【Quick time travel】Push out the old attack every day

A few boys from outside the class came over and stopped outside the window, looking at the things inside, couldn't help being amused: "What's wrong with Jiang Ci?"

Zhou Huanjiang replied in a very loud voice: "Brother Ci is taking medicine!"

Who in the third middle school didn't know that the big brother Jiang Ci was most afraid of taking medicine, so he heard this suddenly, and came around to watch with interest, blocking the already narrow corridor.

Jiang Ci picked up the textbook on the table and threw it at him without raising his eyes. The force was not light, but Zhou Huanjiang nimbly dodged it.

"Brother Ci, I was wrong!" Zhou Huanjiang howled, then turned to look at Lin Jingjing, and continued to talk poorly, "I don't know if 999 cold medicine is also a medicine, it is so bitter, how can the honorable brother Ci take it."

"Press again." Jiang Ci gave Zhou Huanjiang a cold look.

Zhou Huanjiang raised his hand weirdly, and licked his mouth, promising that he would never speak again.

With clear-cut hands, he opened the box, took out a pack of 999 Ganmaoling Granules, tore open the opening and poured it all into the kettle.

"Jiang Ci, do you really want to eat?" A boy called out, and he could hear his concern.

The other boys persuaded: "It's better not to eat, take care of your body."

The boys tried to dissuade him, fearing that Jiang Ci would send him to the hospital for emergency treatment if he was not careful.

Jiang Ci's fear of taking medicine was widely spread.

This is because I didn't know about drug allergies when I was a child. I had a fever and took some antibiotics, but I almost didn't survive.

In recent years, he has been able to avoid taking medicine as much as possible, but now Jiang Ci will take medicine obediently.

Could it be that he was really seriously ill?

"Ah Ci, I don't know..." Lin Jingjing picked at his fingers, trying to remove the water bottle mixed with granules, but Jiang Ci dodged it.

Lin Jingjing is indifferent by nature, he doesn't care about gossip, he just keeps his ears shut every day, and only reads the books of sages and sages.

He was really tired from studying, so he silently watched Jiang Ci from behind for a while.

Lin Jingjing didn't know many of Jiang Ci's little habits or big things. He only knew that Jiang Ci was really good at studying, and he was an invisible god of learning.

The teachers probably knew a little bit about it. Every time Jiang Ci took the exam, they only did some extremely difficult big questions, and didn't write multiple choice questions or fill in the blanks.

If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't bring his own test paper, but borrowed Jiang Ci's test paper, and the answers to the questions on the test paper were clearly thought out, and the key points were written everywhere, Lin Jingjing would also think that Jiang Ci was difficult to learn.

Looking at the test paper with full marks, Lin Jingjing felt a little sad.

Even though he studied hard, he still couldn't catch up with Jiang Ci.

He just wants to go to the same university as Jiang Ci...

Jiang Ci tilted his head, his eyes were ignorant and pure like a baby's, and his cool gaze swept across the boys watching, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "I've never seen a sick person take medicine, what are you doing here, are you looking for fuck?" ?”

The boys let out a long 'hush', and some boys gave winks without thinking too much about it: "Only for brother Ci."

Jiang Ci laughed and cursed: "Fuck, it's itchy."

Zhou Huanjiang responded with a thick skin: "That's right, who are you burying with your words? If Brother Ci wants to fuck, he's going to fuck me."

After taking a sip of cold spirit, Jiang Ci raised his eyelids and kicked Zhou Huanjiang's buttocks: "You son of a bitch, get out of here."

The boys huddled into a group and made nasty jokes, which made the girls whose eyes were glued to this place blush.

Men in the north have a lot of lust, they speak straightforwardly, and they can soar to the sky when they open their throats.

Lin Jingjing was squeezed among a group of northern boys, and he had nowhere to hide.

The loud voices in the ear were louder than the other, making the ears buzzing.

Fortunately, when the class bell rang, the boys dispersed, in twos and threes, crossing back to class with their shoulders crossed.