Peach Branch Bubbles

This one still fought after all.

Tao Zhi thought peacefully.

Although our player is not her, the enemy player is not Jiang Qihuai.

But it doesn't matter, at least Jiang Qihuai's table and possessions are involved, and she hasn't moved a finger in all of this.

Sometimes victory is so easy.

She was standing next to the wall, looking at the king who was usually so cold that she couldn’t bear to raise her eyelashes. At this moment, she stood blankly at the door, staring down at the same time as his physical papers, and her eyelids drooped. When he came down, the corners of his lips droop slightly, the line of his chin became tight for a moment, and the blue veins on the back of his thin hands were bulging.

The next second, Jiang Qihuai turned his head and looked at her.

He was standing at the door, she was leaning against the wall, and the two of them were very close, Tao Zhi finally saw something called emotion in those pale, glazed eyes.

He was upset.

After confirming this matter, Tao Zhi was relieved.

Tao Zhi looked at him, blinked his eyes twice, his face full of innocence, as if saying silently—don't look at me, I didn't do anything.

She also shook her head unexpectedly: "Impulsive."

Tao Zhi sighed, "You boys are sometimes too impulsive."

Pick yourself up clean.

The impulsive Song Jiang over there rolled up and gave another punch to the non-mainstreamer, and the paper under his feet broke again. The non-mainstreamer scolded and got up. As soon as he raised his arm, Wang Zhanzi appeared behind Jiang Qihuai, "What are you doing!" What are you doing! Fighting in the classroom! Ah?! Stopped me!"

The movements of the two hot-blooded male high school students were stopped by this throat. Song Jiang's face was painted a little bit, compared with the non-mainstream, it was much more miserable, and he stood there with swollen nose and swollen nose.

Neither of them were in the first class of the second grade, but they had a fight in the first class. Wang Zhuangzi took them away while looking for their head teacher.

The classroom suddenly became quiet, and Fu Xiling was so frightened that he shrank in position with his chopsticks, afraid to speak.

Jiang Qihuai stood still and didn't move.

Tao Zhi looked around at the empty space at the back of the classroom. It was just crowded and people didn't feel that the things on the ground like Jiang Qihuai were indeed a bit miserable.

She actually didn't think about the kick that kicked him on the table bar at the time. She and Song Jiang were old partners in the fight, and they didn't know how to cooperate.

Moreover, in the case of fighting, it was a first mover.

In the silence, she watched Jiang Qihuai finally move. He walked over in silence, lifted the table and kicked it back to its original position, picked up the papers and books one by one, and threw them back to the table.

Then Jiang Qihuai went to fish for his schoolbag in the bucket.

The bucket was not big, and the bag was quite wide. It didn't fall into it completely, and it stuck to the side of the bucket obliquely, a little and a half soaked.

Jiang Qihuai pulled the schoolbag strap to lift it up and hung it above, with the black schoolbag dripping with water. The water droplets were about the same, he unzipped the zipper, pulled out the soaked papers and textbooks, and threw them into the trash can next to them.

During the whole process, he didn't say a word. His school uniform was wetted by the water on his schoolbag. The water was originally not clean. The white school uniform jacket was obviously dirty, and his fingers were also wet.

Rao is a person like Tao Zhi who has no conscience, and it is rare that he feels a little uncomfortable feeling of guilt in his heart at this moment after being refreshed.

And with a guilty conscience, she always felt that Jiang Qihuai seemed to know what she did, but she didn't bother to say it.

Whether she was intentional or not, she really kicked his table over.

Tao Zhi wanted to speak a few times, but she didn't know what to say. She was not very good at dealing with this strange situation.

No one spoke, stiffness and depression filled the air.

Fu Xiling finally calmed down, raised his hand and gently poked Tao Zhi's back across the table.

Tao Zhi turned his head and saw the little girl secretly handing her a pack of tissues from below.

What are you doing.

Tao Zhi looked at her blankly.

I didn't cry again.

Fu Xiling winked at her with a crazy hint, and then looked at Jiang Qihuai.

Tao Zhi suddenly realized that he took the tissue and turned around.

She hesitated and put the tissue gently on his desk.

Jiang Qihuai looked down, his gaze fell on it for a moment, and he had no intention of picking it up.

He wasn't a person with a good character at first, but he was really holding back the fire at the moment, and he was really a little irritable.

But the first two little girls kept staring at him, seeming to be waiting for his response.

