Chapter 200 Only a chicken knows how good his foundation is
Chen Yunyun was extremely speechless and silently looked towards Qingmu Ridge in the distance.
This man is too realistic.
As soon as I mentioned that I was not interested in chatting, my interest in surfing the Internet came up.
But it’s better to trick him directly. Otherwise, tomorrow's parent-teacher meeting will be too boring. As for playing games, she can sneak away halfway.
Hee hee, I'm so smart!
During the lunch break, Jiang Nian received news from Lin Dong.
“Wori, you can’t get in through the gate.”
Normally speaking, the school gate is closed after the lunch break begins.
Lin Dong was still standing outside the door with eleven cups of milk tea. After eating, he missed the passage time.
However, this does not trouble Zhennan Diaziwang at all.
Jiang Nian was too experienced and typed a reply.
“You take a detour to the north gate and walk along the wall and you will see a shared bicycle leaning against the wall. You can climb over the wall and come in, but no one will care about you there.”
Lin Dong was slightly worried about this.
“Brother Nian, why are you so skilled?”
Jiang Nian thought for a while and replied.
"Listen to what others said."
"By the way, if you really get caught, just say you are from Class 4."
Lin Dongruo has something to say Thinking about it, could it be that he is really a genius?
Class 3 really loves the people in class, and all the dirty water is thrown at Class 4. So there are no quiet years, but there are people who are carrying a heavy load and moving forward.
North gate, outside the wall.
Lin Dong looked at the towering wall, and then at the small yellow car placed against the wall.
“Damn it, can anyone get over this?”
He picked up his phone and sent a message to Jiang Nian but didn’t see his reply.
It was still fifty minutes before the lunch break ended and the doors opened, and he really didn't want to wait that long.
Thinking of this, he silently opened his friend list and started shaking people.
Huang Cailang responded, "What's wrong, Brother Dong?"
Lin Dong knew that the dormitory was locked at this time, but he still treated him like a dead horse.
“I’m at the north gate wall now, so I can’t get in.”
After a long while, Huang Cairang replied reluctantly.
"Brother Dong, the dormitory door is locked. (Picture)"
Seeing this, Lin Dong had no choice but to explain.
"I bought a box of milk tea, but it's a pity that I can't get in. I originally planned on you to pick me up and treat you to a drink, but now it seems."
The message is sent out, After three seconds.
“Brother Dong, I climbed down the water pipe from the third floor.”
Lin Dong: "???"
Five minutes later, inside the wall.
“Here, Cai Lang.”
“Thank you, Brother Dong.” Huang Cai Lang wiped his hands with a silly smile on his face.
“No, I should thank you.” Lin Dong shook his head and said seriously, “Cailang, my friend, you are the real hero.”
To be honest, Lin Dong was standing on his bicycle watching Huang Cairang climb down from the third floor.
It is no exaggeration to say that everyone stood at attention.
He felt like he was as childish as a new recruit in front of Huang Cailang. If zombies break out one day, he will definitely be like this (thumb).
Huang Cairang smiled naively, took a sip of the milk tea, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Sweet and delicious.
After lunch break, in the corridor.
After draining the water, Jiang Nian leaned against the railing to blow the wind. He couldn't help but be stunned while listening to Lin Dong's description of what happened at noon.
"If we are caught, I don't know which of you two will get the heavier sentence."
Lin Dong didn't take it seriously.
“A dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist.”
Hearing this, Jiang Nian couldn't help but sigh.
Class 3 is really a nest of snakes and rats. No, it is a gathering of heroes. No wonder the results of Class 3 are so good, with an average of 800 tricks per student.
The teacher who wrote the test couldn't beat this group of byds.
In the classroom, Zhang Ningzhi looked at the fruit tea on the table.
“Who bought it?”
Li Hua was also a little confused, after all, Ma Guojun and Yao Beibei were also there.
“I heard from Lin Dong that it seemed that Jiang Nian invited him.”
“Oh, okay.”
