Milk dog school bully slaps the face every day

After Jiang Li finished writing, he quietly pushed the sticky note to the middle of Ning Zhen's textbook. Ning Zhen lowered his eyelids, glanced at it, and took the sticky note to the side of the desk against the wall.

Ning Zhen sat inside against the wall, and Jiang Li sat outside against the corridor.Jiang Li didn't dare to make big movements to reach for the sticky note, so he had to write a new one and push it over.

[The cold war is the behavior of children. 】

Ning Zhen sneered, and replied below: [I am three years old. 】

Jiang Li: "..."

He couldn't help but want to crumple the note into a ball and throw it on Ning Zhen's head, but his task has not been completed, and he can't do it yet.

Jiang Li decided to hold back the breath for the time being, and when the task was completed, he immediately gave Ning Zhen a sack to beat him up.

As for the sticky note... Ning Zhen's handwriting is handsome and elegant, and Jiang Li secretly wanted to keep it.

So, as if nothing had happened, he pressed the note under the practice questions on the side of the desk near the corridor, and he wanted to hide it privately after Ning Zhen left.

At noon, Jiang Li went to the cafeteria to have lunch with the younger brothers from the class upstairs, mainly to listen to the younger brothers boasting about how exciting and awesome the new venue of Fengxing Club is.

Tao Xin sighed: "Brother Jiang, it's a pity that you didn't go. Do you still remember Lin Lancheng from the experimental middle school who competed with us last time? He also went, but he was so arrogant that I was so angry." Yo."

Meng Siyuan echoed: "That is, if Brother Jiang goes, he will never be arrogant. With his little skills, he can still make a splash in front of Brother Jiang? Just kidding!"

Jiang Li felt a sudden pain in his head, put down his chopsticks and said, "Okay, don't talk about it. The more you talk, the more it hurts your heart."

The two quickly shut their mouths and buried their heads in cooking.

After eating, the three of them walked to the dormitory building together.

"Brother Jiang, do you have physical education class this afternoon?" Tao Xin asked suddenly.

"How do you know?" Jiang Li asked in bewilderment, "I haven't memorized the class schedule myself."

"In the first class in the afternoon, our class will have physical education with your class, don't you know?" Tao Xin said sadly, "Brother Jiang, you don't care about our rare opportunity to have class together."

Jiang Li rubbed the goosebumps on his arms: "Just get on it, is there anything special to remember?"

"Although we are not the same physical education teacher, our physical education teachers are all competitive." Meng Siyuan said pointedly, "In the afternoon, our two classes will have a fierce basketball game."

Tao Xin nodded frantically: "Brother Jiang, I'm sorry, the two of us may have to be enemies with you temporarily. We are in two camps, and I can't betray my class..."

Jiang Li slowly raised his left hand, waved it in front of the eyes of the two, and said with a deadly smile, "Look, what is this?"

Tao Xin's voice paused, and he stammered, "...hand."

As soon as Jiang Li's smile faded away, his face turned cold for a second: "Didn't you see such a big fucking wound?"

"But you don't need your left hand to play." Tao Xin scratched his hair, wondering.

"Ten fingers connected to the heart will affect my performance." Jiang Li left a cool sentence, turned and walked towards the corridor on the fourth floor.

Because they are not in the same class, Tao Xin and Meng Siyuan's dormitory is on the fifth floor, while Jiang Li's dormitory is on the fourth floor.

The dormitory of this group of day students is only used for lunch breaks. According to the principle that the same class is in the same dormitory, Jiang Li's roommates are his classmates... and deskmates.

Yes, he and his deskmate lived in this double dormitory that only had one lunch break every day.

The school teachers confidently believe that the short lunch break is not enough to cause minor friction between the bully and the god of learning. Even if there is, the god of learning can deal with the problem in the shortest possible time instead of using violence to solve the problem.

