Teacher, she snatched my milk tea!

When Ji Xiran came out of the bathroom yawning, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Wen Xinyan had already dried her hair, and she was sitting on the sofa watching her bear come and go, but with her body there, she didn't know if her mind was there.

When he saw her coming out, he gently reminded, "Your cell phone has rang more than twenty times."

It is estimated that her family members were mad when they saw that she hadn't come back after twelve o'clock.

Ji Xiran turned on the phone, and sure enough, more than 20 missed calls were from her parents.

She called back, reported safety and lied casually that she was staying at Lu Wanwan's house. After explaining clearly, she hung up the phone.

The time slowly reached 12:30, and when she dried her hair, the person sitting on the sofa showed no signs of going to sleep.

Ji Xiran looked at the luxurious big bed in the center, then at the girl who seemed to be lingering with the sofa until she got old, yawned and said, "I'm going to sleep, there's medicine there, you... just apply it yourself."

She slowly climbed onto the bed, regardless of whether that person wanted to sleep or not, she just rolled into the bed to have her sweet dream.

Just before she had a date with Zhou, the girl suddenly said, "Thank you."

Hmm...haven't I already said thank you, how much should I thank you?

Ji Xiran couldn't open his eyes, and didn't bother to open them, so he replied with a "hmm" and slowly fell asleep.

The sound of breathing from the bed gradually became even. At first, Wen Xinyan was still counting the sound of her exhalation to find the pattern inside, but then she felt that she was too stupid, so she got up and came to the bed, looking at her sleeping like a baby Ji Damei looked at it intently, and she didn't know how long she looked at it until a chill came from her body, which made her wake up as if she had just woken up from a dream, and she also lifted the quilt and got in.

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Wen Xinyan, who has always had a good sixth sense, looked at the wall and was late!

"Hmm..." Miss Ji in the quilt was having some sweet dreams, not only did she not wake up, but the corners of her mouth curled up into a sweet smile, and she turned over while hugging the quilt.

Although she couldn't bear to destroy people's dreams, Wen Xinyan looked at the hour hand above her head, lay down, and shouted into Miss Ji's ear, "Get up! Bed! It's time!"

"what--"

What responded to her was Ji Xiran's frantic screams when he woke up from fright, and the tragic scene of falling to the ground.

"You—" waves of pain came from her precious buttocks, making Ji Xiran feel aggrieved, tears of pain welled up in his eyes, and he looked at another beautiful face accusingly, "Early in the morning What are you talking about! Scaring ghosts!"

Wen Xinyan was very innocent, she pointed to the wall slightly, and the pointer on it had already pointed to Jiu. "It's going to be late."

Only then did Ji Xiran's blank expression change.Then, Wen Xinyan saw that the face of the legendary beauty Ji Damei turned from red to blue like a change of face in a Beijing opera, and then, a deeper scream broke out, "Why are you late! It's all about Are you absent from class?"

This is the second class, don't go to school anymore, just wait to stand under the flagpole, shoulder to shoulder with the sun!

When Ji Xiran desperately rode his little electric donkey and drove classmate Wen all the way to school, it was already time for morning exercises.

More than 6000 students watched helplessly as the two of them broke through the speed limit railing, flew to the lawn next to the side gate railing, and fell in all directions.

The dean who had just emphasized the discipline of going to and from school just turned black, and the two of them's names appeared on the school's radio. Immediately, the two of them were blacklisted together and were taken back for education by their respective head teachers.

When Ji Xiran was released from the office by the hard-working head teacher, there was a crowd of gossiping people around the door of the classroom.

Miss Ji pretended she didn't see it, and rubbed her eyes.She was a bit of a bedfellow, and didn't sleep well last night.Now with a pair of deep dark circles.It's probably ugly.

PHS Lin Xiaojian, who is known as the "shunfeng ear" in the class, rushed up all of a sudden, holding a geography book rolled into the shape of a microphone in his hand, and interviewed her excitedly, "Ximei, I heard that you and Wen Xinyan had an appointment to chat with each other last night. My hair is gone, may I ask if this is real or fake?"

"Go, go, go and memorize it, what kind of plane are you doing?" Ji Xiran was invulnerable, and he was a bit like a female devil who asked them to learn how to make progress every day, which made this group of people scratch their heads in anxiety.

