Chapter 6： School grass first love 6

Chapter 6 The first love of the school grass 6

"I'm alive, don't call it." Wen Ling was still copying homework with a stern face.

That's it...

Are you a photocopier?

The handwriting on the Wenling paper, as well as the size, and even the layout occupying the layout, are exactly the same as the paper Liu Xinhan handed over.

Even if you look carefully, it is still exactly the same.

System 233 has been stunned.

"You are copying and pasting, will the teacher find out?" Although the papers of this kind of vacation homework, the teacher will not approve it at all.

When I go to class again, I just talked about it.

But the system 233 still needs to be reminded. In case there is a paper that needs to be turned in in the future, you can copy and paste it directly. This is the rhythm of sharing the co-conspirators together.

When 233 said this, Wen Ling's face became tighter.

Finally broke the jar directly: "Ah, what's wrong with my illiteracy? If I am literate, can I just copy it like this?"

illiterate? ? ?

I am thorough, the main **** did not say, the little ginseng can't recognize words.

I knew this a long time ago, change to the childhood world and learn slowly.

This is the third year of high school. The little ginseng essence is no longer a scumbag. This is a study of poison.

Toxic scum.

After being shocked, System 233 thought about it. Little Ginseng Essence received the essence of heaven and earth, rain, dew, wind and frost, and it really grows wildly in the wild, no one has guided it.

It is said that the spiritual wisdom is developed by oneself, and the cultivation is also self-considered.

No one was instructed, and naturally no one took her to read and read.

But now in the third year of high school, even if the original owner is a scumbag, but the original owner at least...

Recognize characters.

System 233 only feels that her head is bald.

233 could not speak, but Wen Ling was still copying and pasting.

Fortunately, this paper, the teacher does not check, do not correct, can fool the past.

233 originally wanted to say that I have some crash courses for reading and literacy here, or you can come here.

As a result, the next second, Wen Ling stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the classroom door.

233's eyes passed together.

In October, when the breath is slightly cool, it gets dark earlier.

At around five o'clock, the sky is already dark.

In order for students to have a good learning environment, the lights in the classroom have already been turned on.

Reflected by the slightly dangling lights, the unreliable school grass adult entered the classroom.

Hwaseong No.1 High School, students are not forced to wear school uniforms.

You only need to wear it when you need exercises between classes.

It is usually private server.

After all, I have half a day off in a week. I go home and adjust. The school uniforms are not so easy to dry after washing.

Plus, the school uniform is still pure white, and it is not easy to maintain.

So, usually everyone is private server, that is, during the breaktime exercises, cope with it.

At this time, Wen Heng is wearing a white sweater. On the chest of the sweater, there is a light blue decorative strip, and his lower body is matched with a simple pair of jeans.

Wen Heng's height is 1.8 meters, which is already considered tall among students in the third year of high school.

After all, many boys may no longer grow after the third year of high school.

Some have reached university, but they can grow a little longer.

Wen Heng’s height...

Oh, by the way, after graduating from the college entrance examination, Hwaseong City was destroyed, and he did not escape, so Wen Ling didn't know how long it was.

Wen Heng's figure is very well proportioned. His long legs are slender and long, but they are full of strength.

Wearing ordinary jeans on him, it makes people feel that the taste of these pants has also become different.

That face is green and handsome.

The eyebrows and eyes are cold, like Cangshan white snow, cold all year round.

The lip color is light and thin. When he is not smiling, it will give him an indescribable seriousness.

(End of this chapter)