The sweetness of the five-year-old milk group explodes

As soon as Zhen Gui walked out, he saw Song Jiujiu standing at the door, and he walked over in an angry manner, putting his hand on her shoulder.

"What's the matter? What's the matter with me?" Zhen Guiyi patted his chest boldly: "Don't worry, we are close friends, I can help you whatever you say."

When Song Jiujiu heard this, he smiled, revealing two small canine teeth, very cute, but it didn't match her sturdy character.

She took out the notebook and handed it to Zhen Guiyi. She heard that he and Xu Xingcheng were at the same table and brothers, so it would be easy.

"Okay, I was in my class before, and my buddies helped you a lot. Now I'm in trouble and need your help. I hope..."

Before she could speak, Zhen Guiyi finished the notebook, looked at it and said, "Leave it to me."

"Really? Are you willing to help me find Xu Xueshen for the derivative questions in the class workbook?" This old Liang didn't know what was wrong. Although the essence of the assigned questions was not far from the textbook, she just couldn't solve them.

Zhen Guiyi was dumbfounded. He said, "Didn't you ask me to copy your homework? Didn't you ask me to do your homework for you?"

Song Jiujiu looked at him helplessly, how confident he must be to think this way.

"Let me ask you, do you know all the questions assigned by Lao Liang?"

Zhen Guiyi stopped talking, and there was really a problem that stumped him. If it wasn't for Brother Cheng, he might not be able to solve it.

But with Song Jiujiu's mind, can he understand the meaning of that question?Or can she understand what Brother Cheng means?

Song Jiujiu's test scores are always behind him.

He looked at Song Jiujiu suspiciously, held the notebook and agreed without saying a word.

Anyway, if she doesn't understand, he can teach.

"Okay, you go back, the next class is for you, don't run around the class."

"Understood, by the way, have you memorized the "List of Distinguished Teachers"?" Song Jiujiu looked at him with a half-smile.

"I've memorized it, I've memorized it, good things don't go out, bad things spread far and wide." Zhen Guiyi can still feel pain in his hands and feet and chills in his back.

Seeing that time was running out, Song Jiujiu stopped talking to Zhen Guiyi.

"Let's go, go back to the classroom, I will come to you in the next class."

"oh oh."

As soon as Zhen Gui took his seat, he started to chat with Xu Xingcheng.

"Brother Cheng, what did you eat today?"

Xu Xingcheng looked at him like a mentally handicapped person, the two of them ate together, just finished eating, and forgot, this dementia can still reach this age?

Zhen Guiyi saw that he looked at him strangely, but he ignored it.

"Brother Cheng, what color autumn clothes are you wearing today?"

"You are perverted."

"..." Why is this abnormal, isn't it just asking about clothes?This is still embarrassing, I really can't help asking?
"Say something."

"You still understand me." Zhen Guiyi slapped the notebook in his hand on his desk, and said, "There is a question on the first page here, please explain it."

Xu Xingcheng opened the notebook, it was new, and he didn't write anything other than the title on the first page.

This question seems to be the one he did yesterday, Zhen Guiyi has already asked it, why ask it again.

Xu Xingcheng pushed the notebook over: "Just write as I told you yesterday."

Zhen Gui took a look and saw that Song Jiujiu was so good, his handwriting was completely different from that of Brother Cheng, and she and Brother Cheng must have known his handwriting by heart.

"You should write it, I want to go to the bathroom right now."

"How about I go find Sugar Girl..."

"Ah."

Xu Xingcheng impatiently put the notebook on the table, took out a pen, wrote and drew, and finished writing in a short while.

Zhen Guiyi also stepped in, looked at the full page, and nodded with satisfaction.

The class bell rang, and Zhen Guiyi couldn't go out, so he had to wait until the next class before sending it to Song Jiujiu.

In one class, Lao Liang kept asking him to do the papers, and he would explain after finishing, really not giving him any chance to breathe.

When get out of class was over, almost all the students in class three lay down on the table.

Zhen Guiyi looked at the notebook and had no choice but to support the table and stand up.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Song Jiujiu.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to send it to you?"

"When you come, the class has already started. Look at it, it's been a few minutes since get out of class is over. That's fine, give it to me." After taking the notebook, Song Jiujiu turned around and left.

Zhen Guiyi also returned to the classroom, sitting on the table, holding his sore wrist, looking at Xu Xingcheng who was carelessly flipping through the book, thinking: The gap between this person is too great.

"Brother Cheng, aren't you tired?"

"No." One word in a cold voice directly blocked Zhen Guiyi's next words.

He lay down on the table and began to count the time of class, and then the study committee member in the class brought a form.

"Squad leader, you and Xueshen should fill it out, you two are considered athletes in our class, you should join in no matter what."

The study committee member was a round-faced girl with a ball head, and she looked cute. When Zhen Gui saw her calling him, he raised his head.

Looking at the watch in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously.

Games?Not bad, it's really not easy for him to participate in such activities in his short junior high school life.

"Why are there so few people in our class?"

There is no one in the 1500-meter long-distance race, but the high jump and long jump are okay, at least not a blank.

And this 4200 relay.

"Every girl in our class has never been in contact with this kind of long-distance running. The running exercises organized by the school all day are all asked for leave from Lao Liang."

Zhen Guiyi thought, this is indeed the case, every time there are not enough people in the class.

After a while, someone came over and told the school committee that if Lao Liang was looking for her, she could only leave the watch with Zhen Guiyi.

"Brother Cheng, are you participating?"

"Not interested in."

"No way, Brother Cheng, you are very good at long-distance running, why don't you sign up for one?"

If he hadn't run to the hospital with him last time, he would have really been cheated.

Lao Liang went to the classroom with the school committee, and she is now on the podium.

"Students, this sports meeting may be the last group activity you have to do in No. [-] Middle School. I hope you can all be active."

Zhen Guiyi lazily held up his watch: "Old Liang, it's not that you're not active, it's that our classmates study every day besides studying, so there's no time for these things."

"I'm ashamed to say that I study every day, so why didn't I see you take the first grade in the exam."

"Old Liang, it's winter, so you can't let the students go for a run in the playground shirtless."

"Look at the time on the watch. The next semester is April. After the sports meeting is over, you should take the high school entrance examination."

Zhen Gui took a look, and it was indeed.

It's almost winter vacation now, and when the next long vacation comes, they will go their separate ways.

"Teacher, it's not that we don't want to go, the key is that we don't have the athletic cells."

"Do you know how to make up the numbers? The school is only preparing at this time, and you can take advantage of this holiday to get active."

If it weren't for the strong support of several teachers, I am afraid there would be no such sports meeting.

The principal is now notifying in advance because he wants to see how active the students are.