Zhang Ningzhi nodded, turned his head, and saw There is also a cup of fruit tea on the monitor's table. There was a straw stuck on it, and it was obvious that the monitor had already drank.
She was stunned, thinking that Jiang Nian still had some conscience.
I just have too much conscience.
She shook her head, put down her fruit tea and went to find Yao Beibei.
Class is approaching.
Sun Zhicheng got stuck and entered the school, and accidentally entered a mysterious website at noon.
I obviously set the alarm clock, but ended up oversleeping.
He hurriedly walked slowly along the way, almost running. The moment the bell rang, he swooped into the third floor of the high school and climbed up the stairs.
Old Liu Gang was about to go upstairs. The first period in the afternoon was his class.
To be honest, it’s free.
His face is shining with Buddha's light, and he is here again to chant sutras for all the little masters.
Will you fall asleep?
He was sleeping, lying down in a large area.
Lao Liu didn't care about this either. Anyway, the leader only cares about the results. Even if the Chinese scores in his own class are not good, will the scores in other classes be very good?
What if another class’s Chinese score is very good?
The answer is very simple, just put pressure on their total score.
The college entrance examination depends on the total score. What is the use of having a higher Chinese language test?
If the overall score is not high, no matter how good the Chinese is, you can only become a second batch student. When the dormitory buddies reminisce about the past, the roommates will definitely get angry.
Hey, isn’t this a great writer? They are just different from us. They got perfect marks in the college entrance examination essay, so why are they still in the same school as us?
What’s the use of writing a composition? Where is your Nobel Prize-winning masterpiece?
The kid in Class 3 has such a high score in the exam, who in the other classes can study Chinese calmly?
This is a conspiracy.
With a bang, a person knocked him away and rushed upwards.
"Hey, you student, Sun Zhicheng! What's wrong with you?"
Sun Zhicheng was confused. Damn it, he bumped into the class teacher.
But he knew very well at this time that if he stopped, it would be the end. What should I do? In his anxiety, a rush of wisdom suddenly surged in his heart, and he shouted.
“I can’t hold it in anymore, goodbye teacher.”
Sun Zhicheng rushed into the classroom and sat down. Before he could catch his breath, Sun Zhicheng saw the milk tea on the table.
“Who gave it to me?”
Lin Dong turned around and explained.
“Oh, Brother Nian invited our group to drink.”
Jiang Nian?
Sun Zhicheng was stunned. He stretched his neck and found that Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe had milk tea on their tables. Suddenly I felt a little uncomfortable, I knew I had invited him first.
He craned his neck again to look at Jiang Nian and found that he was still chatting with Zhang Ningzhi.
Wori, the man with the lower head.
No, why should I like to hear this tone?
Accelerate!
Find someone other than Chen Yunyun to fall in love with as soon as possible, and stop hooking up with each other.
He thought like this and took a sip of milk tea.
Not to mention, this stuff tastes pretty good. Even if it was given by Jiang Nian, it can't change the taste.
If Jiang Nian falls in love early and abides by his male ethics, I will bless him. Maybe he's in a better mood, so it's not impossible to collect some fragments of the betrothal gift for him.
Damn it, who gave him a promotion!
Lao Liu entered the classroom and called for class.
Cai Xiaoqing, executive deputy monitor and disciplinary committee member, shouted to stand up, kicking off this unremarkable and extremely sleepy afternoon. There were only a few sounds of stools being moved. "Hello, teacher~~"
"Please sit down." Old Liu made the same gesture as Zhang Wei.
“Thank you, teacher~”
There is a saying that although Lao Liu is thirty years old, he is still full of energy. His eyes are clear and his voice is sonorous and powerful. At first glance, he is a capable person.
In the system, you can’t make progress without your body.
If you don’t survive seven or eight years, do you still want to be a subject leader? Still want to look up to the first-level cadres?
Wash and sleep.
Lao Liu is different, he is an ambitious person. Of course, he also likes to teach and educate people, but progress is also his hobby, a pure hobby.
