in life.

My name is Okamoto. What can I do for you?
If Li Hua had not been born, English would have been in darkness forever!

He was just daydreaming when he looked up and suddenly saw Jiang Nian took out a box of throat lozenges from behind him. He calmly placed it on the podium and said shamelessly.

"I bought the throat lozenges the teacher asked for."

Qianbao glanced at him and thought to herself that this kid knew how to pay tribute. Then she remembered that he only had 140 English sentences, so she waved her hand and let him go.

Back row, edge of blackboard.

Li Hua: Sadness, forgetting love.

After two classes, the bell for exercise rang.

Sun Zhicheng still wore a hoodie, and his temperament looked dark and decadent. He lay on his seat, like a lonely mouse returning to the throne in the sewer. "Fuck you, Ah Cheng." Lin Dong patted Sun Zhicheng's hat, "Let's go downstairs and do exercises."

Although he was attacked by the psychological counselor last night, his mentality is still very good. In general, the savings from the wool-pulling are still playing a role.

That money was enough for him to live without food and drink for the rest of his life.

"Let's go." Sun Zhicheng stood up.

"No, Ah Cheng, why are you running in a sweatshirt?" Lin Dong was surprised and reminded, "It's still sunny outside, you'll be so hot later."

"It doesn't matter. People like me are used to the coldness of the sewer." Sun Zhicheng stood up, wearing a hood on his head, like a gray impact drill.

Lin Dong nodded, "Let's go, the Sports Committee will call the roll later."

He was about to leave when he turned around and was startled.

"What the hell, cousin Qiming?"

Yang Qiming raised his head, looking weak.

"what happened?"

"Why do you look so bad?" Lin Dong asked curiously, "Are you sick?"

"I'm fine." Yang Qiming was speechless.

You can't just say you're hungry but can't go eat, that would be a loss for your stock. He also didn't want to involve Huang Cailang, lest others lower his opinion of Cailang.

I will bear this pain alone!
"Then why did you run exercises? Did you ask for leave?"

"Please."

Hearing this, Lin Dong was slightly surprised.

"When I went to ask for leave, that bastard Liu Yang refused to let me. How did you ask for it? He actually agreed."

Yang Qiming lay on the table with a weak look on his face, muttering.

"I say, brother, you smell so good."

"Fuck." Lin Dong slipped away.

Jiang Nian stood up, took off his sweatshirt, looked left and right but found no place to put it.

Turning around, he saw the bag containing Zhang Ningzhi's school uniform and smiled.

Great place! Tucked in.

While Zhang Ningzhi and Yao Beibei were walking downstairs hand in hand, he quickly folded the sweatshirt.

Then she carefully and smoothly put it into the bag hanging beside her chair, whistled happily, and walked out of the classroom.

On the sports field, most people who had just finished running were sweating a little.

Wu Jun Gu had very fair skin, and he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a piece of paper in the warm sun. He turned to look at Zeng You behind him, and saw that his face was even paler, and his eyelids twitched.

"when did you sleep lastnight?"

Zeng You raised an eyebrow, "Six o'clock."

"You're cultivating immortality." Wu Jungu stood in the hot running team and felt ashamed. "Take it easy. I heard that staying up late can lead to sudden death."

Zeng You heard this and thought for a moment.

"So I didn't stay up late, I just pulled an all-nighter, and I didn't get sick."

Wu Jun Gu: ".Talent."

He paused for a moment, but couldn't help but persuade again.

"I read in a magazine that scientific data shows that sudden death is happening at younger and younger ages. You'd better be careful. It's better to be safe than sorry."

Zeng You nodded and said, "Don't read such scary books next time."

Wu Jungu was speechless and turned his head to look aside. But he found Yu Zhiyi chatting with Lin Dong and the others, and his mood suddenly became worse.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look in another direction, and saw Jiang Nian talking to Ma Guojun and others, waiting to be dismissed.

After a sharp whistle, everyone dispersed and walked towards the teaching building.

Zhang Ningzhi was still walking with Yao Beibei. She looked up at someone walking in the crowd under the early winter sun. He looked clean and upright inside and out.

Like a young poplar in spring.

The cold wind whimpered and blew across the basketball court, and Zhang Ningzhi shrank his neck.

After returning to the classroom, she suddenly found that there was an extra piece of clothing in the bag.

Zhang Ningzhi suddenly remembered that Jiang Nian had asked if he could put the clothes there before, and she agreed. But he didn't do it often, and occasionally he would throw the clothes on the table or on the stool.

I only put it in the bag when the temperature is a bit high and I am sure I will not wear it after taking it off.

She heard footsteps in the aisle behind her, and when she turned around, it was indeed Jiang Nian.

So he moved closer to his seat and asked curiously as he sat down.

"are not you cold?"

"I'm not cold, are you cold?" Jiang Nian hesitated for a moment and pointed to the bag hanging next to the chair. "There are clothes there. You can use them to cover your legs."

"No need, I'm not cold either." Zhang Ningzhi smiled.

November is in the early winter, and the southern part of the town is hilly, so the temperature fluctuates. It was very hot when I went out for exercise, but when I returned to the classroom, I felt cool.

If you sweat, you will easily catch a cold when the wind blows.

Jiang Nian nodded, sat down and started looking through the books in the drawer, asking without raising his head.

"What's the next class?"

Zhang Ningzhi vaguely remembered that they should be those two courses, but she still took a look at the class schedule clipped on the bookend.

"Mathematical biology."

The lunch class passed by in a flash and it was almost time to go home.

Yang Qiming patted his cheeks in his seat and drank water continuously.

I want them even if I'm starving.

He glanced at his watch and saw that there were still eleven minutes until the end of get out of class. He calculated silently in his mind that the biology teacher would not delay the class, so there were still 634 seconds until the end of get out of class.

God damn, the countdown is six hundred.
Forget it, just hold your breath for sixty seconds, it will be over soon.

Yang Qiming began to hold his breath silently. His face started to turn red at 30 seconds. He started scratching his ears and cheeks at 40 seconds. At 50 seconds, his legs were shaking wildly.

Zhou Yuting was feeling annoyed, thinking about the trumpet issue. Suddenly, she felt the table shaking, and she looked at her deskmate who looked like a big monkey.

Yang Qiming's eyes opened wide, his face flushed red, and he shook his head.

Huang Cailang was picking his mouth in a daze.

she:"."

Damn, can you please pick a good day to leave?
Please, I beg you.

(End of this chapter)