Qin Zhiyuan and Qiao Fan

The north wind danced wildly outside the window, and a few small, unknown, bare saplings seemed to fall down at any time under the ravages of the north wind. Qiao Fan stared out of the classroom window, feeling that his heart was also swaying with the saplings.

After roughly pulling his hair a few times, Qiao Fan sighed inwardly.Thinking that the number in the bank card can be easily supported until next year's college entrance examination, I feel relieved.

This class is a self-study class, many students are buried in their heads asleep, and some impassioned activists are talking about it. Only a very small number of students are studying hard for next year's college entrance examination. Qiao Fan's grades have always been very good, so the usual Qiao Fan is This is one of the very few, but since Lao Jiang had a serious talk with Qiao Fan just now, Qiao Fan has been very irritable in his heart.

Lao Jiang was originally Qiao Fan's class teacher in the second year of high school. He was a handsome old man with a bad temper, but he was very caring and responsible for the students.After discussion, the school leaders felt that the responsible Lao Jiang was very qualified to be the head teacher of the third year of senior high school, and it was logical that Lao Jiang became Qiao Fan's head teacher again.

What Lao Jiang talked to Qiao Fan was mainly about the need to attend school evening self-study classes. This may not be difficult for other students, but Qiao Fan relies on working in school at night to earn his own living expenses, so he is unwilling to resign from this job. A job that pays well.

But this time, Lao Jiang was very firm. He said: "The third year of senior high school is almost halfway through. Although our school's enrollment rate is not very good, the school also stipulates that senior high school students must study by themselves at night, so no amount of accommodation can be done.

Although Lao Jiang also implicitly expressed that he could help him, Qiao Fan was unwilling and refused firmly.

"I'll finish this month. It's already the 25th. At least I have to get this month's salary. I can't do this month for nothing." Qiao Fan said sincerely to Lao Jiang.

"No, today is the last night, you go to resign, tomorrow you have to study by yourself at night." Lao Jiang's attitude is very firm.

"If you really don't agree, then I have no choice but to skip class and let the school punish me." Qiao Fan said roguely, "Anyway, I have to finish this month!"

"You brat, why are you as stubborn as a donkey!" Lao Jiang shouted impatiently, "Okay, okay...you get out, if you get out of the top five in the final exam, I'll kill you little boy!" Bitch."

"Thank you, Lao Jiang." Qiao Fan withdrew, "I promise you will be in the top five of your grade, just look at it."

Back in the classroom, Qiao Fan put away the indifference he pretended to face Lao Jiang.

"What's the matter, Miss Qiao?" Luo Gang, who finally got to be at the same table with Qiao Fan, elbowed Qiao Fan, "Since you were summoned by Comrade Jiang, you are not in the right state."

"Gangzi, you're fucking looking for death, right?" Qiao Fan growled, "How many times have I told you to call me a beauty, and I fucked you. I'm a man, and I'm a handsome man!"

"Oh, I'm so scared, pretty boy, you're going to fuck me soon," Luo Gang raised his hand and waved his orchid fingers, and said with a frown.

"You Li Kui's physique and acting like a baby will scare people to death, don't you know?" Qiao Fan said speechlessly.

"Then why don't you tell me what the fuck is going on." Luo Gang said seriously.

"It's okay, it's just a part-time job at the bar. Lao Jiang said that he must study by himself at night and can't go anymore." Qiao Fan said lying on the table.

"Fanzi, do you still consider me a friend?" Luo Gang suddenly became serious.

"What's the matter, my dearest friend?" Qiao Fan raised his head and laughed, "Do you need me to show my loyalty?"

"Qiao Fan, I'm serious," Luo Gang suddenly hesitated again, "Life...or what...difficulties..." Luo Gang didn't know how to say so as not to hurt Qiao Fan's sensitive and fragile body. self-esteem.

"Hey!" Qiao Fan patted Luo Gang, "Understood, worrying Uncle Luo, one day when I have no money and can't survive, I will definitely go to you."

Luo Gang actually knew, and Qiao Fan was just talking.

When the school bell rang, Qiao Fan grabbed his schoolbag and said, "Gangzi, I'm leaving first. After finishing this month, I will accompany you to study by yourself at night."

Luo Gang waved his hand, "Get lost, Qiao Meiren."

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