His wife is richer than him and doesn't need him to support the family.
Earn your own money and spend it yourself.
At this step, Lao Liu has already outperformed most middle-aged people. Those with high EQ have no worries, while those with low EQ give Zhongdeng a hard time.
"Let me tell you something, the time for the parent-teacher meeting tomorrow has been moved forward. The school leaders considered that some parents came from towns and villages, so they adjusted the time for the parent-teacher meeting."
"From the afternoon It has been changed to half past two. Please be quiet. It has been changed to half past nine on Sunday morning.”
Hearing this, the class was extremely restless.
"Teacher, teacher! Are the make-up classes tomorrow and Sunday canceled?"
"Holy shit, you have a day off?"
Old Liu knocked on the table and waited. He said after arriving in class and being quiet.
“The make-up class time has been moved to the afternoon, remember not to be late.”
"Ah!!! No!"
"I don't want to come tomorrow. I will really want to die if I come to school at noon."
Jiang Nian's first thought was that he could sleep until ten again I woke up, and then suddenly remembered the agreement I made with Chen Yunyun during the lunch break, but I didn't care.
Cancel if you are too sleepy, even if Jesus comes, it will be useless.
You don’t have to play games, you have to sleep.
Great.
Sun Zhicheng didn't feel anything. His own father should have time to attend the parent-teacher meeting. It would be nice if he could get to know Chen Yunyun's parents.
But how to hint to Lao Deng at home?
Let’s talk about it after we get home tonight. I hope my dad won’t go fishing tonight. Otherwise, let alone discussion, I'm afraid I won't even see him in person tomorrow.
Although my mother has objections, my father doesn't care at all.
I heard that my favorite time is fishing, when I hold a dead fish in my mouth and refuse to leave. I took out three incense sticks directly from the bag and inserted them facing the southeast direction.
Being optimistic about life and death, we still need to connect the rod.
Oh, I hope I won’t go wandering tonight and be a good father.
Be energetic tomorrow and don’t lose your place.
The afternoon passed.
There was a lot of rustling in the evening self-study classroom, and everyone was very restless.
Although you will still have to make up classes tomorrow afternoon, and some of you will even have to come to school to attend a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow, at least you won’t have to study in the morning.
No need to get up early, no need to go to bed early.
For most students who live on campus, they have a day off in the morning. After all, they chose to live on campus because their home was not in the county town. Whoever had nothing to do came to the parent-teacher meeting.
Only parents from some big towns next door will participate in the meeting. It is unrealistic for parents from more remote towns to rush here in a hurry.
Zeng You breathed a sigh of relief and picked out the novel. The countdown to the holiday has begun in advance, and he plans to start from the first period of evening self-study until six in the morning.
I sleep until I get up at 1:30 in the afternoon, wash my face, have a meal, and come to class.
Beautiful.
Lin Dong originally made an appointment to play ball with Sun Zhicheng and Huang Cailang, and also invited people from other classes.
But Yang Qiming planned to go hangover and surf the Internet tonight, so he invited Huang Cailang, who included Internet fees, instant noodles, and unlimited beer.
Huang Cairang has never been to an Internet cafe, and he hasn't had a drink for a long time. When you are tired from working in the countryside in the summer, your favorite drink is a bottle of cold beer, just for relieving the heat.
One gulp goes directly from the throat to the stomach, giving you a chill. Shivering, Tianling Gai felt so good.
Hearing that he was drinking, his saliva had already started to secrete.
So, he declined Lin Dong.
Following Brother Yang, beer instant noodles can be found online.
In the past, he didn't understand why the rich young masters in TV dramas were always surrounded by a circle of bad guys. Now he understands what kind of young master this is.
He is like a real father.
Everything delicious and fun is available, why don’t you help me?
Sun Zhicheng agreed. He was going to attend the parent-teacher meeting tomorrow.
I happened to get up early to play ball, so I treated it as morning practice.
The sky is bright and young people are playing ball. The thin morning fog has not dispersed. The boy's body was already wet with sweat and his hair was wet. It was a good opportunity to show off his charm.
