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

Chapter 46 Stranded
Ma Guojun was a little dumbfounded and adjusted his glasses, "Brother, could that person really be you?"

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about!" Jiang Nian said to him, "What that person is? He has nothing to do with me. I want to see my lawyer!"

"Brother Nian, are you so fierce?" Li Hua gave a thumbs up.

"I won't watch the NBA without you, brother." Ma Guojun also gave a thumbs up, "You should be more restrained when playing the game, I'm afraid you will kill LeBron with one elbow."

Yao Beibei passed by and joined in the commentary.

"Hey, that's not right. Fighting is one thing, but what's wrong with taking someone's shoes and throwing them in the toilet? I want to laugh when I think about them going home with only one shoe."

Zhang Ningzhi also nodded and spoke with a worried look on his face.

"It's better not to fight. It's easy to get hurt in a fight."

Jiang Nian looked at the dozen or so pairs of eyes around him and put on a decent smile. He would never admit to such a dark history.

"No, it really wasn't me. (Serious face)"

A group of people suddenly burst into laughter, attracting the attention of other students in the class. They looked at them curiously. Li Qingrong, the monitor of the first group, frowned slightly.

Ding ding ding, the bell for the third class rang and everyone dispersed.

Jiang Nian took out the biology book from the table as if nothing had happened, and breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself that it was a close call, as the "shoe-throwing guy" would almost accompany him throughout his senior year of high school.

In fact, it was not all his fault. It was the environment of No. 2 Middle School. The strong adapt to the environment, while the weak die stiffly. He also wanted to be a good person, but he was not given the opportunity.

There are a small number of junior high school students who are as arrogant as idiots, who love to bully others for no reason. It has nothing to do with playing basketball, but there was a conflict in the first place, so it was natural for them to fight.

There were three or four of them, so it was normal for them to get into a fight. Throwing them shoes was considered light, and not sending them back to their mother's womb was a sign of his kindness.

They are all a bunch of idiots, of course he himself is also an idiot, fighting with others for no reason. The third stage of fighting power is invincible, and he becomes obedient after his pocket money is deducted.

The past is too unbearable to recall, and it is buried in social death.

Code dead, thick code.

The biology teacher was a young girl in her twenties. She had a small bee loudspeaker tied around her waist during class. She had a sweet voice and a sweet name.

Zhong Qing.

A few minutes into the class, seven or eight boys stood in the back row of the classroom listening to the lecture.

Li Hua also went.

OK, OK, the physics teacher is a middle-aged man, you would rather die of sleep than stand at the back. In the third class, you are more energetic, running behind and hanging around to attract the attention of the biology teacher, right?

The seat next to Jiang Nian suddenly became vacant, and Ma Guojun stepped up to fill his position.

Facing the gossipy fat man, Jiang Nian was very frugal with his words.

"Lymphokines are proteins that are transported via exocytosis." Zhong Qing's voice echoed in the classroom, and the rain outside the window that had been falling all day finally stopped.

After school in the afternoon, the class was sparsely populated and Jay Chou's "Stranded" was playing on the campus radio.

"The sky hasn't cleared up for a long time, but your smile is still there. I cried but couldn't bury my guilt. The kite was stranded on a cloudy day, but my longing is still waiting for rescue."

Jiang Nian likes to listen to songs played on the school radio, because he usually reads books and does homework at school. If he hears a song that matches the radio, he feels like he has found a bargain.

It’s different at home. Time is meant for playing. Do you use it to listen to music?
Can't I listen to the music and play the game at the same time? But when I got too excited and was squatting on a stool and swearing at people, the music became a little blurry.

Zhang Ningzhi seemed to be much better in the afternoon, and went to the cafeteria to eat with Yao Beibei. She seemed unwilling to trouble Jiang Nian, so she left after school.

Jiang Nian slept on the table for half an hour before going to eat. When he came back, there was a box of fruit milk on the table. He was slightly stunned and looked at Zhang Ningzhi who was lying on the front seat doing the test. In the examination room, he gave Zhang Ningzhi a box of fruit milk, which was very easy to recognize.

You don't even need to put a little note with a smiley face on it, it's sincere at first glance.

Jiang Nian sat down, slowly unwrapped the straw and inserted it in. Ma Guojun just came into the classroom and wanted to go back to his seat, but suddenly saw Jiang Nian inserting the straw.

God-given ingredients, wild milk.

"Hey, give me some milk!"

Unfortunately, it was too late, Jiang Nian had already bitten the straw.

"what?"

Ma Guojun looked regretful and waved his hand, "Forget it."

Milk is completely different from iced black tea, Sprite and cola. Before it is drunk, it is high-quality nourishment, but after it is drunk, it is the lowest quality Ganges water.

Ma Guojun threw him a small bag of White Rabbit milk candy and asked casually.

“When did you buy the milk?”

Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi, who was sitting in the front seat, was almost nervous. Her heartbeat slightly accelerated, her face felt a little hot, and she gripped the gel pen with more force than usual.

After all, although not all the students in the class are here yet, most of them are here. Giving milk for no reason will easily arouse suspicion, and it would be too embarrassing to say it out loud.

"I didn't buy it. I got it from the jungle."

"Damn it, call me next time you play jungle." Ma Guojun returned to his seat.

Jiang Nian's words instantly sent Zhang Ningzhi's heart to the peak like a roller coaster, and then threw it to the bottom of the valley.

What jungler? The milk was clearly given by me!

Her mentality was also quite strange. She had hoped that Jiang Nian would not tell the truth the moment before. But when she really heard that he did not tell the truth, it was not the case anymore.

Ding ding ding, the twenty-minute evening reading began. Zhang Ningzhi took the opportunity to stand up and turned around to glare at Jiang Nian, who raised his mouth.

The evening self-study class was very good. Jiang Nian started to feel tired after the second period.

I want to play a game to relax.

Jiang Nian threw his pen on the thick math review book and leaned on the table in the back row. Looking at the dense mathematical symbols, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

The classroom was brightly lit and utterly silent, save for the sounds of people turning pages and doing homework.

His current grades are neither good nor bad, and he is in the middle of the class. There is little room for improvement, and there is also not much room for regression.

Only one-seventh of the students passed the entrance exam in their senior year, and the college entrance exam is more difficult. He estimated that next summer, he would be guaranteed a place in a key university, and it would depend on luck, but getting into a 211 university would be a good deal.

Just as I was daydreaming, I turned around and my eyes met those of squad leader Li Qingrong.

Eye contact is a high-level communication, and Jiang Nian did not want to communicate with the squad leader. So he took the initiative to shut up his microphone and looked away, only to instinctively search for the second time.

I subconsciously glanced at him again. Huh? Why is he still looking at me?

Wow, not doing homework during self-study is against the law, right?
After two seconds, Li Qingrong looked away.

Oh, she must be looking out the window. Jiang Nian was just having a false alarm. Forget about others, but the female monitor's gaze is indeed oppressive, like a fucking copy of Violet.

Jiang Nian even found that some girls would blush when they saw Li Qingrong. Damn, what aluminum-copper class!
(End of this chapter)