Peach Branch Bubbles

Jiang Qihuai looked at his front desk stiffly, his tight expression was full of restrained anger, and he turned his head like a Shura crawling out of hell.

The look in his eyes seemed to be desperate in the next second and couldn't help but rush up and eat him raw.

Jiang Qihuai rarely walked away for a whim, and his eyes turned up two inches, wanting to see if the little groundhog's head would be so angry.

If anger can be realized.

He curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly, only for a moment, the next moment he regained his untouchable coldness.

Tao Zhi turned around.

Jiang Qihuai turned his pen while waiting for her explanation.

He sat in the back, unable to see the groundhog's expression, only the little girl's shoulders were shrinking.

"Teacher, I don't know how to write," Tao Zhi said in a very low voice, "I also want to write homework well, but my foundation is too poor."

Kind of flexion and extension.

The little girl was full of sincerity, and her voice was pitiful. Wang Fuzi's expression softened a little: "I can't write or write nonsense. If I can't, I can ask my classmates or the teacher. I'm in the office every day. "

"I am too embarrassed to disturb my classmates," Tao Zhi honestly admitted to the mistake on the surface, "I was too anxious, I was afraid that I would not be able to hand in before this week, and I would write randomly later when I was anxious. Teacher Wang, I will write well next time. , You might write slowly, so don’t be angry."

Wang Zhuangzi was originally a hard-talked-hearted person. She was indeed very sincere when she admitted her mistakes. She was a little girl with a thin face, and the fire came and went quickly: "If you have this determination, the teacher is not afraid that you write more slowly and wrongly. , As long as you have the thought of learning in your mind, the teacher and classmates are willing to help you, you are at the front and back desk, and you are at the same table. Ask frequently if you don’t." Wang Zhuangzi's tone eased, "Okay, you can sit down." , Your foundation is indeed a problem, and I will think of a way."

Tao Zhi obediently responded and sat down.

When I was sitting, my knees were against the edge of the chair, and I nudged back quietly.

Jiang Qihuai's desk tilted backwards unexpectedly. The edge of the desk tilted upward at a thirty-degree angle, and a stack of papers slid down on the desk, and fell to the ground mostly.

Jiang Qihuai: "..."

He leaned down to pick it up.

Tao Zhi also looked careless, "kindly" turned his head and bent over the edge of the table with one hand to help him.

As she lowered her head, her expression changed for a second, and she leaned forward while pretending to help pick up the papers, trying to control her temper and volume, and gritted her teeth: "Do I have any feud with you?"

Jiang Qihuai picked up a paper: "No."

"Then why did you harm me?" Tao Zhi whispered over the fire.

"Why did you let me do your homework for you?" Jiang Qihuai also pressed his throat.

Tao Zhi picked up a paper and handed it to him: "If you don't write, you won't write. You promised me that you made a mistake on purpose. Are you a person?"

Jiang Qihuai took it over: "It's not you who threatened me?"

"Did you lie to me first in Lao Wang's office that you also came to make up your homework?"

"I didn't say it."

"...You fucking?" Tao Zhi didn't expect Jiang Qihuai to be such a dog. She picked up the last paper and handed it over, glaring at him. Misleading me on purpose."

Two people got under the table, you hand one, and I take the other, whispering quietly, the surface is calm but the tide is surging.

Jiang Qihuai took it, straightened up, and put the paper in his hand on the table.

Tao Zhi also straightened up and sat back casually.

The world above the desktop is peaceful.

Wang Zhuangzi asked everyone to open the book and glanced here, but found nothing unusual.

The two classmates who sat in the row next to them were only separated by the aisle and listened to the conversation clearly: "..."

Elementary school student?

Tao Zhi felt that the entire class was dull.

Although the physics class is usually uninteresting, at least she can sleep, and today she is so angry that she can't even sleep.

Tao Zhi's arm propped his head, holding a pen in his hand, flipping through the book from time to time, looking at the watch every five minutes on average, feeling that the minute hand seemed to be frozen.

She pulled out her mobile phone and sent Ji Fan a WeChat message on the belly of the table.