Jiang Li complained in his heart while opening the door, it's not because Ning Zhen, a student god, has a good temper that we don't know how to fight, but because I don't want to hurt his face.

Oh, that's not right, the main reason is that both of us are working hard to maintain the hypocritical illusion of "we are good brothers" in front of our parents, and no one wants to go through the gang and teach the two women a lesson.

Jiang Li opened the door and went in, and found that Ning Zhen was already in the dormitory. At this time, he was sitting at the desk with his back facing the door, writing something.

Sunlight fell on the desk through the window, the young man tilted his head slightly and wrote earnestly, showing a cold and jade-like side face, Jiang Li took out his mobile phone and secretly took a picture of this exquisite and beautiful scene.

The double dormitory in the No. [-] Middle School can be called a luxurious dormitory. There are two wardrobes on the left and one right on the dormitory, and two single beds with one side against the wall. Behind the end of the bed are two large desks. The desks are just under the windows, and the lighting is excellent.

Jiang Li took off his school uniform and put it on his chair, then lay down on the bed to prepare for his lunch break.

Seeing him coming back, Ning Zhen stopped what she was doing, took off her school uniform, put it on a chair, and went to lie down on the bed.

Jiang Li turned over, wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

The deadly enemy doesn't hate each other when they meet. He and Ning Zhen usually don't like each other and then ignore each other, but they will agree to each other when they have something to say.

But like today, when Ning Zhen clearly stated that he wanted to fight a cold war, Jiang Li felt very uncomfortable, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere.

Finally, after turning over for the eighth time, Jiang Li couldn't hold back and said, "Hello."

The dormitory was quiet and there was no response.

"Are you asleep?" Jiang Li asked tentatively again.

Still no response.

Jiang Li rolled his eyes and said, "Ningzhen the big turtle."

Ning Zhen turned over violently and said coldly, "Fall asleep."

Well, that's Ken chatting.

Jiang Li turned around excitedly, looked at Ning Zhen's back and said, "This afternoon, our class will have physical education class with Class [-]. I heard there will be a basketball game. Will you play?"

"Not interested." Ning Zhen continued to respond indifferently.

Jiang Li let out a desolate "Oh": "Okay. It's a pity that my hand hurts and I can't win honor for the class."

Ning Zhen turned his head unbearably and stared at Jiang Li: "You don't need to sleep?"

Jiang Li pursed his lips: "If you don't win, you won't win. Why do you turn your face around? As a class leader, you don't have any sense of collective honor. Tsk, it's not like our class can't win without you."

Ning Zhen didn't speak, and Jiang Li turned over to face the wall after he finished talking, ready to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a familiar tingling sensation like hot meat came from the right thigh.

Jiang Li felt cold all over, and a bad thought came to him, and he quickly took out his diary.

[February 2019, 2, sunny, Wednesday, today Ning Zhen still loves me very much.

Today is really sad and happy.After finally being able to run and exercise with Ning Zhenzhen, the tip of my nose is filled with the pleasant fragrance of the male god, and Ning Zhenzhen's breath is sprayed against my ears, which makes my heart tremble and my whole body tremble.

When I was about to fall, Ning Zhenzhen still hugged me and let me fall on him. This is not love!

Huh, it's just a pity that my hand was scratched, and I can't replace the class in the basketball game of Class [-] in the afternoon.I hope that the male god Ning Zhenzhen can play, I really want to see the male god play basketball ahhh, the male god must be very handsome playing basketball!

Task content: Temporary task, ask Ning Zhen to agree to participate in the basketball game.Punishment: The wound on the palm of the hand festered and developed pus for a week.Time limit: two hours.Reward: Unknown. 】

Jiang Li turned over and sat up, his palms festered for a week, so should he live?

Damn, when I have money, I must buy a diary that can release tasks 2 minutes earlier.Jiang Li gritted his teeth and thought, I just said something so unflattering, and then turned around and begged Ning Zhen to participate in the basketball game. Isn't this a slap in the face? !