Jiang Qihuai paused.

"Thank you." He looked away and said coldly, without emotion.

Tao Zhi touched his nose and didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Jiang Qihuai didn't seem to have any plans to talk to her anymore, he turned around and walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag.

In the silence, Tao Zhi turned his head, looked at Fu Xiling, and confirmed: "Is he angry?"

Fu Xiling nodded: "I think it's a bit."

Tao Zhi also nodded: "He didn't use the paper we handed him either."

"Because he is angry," Fu Xiling coaxed her, "but he said thank you, he still takes care of the girl's face, so don't be angry, this is just the beginning of school, and everyone will be classmates for two years in the future."

Tao Zhi didn't speak, his eyes fell on the pile of books and papers that had been trampled on Jiang Qihuai's desk, and the form he had filled out in the office flashed past his mind.

Although she just shook her eyes, she only glanced, but she still saw the words above.

It is an application form for bursary.

Jiang Qihuai didn't come back after leaving at noon. After the first get out of class in the afternoon, Tao Zhi made a trip to the teacher's office of each subject, and finally went to Wang Zhuangzi's.

Wang Zhuangzi and Song Jiang and the head teacher of their non-mainstream class were all there. When she went in, Wang Zhuangzi saw her and called her: "Tao Zhi, just right, you call me Fu Xiling."

Tao Zhi replied and glared at Song Jiang when Wang Fuzi turned his head.

—Girls, have you also confessed to them?

Song Jiang's face was painted, and he had just gone to the school infirmary for treatment. A small piece of white gauze was pasted on the left half of his face, which looked a little funny.

He spread his hands innocently and made a zipper gesture, and the other finger pointed at the non-mainstream next to him.

He didn't mean it.

Tao Zhi sighed in his heart and glanced at the non-mainstream face whose face was swollen like a pig's head. He felt that he was too light to be beaten at this point.

At noon, she asked about Fu Xiling's specific situation. The non-mainstream face looks okay, and there should be a little money at home. It is said that in the third year of high school and their small circle, they also got mixed up, and their girlfriends changed very often.

Then I didn't know why I fell in love with Xiaobaicai Fu Xiling, who stalked the school girl every day, blocked the door of the classroom during lunch break and school, and delivered milk tea snacks diligently. The more Fu Xiling refused, the more energy he got, and he often said something disgusting Bara.

After a class, Fu Xiling came back with red eye circles. The white and colorful papers on Tao Zhi’s desk spread out across the table. She was arranging them one by one, taking the time to look at her while letting her position. "You cry." NS?"

"No," Fu Xiling shook her head, "I explained to Teacher Wang clearly, he shouldn't punish your friend, he is just to help me."

"The reason is not important. He has done it too. It is normal to be punished for fighting and being scolded. He has long been used to it." Tao Zhi didn't take it seriously. After she went in, he sat down and continued stroking the papers, and said familiarly. The next step should be to find parents to look at the attitudes of both parents and write a review. When the flag was raised on Monday, they publicly admitted their mistakes and fined a few weeks on duty. They didn't fight badly and should not be penalized."

Fu Xiling thought of the non-mainstream eyes that were so swollen that they were almost invisible, and he didn't know what kind of fight in Tao Zhi's heart was considered serious.

Jiang Qihuai was not there all afternoon until school was over.

It is rare for Tao Xiuping to stay at home for a few more days in the past two days. In the evening, he grafted pottery sticks and left school. As soon as the little girl got in the car, Tao Xiuping felt that the little ancestor was in a bad condition today.

The mood doesn't seem so good.

"Today is chestnut butter crisp." Tao Xiuping said.

"Oh." Tao Zhi replied, lowered his head to buckle the seat belt, and didn't turn his head to take it.

He didn't rush in the back seat, nor did he say that he was the best father in the world and looked like Wu Yanzu.

Tao Xiuping hit the steering wheel with one hand, and reached out and rubbed her head: "What's the matter? Who upset our princess today?"

Tao Zhi didn't speak.

"Fighting with someone again?" Tao Xiuping guessed, "Did you go to the hospital?"

Tao Zhi raised his head dissatisfied.

Tao Xiuping was happy, and deliberately teased her: "Why, haven't you played yet?"

"I didn't fight with people. It's only a few days since school started. How can I get into trouble so easily."

"Indeed," Tao Xiuping nodded solemnly, agreeing half-truth, "We Zhizhi are honest children who don't like to make trouble. Generally, others will mess with you first."

