School grass he is too good

Meteor showers are beautiful, but the price of watching them is not small. The next day the school leaders adjusted the monitoring and found that these little bastards had gone upstairs to the rooftop after staying at night. They were immediately furious.

Several students who participated in this stargazing reported their criticisms one by one, and each of them wrote an [-]-word self-criticism and had to sign their parents.

Cheng Tiao, who was practicing between classes, was so sleepy that his eyelids were heavy. He put the incense burner in front of him, wanting to smell more of this somewhat uplifting incense.

However, due to the cold wind blowing all night last night, his nose is stuffy and his throat is swollen, and he basically can't smell anything.

After holding on for 2 minutes, he couldn't bear it anymore and fell back on the back of the chair, falling asleep.

"I'll go, Brother Tiao's posture is a bit awesome." Lin Gun had a runny nose all morning, and there was only half a pack of 360 papers left. He looked a little pitiful with his red nose at the moment.

Originally, he wanted to turn around and follow Lin Jian to refresh himself with essential oils, but he found that Cheng Tiao's sitting posture was really awesome.

The little witch looked at Cheng Tiao in amazement, then took out her phone and snapped two pictures.

"Brothers, come and see the gods!" Lin Chen also noticed Cheng Tiao's seat, and couldn't help shouting with a smile.

Cheng Tiao was sitting quietly on the chair at this moment, closed his eyes and fell into sleep, but there was an incense burner in front of him, with three sticks of fresh incense sticking out.

Surrounded by smog all around, it really looks like a fairy.

"It's probably like this, like a costume drama." A few girls gathered together and discussed with a smile.

Lin Jian was a little reconciled, he pushed Wei Lan at the front table: "Father is also in the smoke, and he is also very handsome, why can't I be a fairy?"

"Why, don't you have a mental score?" Wei Lan asked blankly as he took down the ball of paper stuffed in Lin Jian's nose.

Basically, all the classmates who were blowing the cold wind on the roof last night all caught a cold, and Wei Lan alone had too strong immunity, so nothing happened.

Several students wanted to throw out the trash, so they made a big detour to Cheng Tiao's seat and worshiped devoutly, before throwing the trash into the trash can.

"Damn, what the hell are you praying for?" Lin Jian cursed with a smile and threw a ball of paper on the back of one of her classmates.

The classmate Zhou Shen who was hit bent down and picked up the ball of paper, and then said solemnly: "Of course I worship the God of Peach Blossoms, I want to find a girlfriend with some fairy spirit."

"If you are looking for a girlfriend, you are the one, you have nothing to do with asking us to be good." Lin Jian sneered.

Zhou Shen shook his finger, with a look of incomprehension on his face: "You don't even know how prosperous Brother Tiao has been on the confession wall recently. I don't even dare to be jealous at this level. The god of jealousy is going to be struck by lightning. of."

"Bah!" Lin Jian said in disgust.

"Bah, sir." Cheng Tiao slapped his tablemate in a daze.

Don't think that you can spit on him because he is asleep, don't even think about it!

[Give me a bow to Brother Tiao, you will have good luck soon. ]

I don’t know who even posted a picture to the group, but there is one thing to say, it’s the first time that Lin Jianchang has seen someone who can look so handsome under the camera function of an Apple phone.

As we all know that the pixels of the Apple mobile phone, the photos taken can make you despair of your own appearance.

"Who took the picture?" Cheng Tiao opened his eyes at some point, and looked at Lin Jian's screen curiously.

The whole class was silent, and no one answered his question.

Cheng Tiao nodded thoughtfully, and then shouted: "Okay, hey, Xi Rui! Call Mom!"

Cheng Tiao was not afraid that this sentence would affect him at all, because his mobile phone had automatically shut down because it hadn't been charged all night.

And it is impossible for his mobile phone to have his mother's phone number.

"Fuck!" The classroom rang out one after another. They didn't expect Cheng Tiao to use the indiscriminate attack skill.

"Fuck, are you a devil!" Lin Chen in the distance couldn't help complaining, and hung up the phone hastily.

Lin Jian glanced at her deskmate, then handed the phone to Cheng Tiao and said calmly, "Hey Mom, it's nothing, I'm the deskmate looking for you."

Cheng Tiao: "..."

"Auntie, Lin Jian was fined to write a self-criticism and asked his parents to sign. He dare not tell you, so let me do it." Cheng Tiao said in a soft tone after glancing at Lin Jian, who looked embarrassed.

Lin Jian's face suddenly changed. He looked at his inhuman tablemate in disbelief. Is this fucking human?

After chatting with Lin Jian's mother for a few polite words, both parties hung up the phone with some satisfaction. Cheng Tiao threw the phone back into the other's arms, and then calmly put the incense burner in front of him back on the window sill.

Just kidding, I still want to fight with him, and I don't even weigh how much I have!

"You devil!" Lin Jian broke down and rushed over to pinch Cheng's neck, regretting that he had handed over the handle so easily to the other party.

Cheng Tiao gave him a teasing look: "You asked for it, okay?"

"Which one is Cheng Tiao, come out for me." The back door was suddenly knocked hard several times by a few boys with green hair.

Cheng Tiao frowned. Although his ptsd was not as serious as before, he still felt uncomfortable seeing green things all the time.

But this hair color seems to be popular this year. After he sighed helplessly, he got up and walked to the back door of the classroom.

Before he reached the door, he was dragged out by the collar. Lin Jian, who had been paying attention to the situation outside, stood up immediately.

