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"Bai Fengjiu is a very loyal and eccentric woman. She draws her sword to help when the road sees injustice. When one side is in trouble, she supports from all directions. She is kind and kind. She is strong. She is like a cloud. The iron palm shakes the three rivers and the gods cover the five mountains... …" Lu Zhengkang eloquently touted.

　　 However, his deskmate did not pay attention to him.

It’s lunch time. As a rare leisure time of the day, everyone has concentrated on the soul of vomiting that had been suppressed for the whole morning. So there is always noisy in the cafeteria. From time to time, some people make some amazing actions, such as being tragic after being sprayed. Screams and so on. At this time, a burst of shouts will be delivered in a flash, attracting the attention of everyone.

Lu Zhengkang and the tablemate Bai Fengjiu squatted in an inconspicuous corner of the canteen, sitting opposite each other, but Bai Fengjiu kept his head down and eating silently, Lu Zhengkang turned his head and looked behind Bai Fengjiu's side, Su Xiangli was watching in secret .

　　 At the rear right of Lu Zhengkang, his friends are also lurking quietly.

　　 Su Xiangli made a "how?" gesture, Lu Zhengkang shook his head slightly.

　　Zou Jiaqi turned his head and asked Zhang Yingxuan, "Su Xiangli used his finger to draw a circle next to his ear, what do you mean?"

　　 "I don't know." Zhang Yingxuan nibble on chicken legs.

　　Wei Changjun didn't think about it for a moment, "Are you talking about dirty ears? Er, no, is it because your hair is too messy?"

Zhou Ping squinted his eyes, he was downcast, his eyes fixed on the dinner plate, his vision was out of focus, he was too sleepy, and when he was in class in the morning, he was scolded by the math teacher and he was asked to stand in the last row. Attend the class, then he stood and fell asleep for a while.

　　 Zhang Yingxuan patted Zhou Ping, "Don't fall asleep. Insomnia again at night?"

　　 "It's okay..." The simulation cabin game brought too strong nerve stimulation, which was nothing at all, but Zhou Ping, unfortunately, some nerves are weakened, especially at night, it is difficult for him to sleep.

　　 Zou Jiaqi yelled again in a low voice: "Hey hey, Su Xiangli scratched his neck. Is this saying that Lu Zhengkang is dead?"

　　 "Tsk tusk, I guess so." Everyone chuckles.

　　 Zhou Ping also found it funny, but he had no strength, so he just grinned, lowered his head as if he was smiling smirkly, but no one cared, he himself silly fun for a while, and then returned to his expressionless tired appearance again.

"They are gone, Lu Zhengkang and the monitor are gone, and Su Xiangli is also gone." Zou Jiaqi sighed regretfully, "Well, today's show is over, we will torture the scumbag tonight. , Lover, how did he hook up with another beautiful girl in front of his girlfriend."

　　 "Tsk tusk." Everyone has become a ruthless smacking machine, "This Lu Zhengkang is really too cruel!"

　　 "Okay, eat and eat."

　　The short lunch time ended in a hurry. Everyone walked to the teaching building together. Zhang Yingxuan held Zhou Ping's shoulders and cared about the living conditions of his good friend. "How are you and those roommates?"

"It's okay." Zhou Ping was still energetic when he walked, "There is nothing to talk about." The relationship between the dormitories these days is like that. Everyone has a separate bedroom. If the relationship is good, it looks like Lu Zhengkang's 12th apartment 612. In bed, everyone always talks and laughs, can help each other, if the relationship is not good, roommates may not be able to say ten sentences after a semester. Zhou Ping's relationship with roommates is like neighbors, not bad, but It's just a nodding acquaintance.

　　 Zhou Ping doesn’t have many friends. Except for Zhang Yingxuan and others, there are only a few students with similar grades left: referring to the bottom scum.

　　 When he first came to class one, a relative in his family helped. Actually there are five other students like him, and his student number is the fourth from the bottom. It is certain that the student number behind him is the related household. Now he is still in the first class, and the remaining five related households are all brushed down.

