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

Chapter 295 Who told you to rub wood together to make fire in the classroom?
Jiang Nian felt like he had eaten mushrooms, and a row of little people ran past him.

Are you already in a relationship?

not at all.

But the squad leader's tone was very misleading. Fortunately, I had a clear conscience and everything was innocent between us. But what if I had a guilty conscience?
Or just call monitor baby next time.

So how should she deal with it?

After all, Li Qingrong used the three words "all is fine" as a response, which meant that she had the right to call her name at least once in private.

Speechless, typical Guo Nan thinking.

It's just a matter of name, is there any need to make a fuss about it?

Jiang Nian thinks that there is.

In fact, he could sense that both of them cared about the way they addressed each other. This involved a question of the scale of the relationship, which was roughly equivalent to a question of conscience.

Is it... just a passerby, or more than a friend?

Now it seems that we are at least a little above the realm of good friends.

As for how much more, Jiang Nian was not sure. But it was a good thing anyway, because I would not be a good friend of my good friends.

That's really boring.

Of course, Jiang Nian definitely didn't have such a dark history. He wasn't broken, but he had a good friend who encountered a friendship embarrassment in the first year of high school.

After that, he turned to playing with people who were more popular.

Night self-study.

Jiang Nian glanced at the first row of the classroom from time to time, but still couldn't understand why the class monitor suddenly pulled him in the afternoon. Maybe it was because of embarrassment?

After he calmed down, he thought about it and was only sure of one thing.

The level of my friendship with the class monitor may be on par with Cai Xiaoqing and others.

No. At least she is taller than Nie Qiqi, she is mentally retarded. But this result needs to be verified, I will try again when I have the chance.

He just came to his senses and looked up to see several test papers like snowflakes being passed down from the front row. His face suddenly changed.

"Didn't we hand out the test papers yesterday?"

Li Hua smiled and said, "Didn't you have dinner yesterday?"

"Can that be the same?"

"Because of the coming-of-age ceremony the day after tomorrow, the test papers for this week have been distributed in advance." Huang Fang turned around and explained patiently and seriously.

"Oh, I see." Jiang Nian nodded.

In other words, Fangfang has to be reliable.

What is Li Hua deoxyribose?
Jiang Nian sighed secretly, thinking that he had spent the past two days studying for the test. What kind of special training is this? How could he have time to do private work?

There is a tough guy in the class who doesn't follow the teacher's pace and teaches completely on his own.

However, considering the average grades, it would be difficult to improve them.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nian couldn't help but hesitate. Would it be too high to raise the score by 20 points and violently break through the 610-point floor?

Let’s aim for 601 points.

Huh? How come 601 points is not above 600 points?
At best, I just need to perform normally and then improve ten points. There is still a week and a half left, so I can plan it out.

Zhang Ningzhi felt a little sleepy, but tried hard not to fall asleep.

She said in the morning that she would not talk to Jiang Nian, so she really did not talk to Jiang Nian from noon to afternoon. She was sulking the whole time and did not sleep well at noon.

I was a little sleepy in the afternoon, but I refused to sleep because I was angry.

During the day, she had to attend classes and write exams, so time passed quickly and she didn't feel tired. As soon as she started the evening self-study class, Zhang Ningzhi felt something was wrong.

My eyelids feel heavy and I feel so sleepy.

I really want to sleep.

But now I am still taking evening self-study classes.
“Fishing here?”

A familiar voice sounded, startling her.

Zhang Ningzhi suddenly came to her senses, turned around and saw that the person who was speaking was Jiang Nian. She turned her head away quickly again, her voice muffled.

“You’re fishing.”

"If you're sleepy, take a nap. Don't force yourself to stay awake." Jiang Nian found it a little funny. "I've just been watching you for two minutes, and you're nodding like you're fishing."

"I'm not sleepy." Zhang Ningzhi said stubbornly.

Jiang Nian looked around and found that no one in the class could see this corner. So he wrote a small note, rolled it up and put it on Zhang Ningzhi's desk.

Zhang Ningzhi's expression changed, and she pursed her lips and pulled the note over.

When I opened it, I saw only three words.

Angry branches.

Zhang Ningzhi's cheeks puffed up instantly and he became even angrier.

She was no longer angry, she just sulked occasionally, not ignoring him. On the contrary, Jiang Nian was even more strange in the afternoon, and seemed absent-minded.

"No."

"Okay, but do you want to sleep for a while?" Jiang Nian asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi hesitated.

To be honest, she was really sleepy now, and she was somewhat tempted by Jiang Nian's proposal. But she was timid, a little worried about being caught, and couldn't sleep well.

"What should I do if the teacher comes?"

Jiang Nian lowered his voice and said, "I'm here for you to watch."

He didn't know why Zhang Ningzhi was in a bad mood. Maybe it had nothing to do with him. Or maybe her period came. Anyway, he had to comfort her first.

After all, it's just a branch.

Zhang Ningzhi was indeed a little overwhelmed. She glanced around, turned her head quietly and whispered.

"Oh, then remember to call me."

"Row."

After a while of rustling, Zhang Ningzhi gently lay down on the table and prepared to sleep. She turned her head towards Jiang Nian and saw that he was still writing the questions before she closed her eyes.

My eyelids feel heavy, as if they were filled with lead.

After a while, Li Hua, who was sitting outside, stopped what he was doing. He turned to look at Jiang Nian and Zhang Ningzhi, who was sleeping soundly beside him.

"Did you have a conflict today?"

