Rebirth: If the school beauty is not sweet, why should I lick her?

Old Zhou left contentedly.

With the help of his son, he successfully delivered the gift and successfully completed the task assigned by Comrade Luo Xiaoying.

This time he doesn't have to sleep in the living room.

Zhou Jiangnan looked at his back and felt a lot of emotion. The only people in the world who can treat you well unconditionally are your parents.

Old Zhou rode his 28-bar bike out of the school gate briskly, and Xiao Zhou was about to start his first evening self-study since his rebirth.

Zhou Jiangnan found his seat in the back row of the classroom and flipped through a few books. They were cleaner than a woman's face after washing.

There was really not a single word written or a single line drawn.

No wonder he couldn't even pass the first three books in the college entrance examination in his previous life. Isn't this a complete student scumbag?

Opening the drawer, there was a small paper box with a stack of colorful sticky notes.

There were also a few folded paper cranes next to it.

Zhou Jiangnan opened one casually, and the palm-sized piece of paper was neatly written with penmanship.

"Zhao Wanwan, hatred is not as reliable as the tide, and longing makes me realize that the sea is not deep. Your eyes are a pool of abyss, which makes me deeply addicted..."

"Zhao Wanwan, I am a lone hill made of sand, unable to withstand the tenderness of the waves. You just glance back and I will break..."

"Ask what love is in the world, it makes people live and die together..."

"Zhao Wanwan, as long as you are willing to accept me, even for only one second, I am willing to die..."

This is fucking.

The more he read, the more embarrassed he became. Zhou Jiangnan felt that he could dig out a three-bedroom and one-living-room apartment from the soles of his feet.

Did he write these annoying things himself? ? ?

Damn it.

What evil did I have before that made me lick like this.

Zhou Jiangnan's face was as gloomy as water, and he wished he could be reborn earlier and go back to two years ago to strangle himself to death.

He found all the paper cranes, tore them to pieces in a few seconds, and threw them into the trash can without mercy.

When he was getting his hair cut in the morning, Tony asked him why he wanted to destroy his unruly side parting, and his words revealed regret.

Zhou Jiangnan sighed and said that he was too handsome for his age and felt tired.

The girl who washed his hair laughed so hard that she fell backwards. She kept touching and massaging the hair that could have been washed in a few minutes for half an hour.

When Zhou Jiangnan left after getting his hair cut, he felt two taels lighter.

This shop deserves five-star praise, and its hairdressing technology is almost catching up with the 188 set meal in later generations.

Such a handsome guy, a handsome guy who would make girls blush if he was a little more proactive on the street, has fallen to being a licking dog for more than two years.

What a shame.

Zhou Jiangnan covered his face and sighed, feeling ashamed.

"Zhou Jiangnan, fuck you, you didn't even call me before you left?"

Li Pengfei's angry voice rang in his ears: "What are you doing, you bastard, covering your face like a woman?"

"Call me bastard again?"

Zhou Jiangnan moved his hand away and was about to curse, but he saw Li Pengfei, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, with his mouth open and nothing to say.

"What are you looking at? It's all your fault. You left early without calling me. If you had called me, I wouldn't have been beaten by the ghost old man."

Li Pengfei pulled out a stool and sat down, cursing.

Zhou Jiangnan immediately guessed that the monk's story had been exposed, and his face was rotten with laughter.

"What are you laughing at? I'm disfigured and I can't face anyone. Don't ask me to deliver love letters to you anymore."

"Don't worry. Even if you weren't beaten into a pig's head, I wouldn't want you to deliver them."

"Really?"

Li Pengfei glanced at his drawer and was immediately shocked: "Where are your paper cranes?"

"I tore them up and threw them away."

"Oh my god, Zhou Jiangnan, you're such a... pretty boy. You used to get so angry when someone touched your bird, but now you're actually tearing it up on your own initiative... Hey, why did you even cut your hair? You've really changed. You're no longer the same shape as before."

"The old Zhou Jiangnan is dead."

Zhou Jiangnan suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly: "Fatty, you said you would deliver love letters to me yesterday at the stadium. Did you really deliver them?"

"How could it be fake? She rolled her eyes at me again." Li Pengfei was furious.

"Did she take it?"

"No, I saw she just threw it on the ground."

"That's good."

Zhou Jiangnan let out a long sigh of relief. He now hated his past self and really didn't want to be a bootlicker anymore.

At this time, the bell rang and the evening self-study officially began.

Zhou Jiangnan opened the math exercise book and prepared to do a set of real questions.

With the foundation of his previous life, he could get back his feeling by doing two sets of real questions every day in the remaining dozens of days, and he wouldn't have to worry about problems in the college entrance examination.

Li Pengfei seemed to have seen something terrifying and pinched himself several times in a row.

Oh my god, Zhou Jiangnan has to work hard.

He was about to speak, but after thinking about it, he lay down and went to sleep in boredom.

After a few minutes, the head teacher, Lao Zhang, walked in.

The classroom became even quieter.

Lao Zhang adjusted his glasses and glanced vaguely at the back of the classroom.

Zhou Jiangnan felt that he was looking at him, so he elbowed Fatty Li: "Look at us, don't lie down."

Li Pengfei sat up reluctantly, and Lao Zhang was very satisfied.

"Classmates, everyone is in a good state tonight. I just observed for a while in the crack of the back door. Basically, everyone is studying hard."

"Especially praise classmate Zhou Jiangnan. I watched him for a long time. He has been studying hard, which is completely different from usual."

Zhou Jiangnan was speechless.

This old six.

No wonder he always feels murderous behind him.

I just heard Lao Zhang change the topic and start to attract hatred again: "As the old saying goes: A man should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation. Have you noticed that classmate Zhou Jiangnan has changed a lot since yesterday afternoon?"

The whole class turned their heads to look, Zhou Jiangnan looked confused, and Fatty Li was on pins and needles.

"Classmate Zhou Jiangnan came to me this afternoon to hand in his self-review. I was deeply touched. Every word in his self-review was heart-wrenching and full of repentance. It was really very accurate..."

The students who were originally shocked by the change of hairstyle of this senior bootlicker were instantly aroused. Seeing others make a fool of themselves is the most popular program, so someone started to make a fuss:

"We should listen too and learn from them."

"Teacher, let me feel it too. I have been feeling unsatisfied in studying recently. I hope to learn from Zhou Jiangnan's insights and sublimate myself."

"I want to."

...

Zhou Jiangnan had a big word "danger" on his forehead.

There are always villains who want to harm me!

Lao Zhang looked at him with a smile, kind eyes: "Jiangnan, the students have strong needs, just satisfy them."

Demands?

I am not a duck, satisfying a hammer.

"Teacher Zhang, I'm not being modest. After all, I'm just a poor student. You should find someone better."

"No, a prodigal son who returns to his parents' home is worth more than gold. The more this is the more convincing it is, the more profound the feeling is. Don't be shy, come on."

Zhou Jiangnan felt offended.

Which eye of Lao Zhang saw that he was shy?

He looked down on people for no reason.

After all, before his rebirth, he, Mr. Zhou, was also the king of mouth cannons in the third section of Ronghai Expressway. He would curse others' ancestors every day on the construction site.

There was nothing to be afraid of in front of him.