C22

This 13 brother Wei Bo told me many things about our school's hoodlums. Right now, most of the third year students were not coming out. They were basically the ninth dragon making a ruckus in the school. He also said that every year, every year, it would be like this. He envied us first and second years, so there was no need to prepare for the entrance exams.

In fact, I feel that if I don't learn well, I'll still be able to do the same. Only those who learned well and made a good living would be able to hold back during the third year of the junior high.

The cold war continued on the first and second days of the new year, and soon it would be New Year's Day. Junior high school and primary school alike, every year at the end of the year to hold a party, the class has their own class of party, the school has school of party. At the class party, I gave a performance of judo and karate. Because I was wrapped around my fingers every day for a while, and everyone knows that I practiced judo. And I press my legs between classes every day, and some people know I'm practicing karate, but of course they think I'm not normal.

It's a pity that my feelings towards Huang Xueni are only friendship, she is not my type. The one I like is Xiong Anni, the type of girl who's a delinquent. Or those school beauties who were as beautiful as Han Xiaoxue and Shangguan Wan.

After school, Sister Qian called for me at the school gate, asking me to accompany her for a walk, saying that the ground was too slippery and I was afraid of falling. [I must be really grateful to have her send me home. She can't have fallen for me, right?] When the little girl and I walked together, she put her arms around my arm and walked away.

She is a female gangster, and I don't know how many times she has walked this path with a boy. I wasn't just having a heart attack, I was having a reaction down there, but I couldn't see it in the winter. Don't laugh at me, because I don't hold hands with girls after school, so this kind of reaction is very normal.

On the way home, the delinquent girl chatted with me, "Yesterday, I went home to listen to Snowman. It was okay, but there were some people who said it was bad." I asked a little angrily, "Who said the snowman is ugly? Is he deaf?" This is the best song that Fan Xiaoxuan can hear. " The Sister Qian said unhappily: "Don't mind who's the one who said it sounded bad, recommend me a few more songs that are better to listen to, one that you still want Fan Xiaoxuan to sing."

I thought about it and said, "Take a deep breath. Oxygen. How about I give you her album tomorrow? I have all of Fan Xiaoxuan's albums. " The delinquent girl said, "I bought a plate yesterday, there's no need." I thought that the Sister Qian must have bought pirated tape, the kind of collection, but I didn't have the nerve to say it.

I said, "There's only one plate that's not enough. Fan Xiaoxuan likes to listen to so many songs. It's fine, I'll give it to you tomorrow." The delinquent girl did not say a word and could be considered to have tacitly agreed. That night, I asked the delinquent girl a rather excessive question. I asked her if she had a boyfriend, but I actually knew that the Sister Qian has no partner. After all, I pester her everyday.

The girl told me no, but I asked her if she liked anyone. To a female gangster, liking these two words felt a little bit shameful. It was also because of the delinquent girl holding my arm that I boldly asked. I didn't expect the delinquent to answer me that she had someone she liked.

I thought it should be that Huang Zhong, but I didn't dare to say it out loud. So I intentionally joked: "Then Sister Qian should talk about someone. There are already people I like." The delinquent girl smiled bitterly and said, "Do you believe that the person I like already has a girlfriend?"

I pretended that I did not know who it was, "Who is it, with Sister Qian's strength, it is not a simple matter. Who dares to snatch a man from my Sister Qian, you are courting death."

Sister Qian scolded me, "I don't care about Biao, you are just a little rascal, you don't know anything. By the way, do you have a girl you like in our school? That girl you were so worried about last time, were you interested in her? " Sister Qian was referring to my most beloved Xiong Anni. Because last time, when the nine dragons wanted to beat Liu Shiling up, Sister Qian saw that my reaction was abnormal and guessed it.

I smiled and told the delinquent girl, "I like you, Sis. You're not interested in the other girls." The delinquent girl scolded me, "I'm your big sis, you little bastard. Be more honest with me. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cripple you." After saying that, the delinquent girl really used her knee to push me up. Crap, this time, it scared me so much that I cried out.

Actually, it didn't hurt at all, but it felt a little bit comfortable. The delinquent girl also found out that something was wrong and scolded me. The delinquent girl didn't care at all. On the other hand, I was so shy that I was about to die. At the station of the little girl's house, the two of us parted ways. The little girl didn't continue to let me see her off. When she was about to leave, she patted me on the bottom and gave me a naughty smile.

Honestly speaking, on the way home, thinking about how the delinquent girl treated me just now, I was really shy and excited. Just thinking about it made me happy. How could such a good girl like that Biao Huang Zhong? Furthermore, that Huang Zhong is blind, not willing to be good with my Sister Qian, and actually wants to be good with that Zhang Suosuo.

The next day, I lent all of Fan Xiaoxuan's tapes to the delinquent girl. At that time, I guessed that the delinquent girl would sing Fan Xiaoxuan's songs at the party, and even planned to buy a VCD for the delinquent girl so that we could have a accompaniment during the party. As a result, the little girl told me that I didn't need any vcd accompaniment, which made me a little confused.

Could it be that when the delinquent went up on stage to perform, she was singing a song? Maybe someone gave her a live accompaniment?