　　 He never listened well in elementary school, but he had to work hard in junior high school. Isn’t it shameful to be brushed? When I went to the elite class or even the ordinary class, how could I still chat with my former classmates?

　　Young people are always shameless.

　　……

　　Lu Zhengkang found Bai Fengjiu's roommate, who was also a classmate in the class, and there was a girl named Mao Yuqiu who often dealt with.

She also learns to paint. Lu Zhengkang will give her some of the work of the blackboard newspaper, mainly those formalist content. Once this aspect is involved, Lu Zhengkang feels as if there is a root in his mind. Then the brain is blank.

　　 During self-study time at noon, Lu Zhengkang boldly walked forward from the last row to the first row. He leaned over and smiled at Mao Yuqiu, "Maoqiu classmate."

Mao Yuqiu stepped back calmly, "Student Lutou." The girl was short and weak, with pale skin, and three or five dim pimples on her face. Her personality was a little too mature, and she looked like a little sister. The words are the attitude of the big sister.

　　Lu Zhengkang quietly looked to the back row and was at the same table quietly doing his homework. He relaxed, and gave Mao Yuqiu a fist, "Thank you for going to the health room after school to find me. I want to ask you about something."

　　 "Let's see if I have time." Mao Yuqiu glanced at the front door of the classroom, "By the way, the head teacher is at the door."

　　 Xiaolu pretending to be calm, "Please come here by all means, my brother will withdraw first."

　　 "Lu Zhengkang, come out."

　　 There was a chuckle in the classroom.

　　 "Laugh, why don't you laugh, hurry up and do your homework! I'm going to take the exam soon, and still have time to laugh?"

　　 Entering the office, Lu Zhengkang saw Zhou Ping. Now he knew it clearly. No wonder his place was empty during the afternoon study time. He thought Zhou Ping was late for dinner, but he came directly to the office.

　　 When the so-called difficult brothers meet, the tiger's body suddenly shakes, and Lu Zhengkang uttered: What's the matter with you? Zhou Ping quietly shook his head.

　　 The head teacher smiled when he saw this scene, "It's still a secret signal, it's a good relationship."

　　 Lu Zhengkang laughed with him, "It's all buddies."

The head teacher nodded. She was sitting on a comfortable chair. The big wave of her head was like a sleeping mat, which could almost bury her face. The eyes of menopausal women who are irritable often have light, as if they can The fire power that burns people is normal.

　　 "You have a good relationship, then you should know about Zhou Ping's recent class, right?"

　　 Lu Zhengkang hesitated, turned his head to look at Zhou Ping, he lowered his head, his back was drooping, and he was very unmotivated.

　　The head teacher solemnly said: "Several teachers told me about it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Someone in our class often sleeps in class. I thought it was Ma Yuanhui, but I didn't expect it to be Zhou Ping."

Ma Yuanhui is the **** of sleep in the class. He has no other hobbies, but sleep. It is mainly after class time. He can be familiar with it when he is lying down. Don't look at such tiredness, his grades can still be maintained in the middle. Persuading him to work harder, he always listened to persuasion with an humility, and did not change after repeated instruction.

　　 Zhou Ping's tone was low, "Teacher, I was wrong, try to correct it."

　　The head teacher squinted at him, his domineering expression looked very irritating, Lu Zhengkang quickly coughed, "Don't worry, Teacher Wei, I will definitely help Zhou Ping adjust his state back."

　　 "Well, you and I have always been relieved, Zhou Ping will go back first."

The head teacher started talking about Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli’s problems. She didn’t object to their feelings. The reason was simple: just because of good grades, Lu Zhengkang was the first in grade, and Su Xiangli’s cultural class was also a specialty. It's very good, it can really make all teachers like it.

　　 The one who learns well is called the golden boy and the jade girl, which is a good relationship, and the one who learns poorly is called an obsessive man and a girl, and it is a bad relationship. It's that simple.

　　Lu Zhengkang vaguely dealt with the class teacher's concern. He turned his head and saw Zhou Ping's back in the corridor, unspeakably lonely.

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