Branches of grapes: [I lost. 】

Ji Fan returned quickly: [? 】

Zhizhi Grape: [A dog has been transferred from our class, and I can't beat him. 】

Ji Fan: [Which aspect? 】

Branches of grapes: [He lied to me! He played brainstorming with me! He is so scheming! ! 】

Ji Fan: [Don't ask yourself hardship. You are not good at using your brains. If you don't understand your strengths and avoid weaknesses, you can just fight with him. 】

Tao Zhi: "..."

Tao Zhi didn't want to talk to him anymore, and threw the phone back bitterly. After thinking about it, I have to admit that Ji Fan has such a **** sense.

Finally, when the get out of class was about to end, Tao Zhi raised his eyes and watched Wang Zhuangzi finished the last physics example in the book.

"Okay, let's get here first. Today, I will finish writing the rest of the inscriptions in the book, and there is a workbook for this lesson." Wang Zhezi patted the chalk dust on his hands and walked outside the classroom: "Let's all eat. "

Wang Fuzi had just walked out of the classroom with his front feet, and Tao Zhi suddenly got up on his hind feet. The chair slammed in, and the wooden legs scratched the brick surface with a harsh "prick—".

Tao Zhi turned around and looked down at Jiang Qihuai, who had just closed the book, murderously: "Fight."

Jiang Qihuai raised his eyebrows slightly, surprised at her straightforward response: "I'm not free."

"I didn't ask if you were free, you might not understand it," Tao Zhi explained to him patiently, "Let me put it another way, you have to let me beat him up."

Jiang Qihuai looked at her from top to bottom: "You asked me to fight with a groundhog? How to fight? Is it better than punching a hole or eating pine nuts?"

"I want you to follow—" Tao Zhi paused, then reacted with hindsight, and narrowed his eyes. "With what? Groundhog?"

Tao Zhi felt that the last nerve in his mind called sensibility had also been pulled off.

Almost at the same time, the back door of the classroom was opened, and Li Shuangjiang's head came in from the door: "Brother Huai, Lao Wang is looking for it! Let you go there!" Li Shuangjiang didn't know that he had resolved a disaster with a single sentence, "Seeing that he is very happy. What should be a good thing."

Jiang Qihuai turned and left the classroom, and Li Shuangjiang also followed.

Fu Xiling sat there, turned to look at Jiang Qihuai's desk, and then looked up at Tao Zhi, wondering if she would raise this desk and follow the window in the next second while the owner of the desk was not there. Throw it down from the third floor.

But Tao Zhi's focus is elsewhere.

She turned her head: "I look like a groundhog?"

Fu Xiling was stunned, and shook her head quickly: "No."

Tao Zhi pointed to the door again, and the whole person was still in shock: "Did he just say that I am a groundhog?"

Fu Xiling didn't know how to answer this question. For a long time, he slowly suffocated a sentence: "The groundhog is very cute."

"..."

Tao Zhi didn't know why he was coaxed by her lackluster answer.

She seemed to be frustrated suddenly, her shoulders collapsed, and she sat back in her seat again, and said bluntly, "All right."

She turned her head and watched Fu Xiling take out the insulated lunch box from under the seat: "You brought the food."

Fu Xiling let out a "um" and unscrewed the lunch box. She has become familiar with Tao Zhi these days, and she has spoken a little bit more: "Do you want to eat?"

The experimental canteen tastes good, and the price is not expensive. There is a snack street next to the school, and the whole shop is full of food. Everyone usually eats in the canteen or eats out. Very few people bring their own meals.

Tao Zhi had no appetite, shook his head, squatted on his seat and took out his mobile phone and sent Song Jiang a WeChat message, telling him that he would not go for lunch today.

Two minutes after it was sent out, Song Jiang's head came in from the position where Li Shuangjiang's head was just explored: "Why don't you stop eating, ancestor, why are you upset?"

"Leave your dad alone." Tao Zhi said listlessly.

Song Jiang jumped in, holding two bottles of sweet milk and two boxes of sandwich egg rolls in front of her, and sat down on the table next to them: "This is not about caring about my father, the most important pursuit in life every day. Just eat and sleep alone, and suddenly told me that I would not eat at noon."

Fu Xiling pinched the chopsticks and added: "She didn't sleep in class."

Song Jiang affirmed: "I'm broken in love."

"I miss your mother," the quality expert raised his head impatiently, frowned and asked him suddenly, "Xin Shiyu, how am I looking?"

