Bizarre Love

Naturally, it is impossible for Shu Yang to go to the hospital. Jiang Ren stopped early. He was fine.

However, everyone did not want to go home with Jiang Ren.

Jiang Ren was disgusted, but he didn't mind at all. He heard to Meng: "I'm going to school another day. May I bring you a gift?"

Meng heard that he didn't want it.

Jiang Ren didn't realize that he was disliked. They took a taxi back to the community, and he went back to his apartment.

When Meng Ting and Shu Yang returned home, Shu Yang asked her: "You and him..."

Meng Ting changed her shoes, and when Shu Yang saw that scene, she said nothing was good now. Meng Ting could only say softly: "I have a sense of measure."

Shu Yang looked down and stopped asking.

If this happened to Shu Lan, as the twin brother, Shu Yang would sternly keep her away from that person. But this happened to Meng Ting. He and Meng Ting grew up together, and Shu Yang couldn't be more aware of how worry-free this step sister was.

Meng Ting is not Shu Lan. The bigger factor of instability lies in Jiang Ren. The boy is like a fierce wolf cub. It's not easy to mess with.

Meng Ting went to school the next day.

She took out the pear stuffed by her grandmother from her schoolbag and gave it to Zhao Nuancheng. The pear stuffed in white porcelain bottles was beautiful and mellow.

Meng heard a little happy. In the past, Zhao Nuancheng returned to her hometown to bring things to herself. This was the first time she was able to bring home specialties to Zhao Nuancheng. After all, she was still a seventeen-year-old girl with a second family. She was very happy. She smiled and said, "This is a specialty of my hometown, but the alcohol level is high. You can't drink more. Take it back and give it to your uncles and aunts to taste."

Zhao Nuancheng touched the pear blossom stuffed rice, very strange: "It's so awesome."

The leave that Meng Ting asked for was relatively long, so there were a lot of things these days, copying notes, and completing the papers that must be completed. Have to rethink the dance costumes.

She ran out of money. If she wanted to dance, she couldn't do without dancing shoes and dancing clothes.

She used to have two pairs of dancing shoes in the box, but as she grew up several years, those shoes were a size smaller and could not be worn.

When Meng Ting repeated his busy life, May came quietly.

Early summer in City H is also hotter than other places.

When the summer breeze blows across every corner of the campus, the students in No. 7 Middle School put on summer uniforms. Their summer school uniforms are also regular, a set of blue and a set of white, with black pants underneath. On the sleeves of the clothes there is a word art seven and two slashes.

In the words of the girls, compared to the Japanese campus style on TV, their school uniforms are like linen bags.

However, as a joke, everyone in H City is proud of their children being able to wear this school uniform.

Before the hottest period of the summer came, the classrooms of No.7 Middle School began to install air conditioners one after another.

The whole school is so excited about it. They thought they would squeak and squeak the electric fan on their heads for three years in high school, but they didn't expect to install the air conditioner in a blink of an eye!

Liu Xiaoyi, the most informed person in the first grade of high school, said while eating potato chips: "That's because the principal received a sponsorship. Junyang Group."

"Fuck, from the Jiang family?"

The classmates are not stupid. Someone immediately contacted Jiang Ren and asked them their average score some time ago.

"Their family donated a lot of money to the school. Will Jiang Ren come to our school to study?"

The boy doing the exercise laughed and said, "He doesn't understand when he comes."

A burst of laughter.

But it is also true that Jiang Ren's total score of six subjects may be their scores in any two subjects.

And Jiang Ren, who they didn't understand, was irritably putting his hands behind his head and putting his long legs on the table.

Their vocational high school issued Chinese grades again.

Because it was a language, Jiang Ren was much better this time, but He Junming scored more than 30 in the test. Jiang Ren took more than fifty tests.

He Junming paid tribute to his test paper: "My brother Ninja is so awesome, you actually wrote a composition, let me take a look at what you wrote."

Jiang Ren's composition is only twenty minutes.

He writes scribbledly, does not quote classics, and does not write argumentative essays. The teacher who corrected the papers gave him twenty-odd ink points.