When he thought of this, he subconsciously invited Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe.
"Brother Dong made an appointment to play ball tomorrow, do you want to play?"
Hearing this, Chen Yunyun subconsciously shook her head in rejection.
“Go to sleep.”
Wang Yuhe didn't want to play with a weakling, or he would beat Sun Zhicheng to pieces later. What if he takes advantage of the parent-teacher meeting to secretly complain to the parents?
"No, you are a good guy. I will play a game with Jiang Nian tomorrow."
Sun Zhicheng felt a little heartbroken. He was in the same group and was so heartless.
“Okay.”
Wait, who is she going to play games with?
"The sunrise at the beginning of the day is the most beautiful. I plan to climb Qingmuling at night to watch the sunrise." Zhou Yuting covered her mouth and chatted quietly with the girl in the front seat.
"Wow, Yuting, do you really want to watch the sunrise?" The girl in the front seat showed an envious expression, "Your mother actually agrees? Who are you going with?"
"Oh, with a few friends from the city." Zhou Yuting lifted her hair from her ears.
"Yu Ting, you have so many friends, you are so awesome." The girl focused on one emotional value and kept praising her, "A boy or a girl? Are they good-looking?"
"Boys and girls It's all just a matter of friendship." Zhou Yuting's face was full of superiority, and she looked very cute. "It's just watching the sunrise."
Jiang Nian heard Zhou Yuting's voice from several rows away and thought that tomorrow would be cloudy.
Look at the fucking sunrise, you idiot!
For my friends in the city, the air in middle schools in the city is sweeter, right? Okay, I admit I'm a bit bitter, but your friend must also be a fool.
Why so arbitrary?
Because Jiang Nian himself had played well with Zhou Yuting before, he admitted that he was not a good bird, and Zhou Yuting's friends naturally couldn't pick out a hairless one.
Anyone who talks about Bai Hu will be tortured away.
Probably because she has adapted to the version of Class 3, Zhou Yuting has become more and more comfortable pretending to be a young lady, pretending to be surprised.
"Gu Liping, you actually have live chickens at home? I'm most afraid of roosters."
Suddenly, Zhou Yuting's deskmate Yang Qiming suddenly had an idea and imitated a paragraph in his throat The rooster crows.
“Oh oh oh!~~~”
The sound is lifelike and long-lasting.
Only chickens know how good his foundation is, and the hens are wetted by it.
Zhou Yuting was stunned by the crowing of roosters in her ears, and her mind went blank.
In an instant, the whole class was quiet.
Soon, the class burst into laughter.
A small Olympiad class three can actually have so many sleeping dragons and phoenixes at the same time.
Jiang Nian said, "The students are quite similar."
Qianbao, who was studying in the evening class next door, poked his head in from the door and looked confused.
"Which of you brought the chicken to the class?"
Friendly book recommendation: "After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Qingmei"
After the blind date failed, the thirty-eight-year-old Diamond King Wu Jiangshu unfortunately was reborn. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a kindergarten.
When he faced it calmly, he discovered that the counterattack system was thirteen years earlier.
[Detected that the host is over 18 years old, the system is officially activated]
Jiang Shu was furious: "I'm in kindergarten, you said I'm 18 years old?"
【Help the cold-tempered goddess with a bad temper get rid of her pursuers】
[Taking advantage of Bai Yueguang’s period of physical weakness]
[Forcing the wall against the unruly young lady, unexpectedly discovering her unknown side]
Jiang Shu couldn’t help but fall in love as he looked at the task list. Meditated.
When the former aloof goddess, Bai Yueguang, and the unruly eldest lady appeared in their childhood forms one by one, Jiang Shu took advantage of the asymmetry in information and began the process of speeding through the mission.
It was not until eighteen years later that Jiang Shu, who had grown into an all-around male god, looked at the three beautiful girls in front of him who threatened not to marry him unless he, and began to think about what went wrong.
(End of this chapter)