School grass he is too good

Ever since Lu Manyao talked with Zhao Baizhou, the seniors basically never came to find Chengjuan again. Although they didn't know what happened, it still saved a lot of trouble.

But since then, a group of people have come to him, usually for girls who want to give love letters or confession. We all know that Cheng Tiao's contact information is very easy to ask for, but you don't know if he will get back to you or not.

This kind of harassment made me sit at the back door angrily. Luo Qi, who was stabbed in the back every day, became a little annoyed. He just stuck a piece of copy paper on the back door, with a line of big characters clearly written in black and white. .

Puppy love is not a good way!

Although this move was too vicious, it did scare away many shy little girls.

Although the leaders passing by the patrol didn't know who came up with this method, they felt that it was quite effective.

So I don't know when it started, a similar big newspaper was pasted on the door of every class on the whole floor, and there were even a few famous quotes and a small piece of chicken soup under the line.

When Cheng Tiao was idle and bored one day, he even went to the door of each class to read all the chicken soup.

Time passed quickly, for example, now that Lao Bai had already collected the volunteer form for the arts and sciences department on the podium, Cheng Tiao realized that he forgot to take this thing home on the weekend.

He hurriedly filled in all the things that could be filled in, but his pen stopped when he was in the parent's opinion column.

"Lin Jian, let's change places, I'll make a call." He pushed Lin Jian beside him and whispered.

Lao Bai is still helping other students who are hesitant to analyze the situation of arts and sciences, so he probably can't take care of him for a while.

After Lin Jian got up, Cheng Tiao sat in his seat and pulled the curtain to cover himself.

Mrs. Lin, who was watching a TV series with Mr. Cheng at home, suddenly received a call from Cheng Tiao. She glanced at her husband with some doubts, and then muted the TV.

"It's Tiaotiao." Ms. Lin said in a low voice.

Mr. Cheng frowned slightly: "Why can't he come to me for something?"

After the call was connected, Cheng Tiao's somewhat embarrassed voice sounded from the phone: "Auntie, I have something to ask you."

"Tell me." Ms. Lin replied softly.

"It's just that I'm going to be divided into subjects now, and the parent's signature is required on the voluntary form." Cheng Tiao said a little embarrassed.

Ms. Lin understood a little better, and she asked softly, "Did you forget to get your signature back during the weekend? Are you in a hurry at school now? Is it too late for me to call your father to sign for you right away?"

"No, I can sign it myself, I just want to ask what my dad's name is." Cheng Tiao's sincere and honest words were like a heavy hammer hitting Mr. Cheng's chest.

Ms. Lin couldn't help turning her head to look at Mr. Cheng who had gradually petrified beside her, and patted his thigh to express comfort.

Lin Jian looked at the ball in the curtain in disbelief. Although he really didn't mean to eavesdrop on the other party's phone call, after all, the distance between the two was so close, so they could hear something no matter what.

He felt that Cheng Youwei's situation could be said to be very complicated. He couldn't even remember his father's name, so he had to call his aunt to ask.

"Your father's name is Cheng Shaoming!"

Cheng Tiao hissed, and silently held the phone away from his ears. He didn't expect that his father didn't go to work at home.

After the other side quieted down, he said cautiously, "Which two words are they?"

"........."

After handing in the letter of intent, Cheng Tiao breathed a sigh of relief, but Lin Jian leaned his head on his arm with a look of reluctance: "Xiu'er, we will be divided into classes next semester, I really miss you. "

Cheng Tiao chose the liberal arts class as he expected, which didn't surprise him. Liberal arts is actually not much easier than science, and even more brain-intensive, but it is suitable for him who is willing to work hard at the same table. and good memory.

Wait a minute, does his deskmate really have a good memory?Lin Jian suddenly felt a little confused.

"That's really great, I can finally change my deskmate." Cheng Tiao stretched out his hand and pushed his head away.

The inner pressure of being at the same table with Lin Jian is really not so great. Just imagine, when you score more than ten or twenty points in each monthly exam than before and still feel a little happy.

Your deskmate is holding your nearly perfect paper, and praises from the bottom of your heart that you have made great progress, and his tone will be particularly exaggerated, as if the person who took the first place in the whole test is like you.

