Peach Branch Bubbles

When Tao Zhi saw Wang Er coming over, he pulled the notebook down the first time.

The whole face of the little girl was tightly covered, and only one pair of eyes appeared from above. After being caught, she showed a panic expression, and then she went straight down and disappeared from the window in an instant.

Wang Er looked funny, turned his head, and continued to ask Jiang Qihuai: "Where is the phone?"

Jiang Qihuai took out the phone from the side pocket of his schoolbag and handed it over.

Wang Er squeezed in his hand twice: "It's not turned on, our monitor is different. We don't use mobile phones to chat and send text messages in class, and we rely on passing small notes to maintain the relationship with colleagues?"

Li Shuangjiang sighed with a smile.

"It's fine for you two to pass on the front and back desks. You both ran outside and stood there and left it to pass it to me? What is the emergency message? The revolutionary friendship is very firm." Wang Er continued.

Li Shuangjiang couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed out loud.

"Okay, don't be reluctant. It's like life and death across the classroom," Wang Er waved his hand, "Go out and stand with your colleague."

Jiang Qihuai: "..."

Jiang Qihuai took a book from the table casually, then got up and went out.

As soon as he stepped out of the class door, he watched Tao Zhi squat by the wall, holding a notebook in his arms, and drooping his head.

Hearing the sound, she raised her head and gave a smile with a guilty conscience: "Come on? Have you eaten it?"

Jiang Qihuai: "..."

Ji Fan squatted on the other side, seemingly satisfied with the fact that Jiang Qihuai was dragged out by Tao Zhi, and looked at him cheerfully for the first time: "Three missing one, one more one will come out to play mahjong. Where's Old Li? Don't let him learn quickly."

Tao Zhi fawningly jumped aside, and let Jiang Qihuai out of the treasure of the penalty station in his corridor, looked up at him, and couldn't wait to ask: "Have you seen the note I sent you?"

Jiang Qihuai lowered his eyes: "I saw it."

"I made nineteen questions wrong!" Tao Zhi lowered his voice and said with some excitement, "I can pass!"

"It's still very simple to get a basic score in Chinese. There is still a week left." Jiang Qihuai rolled the scroll in her hand and tapped her head lightly, "Take it back."

Tao Zhi clutched his head dissatisfied, before he had time to care about him, grabbed the book and pulled over and asked, "What is this?"

"Language book?" Tao Zhi opened it and glanced casually, "How can it be possible to memorize so much in a week."

Jiang Qihuai also squatted down, took the book from her hand, and reached out to her again.

The young man's hands are clean and slender, with distinct bone joints and clean palm prints. The fingers stretched forward slightly with a few scattered, casually.

Tao Zhi didn't react: "Huh?"

Jiang Qihuai flexed his fingers slightly and hooked: "Give me the pen."

Tao Zhi passed the pen in his hand.

Jiang Qihuai opened the book, turned to the first ancient poem, swept a line of characters with the tip of the pen, and then drew a horizontal line under some sentences.

He was very fast, almost like a glance, and the pen under his hand never stopped. After a while, he picked up the whole article and turned to another one.

"These sentences are basically the key points, and the silent writing will usually come out in this range. You should silence these sentences before you have time to memorize the whole article," Jiang Qihuai said while drawing, "Don't just memorize, pay attention to some rare words. Write."

Tao Zhi looked at him without speaking.

Jiang Qihuai took the time to glance at her: "What are you doing."

"Nothing, I was thinking," Tao Zhi said slowly, "Why do I have to memorize these things suddenly?"

Jiang Qihuai looked down: "Do you want to make 15 wrong questions next time?"

Tao Zhi choked.

"It's all memorized, maybe only ten mistakes." Jiang Qihuai tempted her in a low voice.

Tao Zhi: "..."

She was a little moved.

She hadn't experienced this kind of pleasure of seeing the wrong questions on the scroll and the handwriting of the red pen diminishing little by little for a long time.

