The school grass is a girl [Transmigration Book]

There were only two people left in the activity room, Bai Xi and Chen Jingmo, one on the left and the other on the right, their swords drawn.

"If you have something to say, let me make it clear. I'm not interested in knowing your Nanluo rules, and I'm not interested in knowing about your playing school campus groups, and I'm not interested in going head on with you like a primary school student. Seventeen, People who are going to be adults soon, can you be more mature." After communicating with 002 in his mind, Bai Xi squeezed his fingers, feeling the physique and strength he was familiar with, and almost laughed out loud, oops, it seems that there will be more fights in the future. Fighting, this feels so damn good!

Because of Bai Xi's good mood, what she said was a little brisk, and it sounded a lot more arrogant.

It was really the first time for Chen Jingmo to meet someone who dared to be so arrogant in front of him. He thought he would never leave, he would fight. As long as he is in the school, whoever does not fall in love with him immediately?It's really strange that Bai Xi dared to take the initiative to provoke.

However, this strangeness did not change Chen Jingmo's original intention, but if Bai Xi could hold on later and not beg for mercy, he might give her a high regard and let her go.

"Don't say whether you are interested or not. You hit my person, which is equivalent to hitting me in the face. I can't justify it if I don't do something. So you have to fight today, or you have to fight if you don't fight, but I It doesn't look like you know how to fight, and what they said must be exaggerated, so I won't use my full strength, and it's fine to give them an explanation, how about it?"

After looking Bai Xi up and down, Chen Jingmo's hot-blooded brain calmed down a bit, and he hesitated a little, just such a weak guy, really put Jin Zhong and Huang Mao down?

Raising his eyebrows, Bai Xi looked at Chen Jingmo who silently put down his baseball bat, and waved his hand, "No, but there's not enough time now, how about this, at noon today, on our rooftop, you take the few minutes I played last time. Call everyone, if they want to explain, let them ask me, how about it?"

Bai Xi tried his best to preserve his physique for a while, so naturally he would not agree to Chen Jingmo's words. In addition, if he was beaten up for the sake of such a brat, where would his face go?Besides, if you really start to do it, maybe who is the grandson.

A little surprised by Bai Xi's words, Chen Jingmo looked at Bai Xi suspiciously, "You mean an offer?"

About to fight?Bai Xi curled her lips secretly, no, no, no, in fact, she just wanted to find an excuse with 002 so that she could use her current physique more.

I thought so in my heart, but I couldn't say it out of my mouth, so after Chen Jingmo finished speaking, Bai Xi nodded firmly, "It's twelve o'clock at noon, class starts at two o'clock in the afternoon, and there is still time for dinner."

"Oh, you still have the mind to eat," Chen Jingmo sneered, thinking about Bai Xi's identity as the youngest of the Bai family, and also understood Bai Xi's purpose for doing this, so he responded neatly, "Okay, then twelve o'clock, Whoever doesn't come is the grandson!"

As soon as Chen Jingmo finished speaking, the bell for the third class just rang. The third class was the Chinese teacher's business. The gun that hit him hit him, so he didn't stay much, and led the people away, and took away Jiang Zhiya who had been hopping around the door along the way.

The long-lost power returned to her body, and Bai Xi was in a very happy mood. She didn't want to waste the time borrowed from 002 in Tang Seng's Chinese class, so she made a decisive decision and skipped class.

Although basically the leadership team that often inspects the school did not dare to offend Bai Xi, but Bai Xi didn't want to be too public, so she didn't stay in the teaching building too much. As soon as Chen Jingmo and others left, she turned around and followed each other The air corridor connected everywhere reached the art building in the corner of the campus, and there were basically no people here.

On the other side, Bai Xi was running happily in the campus, as free as a bird out of the cage, but on the other side, it was not so easy.

When Chen Jingmo and the others returned to the classroom through the back door, the Chinese teacher's polished leather shoes also stepped into the territory of the second international class. The white shirt was tucked into the leather belt, holding a stack of test papers in his hand, and his gray hair was meticulous. Combing backwards, my non-myopic eyes swept across the class like a scanning machine.

"Has the monitor come back? Write down the names of those who didn't come to this class and didn't ask for leave, and those who are late, make two copies, one for me, and one for your class teacher!"

Fu Zuo stood up and gave a student salute, then looked around the class for a week, paused when he saw Bai Xi's empty seat, and then wrote down Bai Xi's name twice under the staring gaze of the Chinese teacher.

After getting the name, this Chinese class officially started in the Chinese Tang Seng's lecture.

"This old monk is still as perverted as ever, so I was puzzled. Has he not passed menopause yet?" Chen Jingmo, who was slapped by the Chinese teacher more than a dozen times in the first 2 minutes of class, took advantage of the teacher's turn to write on the blackboard , whispering quietly to Jiang Zhiya.

"Chen Jingmo! Let me catch you again, and you can go to your homeroom teacher for Chinese class!" Just as Chen Jingmo finished muttering, a piece of chalk flew over, rubbed Chen Jingmo's head, and hit Yu Mo's. before.

