Peach Branch Bubbles

The September night in the north was very cold, and Xicheng District was dimly lit, and occasionally there were two or three pedestrians.

Tao Zhi leaned on the traffic light pole erected at the cross street, watching the teenager squatting on the side of the road lighting his cigarette not far away.

The boy took out the lighter from his pocket, and the small flame was in his palm. The darkness of the night was dyed with a thin layer of warm red light.

Very skilled.

Tao Zhi took out the phone and dialed the last missed call.

After two seconds, the teenager a hundred meters away lowered his head and glanced at the phone, then picked it up: "Hey—"

"Are you here?" Tao Zhi asked.

The boy was still biting a cigarette in his mouth, and his voice was vaguely dragging a long tone: "Here, I have been waiting for you for a long time, so you can let me wait."

"You said, when you were in kindergarten every day, you were stinky and you had to tie your braids. Then let me wait," he suddenly recalled the past in the curling smoke: "You slept in after going to school, I have to wait."

"Even when I was born, I **** had to wait for you to be dragged out. If it wasn't for the tenacious vitality of the young master, I would be suffocated to death."

The boy finally summed up with vicissitudes of life: "Tao Zhi, you are the woman I have waited for all my life."

"..."

Tao Zhi rolled his eyes, walked over, raised his hand and slapped him on the back of his head: "Is it over?"

Ji Fan snorted, holding a cigarette in one hand and holding the phone in the other and turning back.

The woman he had waited for all his life was standing behind him, her eyes drooping, staring at him without expression.

Ji Fan raised his head, half of the ashes dropped from the cigarette in his hand.

"Hey," he smirked twice, "coming?"

Tao Zhi hung up the phone while holding the phone, and squatted down.

Ji Fan leaned back and hid the cigarette holding hand behind him, but he forgot that the person was standing behind him.

Tao Zhi lowered his head and watched the hand with the cigarette stretched out from under her eyelids, reaching out to her eyes all the time.

Then it clicked, and another piece of soot fell.

Tao Zhi: "..."

Tao Zhi called him: "Ji Fan."

"Ah." Ji Fan shivered, a little panicked.

"Do you know what disease our second uncle and grandfather finally got?" Tao Zhi said, "lung cancer."

"..."

Ji Fan quickly withdrew his hand, put his cigarette **** out on the floor tiles, walked to the trash can and threw it in, and then obediently came back to wait for the instruction.

Tao Zhi glanced at him: "It's not that I quit."

"...It's that easy." Ji Fan scratched his head. "If you do, don't scold me."

"If you scold you, it would be useful for your early grades and academic excellence," Tao Zhi rolled his eyes, his tone was unabashedly disgusting, "I heard that you got nine points in the math exam for the final exam? Your high school tyrants in the attached middle school are like that. ?"

Ji Fan asked, "How many do you take?"

"Twenty." Tao Zhi said.

"..."

Ji Fan looked at her hard to say nothing, and didn't know how this person could dislike him so confidently after a 20-point test: "The school tyrants in the middle school affiliated with us all got nine points in the test."

Tao Zhi: "Then the school fighter in our experiment has to take 20. After you transfer to school, remember to think of a way to make up the eleven points."

Ji Fan junior high school moved out with Ji Jin. At that time, he was crying and making trouble not wanting to leave. Now a few years have passed. He has friends and familiar living environment he can't bear there, and he will be driven back again.

He didn't want to come back, Tao Zhi knew, but he couldn't help it.

Children do not have the right to speak. Do you want this kind of thing to have no influence on the decision of an adult? If you let you go east, you can't go half a step west.

No one spoke for a while, and the two of them squatted on the side of the road, staring at the sparse traffic at night. After a long while, Ji Fan sighed.

"When are you going back?" Tao Zhi asked first.

"After a while," Ji Fan said, "it seems like there are still some formalities."

Tao Zhi propped his head with one hand, with fingertips on his lips, looking at the teenager's face that barely resembles her, he rarely comforted him with compassion: "Think better, you will be able to follow I'm in a school."

Ji Fan's emotions have calmed down a bit, and he is desperate after hearing this: "I don't want to go even more when you say that."

"..."

Tao Zhi's teeth itchy roots, gritted his teeth to hold back his desire to beat him, after thinking about it, and then saying, "Our school doesn't need to do homework. Sometimes the teacher is in a good mood, so we don't check it."

Ji Fan turned his head and looked at her inexplicably: "What homework? Are you still doing homework?"

"..."

Tao Zhi felt that his dignity as a bad girl was trampled under his questioning eyes.

"Of course I don't write," Tao Zhi said. "Why do I do my homework when I have nothing to do? I don't even bother to copy."

September 2nd, the first day of school.

The first class of high school.

The morning wind came in with a slight coolness, blowing in the curtains. Just after a quarter past seven, most of the people in the classroom were already sitting.