"Okay," Tao Zhi said sullenly, holding his chin, "then you draw quickly, I'm so slow to carry things."

Jiang Qihuai spent half a class time drawing all the key sentences for her in his own language book.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Ji Fan was dragged away by Wang Er with his ears. Tao Zhi and Jiang Qihuai did not stop there because of their crimes, and Jiang Qihuai’s mobile phones were not turned on. Wang Er confiscated Tao Zhi’s mobile phones. .

The two returned to the classroom. Tao Zhi looked at Jiang Qihuai's mobile phone safely lying on the table, and he refused to accept, "Why did Wang Er only confiscated mine?"

Fu Xiling turned around and whispered, "Maybe it's because of his good grades?"

Tao Zhi was angry.

She didn't have Song Jiang to play with her anymore during her long time at school. Only her mobile phone accompanied her through class after class. As a result, even her mobile phone was confiscated and she lost her only partner.

Tao Zhi watched Jiang Qihuai throw his mobile phone into his schoolbag again, and said angrily: "Is there any privilege for good grades?"

Fu Xiling nodded: "Good grades are privileges. If you can take the first grade exam, you can go to Teacher Wang's office, and then take the report card on his desk and order him." Fu Xiling cleared his throat. , Arrogantly said, "Give me back my phone!"

Her voice was a bit loud, and Jiang Qihuai sat behind and raised his eyes.

Fu Xiling blushed, covering her mouth instantly and shrank into a ball.

Tao Zhi was also very wronged. It was obvious that both she and Jiang Qihuai made mistakes. Although she was active, Jiang Qihuai was a passive victim.

It was said that it was such a thing, but Tao Zhi still felt very hard to calm down. Wang Er also confiscated his mobile phone, but it was only her own.

Tao Zhi turned around, propped his head and commanded: "Go and send the phone to Wang Er, so that he will also confiscate you."

"..."

Jiang Qihuai looked at her with "what are you dreaming" eyes.

"Then you go to Wang Er and ask for my mobile phone back." Tao Zhi said capriciously.

Jiang Qihuai lowered his head again, and underlined the words in the English vocabulary list: "Get it yourself."

Tao Zhi squeezed his mouth aggrievedly, and his shoulders collapsed: "His Royal Highness, I don't have a cell phone anymore. I have just used 500,000 Happy Beans to play mahjong. I don't have any mahjong anymore."

"It's just right," Jiang Qihuai didn't raise his head, "I'll finish your Chinese memorization this week."

He finished the last row of words, closed the English book, and handed it to her.

Tao Zhi blinked and took it over: "What are you doing."

"Key words and basic vocabulary."

Tao Zhi opened his eyes and his expression was a little frozen: "You don't think I can finish this in one week, do you?"

"I didn't expect you to finish memorizing," Jiang Qihuai put down the pen, leaned back, and moved for a long time, holding the pen's sore knuckles, "you can see as much as you can."

Tao Zhi frowned and turned his nose critically, without speaking for a long time.

Just when Jiang Qihuai thought she would wrinkle all the five senses, Tao Zhi finally raised her head: "I have read all these words, can I take the first exam?"

Jiang Qihuai raised his eyebrows: "So ambitious?"

Tao Zhi looked at him sadly, and said quietly: "After all, the first grade can not be confiscated by the teacher."

"..."

Jiang Qihuai nodded, and Feng Qingyun said: "As long as there is me, you can't be possible."

When he said this, his tone couldn't be more ordinary, as if it was a matter of course that nothing was wrong.

Tao Zhi couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Started to pretend to be forced again.

The last class on Friday is the class meeting.

Wang Fuzi finally used the theme of Jiang Zhengxun’s previous theme, but at the end he added a small interactive session. He sent an envelope to everyone and wrote on two pieces of paper his dream when he was six years old and he is now sixteen. dream.

The written paper is stuffed into an envelope, and then sealed and preserved. It cannot be opened for viewing, as a letter to the future self.

