Chapter 609

“……”

Jiangbeiyuan didn't answer this question. He took out a golden mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to him.

"There's my cell phone number and that old man's cell phone number in it. It's convenient for you to contact."

"Well, thank you

Jiangbeize feels aggrieved. He is in high school. He has no cell phone. Jiangguoteng won't let him bring his cell phone, for fear of delaying his study.

Jiangbei Ze rubbed the edge cover of the mobile phone and smiled. The question was immediately pressed to the bottom of his heart. "Second brother, is there the number of his sister-in-law in it?"

"What do you want your sister-in-law to do by phone?" Jiangbeiyuan's face sank, and his clear eyes were heavy and unhappy.

"Haha, you're kidding!"

He knew that the second brother would react like this.

But before, he didn't dare to joke with jiangbeiyuan.

Jiang Beiyuan snorted, and he was angry.

"Get out of here."

"Oh..."

Jiangbeize gets off the car and copies his mobile phone in his pocket. It's full of spring color. Today's sunshine is very good and it's warm on him.

The classroom is on the left corner of the third floor. Jiangbeize likes to climb the middle stairs. When he turns the corner, the same person accidentally bumps into him. He rubs his nose, facing songnanye's scarred face.

"You..."

“……”

Song Nanye didn't pay any attention to him. He walked towards the classroom with a face stretched, a bag slung over his shoulder, and kicked the door open. The noisy class was suddenly quiet.

The original figure maker walked back without expression, letting the group of people look at him as if he were a devil. Song Nanye sat in his position, threw his schoolbag casually, and lay on the table to sleep.

It was a sleepy sleep.

He could not hear the noisy voices, laughter and the teacher's lectures.

When I woke up again, I rubbed my sleepy eyes and saw a Pepsi.

Nanye of Song Dynasty looked forward subconsciously.

There is only one person in the class who can deliver coke to him.

Now it's class time. The math teacher in the Mediterranean at the head writes a series of formulas on the blackboard. From Song Nanye's point of view, in addition to seeing the Mediterranean, he can also see the clean back neck of the boy in the front row diagonally opposite.

He always likes to put a shirt on his school uniform and coat. His clean collar covers his neck.

There is a vertical distance between them.

Spring is thick, outside the sun through the window lattice oblique light in, sprinkle on the corridor, drag a long shadow, will he and his world completely separated.

Song Nanye sips his lips, grabs the coke can on the table, and goes out.

"Hey Song Nanye, where are you going?"

the math teacher grabbed the chalk head on the table and threw it in his direction, but he didn't.

Students, including jiangbeize, look back together. Jiangbeize only sees the firm lines of song Nanye's side face, as well as the eye-catching wounds on the corners of his mouth.

He said he went to Hokkaido for a tour.

But what happened to the wound on the face.

"Well, don't even look at it!"

The math teacher took the eraser and knocked on the blackboard, drawing back the students' attention.

"I'll tell you, don't learn this kind of ignorant and unskilled guy. He plays truant in class, fights and studies the countdown. After graduation, such a person will be the scum of the bottom of the society. If he doesn't go to university, he can't find a good job, and if the mud can't go to the wall, he is song nanyo!"

"Teacher, he is not a man, he is a wild species." A classmate has a strange airway.