Tao Zhi was sitting in the penultimate row by the wall, with a stack of test papers spread out on his left hand side, and the answers were densely packed, and on the right hand side was another stack that was exactly the same and blank.

At this moment, the girl was biting the cap and holding a black pen in her hand, quickly copying the answer to it.

The dark eyes swept to the left, and the pen in the right hand was another row, with almost no pause in the middle, it was as smooth as an engine that had just been lubricated, very skillful and fast.

After copying one page, she flipped over the page and kicked the chair leg of the man in the front row.

With a soft "Kang Dang", the boy's chair sitting in front of her rubbed forward, and quickly turned her head back carefully.

Tao Zhi was still struggling with writing in his hand, and did not lift his head. With a pen cap in his mouth, he asked vaguely: "Are you from the old Wang's class?"

The boy nodded and said "Ah" again.

"When does he usually like to collect homework?"

The first experiment is divided into two subjects, twelve science classes and seven liberal arts classes. The class teacher and teachers of each subject will also be re-assigned.

Tao Zhi had never attended Pharaoh's class before. He only knew that he was a physics teacher. He was very fierce. He was often heard in the hallway training students in the office.

The new semester and the new atmosphere, at least from the smooth handing in of vacation homework, she is different from Ji Fan, she is a positive and bad girl.

She is very sunny.

If you can copy a little bit, but you can't finish copying it, there is no way.

At least tried.

The score can be low, and sincerity must be in place.

Anyway, Ji Fan doesn't know now.

Tao Zhi came to school early to write vacation homework with the idea that he could finish copying one subject. She quickly wrote to fill in the blanks, and the boy in front of him said: "Mr. Wang usually pinches a bit. , But sometimes I will arrive early to see early self-study or something, and the homework will be collected before class.” After a pause, the boy added, “The first class today is physics.”

Tao Zhi's nib paused, raised his head, frowned and looked at him with an "ah".

Li Shuangjiang was a little surprised.

She is quite famous in school. She is rich and good-looking at home, and she is good at fighting. She is a fierce ancestor who calls the wind and rains.

But at this moment, the ancestor was sitting in the back row of him holding his Chinese papers, frowning, looking at him a little distressed, worrying about the problem that high school students all over the world would worry about: "What should I do? Too many, I can't finish copying."

"Either I copy the physics first and give Pharaoh the respect he deserves," Tao Zhi said while sweeping the Chinese papers aside, "Front desk, let me copy the physics papers?"

Before she finished speaking, Li Shuangjiang had already taken out the physics paper and handed it to her.

Tao Zhi took it over, said a word of thanks, and opened the book and continued to work hard.

She copied carefully and attentively, as if there was no one else, as if she had copied to a state of selflessness.

I don't know how long it took, she faintly heard a voice in the class, and the good brother at the front desk who borrowed her homework to copy kept coughing, and she didn't care.

She was completely immersed in her diligence at this moment.

After copying it, Tao Zhi felt that something was not quite right.

I always feel that there is a person standing next to me.

Tao Zhibi kept raising his head to take a look, and then met a face full of folds.

Tao Zhi still remembered the last physics formula and answer on the front desk paper he had just seen. He didn't stop or lower his head, and he finished writing the last question while looking at Fuzi's face.

Fanzi looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. Tao Zhi had seen him several times in the Physics and Chemistry Office. Preliminarily, he was judged to be Lao Wang.

Wang Zunzi stood beside her with his hands on his back. He didn't know how long he watched, and the folds on his face trembled: "Did you copy?"

"Not yet." Tao Zhi said.

"How bad is it?"

"Just finished copying half of the language and four physics." Tao Zhi Tao Zhi said honestly.

The folds on Fuzi's face began to tremble again.

Tao Zhi couldn't tell whether he was angry or laughing, and in the end he could only conservatively estimate that he was angry.

Wang Fuzi slapped the table with anger: "Take your homework and write it to me in my office. If you can't finish it, leave it to me. You don't need to go anywhere, and don't eat or eat in class!"

Tao Zhi has long been accustomed to this process, and obediently took out the remaining few papers from his schoolbag, and by the way, he took out his mobile phone and hid it in his sleeve.

Her former head teacher taught English. She hadn't been to the Office of Material Chemistry and Biology a few times, and she didn't know which table belonged to Wang Zhuangzi, so she walked directly to the window sill of the office, put all the papers in her hand on the window sill, and wrote while standing.

It was still early, and there were no people in the office, only a female teacher sitting in the corner, and a boy sitting at the table next to the window sill, his head hanging down and writing something.

The desk was placed opposite to each other. There were two computers between Tao Zhi and the boy. The desktop was blocked by the computer display screen, making it impossible to see what he was writing.