If Cheng Tiao didn't know what kind of temperament this guy was, he would definitely think that the other party was mocking him.

"Don't you really feel sad at all?" Lin Jian looked at him with heartache.

Knowing that this idiot had started to fall ill again, Cheng Tiao had no intention of responding to him at all, not to mention that the two of them are still in the same dormitory, so what's so sad.

He calmly crossed his legs and looked at the new English weekly newspaper. He also took a sip of wine from time to time, looking quite calm and leisurely.

At present, besides the key point of voluntary filling by subject, there is another thing that everyone pays more attention to, that is, the graduation party of the third year of senior high school is officially available for registration.

The school has a requirement that each class must produce at least two programs and submit them. Of course, it is not certain whether the programs will be selected or not.

"Cheng Tiao, you can just apply for one, and Lin Jian, you are the same, you are the two major façades of our class! Our class has specially delayed handing in the registration form for you two." The little witch held The project participation form for the graduation party of the third year of high school begged the two of them.

As the best friend of the entertainment clerk, she shoulders the task of persuading the two classmates to attend the party.

Lin Gun turned his head with some dissatisfaction: "Little witch, I don't like what you said. What do you mean by the two of them, um, um... um!"

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by Wei Lan, and Wei Lan persuaded earnestly: "Hey, let's not humiliate ourselves at this time, okay?"

"Then I'll sign up to sing, I think I sing really well!" Lin Jian took the registration form from the little witch's hand with great interest and filled in her talent and name.

He can't wait to get on stage and sing a song!

"Wow." Cheng Tiao's eyes widened in amazement, and he couldn't help but click his tongue a few times: "If you are confident that you can be eaten as food, you will definitely be able to feed the entire country."

After finishing the registration form, Lin Jian poked Cheng Tiao's dimples with the pen cover in dissatisfaction: "Xiu'er, what do you mean by that? I'm also one of the top ten singers, okay!"

"Are there ten people who signed up?" Cheng Tiao asked curiously.

Lin Jian felt the deep malice from his deskmate, he glanced at the time on the other's watch, and decided not to talk to this ruthless fellow before class.

The little witch handed the report to Cheng Tiao, pleading written all over her face.

Cheng Tiao was still a little hesitant in his heart, but he still didn't want to let the other party go for nothing, so he picked up a pen and asked, "Can I report anything?"

The little witch nodded quickly. She felt that with Cheng Tiao's appearance, many people would be willing to watch even if she stood on the platform for a few minutes.

After Cheng Tiao returned the registration form to her, her face was filled with indescribable shock. The little witch walked towards her best friend with a dazed expression, and handed the registration form to her.

"Little witch, you are amazing!" Ling Yue hugged her excitedly, and took the registration form with both hands. She was a little curious about what the two handsome guys in the class would apply for.

She wasn't very surprised when she saw Lin Jian's singing, she was surprised that the other party did seem to be a person who could sing, and when her eyes fell on Cheng Tiao's line, her face froze all of a sudden.

Ling Yue looked at the little witch in disbelief, and said in shock: "Is he serious?"

The little witch slowly closed her eyes, and nodded with some difficulty.

When the application form was handed over to the examiner, the teacher looked at someone on the application form and fell into a brief thought, and finally carefully ticked off the other party's preliminary review.

The preliminary review list for the graduation party is as follows [Senior Year]

*The host of Changqing, Class [-] and Class [-] (Pending trial)

*The host of Lu Manyao, Class [-], Senior One (pending trial)

*The host of Ziluo, Class [-], senior high school (pending trial)

Qi Feng Folk Dance in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School (pending trial)

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Luo Qi rap in class one, senior one (pending trial)

Essay by Wei Lan, Lin Gun, and Lin Chen in Class One, Senior One (pending trial)

Lingyue and Baixing song and dance performance of class [-], senior one (pending review)

Lin Jian singing in class one, senior one (pending trial)

Grade one class Cheng dances Tai Chi sword

People who pass by the bulletin board and see this list usually get their attention drawn to the last one on the list, not because they are curious about why the word pending is not added to the other party's performance.

It's because, when the name Cheng Tiao and Tai Chi Sword appeared together, there were so many fucking flaws!

The author has something to say: Lin Jian: Is this Tai Chi sword the kind used in square dancing?

Cheng Tiao: ...

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