Song Jiang and Tao Zhi Elementary School knew each other. They were half a teenager. They had long been used to looking at this face, and they couldn't see any eyebrows: "It's pretty."

Fu Xiling bit a green vegetable and said, "She wants to ask if you think she looks like a prairie dog."

Song Jiang touched his chin: "Huh? I feel—"

Before he could feel it, the back door of the classroom in the first grade of high school was slapped open again, and the wooden door creaked pitifully. He was an unknown boy.

"Fu Xiling," the boy walked in, "you can always have a meal with me today, right?"

Tao Zhi side head.

The boy wears a high school uniform. The school uniform jacket should be hung on his body without wearing it. A black skull is painted on the white cuffs. The lower body is not wearing school uniform pants, and he wears a pair of skinny jeans.

Old non-mainstream.

Tao Zhi glanced at that face again, remembered for two seconds, and remembered this person.

The idiot who slapped the girls in the hallway.

Fu Xiling closed her chopsticks in her hand, and her body became visibly tight. She turned her head and said nervously, "I brought food today..."

The non-mainstream frowned, a little impatient: "Why do you have a reason every day, didn't you say you would eat with me today?"

"I'm sorry," Fu Xiling said humbly, "but, I didn't say anything to you..."

"Then I told my buddies to take you over today, you are so shameless." The boy said two steps forward, pulled open the empty table in the last row, and raised his hand. Going to talk people.

Song Jiang stood up, held the corner of the table, and said politely: "Brother, the little girl said, I don't want to eat with you."

The non-mainstream turned his head and said, "No, who are you? What does it have to do with you when I talk to my girlfriend?"

Song Jiang and Tao Zhi turned their heads together and looked at Fu Xiling for confirmation.

"No!" Fu Xiling said hurriedly, "I didn't promise him."

Song Jiang rejoiced: "Have you heard? People don't like you, stop stalking."

The non-mainstream was refuted, flushed, and came straight at him, raising his hand to push him: "Who the **** are you, are you addicted to meddling—"

Tao Zhi glanced at his position, grabbed his empty eyes and quickly raised his feet, kicked forward towards the table bar of Jiang Qihuai, the table and the chair moved together and hit him, Song Jiang took the opportunity to grab it. He pulled forward with his stretched wrist, clasping his neck with the other hand, and slammed the person on the tabletop.

"Hey," Song Jiang said with a panting smile, "Why are you still doing it?"

The non-mainstream person should also be able to fight, and the empty hand punched his stomach. The two people hit directly at the back of the classroom. The table and chairs hit and flew up and down. With a bang, Jiang Qihuai's table that had been kicked in the middle was knocked down again.

fall down!

Jiang Qihuai is down!

Tao Zhi happily watched his desk fall to the ground, the test papers flying all over the floor, and two hot-blooded male high school students stepped on top of each other gesticulating boxing and judo, fighting step by step.

Over there, Song Jiang kicked the non-mainstream belly again. Seeing that the war was about to spread to her, Tao Zhi quickly moved away. The next second, the non-mainstream fell onto her chair.

Tao Zhi stood against the wall and commanded him dissatisfiedly: "If it rains in time, can you please kick it over there? We are eating here."

Song Jiang took the time to look at her, then was greeted by the non-mainstreamer with a punch.

Immediately afterwards, the back door of the classroom was opened for the fourth time at noon today.

Jiang Qihuai opened the door and walked in. As soon as he opened his foot, the mess inside made him stop.

He stood in the doorway, looking very calmly swept around.

His table was turned over, everything in the belly of the table was spilled, the chair slid upside down to the end of the classroom, and the schoolbag was thrown into the dirty bucket for washing the mop by the wall for some reason. The test papers and books were spread all over the floor, and the two men stepped on them and rolled into a ball violently.

In front of him, just a hole in the physical paper was blown up by the wind, swirling under his eyelids and floating down, with two huge black shoe prints printed on it.

Jiang Qihuai: "..."

The author has something to say:

Tao Zhi: This trick, this trick is called killing with a knife.

We branch players! Rebirth in a desperate situation! Finally, with the help of off-site assistance, Comrade Shiyu and non-mainstream comrades managed to win back a round! Let us congratulate her together! !