Chapter 696

At the end of October, after the mid-term exam, everyone's state seemed to be relieved of all his strength, and everyone was lazy.

On the first night after the mid-term exam, the teacher in charge of the class came into the classroom with his textbook. Seeing that everyone was in a state of dying, he rolled his textbook and patted it on the platform: "why? Why? One or two, all of them cheer me up. Don't lie on the table."

The class was still filled with complaints.

"Fortunately, I feel sorry for you. Do you know how many points you got in this midterm exam? When the papers are sent out tomorrow, I'll open my eyes and have a good look. I'm embarrassed to say that I'm your head teacher." The head teacher stares at his squinting eyes.

Although he looks peaceful, he is very bluffing when he is serious.

Wei Ruohan approaches Qiao Nianzhi and teases the head teacher in a low voice: "Xiaozhi, do you think our old class's eyes are as big as beans?"

Qiao Nianzhi almost laughed. Seeing her joking with the teacher, she hissed: "be careful that you are heard by the head teacher."

"Now, let's get down to business. It's two months since the beginning of school. I'll change the seats for you tonight."

The head teacher's words, everyone's response is - ah! no

The head teacher showed a non-negotiable expression: "class desertion, passing notes, playing with mobile phones, ignoring the teacher lying on the table to sleep, lawless, not to discuss, I have to cure your stinking problems."

Wei Ruohan hugs Qiao Nianzhi with a sad face: "Xiaozhi, I don't want to be separated from you."

Qiao Nianzhi also hugs her. The head teacher suddenly mentions that he wants to change seats. He is also very reluctant.

Three years in junior high school, it's hard to get into the same class. As a result, the students who have only been working for two months will be separated.

Wu Zhonghao took a look at the two girls holding each other in front of him. His eyes slowly turned to Mu Yixuan. Then he opened his arms and said to him in a tone: "first brother, in fact, people don't want to separate from you."

Mu Yixuan was disgusted by his success. He picked up the English book on the desk and threw it in his face: "go away!"

Wu Zhonghao, holding his book, coughed and resumed his masculinity. He scolded: "brother, do you think the old class has nothing to do but sit like this?"

The head teacher just passed by. Without hesitation, he picked up a book on his desk, knocked it down on his head and said in a deep voice: "especially Wu Zhonghao, you can sit in the fourth group for me!"

After a painstaking adjustment by the head teacher, Qiao Nianzhi and Wei Ruohan are separated, but fortunately they are still in the same group. They can talk as soon as they go up and down the table.

Wu Zhonghao is the farthest away from Qiao Nianzhi and Wei Ruohan. When he moves in after class, he cries and chirps, saying that he can't copy Qiao Nianzhi's homework any more

Zheng Yuchen in the third group, he is calm, moving the table on the past.

Mu Yixuan is in the second group. He is diagonally opposite to Qiao Nianzhi. There is an aisle between them.

Not far away from Wei Ruohan, so this seat change has little effect on Qiao Nianzhi. She reads books and does exercises as usual, and then they leave at the school gate after school.

After changing seats, Wu Zhonghao is very dissatisfied with his new deskmate. When he goes to the school gate, he discusses with Mu Yixuan, or he will move his desk back tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yixuan refused without hesitation.

"Why? Do we agree to stay together for thousands of years? You've been treacherous so soon? "

"Psycho!" Mu Yixuan pushed away his hand and took a look at Zheng Yuchen. He said, "this neuropathy will be given to you."

Zheng Yuchen nodded, a lock throat hook Wu Zhonghao: "don't worry, give it to me."

Mu Yixuan turned and left. Wu Zhonghao was still crying behind.

He felt that if Wu Zhonghao didn't become an actor in the future, it would be a waste of his talent.

Mu Yixuan walked fast when she was alone. Qiao Nianzhi walked very slowly when he went home to read a book, so he caught up with her again tonight.

When I met her on the way home, he had reminded her several times not to look down and read, but she always seemed to go in one ear and out the other, and never really listened in.

He went down, and when he came back, Joe Nianzhi had hit the pole, and now he was squatting over his head.

It should be hurt. She didn't get up for a long time. Mu Yixuan ran over.

"Hello, are you ok?"

Jonian was dazed by the impact of the vegetation. In the first half minute of the impact, she felt that she was going to faint.

Before she could slow down, she suddenly heard someone nearby caring about her. She moved her hand and raised her head.

Looking up, I saw a man standing under the light, and the street lamp was overhead. The light pricked her eyes.

Qiao Nianzhi was hurt but didn't cry. The tears in her eyes were stimulated by the strong light. However, Mu Yixuan mistakenly thought that she was hurt and cried, so she was at a loss.

He didn't know whether to help her up or squat down to comfort her. His outstretched hand drew back again. He thought it was wrong to draw back, and then he stretched out, "Hey, don't cry."

Qiao Nianzhi stood up, raised his hand and rubbed the tears in the corner of his eyes. Seeing his face panicked, she felt a little funny. She rubbed her forehead: "I didn't cry, the street lamp is too dazzling."

"Oh." Mu Yixuan twisted his hand into his trouser pocket, put aside his sight, and then fell back to her after two seconds. He said in a ferocious tone: "I've told you several times. Don't walk and read. It seems that I want to knock you into a fool before you remember."

"..." Qiao Nianzhi was just moved and disappeared.

Although the mouth said so, but mu Yixuan is still very classmate love, looking at her, and slowed down the tone: "hair up to see."

Qiao Nianzhi lifted the bangs up with her hand, revealing her forehead that had been hit red. Her fingers touched it gently. She narrowed her eyes and "hissed" and felt that it was too painful.

I don't know whether the girl's skin color is very white or Qiao Nianzhi's skin is white. There are two colors on her forehead. The contrast between the two is very obvious. The bumped place is obviously puffy.

Mu Yixuan twisted her eyebrows. Seeing that her small face was already wrinkled, he raised his hand and poked it.

"Ah, it hurts!" Qiao Nianzhi didn't expect Mu Yixuan to "poison his hand" on his wound. He had already felt the pain. When he poked her, her skull also hurt. She raised her head and glared at him wrongly.

"Only in this way can you remember the lesson." Mu Yixuan didn't mean to apologize at all.

Qiao Nianzhi was very uncomfortable. She was stabbed on the forehead by Mu Yixuan. Suddenly, she was very aggrieved. Without thinking about it, she stepped forward and stepped on his shoes.

But after stepping on it, she regretted it again. After stepping back a big step, she seemed to be worried that Mu Yixuan would settle for her, so she hurriedly turned around and ran away.

Mu Yixuan

After Qiao Nianzhi ran a long distance, he seemed to come back to himself.

He lowered his head and looked at the shoes with a shoe mark.

The upper teeth clenched the lower teeth, and the young man's cheek was agitated. It took him a long time to squeeze out two words from his teeth: "damn..."

His new shoes!!!

Lift eyes, toward Qiao Nianzhi the direction of escape, his eyes gently narrowed, meaningful smile voice: "Qiao Nianzhi you finished!"