Tao Zhi sighed, "Song Jiang had a fight with someone today."

"Well, what then?" Tao Xiuping asked patiently.

"He knocked my annoying dog over the back table," Tao Zhi did not conceal his crime, "I kicked it."

Tao Xiuping: "...Don't talk dirty."

Tao Zhi recalled the tragedy at noon: "Then his papers and books fell on the ground, the books were dirty, and the papers were crushed a lot."

"..."

"The schoolbag has been dropped into the bucket, and the contents are all wet."

"...That's pretty miserable." Tao Xiuping said dryly.

"Then he was angry." Tao Zhi said at last, "Although he is quite a dog, I don't think it's the crime."

"Then he didn't beat you?" Tao Xiuping looked at his daughter and asked sincerely.

Tao Zhi said blankly, "He didn't know it was me."

Tao Xiuping wanted to laugh a little, but he held back: "Well...Dad doesn't know how to evaluate this matter, but if he doesn't do anything particularly excessive, I think you can be a little bit magnanimous and don't have to follow He is generally knowledgeable, he is so miserable anyway."

Tao Xiuping knows too much about the character of her daughter, and 80% feel a little sorry for her, but he feels awkward not to take the initiative to admit it.

He directly gave her a step down, Tao Zhi calmly convinced himself, and said with peace of mind: "Okay, I won't care about him."

After I figured it out, Tao Zhi's mood improved a lot. After going home to eat and wash up at night, I had a good night's sleep. After getting up early the next day, Tao Xiuping asked Tao Xiuping to send her to school.

Before Tao Xiuping even woke up, he listened to her knocking on the door there, and quickly cleaned up, yawned and went downstairs to the garage to drive.

When he arrived in the class, there were not many people sitting in the classroom, so Tao Zhi bent down and glanced at the contents of his desk.

She hesitated, but took out a thick stack of books from the belly of the table, turned around, and was about to put it on Jiang Qihuai's table.

The back door of the classroom was pushed open, and Jiang Qihuai walked in.

His table was just in front of the back door, Jiang Qihuai fell on her at a glance, looking down at her: "What are you doing?"

Tao Zhi still hung a stack of books in his arms above his desk, his movements froze.

Why does this force come so early today!

Didn't he usually come by pinching a bit?

Tao Zhi settled there in embarrassment, whether the book was released for a while, nor was it left unreleased.

Just stood stiffly for five seconds.

I was seen anyway, Tao Zhi simply broke the jar, gritted his teeth with a stern face, and put down the things in his hands without saying a word.

The book was heavy, and fell on the table with a deep muffled sound.

Jiang Qihuai raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

"See it for yourself." Tao Zhi said dully.

She didn't look at him, turned around in silence and sat down, making her move in one go.

Jiang Qihuai opened the chair and sat down, then flipped through the books she had just put down and took a look at the new English textbook on top. In the future, it is all the books and workbooks of various subjects that were distributed at the beginning of the semester.

The tatters he threw on the table yesterday are gone.

As soon as the book was opened, the little girl in front suddenly turned around and smashed two large stacks of papers again with no expression.

Jiang Qihuai looked at the paper that was slapped on his desk with two bangs, and visually inspected the thickness. It should have been from the beginning of school to the present week.

All are new.

She got him new test papers and teaching materials.

Jiang Qihuai was startled, and finally reacted, raising his head and looking over.

The long black hair of the little girl in front was neatly tied into a ponytail, her head shook uncomfortably, and her exposed ear tips were a little red.

Then Tao Zhi stretched out his hand back for the third time.

She didn't look back this time, she only carried her hands on her back, pinched a thin sheet of paper, and slowly placed it on the thick curled surface in front of him.

It seemed that it was because he couldn't see it with his back, and he wasn't sure whether it was crooked. That little hand stretched out a thin white index finger, pressed the fingertip against the piece of paper, and slowly pushed it in his direction.

The thin piece of paper squirmed forward, stopped, squirmed again, and then lay under his eyelids.

Tao Zhi's fingertips gently scratched the paper twice, and then nodded, motioning him to look.

Jiang Qihuai lowered his eyes.

It was a sticky note in the shape of a gingerbread man. Two characters were scribbled on the little man's belly, and the handwriting was as lawless as her own.

-truce.

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Brother screwdriver: The daughter-in-law coaxed me. ! ! (no