Tao Zhi’s dream when he was a child was to marry a chicken killer. I don’t know why, but half of the class knew about it. Tao Zhi reasonably suspected that Jiang Zhengxun had revealed it after he was drunk.

When writing a letter, Li Shuangjiang turned around specially and called her grinningly: "Boss, do you still want to marry the killer now?"

Tao Zhi looked at him expressionlessly: "So courageous, do you dare to laugh at your boss?"

"It's the villain who offended." Li Shuangjiang bowed his head respectfully and turned around.

Tao Zhi poked his chin with the end of the pen and clicked, holding his head a little distracted.

She didn't have her mobile phone, and she was sluggish all afternoon, lacking energy.

She is a happy person, as long as she is happy now, she has no plans for the future.

Nothing to like, no preference, no industry that I want to work in.

If you have to say something, there is one, which just popped up this afternoon and wanted to get the first mobile phone back in my grade.

Tao Zhi lowered his eyes. There were two books under her note paper, and the key knowledge points were marked with a black neutral pen.

Tao Zhi was in a daze. It wasn't until Wang Zhuangzi's voice sounded on the podium that she came back to her senses. She touched the tip of the pen on the paper and wrote a line of words.

Tao Zhi folded the two notes paper, stuffed it into the envelope, then sealed it, and put it in the English book below.

When everyone in the class was almost done writing, Wang Zhuangzi glanced at the time and let them leave school ten minutes in advance.

Tao Zhi was still thinking about her mobile phone. Wang Zouzi gave an order, and she quickly stuffed the book into her schoolbag, pulled the schoolbag strap, and rushed out of the classroom door.

The math office is at the top of the stairs on the second floor. Tao Zhi stopped at the door with his schoolbag on his back, and peered inside the door frame.

There are only a few teachers in the office. There is no one at Wang Er's desk, but the things have not been cleaned up. It should be that class has not left.

Tao Zhi waited at the door for a while, while rehearsing in his head and waiting for a while what to say, how to sell the phone and get the phone back.

She was leaning against the wall, shaking her head and thinking, suddenly the shadow in front of her flickered, and a voice came from above her head.

"Who are you waiting for."

Tao Zhi raised his head.

Jiang Qihuai stood in front of her, looking at him with his head down.

The dim light in the corridor of the teaching building was completely blocked by him. The teenager was against the light, and his facial features were hidden in the shadows. The long eyelashes outlined a long and deep outline at the end of his eyes. The light-colored pupils looked because of the light. Deeply blackened.

Tao Zhi was tempted by Beauty again for two seconds before he said: "Wait for Wang Er, I want to get my phone back."

Jiang Qihuai nodded: "Have you finished memorizing English?"

Tao Zhi was thinking about how to betray Wang Er later, and was not in the mood to think about English. She looked at the corridor and waited for Wang Er to return to the office after class. She said absently, "No, no, so much. Can you finish it in one afternoon?"

Jiang Qihuai put his hand into the pocket of the school uniform jacket, pinched a silver-white mobile phone with his slender fingers, pulled it out, and shook it in front of her.

Tao Zhi paused for a moment, and stopped.

Her cell phone.

She just bought the latest model of mobile phone just after school.

She has five hundred happy beans in her cell phone.

Tao Zhi raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Qihuai blankly: "When did you get it?"

"Afternoon." Jiang Qihuai said.

Tao Zhi walked forward two steps, raising his hand to get it.

Jiang Qihuai's long arms raised up following her movements, and the mobile phone was lifted up in his hand like a jumping machine, rubbing the girl's soft fingertips without being reached by her.

The young man was tall, and as soon as he raised his arm, the phone hung high above her head, close to her but out of reach.

Tao Zhi looked sideways and glared at him angrily.

Jiang Qihuai squeezed the phone with his fingertips, shook it lazily, and said unhurriedly: "When will the book be finished and when will it be given to you."