But it doesn’t matter if you can’t see it. Tao Zhi has seen too much of this kind of thing. Half of her good brothers are doing homework in the office, writing reviews and helping each other. They can almost see this person and her at a glance. Is a fellow traveler.

Tao Zhi knew it instantly.

It's also a person who didn't write homework.

Tao Zhi lay down on the windowsill and opened the physics paper. First, he swept around in a decent way, and found that none of it would be possible.

So he simply took out his phone, snapped a picture of the paper, and started searching for answers.

After finishing four or five questions, the female teacher finally left with two books.

Tao Zhi turned her head and took a look. Her fellow fellows were still making up their homework.

He lowered his head, his face was also blocked by the display, only showing short black hair and a hand holding a pen.

A pretty hand with very long fingers and thin bones on the back of the hand.

She is a hand-controller, and her impression of this person suddenly improved.

Tao Zhi took two steps forward, pressed the edge of the table, leaned over through the monitor, and whispered to him: "Good brother."

The boy's writing movement did not stop and did not respond.

It's quite focused.

Tao Zhi held his elbows on the desktop and pressed forward, his head protruding halfway from the computer display, only his eyes were revealed: "You haven't done homework either?"

The boy paused with the tip of his pen and looked up.

Tao Zhi saw his face clearly, blinked, and whistled subconsciously.

The crisp whistle was especially clear and loud in the empty office.

This man's eyes are more beautiful than his hands, the eye sockets are deep, the corners of the eyes are narrow and the outline is convergent, the color of the eyes is a little light in the sun, and the coldness is almost inhuman.

Like a princess Liuli.

Princess Liuli looked widowed and did not speak.

Tao Zhi came back to his senses, not embarrassed, and remembered what was going on.

He didn’t say anything. Tao Zhi just pretended that he acquiesced, and asked directly: “I didn’t write it, how many subjects are you still missing? I have done half of the physics copy before, so I can borrow you to copy it later. Chemical biology."

Princess Liuli raised her eyebrows and knocked the tip of her pen lightly on the table, and her beautiful peach eyes were slightly raised: "Can you borrow me to copy them later?"

The tail sound rises slightly, and the tone is like a thin line of ice cutting through the sunlight in the early autumn and early morning.

Tao Zhi wanted to whistle again.

She felt that this young man was happily dancing at every point of her aesthetic.

Sure enough, he didn't do his homework!

Fellow fellow!

Tao Zhiyou kind of found the happiness of his comrades in arms: "Yes."

"..."

Tao Zhi lifted his head and rested his chin on the computer monitor: "Mathematics and chemical biology, let's check one subject, and then change the copy. Do you want to make a deal?"

Princess Liuli: "Okay."

Tao Zhiyixi: "Then I will chemistry."

"Then my creature."

He put down the pen and leaned back, leaning back on the chair and watching the little girl show half of her head like a groundhog, breaking her fingers to guide him: "You are a little quicker, and we can do math and science. Finish the copy before the lunch break."

The groundhog was talking here, his eyes hung down to see what he was writing on the table, and just a vague glance, the office door was pushed open with a "creak".

She didn't have time to react, still keeping her upper body leaning on the table and talking to him. Wang Zhanzi walked over, knocking her head with the scroll in her hand.

Hit the mole.

"I asked you to do your homework and talked about it? You can talk anywhere, right?" Wang Zhuangzi dropped the book in his hand on the desk and looked up at the opposite Jiang Qihuai: "Did you fill it out?"

Jiang Qihuai handed over what had been writing on the table.

Wang Zhuangzi took it over and looked at it and nodded: "Okay, I'll see if there is any problem later, and turn around to hand it in for you." Wang Zhuangzi raised his head, his brows that had been wringing loosened a little, "I will follow the attached middle school. Ms. Liu of the previous semester was a colleague. I heard him mention you. In the city three school model exam last semester, you got a perfect score in mathematics?"

"..."

Tao Zhi turned his head and looked at him blankly.

Jiang Qihuai glanced at her indifferently: "Yeah."

"I didn't deduct a few points for Lizong," Wang Zouzi continued, "The first place in the attached high school has been transferred to our experiment. Your teacher Liu keeps saying that I picked up a big bargain, and I don't want you to come here. Okay, the form is finished. It’s okay. You can go back to the classroom first. On the first day of school today, you will slowly adapt."

Jiang Qihuai responded, pushed the chair away and walked out of the office, passing by the stiff groundhog.

Tao Zhi: "..."

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The author has something to say:

Jiang Qihuai: Yazi who is not too smart.

This article is also known as "Beauty and the Beast: Princess Liuli and His Groundhog"

It's been too long, I don't know if there is any baby.

Guarantee is a campus essay, and I can’t say anything else. Anyway, I’ll write and write casually. You can just check it out. You can leave a comment if you like it, and you can’t beat me if you don’t like it.