He Junming watched it for a long time, and there was no topic in the whole story. Jiang Ren had written a composition in the exam before. He found it troublesome and usually just empty. In order to make up eight hundred words this time, he just found a few sentences in the previous reading and he barely made up eight hundred words.

He Junming couldn't smile: "Brother Ninja, your composition level, hahahahaha!"

Jiang Ren was so annoyed that he snatched it over: "Go to the side."

He actually realized that he didn't have the mind that was born to learn. Even if he does not eat, drink or sleep for the next year, and read books every day, it will be difficult for him to get into the seventh middle school. But the old man on the podium was spitting, and when summer arrived, he always wanted to sleep.

The second semester of the second semester of high school is a special semester, because it is too much for the third semester, so late self-study is added. Summer vacation will also usher in make-up classes.

Jiang Ren still stayed in the vocational high school. Dong Jiang was dissatisfied and called him: "The money is gone, why are you still messing around in that broken school?"

Jiang Ren shook his legs and didn't raise his eyelids: "I don't understand when I go. It's more comfortable to sleep in a vocational high school." The desk is flat and the temperature of the air conditioner is suitable.

Jiang Dong was almost stunned by him.

Jiang Ren said, "Blame me? You are not born to learn."

Jiang Dong scolded him: "Asshole, although Lao Tzu is not, but your mother is, why didn't I see you inherited the domineering gene."

Jiang Ren sneered: "Maybe she doesn't look down on you, she doesn't show affection, and she doesn't even want to give it a bit of genes."

Jiang Dong cursed.

Jiang Ren hung up the phone.

It was the same thing to argue with Jiang Dong, but he was also quite upset. For several million, he changed the preaching of exterminating the old Ni Fan Huiyin.

So after school, Jiang Ren put his hands in his pockets and went to the seventh middle school next door to find the principal.

The principal was looking at the file, Jiang Ren knocked on the door and smiled lazily: "Principal, discuss something with you?"

The Seventh Middle School has conducted three speeches recently, on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.

For three days in a row, I listened to the school’s propaganda to help my classmates. I loved my classmates and was positive. The students are going crazy.

The main idea is probably: students with good grades should help students with relatively poor grades. Just like the previous national policy, it makes sense to get rich first. Good grades can also consolidate knowledge through this.

After listening to the three-day sutra, Zhao Nuancheng was a little puzzled: "What is the school doing?"

Meng Ting didn't know, but this speech was obviously useful. Many students in the class were more active in asking questions. When people ask her, she is often very patient in explaining.

On Thursday, Meng Ting finally knew what the school was going to do.

I have collected five million people and have to repay the debt.

The dean called the first place in the first year and second year of high school. Meng Ting and another girl named Song Qinqin.

Song Qinqin's family background is not good. Studying is very hard.

The dean of education said: "I am calling you here today, mainly because I want to ask you one thing. And mention the scholarship amount."

Meng Ting is also poor, she raised her eyes to listen.

"The original first-class scholarship was 5,000 yuan, but now you two have increased to 20,000 yuan because of your excellent performance."

Meng Ting's heart was pounding.

Two... Twenty thousand? So generous. How could such a good thing happen.

The teaching director coughed, with a serious expression: "Of course, it is not a free reward. The school hopes that you can help your classmates, explain knowledge, teach learning methods, and don't hide yourself."

Meng Ting had never concealed personal information before, and nodded when he heard this. Song Qinqin was very excited, blushing, and nodded quickly.

"So, the school here hopes that you can spend two days a week on evening self-study, to make up lessons for students with poor grades, is it okay?"

Meng Ting was stunned. She had learned high school knowledge for two lifetimes, so naturally she didn't miss this time. Even if it is a tutor, there will not be such a high price. She thought the school was going to open a training class for backward students and called for help, so she nodded.

Song Qinqin also agreed, she was only a freshman, and there was time. There are not many self-study evenings two days a week.

They signed, and the teaching director was relieved.

The dean of teaching focused his eyes on Meng Listening, and frowned. He is not prejudiced, but this girl is too eye-catching and beautiful. Would it be a bit of a make-up lesson for that master? Forget it, five million, alas, the air conditioner is really comfortable. They are not old-fashioned like Fan Huiyin.