"Bai Feng is a very loyal and strange woman in the world. She will draw out her sword to help when there is an injustice on the road. When one side is in trouble, all sides will support her. She has a kind heart and strong strength. When she ascends to a high place, her followers are like clouds. Her iron palm shakes the three rivers, and her divine power covers the five mountains...
" Lu Zhengkang boasted eloquently.
However, his deskmate ignored him.
It's lunch time now. As a rare free time in the day, everyone has concentrated their pent-up complaints all morning, so the cafeteria is always noisy. From time to time, some people do some amazing things, such as being violent after being sprayed with food.
Screams, etc. At this time, a burst of shouting will be transmitted like lightning, attracting everyone's attention.
Lu Zhengkang and his deskmate Bao Feng squatted in an inconspicuous corner of the cafeteria, sitting across from each other. However, Bao Feng kept his head down and ate silently. Lu Zhengkang turned to look behind Bao Feng, and Su Xiangli was secretly observing.
And behind Lu Zhengkang's right side, his injured friends were also lurking quietly.
Su Xiangli made a "what's wrong?" gesture, and Lu Zhengkang shook his head slightly.
Zou Jiaqi turned to Zhang Yingxuan and asked, "Su Xiangli drew a circle next to his ear with his finger. What does it mean?"
"I don't know." Zhang Yingxuan gnawed on the chicken leg.
Wei Changjun couldn't help but think for a moment, "Are you saying your ears are unclean? Uh, no, are you saying your hair is too messy?"
Zhou Ping squinted his eyes. He was dejected and stared straight at the dinner plate. His vision was out of focus. He was already very sleepy. During class in the morning, he was scolded by the math teacher and he was asked to stand in the last row.
He listened to the lecture, and then he fell asleep standing up for a while.
Zhang Yingxuan patted Zhou Ping and said, "Don't fall asleep. Are you having insomnia again at night?"
"It's okay..." The simulation cabin game brought excessive nerve stimulation, which was nothing to worry about, but Zhou Ping, unfortunately, had some neurasthenia. Especially at night, it was difficult for him to fall asleep.
Zou Jiaqi shouted in a low voice again: "Su Xiangli scratched his neck. Is this saying that Lu Zhengkang is dead?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, I guess so." Everyone chuckled.
Zhou Ping also thought it was funny, but he didn't have the energy, so he just grinned and lowered his head as if he was smiling, but no one cared. He had a silly laugh for a while, and then returned to his expressionless tired look.
"They left, Lu Zhengkang and the squad leader left, Su Xiangli also left." Zou Jiaqi sighed regretfully, "Okay, today's program is over. Let's torture that scumbag again tonight, isn't it?
, Love Saint, how did he hook up with another beautiful girl in front of his girlfriend."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Everyone has turned into ruthless lip-smacking machines, "This Lu Zhengkang is too cruel!"
"Okay, let's eat and eat."
The brief lunch time ended in a hurry, and everyone walked to the teaching building together. Zhang Yingxuan put his arm around Zhou Ping's shoulders and was concerned about the living conditions of his good friends, "How are you and those roommates doing?"
"It's okay." Zhou Ping was still energetic when walking, "There's nothing to talk about." The relationship in the dormitory these days is just that, everyone has a separate bedroom. If the relationship is good, it will be like Lu Zhengkang's Twelve Apartments 612
In bed, everyone is always talking and laughing, and can help each other. If the relationship is not good, roommates may not be able to speak more than ten words in one semester. The relationship between Zhou Ping and his roommates is like neighbors, which is not bad, but
It was just a nod.
Zhou Ping didn't have many friends. Apart from Zhang Yingxuan and the others, there were only a few classmates with similar grades: the scumbags who were at the bottom together.
When he first came to Class 1, a relative at home helped. There were actually five students like him. His student number was fourth from the bottom. It was certain that those with student numbers behind him were from related households. Now he
He was still in the first class, and the remaining five related households were all removed.
He never listened well to classes in elementary school, but he had to work hard in junior high school. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to be rejected? When he goes to the elite class or even the ordinary class, how can he still have a good chat with his former classmates?
Young people always have to be shy.
…
Lu Zhengkang found Baifeng's roommate, who was also a classmate in the class. There was a girl named Mao Yuqiu whom he often interacted with.
She also studied painting. Lu Zhengkang would give her some blackboard newspaper work, mainly those formalistic contents. Once it came to this aspect, Lu Zhengkang felt as if a tendon was breaking in his head.
Then my mind went blank.
During the afternoon self-study time, Lu Zhengkang boldly walked forward from the last row to the first row. He leaned over and smiled at Mao Yuqiu, "Classmate Mao Qiu."
Mao Yuqiu calmly stepped back and said, "Classmate Lutou." This girl is short and frail, with pale skin and three or five dim pimples on her face. Her personality is a bit too mature and she looks like a little sister. Speaking of which,
It's the magnanimity of a big sister.
Lu Zhengkang quietly looked at the back row, where his deskmate was quietly doing homework. He felt relieved and clasped his fists at Mao Yuqiu, "Please come to the health room to see me after school. I have something I want to know from you."
"Let's see if I have time." Mao Yuqiu glanced at the front door of the classroom, "By the way, the head teacher is at the door."
Classmate Xiaolu pretended to be calm, "Please do come, I will leave first."
"Lu Zhengkang, come out for a moment."
There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.
"Why are you laughing? Hurry up and do your homework! The exam is coming soon, do you still have time to laugh?"
When Lu Zhengkang entered the office, he saw Zhou Ping. Now he understood. No wonder his seat was vacant during lunch self-study time. He thought Zhou Ping was late for dinner, but he came directly to the office.
As the saying goes, when brothers in distress meet, they immediately tremble. Lu Zhengkang gestures: What's the matter with you? Zhou Ping shook his head quietly.
The head teacher actually laughed when he saw this scene, "They were even sending secret messages. We have a good relationship."
Lu Zhengkang laughed, "We are all buddies."
The head teacher nodded, and she sat on a comfortable armchair. The big wave on her head was like a sleeping mat, which could almost bury her face. The eyes of a menopausal and irritable woman often had light, as if she could
It shoots out burning fire and lightning.
"You guys have a good relationship, so you should know about Zhou Ping's recent class, right?"
Lu Zhengkang hesitated and turned to look at Zhou Ping. He had his head lowered and his back slumped, looking very unmotivated.
The head teacher said seriously: "Several teachers reported to me that there is someone in our class who often sleeps in class. I originally thought it was Ma Yuanhui, but I didn't expect it to be Zhou Ping."
Ma Yuanhui is the god of sleep in the class. He has no other hobbies but sleeping, mainly during after-school time. He can wake up as soon as he lies down. Even though he is so lazy, his grades can still remain in the middle. He is indeed a smart person. The class teacher has asked him several times
Advise him to work harder, but he always listens to the advice with an open mind and refuses to change despite repeated admonitions.
Zhou Ping's tone was low, "Teacher, I was wrong, please try to correct it."
The head teacher glanced sideways at him, his domineering expression looked very irritating. Lu Zhengkang coughed quickly and said, "Don't worry, Teacher Wei, I will definitely help Zhou Ping adjust his condition."
"Well, you and I have always been at ease. Zhou Ping should go back first."
The class teacher began to talk about the problems between Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli. She did not object to their feelings. The reason was very simple: Lu Zhengkang was the first in the grade because of his good grades.
It's very good and can be liked by all teachers.
Those who study well are called golden boys and beautiful girls, which is a good match; those who study poorly are called idiots and resentful girls, which is a bad match. It's as simple as that.
Chapter completed!