It's not easy to start from Ji Xiran's side, so we can only start from Wen Meiren's side.

On the matter of gossip, all the students in the school worked together, and their enthusiasm was no less than when they learned that the Spring Festival would make up classes and they collectively opposed it.

Soon, there was a gossip from Wen Xinyan's classmate in the science class that Wen Xinyan had obvious scars on her body.

This time, it confirmed the fact that Ji Xiran asked Wen Xinyan out last night to gossip.

Suddenly, Ji Xiran became the target of public criticism.There is no way, who let the rumors that the relationship between her and Wen Xinyan is not good spread throughout the whole high school, besides, no one saw the tragic scene of Miss Wen being besieged, so of course it must be a good thing that Miss Ji did.

After all, in people's impression, Wen Xinyan is a bit gentle and quiet, even introverted and weak. Poor Ji Xiran is labeled as a hot-handed destroyer by the general public because of her relatively outgoing personality.

In the hearts of the boys, Ji Xiran has been reduced from a good housewife to a jealous mistress, but in the eyes of the girls, she has become a poisonous woman.

As for herself, Miss Ji still doesn't know anything, and while listening to the class happily every day, her mind wanders from time to time, thinking about what kind of milk tea she will drink and what she will eat after school today.

Although the liberal arts class and the science class are in the same building, I don’t know if the principal wants to create a sense of distance to reduce the frequency of some young couples, so let the students of the two subjects stand opposite each other. Ji Xiran’s liberal arts class is in Next door to the senior one teaching building, there is a big courtyard between their science classes, especially the experimental class.Moreover, in order to prevent students from communicating with each other, the school set up two fences at the end of the arts and science classes.

Yes, that's right, two iron fences.

locked.

It is poured with melted molten iron mixed with copper juice.

Even if ten Xiang Yu, who is capable of uplifting mountains and unparalleled in the world, come over, they can't stop breaking.

Life locked hope, locked the flame of love.

It's like the galaxy that cut off the friendship between the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. How many boys' feelings were ruined on this side, and how many girls' hearts were broken on the other side.

But the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall. You have your ladder to cross the wall and I have my Zhang Liangji.No matter how shrewd the leaders in the school are, how can it be so easy for the students who are bathed in the sunshine of the 21st century to be defeated by this difficulty?

I don’t know who discovered it first, but since the students with high floors, especially the male science students who go up from the fourth floor, they were pleasantly surprised to find that by taking advantage of the high floor, they can see the beautiful sisters and sisters in the liberal arts class studying. Afterwards, the news quickly spread among the science classes like lingering flames.

Afterwards, the boys flocked to the seat by the window overnight. They even gritted their teeth and endured being forced to sit in the front and endure the spout of saliva from the physics teacher.

Wen Xinyan doesn't want to fall in love for the time being, but several boys in her class have already used this to spy on the appearance of the girl they like, and after finding out their preferences, they attacked the next base with a swift and fierce offensive.

Sometimes she is too tired from reading, so she can't help turning her head to look at the window to relieve her tired eyes.

And on such a bright and sad winter afternoon, the day after she was beaten and rescued, when she looked around, she happened to see Miss Ji resting her chin on her left hand and holding a pencil in her right hand, Look up, bow your head, write and draw on the paper seriously.

The sun shone on Miss Ji's face, even though they were five meters away, Wen Xinyan could still see her long, slowly flapping eyelashes.

If a metaphor was used in writing, Wen Xinyan would definitely say this when describing the situation at that time: her long, constantly moving eyelashes are like a small brush, It is also like the wings of a colorful butterfly constantly flapping, brushing against my heart again and again.

But apart from writing essays, Wen Xinyan generally dislikes using such nasty words.

The science experimental class is on the sixth floor, and the liberal arts class is on the third floor. I don't know what kind of coincidence the teacher arranged for her and Ji Xiran to sit by the window at the same time, let alone what kind of coincidence made her see her right away. .

In a trance, she remembered the love poem that Xu Zhimo probably would have called nasty after reading it when she copied it in order to get a high score in the composition.

I see you in my eyes and put you in my heart.