Jiang Nian was confused, "Why did my son say that?" "Akashi Akashi!! How dare you take advantage of me!" After Li Huahong warmed up, he regained his senses, "Is there no contradiction? I see you haven't spoken to each other for a whole day."

"I'm busy, just say I'll send it." Jiang Nian glossed over it.

It was just that the speaker was unintentional but the listener took it seriously. He was indeed a little bit crazy today. But he soon forgave himself, blaming the monitor for being too good-looking.

The squad leader is worth a hundred Zhou Yutings. Anyone who comes will be insane for a while.

I dare not think about the monitor asking me if I want to have a relationship, I would hesitate for a few seconds.

As a normal little Chu Nan, it is normal for him to have some crazy thoughts in his heart. Only a eunuch can remain calm.

"Tsk." Li Hua was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to drill wood to make fire.

Uh-huh?
Jiang Nian suddenly turned his head to look at Li Hua's desk and almost thought he was dazzled.

"Your mother, what are you doing?"

Li Hua was holding something that looked like a cross. A closer look revealed that it was two disposable chopsticks with a white line wrapped around the middle, and both a pull rod and a drill rod were there.

Damn, a fire-making tool!
"Can't you see? It's like drilling wood to make fire." Li Hua was quite disdainful and took out a handful of cotton from his cotton-padded jacket pocket. "You are surprised by what you have never seen before, you country bumpkin."

"Ah?" Jiang Nian was stunned.

He thought about it and quickly joined the group watching Li Hua making fire by drilling wood. Ma Guojun at the other end of the aisle had already stopped writing, and Wu Jungu in the front row also looked back from time to time.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, the lever began to turn.

"Can it be lit?" Ma Guojun asked.

"It's hard to say." Jiang Nian shook his head.

Li Hua pulled the rod with full concentration, and the sharpened disposable chopsticks spun rapidly.

"Don't doubt, believe first, you will win."

The three of them stared for a few minutes, but didn't see any cigarettes. They all choked and turned their heads away, continuing to do what they were doing.

"Hua, you are good-looking but useless."

"Don't worry about him, he's just trash."

"Ugh."

Li Hua's face almost turned red as he listened to the ridicule from the people around him. He thought to himself, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. What a bunch of people who look down on others."

I have to get out of the fire and kill their arrogance.

Thinking of this, he clenched his teeth and quickened the movement of his Qilin Arm.

Outside the corridor, Lao Liu took some time out from Class 2 to get some fresh air.

He played with his phone for a while and saw the arrangements for the coming-of-age ceremony in the work group. He listened carefully for a while and nodded when he saw that there was no sound from the next class.

Those bastards are at least disciplined.

Actually it is not.

Old Liu did the opposite. An ordinary head teacher should have smiled with relief at such a time. But he was an old teacher and knew that students were cunning.

It's too quiet, which proves that someone is doing something.

He went down the stairs to the third floor from the other side, and after a long detour, he appeared at the back door of the classroom. At the request of the grade group leader, the back door of each class was not allowed to be closed.

Old Liu pushed gently, and a gap appeared at the back door.

He looked carefully and saw Zhang Ningzhi sleeping on the table. He frowned and thought to himself, this is only the first evening self-study class, how come she fell asleep?

Just as Lao Liu was about to ask someone to wake her up, he suddenly met Jiang Nian's eyes.

Never mind, she’s probably tired from studying.

Lao Liu usually advocates the theory of grades and is always tolerant of good students. Of course, there are no students with poor grades in this class, but the treatment is different.

He continued to push the door open and walked in quietly.

Suddenly, a burnt smell came to my nose.

"Haha! I did it! I did it!" Li Hua stood up from the seat in the last row and said excitedly, "Heizi, speak up!"

"Jiang Nian, why the hell don't you say anything?"

Li Hua turned his head and stared at Old Liu, who was standing like a statue at the back door. As he turned sideways, he revealed the tools on the table that were emitting black smoke.

Even though Lao Liu has rich teaching experience, having taught several classes of senior high school students.

At this moment, it was inevitable that I was stunned where I was.

"Li Hua! What are you doing?" Old Liu couldn't hold it in anymore and slapped him on the back. "Who told you to make fire by rubbing two sticks together in the classroom?"

"What are you standing there for? Put out the fire!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi was instantly awakened, and was shocked to find out that it was the head teacher.

Everyone in the class also turned their heads and looked back.

It's nothing, it's just too explosive.

What is the niche word for "drilling wood to make fire" in class?
The class burst into laughter instantly, and some boys who were closer stood up and watched.

"Fuck, that's awesome!"

"No, seriously, I said something was burning."

"Damn, it's a real tool!"

Amidst the buzz of conversation, Li Hua looked embarrassed and put out the smoking sparks with his fingers.

“Teacher, I’m just curious.”

"What are you curious about? Come to my office and tell me about it." Old Liu couldn't hold it in any longer and dragged him out. "Take your stuff and let's go."

Jiang Nian was gloating over the whole situation and added another sentence.

"Little inventor."

There was another burst of laughter around.

Jiang Nian turned around during the laughter, and his eyes somehow crossed the classroom and subconsciously looked in the direction of the podium.

Li Qingrong was also looking at him, her eyes like a handful of clear spring water.

They looked at each other for a moment, then looked away in an instant.

I’m not feeling well because of a cold. I slept from the afternoon to the evening. It was already nine o’clock when I woke up. I can only make up for it tomorrow morning.

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