"What's the matter with you?" Cheng Tiao looked at the other party curiously, and he couldn't fail to see this kind of provocation.

One of the male classmates with dyed hair sneered and patted his face: "Boy, if you are sensible, you can apologize to my brother, or you will suffer a lot if you become a senior."

The school uniform was already a little loose, and Cheng Tiao didn't feel anything when he was stretched. He asked curiously, "Who is your brother?"

"Zhao Cheng from class five, I heard you are quite capable, you bully the less with the more." The senior sneered.

Cheng Tiao turned his head away and let out a muffled laugh: "That's right, I learned from you."

After saying that, he naturally pulled the hand off the collar, because the hand was so strong that the man's face turned pale from the pain.

"Fuck your mother, don't give me a damn face..." A boy was punched to the ground by Cheng Tiao before he could finish his sentence.

Cheng Tiao looked at those people with a gloomy expression: "It's best to keep your mouth clean."

As soon as they saw the attack outside, Lin Jian, Lin Gun, and Wei Lan all ran out, and other boys in the class also went to the back door one after another when they saw the movement.

A group of people gathered together, but the momentum alone still seemed to be there.

When people in other classes saw such a big commotion, they poked their heads out of curiosity to see what happened.

"Okay, you have the guts, wait for me." The boy with highlighted hair tapped Cheng Tiao's shoulder vigorously, then turned around and snorted coldly: "Let's go."

"…………"

Cheng Tiao looked at their leaving back expressionlessly, and his tense body relaxed a little.

He sighed helplessly, and glanced at the surveillance above: "Damn it, I must be forced to beat people under the surveillance. If anyone adjusts the surveillance, I will be miserable."

"What the hell, what a mouthful." Luo Qi looked at the backs of the group of people with some disgust and said.

He was sitting by the back door, and naturally heard the other party scolding Cheng Tiao, a bloody person couldn't stand it.

"Xiu'er, let's not be angry anymore." Lin Jian patted Cheng Tiao on the shoulder, half pushing and half hugging him back to his seat.

After returning to his seat, he used his mobile phone in the drawer to send a message to his front desk.

[Lin Shuai is very handsome: Old Wei, do you know that man? ]

[Murphy's Law: Zhao Cheng's cousin, who is in the third year of high school, seems to know people from outside the school society]

[Murphy's Law: In the past few days, let's follow Cheng Tiao closely, and don't let him stand alone. ]

[Lin Shuai is very handsome: Well, find a chance and beat up that idiot Zhao Cheng by the way. ]

[Murphy's Law: Yes. ]

Wei Lan and Lin Jian were in the same elementary school at the beginning, and later went to the same school in junior high school, but they were not in the same class, so they were considered strangers to each other.

Lin Jian was in the school grade at that time, and he was always No. 1 in the exams, so many students in poor classes wanted to threaten him to pass the answers.

Wei Lan still remembers the scene at that time. It was a sunny afternoon. Lin Jian, who looked weak and helpless, was blocked in an alley by several boys, forcing him to find a way to pass the answers to them during the exam. .

At that time, Lin Jian couldn't hold back his laughter on the spot, he said.

"Brothers, don't be like this. I'll give you the answer. I'm afraid that even with your IQ, you won't be able to copy it."

The words are very arrogant, but it really hurts to be punched. Lin Jian, who speaks very well, was pressed to the ground and beaten, and Wei Lan rushed forward because of his bravery, and successfully delivered the second drop of blood.

A week later, the two officially met each other at the same taekwondo gym in the city.

Thinking of those tragic experiences before, Wei Lan silently wiped his face, time can't make a dragon good, but it can turn a warrior into a dragon.

"Don't your hands hurt?" Lin Jian asked in a low voice, holding his tablemate's hands in both hands.

The punch just now made him feel bad, and Cheng Tiao's fair fingers turned red, which made him itchy with anger, thinking that the idiot who was beaten was too thick-skinned!

Cheng Tiao glanced at him in disgust, and pulled his hand out. He laughed and said, "If you really want to do something, don't worry about it. Your grades are so good. Don't punish me for a little mess, which will affect the score of the college entrance examination."

"What's a little shit, Xiu'er, you're a big deal." Lin Jian said aggrievedly.

Cheng Tiao patted his dog's head calmly, and comforted him, "Don't worry, I have a measure."

"You have a fart, don't be a hero. There are some real people here, don't pretend." Lin Jian was so angry that he bumped his head on his shoulder.

He couldn't understand the hot-blooded plots in TV dramas. He had to go alone when he had the opportunity to find someone. Isn't this looking for a beating?

Cheng Tiao smiled lightly and said, "I'm afraid that you guys will be inappropriate. If something happens, it will be very serious."

"Then why do you have a sense of proportion." Wei Lan said a little funny, just looking at Cheng Tiao's punch just now, he knew that it was a subconscious move without thinking at all.

There was a faint light in Cheng Tiao's eyes, and he showed an extremely confident smile.

The author has something to say: see this Cheng Tiao and comment, you will soon meet peach blossoms. #Chengju in the smoke#

Did you see it? (squinting smile)

Cheng Youyou's sense of proportion can be said to be very measured~

However, if this kind of thing happens on campus, everyone should tell the teacher as soon as possible, and try not to place orders before the matter is resolved, and be sure to tell the whole story to the parents.

Thanks to fly, w, Jin, Jin, and Jun Moxiao for their cute nutrient solution~