The female supporting role who passed through time was poisoned again

Chapter 39 The Chubby Revolution 5
What a garish pink envelope.

Zihua endured the discomfort and took back the letter. Under Li Ruxin's surprised gaze, she crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into her schoolbag. Then she took out the physics book she would use in the first class.

Just then the physics teacher stepped into the classroom.

It was a middle-aged, stout man named Chen, about 1.7 meters tall, with a pair of standard gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.Because there is hereditary white hair in the family, his hair will turn gray in middle age. Students like to call him Old Man Chen in private.

Now he came in and saw the three pencils stuck on the white wall. He seemed to be interested, and kept staring there with his glasses, as if he wanted to touch it with his hands but didn't dare to touch it.

In this way, I kept forgetting myself until the class bell stopped and I still stood there studying, just like an archaeologist who discovered an ancient relic.

Cheng Yang, the physics class representative who came later than him, has already arrived at the door. He is holding the paper used for last week's test in his hand and staring at Old Chen's butt, neither advancing nor retreating.

In the end, he had nothing to say and asked, "Mr. Chen, where should I put these papers?"

After hearing the word "paper", Teacher Chen, who had been concentrating on studying the stress on the white wall, finally came to his senses, straightened his back, pointed at the podium with his big finger and said, "Just leave it there."

Cheng Yang obeyed and put down the test paper, shook his sore hands, and walked to sit next to Sun Quanli.

As soon as the test papers were placed on the podium, the eyes of the students were all focused on the stack of test papers, some were excited, some were sad, some were happy and some were sad.However, no matter whether it is sadness or joy, their thoughts at the moment are the same, that is, to hand out the test papers as soon as possible.

However, old man Chen was still thinking about the three pencils hanging on the wall, and he moved his hands aimlessly, stacking the test paper upright for a while, and laying it down flat again for a while.

Everyone's eyes and hearts also twitched.

However, Old Chen looked like he didn't notice it. He raised his eye sockets, showing his tiny gums, and asked, "Who stuck those three pencils in? How did they get in? Does anyone know?"

Everyone was about to forget the horrific scene just now, and it would be revealed by someone. Their originally bright eyes dimmed, and they lowered their heads, like a basket of steamed chicken buns, waiting to be tasted.

Silence spread in the classroom, even the wind chimes outside the window seemed so inappropriate.

Old Chen looked at his students strangely. The class he taught was usually the most active. Why were they all so silent today? It was as if they had done something wrong.

What he didn't know was that these lively students of his were almost intimidated by Zihua now.

Zi Hua was now in their hearts as a dean-level existence, so naturally they did not dare to say that she was the one who inserted the pencil, and she was also the one who vandalized public property.

Of course, 'they' were except for the three girls who were late this morning, that is, the three girls who poured water on her in the toilet, Li Ruxin who missed that scene, and Cheng Yang who regarded her as a friend and a loyal person.

Although Cheng Yang still remembered the scene in the morning, as a friend of Jin Zihua, his brain circuit was different from others.

He has always liked arm wrestling with Jin Zihua, and in his eyes, it is something he should be proud of for a year for such a tall and thin person to win against a fat girl like Jin Zihua.

Therefore, after the bell rang, Cheng Yang eagerly invited Zihua to arm-wrestle with him.

Zihua looked at his excited face, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably. She really didn't want to participate in such a naive competition. If it was a competition, it should be a sword competition. What's the point of comparing this.

No comparison, this little brat Cheng Yang is probably going to pester her all day, and according to her memory, if she really wants to compete, she has to lose, otherwise he will pester her for a month.

For this reason, she did everything and lost the competition.

Cheng Yang was dissatisfied and looked at her suspiciously.

"Jin Zihua, are you letting me go?"

Zihua shook his head, "I didn't let you, you see, my hands are red because of you."

She spread the hand that had been behind her back to his eyes.

Cheng Yang looked over and over in disbelief, and saw that her mouth was indeed red. Then he raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

One person sat on the seat and chatted for a long time, bragging about how powerful he was and how strong he was.

As his deskmate, Sun Quanli kept covering his dark face with a book throughout the whole process, trying to minimize his presence.

Seeing that he, who bullied his friends in the past, was so quiet today, Cheng Yang couldn't help giving him a playful look instead of ridiculing him.Then he patted Zihua on the shoulder as if remembering something.

Zihua tried her best to suppress the impatience in her heart, and then turned to look at him.

During this period, she saw Sun Quanli glance at her accidentally, and then the hand holding the book began to tremble.

Cheng Yang didn't notice this. Seeing Zihua turn around, he said excitedly, "Did you know that Jiumei released a new game last month? It's called Light and Shadow."

Zihua shook her head, she just came to this world, what she is most interested in now is the delicious food stored in the refrigerator, how can she have any other thoughts to see what new games come out in this world.

However, Cheng Yang seemed to have expected her and shook his head, and continued talking without waiting for her to say anything.

"Light and Shadow is a sniper-type team game. The operation is secondary, but it really depends on the cooperation and communication between teammates. I formed a three-person team. Now there is a peak competition, which requires a four-person team to participate. One person, can you come to make up the number? It’s fine to play on weekends. We don’t want to win, just play enough times. We just want to get new skins.”

Sniper games?operate?Liver to new skin?

I don't know if Cheng Yang talked too much, or she has never played any games, but she couldn't understand what he was talking about, and she was still a little dizzy, even more dizzy than when she was watching "Magic Order".

Seeing her dull face, Cheng Yang thought she didn't want to agree, so he threw out the bait and said, "If you agree to join my team, how about I add a piece of pork chop to your lunch every Friday this month?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Zihua's eyes. In fact, she had already planned to nod in agreement whether he added pork chop or not, just in case he couldn't find anyone to keep pestering her, but now that he said so...

"I want the extra large portion." The voice was bright and crisp.

Cheng Yang's expression froze, and he gritted his teeth and remained silent for a long time before responding: "Okay, deal."

On Friday, as he said before, Cheng Yang put all the pork chops on his plate into Zihua's plate.

Li Ruxin, who was watching from the side, was dumbfounded, and recalled the love letter that Zihua had taken back, so he couldn't help but wonder, and asked, "Have you two dated?"

After the two heard this, Zihua was fine and happily chewed the pork chop.Cheng Yang couldn't stand it anymore and almost vomited out all the white rice he had for lunch today.

Zihua thoughtfully handed him a glass of water.

According to the memories of the previous life, Cheng Yang finally became her manager, and soon hooked up with a young model.It is impossible to like her, he is not tempted by her after losing weight, let alone her chubby appearance now.

Sure enough, Cheng Yang was drinking a glass of water, before wiping off the water stains around his mouth, he hurriedly explained: "We just made an appointment to play games together tomorrow. Besides, don't you think it's too early for me to fall in love now?" ? Let’s wait for the university to talk about this kind of thing!”

(End of this chapter)