The school girl at the same table can't be a middle school girl

In the evening, Class 25.

For the students in class 25, the evening self-study can only be a casual milk tea shop where they can't just walk around.

Everyone was whispering, chatting, reading novels, reading black novels, three rows, five rows.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in school now, a few boys would have shouted out.

"Damn it, did the jungler on the opposite side start hanging?"

"Don't snatch me wild"

such words.

There are three head teachers in class 25, but they are not full-time teachers. Anyone who is free can maintain discipline, but they all know that it is very difficult for those students to study hard.

The students in Class 25 are almost all from wealthy families, and their parents donated some money to the school.

Hey, then the school said, we will open such a unique class, under the pretense of recruiting some students who are not very good in grades but have personality or other specialties.

However, some money is needed to turn around.

In the eyes of those wealthy parents, Class 25 of Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School is better than those key classes of No. [-] and No. [-] Middle Schools.

After playing the king for a few rounds, Yu Long felt bored and empty, so he dragged his little brother Mouse to the toilet.

On the surface it is to release water, but in fact it is to smoke a cigarette.

With both hands in his trouser pockets, Yu Long walked to the bathroom with cool steps, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, lit it, took a few puffs, and then said to the mouse beside him.

"How's the girl asking?"

"I got it, Class Three, An Yimo."

"Where's the QQ number?"

"I can't ask, she just transferred here a few days ago, so the people in their class don't know much about her, almost no one knows her."

"No wonder, I just said that there is such a beautiful girl in our school, how could I not know."

"Do you have any hobbies or anything like that?"

Yu Long asked again.

According to his years of experience in picking up girls, the common topic is a very important point.

Of course, good looks are also very important.

"I don't know that either."

Yu Long's face sank, he put the cigarette in his mouth again, took a puff, and then exhaled in a circle.

For him, smoking is handsome.

He was smoking a cigarette, looking at the night outside through the toilet window, his eyes were a little darker.

What method should I use to chase such a girl?

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The teaching director, Lao Lu, a man with a high honor in Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School, broke the record of Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School with the highest number of students in the last class he led in more than ten years.

But now this year, he decided to create another glories and break records.

For this reason, he traveled thousands of miles to study in one of the best middle schools in China, and after he came back, he made major reforms.

One of them is that every class has to read on the playground before morning exercises, and the books must be lifted above the head to read, which is conducive to improving the efficiency of reading.

However, this operation could not last for too long before being eliminated by the students themselves. Is this for reading, or for practicing arm muscles?
After breakfast, An Yimo didn't go to the classroom, but went directly to the playground, and she was often the first one to come to study on the playground.

It was not yet bright, and there was only a beautiful figure standing against the wind on the playground of Nuoda, holding an English vocabulary book in his hand, chanting.

Then there was He Ziyue with braids.

Since An Yimo transferred here, He Ziyue felt that her number one position was in jeopardy, so she studied harder.

Then there are Li Shiwu and Xiaolizi, the top ten or top twenty in the class are even more impressive.

However, for Jiang Chen and the heroes in the back row, the civil war between these big bosses who love to learn is completely like people from two worlds.

He rolls and lets him roll, and I'm happy with myself.

After morning exercises, An Yimo went to the school's small supermarket to buy some toffee, but the stock was not enough, so she had to buy some.

In addition, she also bought a bottle of yogurt. Among the yogurts on the cyan, red, and light blue packages, she chose the bottle with the light blue package without hesitation.

Back in the classroom, Jiang Chen was already seated. As soon as she came back, the tortoise saw her first, with a strange look in his eyes, which made An Yimo touch his nose involuntarily. Could it be that his face had flowers?
Then the turtle patted Jiang Chen in front of him with his hands, signaling that An Yimo was back.

Jiang Chen turned his head to look at An Yimo, there was something meaningful in his eyes.

Before An Yimo came to Jiang Chen's side, he stood up, then pulled the chair over, with a look of welcome home.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that."

After passing by Jiang Chen's side, An Yimo asked.

"Look at your desktop."

Jiang Chen said.

An Yimo looked at her desktop, and a postcard in the middle of the neat desktop stood out.

A few minutes before the end of self-study every night, An Yimo would always tidy up her desk and put all the books in the drawers. book wall.

This also made Jiang Chen see the postcard on An Yimo's desk as soon as he got back to his seat, it was a landscape postcard of the prairie, there were a few cows and sheep on the prairie, the sky was very blue, the postcard was very artistic.

There should be some words on the back of the postcard, but Jiang Chen didn't go to get it, so he doesn't know.

An Yimo sat in her seat, did not pick up the postcard on the table, but asked Jiang Chen.

"Did you send it?"

"No, there should be words on the back."

Jiang Chen said.

"Oh."

An Yimo picked up the postcard and flipped it over.

The next moment, Mei Mou blinked, looking a little dazed.

"What did you write?"

An Yimo didn't speak, but directly handed the postcard to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen took it over, looked at the words on it, and read it lightly.

To An Yimo:

I and Chunfeng are both passing guests, and you take the autumn water to the galaxy.

Class 25: Yu Long
The sentence inside looked like a poem, and it should have some meaning in that respect, but An Yimo didn't know the real meaning, so he was a little confused.

But Jiang Chen understands, he saw it on the Internet before, and expressed love at first sight,

So after reading it, my face darkened slightly.

"What are you writing? I'll do it."

The turtle behind said.

After obtaining An Yimo's consent, Jiang Chen handed it to the turtle.

After the turtle took it, he read it.

"I and the spring breeze have passed each other, and you take the autumn water to embrace the galaxy, what do you mean?"

"What? Let me see."

Cheng Kexing on the side also came up curiously.

"I and Spring Breeze are both passers-by, and you take the autumn water to embrace the galaxy, oh, this looks like a love sentence copied from the Internet."

"Love sentence?"

Turtle Road.

"Of course, let's see who wrote it, Class 25 Yu Long."

When the two of them saw it, they were taken aback, and then subconsciously looked at Jiang Chen, both with strange expressions.

"Why are you looking at Dad like that?"

Jiang Chen said with a smile, the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy, with an appearance that had nothing to do with him.

Then, Jiang Chen took the postcard and handed it to Wei Fangyu.

"Yu Long's, the meaning of the poem is probably a confession to you."

"I do not know him."

An Yimo didn't answer the postcard, she stared straight at Jiang Chen with her eyes like autumn water, and said seriously.

"Do you still want the postcard?"

"I do not want."

An Yimo shook her head.

"Then I'll help you out."

"Ah."

Seeing An Yimo nodded, Jiang Chen showed a smile on his face, then tore the postcard into several pieces and threw them into the trash bag.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Kexing couldn't help but whispered to the turtle next to him.

"Hey, this kid Jiang Chen even said he didn't like it, look at how jealous he is."

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