I made the object green after respawn

Lu Meng waited all morning and didn't see Wen Jiu coming back to class. It wasn't until the second class in the afternoon that he appeared in the classroom.Lu Meng held her breath all morning. Now that she came back, she immediately got up and went out. While walking to the rooftop, she sent her a message: Waiting for you upstairs.

Lu Meng lit a cigarette, and just after taking a few puffs, Wen Jiu came up.

It came quickly.

Lu Meng took a cigarette and handed it over, and said straight to the point: "I think we need to clarify our employment relationship and your responsibilities."

Wen Jiu took the cigarette, took a puff and looked at Lu Meng. For some reason, looking at her serious face, Wen Jiu couldn't help but want to laugh. She covered the slightly upturned corner of her mouth with the hand holding the cigarette and signaled Lu Meng to continue. .

"First of all, you can't just take your salary and do nothing. I don't want to restrict you, but you are in school for a few hours a day. Where can I find you when I need you?!"

"Also, we have to make a confession, in case the truth is revealed..."

"There are so many things to do?" Wen Jiu interrupted the chattering Lu Meng.

"That's a lot?"

Lu Meng felt that her patience was disappearing bit by bit. She was not so irritable before. She didn't seem to be very interested in anything before, but after being with Zhang Siliang, every time she had a problem , she seems to be particularly irritable, and as time goes by, her patience with other things gradually decreases.

"I went back to sleep after eating in the morning. I thought I just need to give you a nominal partner."

Wen Jiu's sudden explanation extinguished the little fire that had just risen in Lu Meng's heart instantly, and half of the irritable mood disappeared: "Then you have too relaxed breakfast."

"I'll try to come over in the morning as much as possible." Wen Jiu left after speaking.

Lu Meng stood there by herself, no, she didn't say anything, this "talk" is meaningless!

Lu Meng didn't see Wen Jiu when she returned to the classroom. There was no one in her seat before she came, and it didn't make any difference whether there was anyone or not after she came.

"Going to smoke again."

As soon as she sat down, Yu Qingfeng came up to take a sniff. Lu Meng stuck out her tongue at her, took a book from the table and stood in front of her, propping her chin in a daze.

"Qianqian, I want to ask you something." Lu Meng grabbed Jiang Qianqian, who was about to go to the bathroom during recess, and said, "The one sitting behind you, is it really okay for her to skip class every day?"

As soon as he said the words, he was surrounded by three people, and Yu Qingfeng shook his head: "Where are you going, you still talk about others."

"I really know this. I heard from Lao Meng last time that she doesn't seem to be staying in our school for long."

Lu Meng also remembered that Wen Jiu did transfer to another school, but he didn't know when.

Jiang Qianqian continued: "Thinking about it, how can someone take the 670 exam and stay in the thirteenth high school for three years!"

"Then why did she come to No. [-] Middle School?"

Jiang Qianqian shook her head, she had never heard old Meng mention this.

Lu Meng also wanted to know that she came to No. [-] Middle School because she was so ambitious, and she only filled out No. [-] Middle School when she filled out her volunteer application. She didn't expect that she didn't pass the exam, and the schools that didn't have a bottom line could be her second and third choices. That's why she came here. Passed the thirteenth middle school.

But Wen Jiu, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a proud and conceited person, and her score is enough to make her aim high.

Now Lu Meng is a little unsure whether asking her for help will be effective, and besides the rooftop, Lu Meng doesn't know anything about Wen Jiu except smoking, so he still needs to find a chance to ask.

After listening to what Jiang Qianqian said, and seeing Wen Jiu's empty seat, it seemed nothing strange, and Zhang Siliang hadn't made any further moves since adding Lu Meng's WeChat.

Zhang Siliang is like this. After she achieves her goal, she will not push her every step of the way, making people feel that she has other plans. After a while, she will find another reason to slowly narrow the distance between you and her. People feel a little disgusted, she is like a very patient fisherman, laying out the net, luring you to the center of the net step by step, and finally closing the net slowly.

Lu Meng has been trapped in this net for five years. From being ignorant at the beginning to becoming clear later, she has already figured out this net clearly.

The evening self-study in the first year of high school is relatively free, and there is no teacher sitting in class.But there are very few people skipping classes in the evening self-study, because everyone gathers in twos and threes to chat and play around, which is much more interesting than skipping classes.

Yu Qingfeng, who had just returned from the office, patted Lu Meng who was meditating on his stomach wearing headphones: "Old Meng is looking for you."

Lu Meng walked out of the noisy classroom and took off his earphones, only then did he feel a little clean.

"Lu Meng, come here, I have a task for you."

Lu Meng took the paper from Lao Meng, "Campus Singer Contest"?So soon to the Campus Singer Contest?

"Lu Meng, you see that you are the class monitor, so you can make arrangements for this matter. When the time comes, fill it out and give it to me, and I will report it."

Lao Meng likes to leave everything to her as the "squad leader", and Lu Meng sometimes feels that he, the head teacher, also asks her to do it well.Lu Meng returned to the classroom with the registration form, and Xue Qingqing took the paper from behind as soon as he sat down.After watching it, he looked at Lu Meng excitedly: "Campus Singer Contest? Lu Meng, do you want to participate? Let me replace you."

"Old Meng asked me to find someone to participate."

"Why don't you let me be responsible, am I not a literary and art committee member!" Xue Qingqing said while taking out a pen and preparing to write his name on the paper.

But her pen didn't even touch the paper and took the registration form away: "Maybe Lao Meng is afraid that you will fill it out by yourself before giving it to me."

Xue Qingqing wanted to snatch the registration form again, but Jiang Qianqian pressed it down: "Qingqing, for the sake of our class honor, let's give the opportunity to others."

After talking about Jiang Qianqian, she was held back. Lu Meng took the registration form and asked symbolically. Sure enough, there was no other person in the class who wanted to register except Xue Qingqing who responded positively.

"Otherwise, you can do it by yourself, you don't sing very well."

"Yes, yes." Jiang Qianqian, who was still held down, raised her hands with difficulty: "I agree with what Qingfeng said."

Lu Meng shook her head resolutely. It's impossible. In her last life, it was because of this competition that she had more chances to meet Zhang Siliang. This time, she couldn't participate no matter what she said. She couldn't even hide in time. How could she catch up? Send yourself to her.

Lu Meng took the registration form and looked around, ready to pick a lucky one. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the table behind Jiang Qianqian and the others.

Lu Meng has no other skills. She loves to hold grudges and she ranks second, and no one dares to rank first.

She took the pen on Xue Qingqing's desk, and wrote Wen Jiu's name neatly in the name column of the registration form without hesitation.

"No, write about Wen Jiu?"

"Isn't it too good that the family is not here?"

"And I don't know if they can sing?"

Lu Meng smiled slightly, and put away the registration form: "She looks like she can sing well~~ Always make some contributions to the class~~"

The three of them shuddered when they heard Lu Meng's tone. When did Wen Jiu offend this ancestor?