"I'll give you 10 minutes to complete the reciting tasks assigned on my blackboard. You can check each other at the front and back desks. I'll do random checks in 10 minutes. If you can't recite them, copy them [-] times. You must check the list, Chen Jingmo, Jiang Zhiya. "

The blackboard eraser was tapped on the lecture table, and the old Tang Seng's eyebrows were about to fly with anger.

Blocking it with a book, Chen Jingmo rolled his eyes at Old Tang Seng, then held the Chinese textbook, and was pulled back by Jiang Zhiya. Anyway, their front desk didn't dare to look back, and they had already discussed with the two rows in front .

"Why hasn't Bai Xi come back yet?" Jiang Zhiya discovered it when Fu Zuo registered his name before, and gave Chen Jingmo a hard look, "Why are you crazy? Why did Bai Xi provoke you?"

Yu Mo, who was originally concentrating on petting cats, heard Jiang Zhiya's words, and looked up at Chen Jingmo with dark eyes.

Being stared at by two people like this, Chen Jingmo frowned unhappily, "She obviously hit me first, okay? Besides, I didn't do anything to her. I said I wanted to be singled out, but she made an offer After a fight, I went to class and I came back, she should be calling her father to get someone to go now."

"A date?" Jiang Zhiya and Yu Mo said in unison.

"Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? With Bai Xi's appearance, who do you think she can beat? Your younger brothers are all rough-skinned and thick-skinned. I think they deliberately use you as a gunman, pretending to be a tiger, trying to give you Bai Xi is so powerful, just a few of them, I still can't understand? I don't care, you are not allowed to touch Bai Xi!" Jiang Zhiya fried the pot on the spot, if she hadn't taken care of the old Tang monk sitting on the podium, she would have It is estimated that Chen Jingmo's collar has already been pulled.

Yu Mo didn't speak, but looking at it like that, it was rare to agree with Jiang Zhiya's words.

"Then Bai Xi didn't deny it. Besides, she will definitely bring someone along for a fight, and it's not her in person. Why are you in a hurry?" When Jiang Zhiya said this, Chen Jingmo also felt that he was a little bit Bullying, the tone is lighter.

"That's not okay, you're not allowed to go." Jiang Zhiya stared.

Chen Jingmo had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and open the school forum of Nanluo School, "I have already released the news, and I have made an appointment. If I don't go, then who am I? It's okay, don't worry about it Now, I have a sense of propriety, I won't do anything to her, if she knows the time and doesn't go by herself, I won't pursue it anymore, is that okay?"

Nanluo's forum has already opened five or six thousand-story high-rise forum posts. The appointment between the young master of the Bai family and the boss of Nanluo is obviously enough to be topical, and some people have even prepared binoculars, and they are bound to witness this historic event with their own eyes. moment.

Seeing that Chen Jingmo had already taken a step back, and with the current situation, Jiang Zhiya had no choice but to look at Yu Mo, "Do you have Bai Xi's contact information? Just tell her quickly and tell her not to go. "

Under Jiang Zhiya's earnest gaze, Yu Mo looked at Chen Jingmo's phone screen with dark eyes, "If Bai Xi doesn't go, then what will happen to Bai Xicheng, she is the young master of the Bai family, do you think she won't go? "

In Nanluo, behind everyone, there is also a family, the face of the students, and from another aspect, it represents the face of the family, so no matter what, it is impossible for Bai Xi to be a deserter.

"Oh, why is it so troublesome?" Jiang Zhiya just thought of this, and glared at Chen Jingmo again, "It's all your fault!"

"The discussion is over, Chen Jingmo, Jiang Zhiya, Yu Mo, you three stand up and recite what I asked you to recite just now."

The three people were discussing in full swing, the old Tang monk sitting on the podium almost ate up the Chinese language book, he slapped the podium and clicked on the names of the three people.

Glancing at the recitation task on the blackboard, Yu Mo put his hand on the Chinese textbook that was not opened at all, pronounced the words clearly, and recited the whole text smoothly and fluently.

Chen Jingmo & Jiang Zhiya: ...this dog!

The last question this time ended with Chen Jingmo and Jiang Zhiya Xiti copying the text fifty times.

On the other side, Bai Xi, who didn't know anything about it, was standing by the window on the fourth floor of the art building, leaning on the pillars in the corridor, looking at the figure in the room.

Flaming red dance clothes, slender limbs, graceful body curves, and waist-length hair. The half-covered curtains made the room half as dark as light. The figure stood at the junction of light and darkness, light and flexible. The dancing postures constantly shuttle between light and dark, and the visual impact of light and shadow is amazing.

In the end, all the movements stopped abruptly, and the figure was like a freeze frame, with its head down, standing on the light and dark line.

Bai Xi was a little puzzled, this dance was short of the last movement, why didn't this person dance anymore?

Before Bai Xi could finish his doubts, he saw the figure moving again, but it was not the movement that dance should have, but it was quickly approaching the window where Bai Xi was, holding the guardrail on the window with both hands, his eyes fixed He met Bai Xi's gaze.

Bai Xi:! ! !