No wonder so many people like to keep cats and dogs. It's really a great enjoyment to have nothing to do. Leaning against the wall, Lao Jiang felt a handful of ink hair with enjoyment. Tut, it's really comfortable.
"Comfortable?" a female voice sounded coldly, with a smile.
Lao Jiang squinted: "of course it's comfortable!"
He's enjoying it. Who doesn't bother him so much?
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Jiang Chan standing by the table and looking at him with a smile. Looking at Lao Jiang, several students in the back quickly put down their raised mobile phones.
"What about you? Didn't you say you wouldn't bring your cell phone to the classroom? It'll be sent to my office later and returned to you after school." Lao Jiang glanced at several students in the back row. He wasn't embarrassed at all.
He wants to roll Mo Mo's hair again, but will Mo Mo let him touch it safely this time? Of course not. At the right time, Mo Mo jumped into Jiang Chan's arms and just let Lao Jiang's hand touch the air.
Several students ate and laughed in the back row. Lao Jiang was not angry and stood up: "you guys, send your mobile phones!"
Just at this time, the bell rang after class, and Lao Jiang left directly from the back door. His back was a little like running away for no reason.
As soon as Lao Jiang left, there were bursts of laughter in the classroom, as if the ceiling was going to be overturned. Hearing the laughter behind him, Lao Jiang bit his teeth. Bastards, Lao Zi's jokes are not so good!
Within two minutes, Lao Jiang's video of rolling cats in the classroom was put into the class group. Seeing Lao Jiangkou's integrity, there was another burst of ha ha ha in the group.
Sit down in your own position. Mo Mo lies on Jiang Chan's thigh. She is still fragrant on her sister. Mo Mo likes it!
Playing a roll, Mo Mo continued to sleep. He didn't pay any attention to the interesting things caused by himself and Lao Jiang.
The veteran's joke is really not so good-looking. Just after the second class, Lao Jiang took a stack of test papers: "what Jiang Chan said just now is very clear and clear, so I won't say more. The following two classes are tested in class, and the questions are changed according to this exam."
"My God!"
"Lao Jiang can't hang on his face."
Several boys in the back seat whispered, their faces full of bitter smiles. They were happy to see Lao Jiang's jokes, but they wanted to cry when they were mended.
Lao Jiang narrowed his eyes: "answer the question carefully. Jiang Chan said it very clearly. If you answer wrong again, copy a question a hundred times!"
In this way, everyone's back was tightened, and they didn't dare to be careless. Jiang Chan is no exception. She should be careful not to capsize in the gutter.
Mo Mo lies on Jiang Chan's leg and doesn't affect her at all. Lao Jiang walked around the classroom for several times. Finally, he stood beside Jiang Chan, but he didn't look at him at all. The whole body can't help being cold.
The kitten is very snobbish. Don't think he didn't touch its round belly just now. Well, it's almost digested now. He's no use as an old man.
At the moment, Lao Jiang and Lao Shi are in the same mood. They are all the same depressed. They are thrown away after being used by ink. However, they have no place to reason.
Look, Lao Jiang has been stopping behind the classroom. Several boys in the back row winked. Lao Jiang stared at Mo Mo for several times. When did he leave?
Jiang Chan doesn't care about the eyebrow and eye lawsuit between Lao Jiang and Mo mo. even if there is a bolt from the blue, she can continue to answer the questions calmly.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the students filed out of the campus. When will this day of doing questions end? Do students suffer? Of course, there is no doubt.
Parents do not look distressed, but now they suffer for a while in exchange for a bright future. Even if they are distressed, parents can bear it and constantly urge their children to move forward.
As everyone knows, those parents who accompany them can't go to class instead of students, but which one doesn't sleep later and get up earlier than their children?
Jiang Chan returned to her bedroom. The hot water had been beaten by Wenjing. When she came back, she just needed to wash and lie in bed. Wenjing is still burning the midnight oil. Although the number of subjects has decreased after entering senior two, the amount of knowledge has not decreased at all.
Even if these people study well, they don't go to bed until 12 o'clock at night. Jiang Chan didn't have so many concerns. After answering their questions below, she lay in bed on time at 11 o'clock.
Yang Liuqing looked at Jiang Chan with envy. She slept at eleven and started at five. It's no different from her sleep at twelve and start at six. On such a thought, she also balanced her mind, lowered her head and brushed the exercises again.
After lying down, Jiang Chan did not sleep, but entered the space of consciousness. Maybe she's always doing tasks in different worlds in the past two years. She's already familiar with this kind of life.
Suddenly, she didn't do any work for a week. She felt that the dull campus life was a little boring. She was really a hard-working life. Thinking so, Jiang Chan attracted the soul light balls of the mission hall.
With the deepening of Jiang Chan's perception of Tao, she can feel the emotions of these soul light spheres now. Sad, sad, desperate, resentful and so on, what attracts Jiang Chan's attention is a very desperate soul light ball.
After seeing the memory of the soul light ball, Jiang Chan frowned gently. What should she say? Although love is beautiful, it is also a happy thing to pay for your lover, but it is undoubtedly a silly thing to pay for someone who doesn't love you enough.
Others are worried about it, but they are not reconciled. The benefits are won by the slag man. Finally, they fall in pain, while others are comfortable. They are angry when they think about themselves.
Jiang Chan held her chin. It seemed that most of her clients were desperate because of love. Love brings them not beauty, but deep-seated pain.
But in the final analysis, this is not the fault of love, but because the client is infatuated with wrong payment. Jiang Chan looked very calm. What's wrong with love? You can choose to love or not. No one forces you. Don't complain about love after being hurt. After all, no one forces you to pay.
But to be honest, Jiang Chan really has zero tolerance for slag man. Either love or not. To be clear, be crisp, just catch others and let others pay for you. Where's such a big face?
Although the identity of the client is a little troublesome, so what? The scum man in this world has really refreshed Jiang Chan's cognition of the scum man. It can be said that there is no most scum, only more scum.