Chapter three hundred and eighty third late zheng 17(2/2)
Zhong Shengwan returned to the dormitory listlessly all the way. As soon as she entered her cell phone, her cell phone rang.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
It was the voice of WeChat, and she was too lazy to care about it.
She didn't sleep well last night, and her head hurt a little. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes.
Just as I closed my eyes, my phone rang again.
She closed her eyes and took the phone out of her school uniform pocket, cut open the screen, squinted her eyes and looked over...
This made her jump out of the bed.
The information was from Xu Jingzheng, and there were two in total.
The first one, “The bell sounds late!”
The exclamation mark behind clearly expresses his dissatisfaction.
She didn't read the first one at that time, so he gave her another one...
“It’s fun?”
Is this the painting she left for him?
Zhong Shengwan's mood instantly improved.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
She sat cross-legged on the bed, like a little hen ready to fight, her fingers kept typing on the keyboard of her phone, "I'm happy, do you care?"
I guess I was so angry that I almost returned instantly.
"Don't mess with me again in the future!"
Zhong Shengwan was angry as soon as he saw it, "What do you want?"
This time, Xu Jingzheng did not return her.
Zhong Shengwan hates this feeling of being neither up nor down. He wants to vent his anger but can't find a vent.
She was so angry that she beat the bed with her fists. Just as she was pounding her hard, Ji Qiushui came in with breakfast.
She asked her, "What's wrong with you?"
"fine."
Zhong Shengwan got out of bed with his cell phone, walked to the table and started having breakfast.
Ji Qiushui bought her a small bun, red bean porridge and tea eggs. She peeled the tea eggs while saying to Ji Qiushui beside her, "I won't need to make up for the lessons from today."&1t;i>&1t;/i>
"Why?"
"That bad guy Xu Jingzheng," Zhong Shengwan gritted his teeth, "We quarreled last night."
Ji Qiushui, "I said, I felt something was wrong when you came back last night, and I didn't even ask you."
Then she asked her, "Why are you quarreling?"
"He's just a lunatic," Zhong Shengwan was so angry that he bit off half of the tea egg. "He asked me to do the wrong questions in the number study questions last night. I don't know, so he became popular."
"That's it?"
"Well, isn't it very inexplicable?"
"If you know, what lessons will he give you?" Ji Qiushui couldn't figure it out, "I feel that this person is quite difficult for people to get close to."
"He's just a lunatic, and I won't want to pay attention to him again."
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Ji Qiushui asked her again, "Will you not make up for it in the future?"
"I don't know, Luo Xiao will probably arrange someone to make up for me again."
"Okay, no matter who it is, as long as you can improve your grades."
Zhong Shengwan looked depressed, and even the Xiaolongbao that he liked very much was lost.
After breakfast, the two went to the classroom.
When you go to the classroom, you have to pass through the third class classroom. When the bell passed by the corridor of the third class classroom, you unconsciously slowed down.
There were many boys standing in the corridor. She looked up and didn't see the person. So she took a sneak peek as she passed the window next to the back door.
There was no one on the table, and Xu Jingzheng hadn't come yet.
Withdrew his gaze, Zhong Shengwan held Ji Qiushui all the way into the classroom of Class 2.
......
Xu Jingzheng went to the market to buy a bottle of water. When he came out of the market, he saw the bell ringing at the end of the teaching building. The severity on his feet unconsciously slowed down.
The two of them have always maintained a distance of not too far, she is in front and he is behind.
He watched her talk and laugh with her deskmate around her, and his face gradually darkened.
It seems that not making up for her, it seems to be a very happy thing?
Since he was so unwilling to ask him to make up for the lessons, what red eyes were when he refused to give her another lesson last night?
He thought...
never mind!
In this way, the two of them went up to the third floor one after another. Xu Jingzheng handed in his school uniform pants pocket and carrying the bottle of water in the other hand, and landed far behind.
When Zhongsheng passed by the back door of shift three in the evening, he happened to look up and saw her pretending to take a look at the seat of his desk inadvertently.
In an instant, I felt much better after being depressed for a morning.
What to look at?
See if he is here?
What else do you want to do?
draw?
When Xu Jingzheng thought of painting, his mood fell down instantly.
Chapter completed!