Chapter 70

The small mirror by Zhou Jia's window has played a great role in the past.

He pulled Chen Ming and other outlaws back from the gate of hell many times.

Every night when the self-study or the teacher is away, when the mirror suddenly does not reflect light, but there is a mass of black, Lin Xiaoxian will yell "the back door is coming!"

When people nearby received the news, they immediately put away magazines, mobile phones, playing cards and broken mouths. Few people died under Lao Du's prying eyes.

The few who suffer are those who have to turn around and confirm.

The so-called "when you stare at the abyss, the abyss is staring at you."

At this turn, Du Tianjun, who was in the back window, looked at his guilty face.

Chen Ming always suffers.

Maybe I played too much table tennis and reacted quickly.

Often, as soon as Lin Xiaoxian called the police, he subconsciously turned around.

Sometimes I still have bubble gum in my mouth.

Sometimes there are earphones in your ears.

And today is even worse.

When Du Tianjun came to the back door, he was fighting the landlord with Liu Liwei and Zhang Zhiheng.

Originally, this game was out of order.

Chen Ming only wooed Zhang Zhiheng. Lin Xiaoxian is discussing the problem of parallel and series connection with Zhou Jia.

In the absence of one in two, Liu Wei ghostly changed positions with Zhang Zhiheng's back seat.

In an instant, the three pillars stand.

"Viagra, are you a gambling dog? So addicted to cards? "

"Don't talk nonsense. Zheng Wen's silly mother is jumpy. She doesn't want me to change her position. It's not easy to come. Hurry up."

"OK, shuffle! What if you lose? "

"Mixed with earwax (slapping)!"

"Don't hit it hard. If you hit it hard, you have to hit it back."

"Yes."

A table of cards was thus put together.

After several rounds, Lin Xiaoxian gave an alarm, and Liu Wei and Zhang Zhiheng bowed back like shrimp.

Only Chen Ming subconsciously turned to look at the rear window again.

When he looked at Du Tianjun's cold eyes, he still held four 2's in his hand and smiled happily.

The smile disappeared in an instant. When he looked back, it was too late.

Du Tianjun first appeared at the door, ignored the chatter of other places in the classroom, walked slowly to Chen Ming's side, and then began to examine it silently.

A second passed.

Two seconds passed.

......

Nine seconds.

The card in Chen Ming's hand was thrown under his deskmate's chair,

He looked down at the book, even if it was upside down, he could only read it.

Du Tianjun's aura is too strong. In short, he dare not look up.

In the silence, Du Tianjun looked at him for a minute.

As usual, either look at it for a while.

Or the person being examined will be taken away.

Chen Ming panicked to death because he didn't know whether Lao Du saw the card in his hand.

More flustered than him is Liu Wei next to him.

Although Du Tianjun didn't come with him now.

But as long as you turn your head and pay a little attention, you will find that he changed his position in the evening self-study without authorization.

"Ma Dan, I've heard Zheng Wen. What's fun about breaking cards..."

While regretting, Liu Wei secretly touched and looked up at Zheng Wen. He found that Zheng Wen was just looking at him.

He looked nervous, too.

Liu Wei wondered.

What is she nervous about?

Are you afraid I'll get her involved in changing seats?

Cut, this selfish woman will never bring her Wangwang little cake tomorrow.

Du Tianjun's examination continued.

A minute and a half.

Chen Ming shrunk his head and was silently stared at by Du Tianjun for a minute and a half. Someone around him couldn't help laughing.

Then Du Tianjun finally left slowly.

The invisible pressure on his head dispersed. Chen Ming gasped and showed the survivor's smile.

Until Du Tianjun, who had reached the door, suddenly braked.

He turned around, stared, raised his hand and pointed to Chen Ming:

"You, come with me."

Chen Ming's smile solidified in an instant.

"Hahaha..."

The others laughed.

Liu Wei is also among them.

Maybe it's too loud and conspicuous.

Du Tianjun narrowed his eyes and opened his eyes twice:

"Liu Wei, come here, too."

“......”

After they left, class seven was like the new year.

This is normal.

There are three kinds of evening self-study in senior two.

English tutoring.

Language counseling.

Free arrangement.

It's the turn of the freely arranged evening self-study. If someone is called to the office by Du Tianjun, it means it's safe for a while.

The students spread their affectation.

Some even made a bowl of instant noodles in the sound of thousands of people spitting.

"Oh, it stinks!"

"It tastes great. Fang Sheng, you eat a hammer."

"Go to the toilet and eat!"

"Come on! Open the window, open the window. "

The students sitting beside the fourth group naturally disagreed.

This season, the temperature is lower at night. Many girls can't live when the cold wind blows.

But the taste of instant noodles is too strong.

Zhou Jia by the window is also in a dilemma.

Lin Xiaoxian looked at the way she covered her nose and frowned slightly and asked:

"Are you allergic to this smell, too?"

"No, I just think it tastes a little strong..."

Lin Xiaoxian wondered, "can you smell Fang Sheng sitting so far?"

Zhou Jia's auricle turned red: "my nose is very sensitive anyway..."

Lin Xiaoxian said "Oh", and there was another line in Zhou Jia's strange hobbies.

Too much dust can cause allergies.

Smell is also developed.

It's really a sensitive nose.

"Ha, no wonder your nose is so beautiful."

"Oh, you're so bored. Be serious..."

The autumn wind is bleak when the window is opened.

It smells like instant noodles without opening the window.

Finally, half of the windows on the side were opened, revealing a just good small gap.

Zhou Jia was facing the seam, and a layer of goose bumps floated on his delicate white arm.

"Are you okay?"

"Okay..."

The students didn't say anything. Zhou Jia didn't want to be hypocritical, so she rubbed her arms and endured it from time to time.

Alas, open a small crack. Why is it still so cold

Lin Xiaoxian seems to see through her thoughts:

"Pressure and pressure, remember? The wind squeezed out of the small gap can not be ignored. Learn to apply it. "

Zhou Jia blinked. Although it's not all right, it makes some sense.

Lin Xiaoxian and Zhou Jia changed seats.

He sits inside by the window and Zhou Jia sits outside. The air outlet is not facing Zhou Jia.

......

The riot caused by Fang Sheng eating instant noodles has come to an end, and the "new year" has to continue.

Only Zheng Wen was unstable.

Chen Ming and Liu Wei have been kept for too long.

For students who haven't talked for a long time, Du Tianjun is so eloquent.

The classmate who changed places with Liu Wei has been driven back by her. Zheng Wen is reading the novel absently. He looks up every few minutes and listens to it to see if he can hear the movement of the office.

Gu Xiaoyan noticed this scene and poked Su Yuan with his elbow:

"Look, your kind appears."

"What kind?"

Su Yuan looked suspiciously. Where Gu Xiaoyan pointed, Zheng Wengang looked up at the door, a little eager to see.

"What is she looking at?"

"What you usually look at in class, she is looking at."

Su Yuan covered his mouth in surprise.

No, why does Zheng Wen peek at Lin Xiaoxian in class?

Wait, the direction is wrong.

Aware of this, Su Yuan realized that Gu Xiaoyan was teasing her again, so he angrily stretched out his hand and began to scratch Gu Xiaoyan's itch.