This fight finally broke out.
Tao Zhi thought peacefully in his heart.
Although our player is not her, the enemy player is not Jiang Qihuai either.
But it doesn't matter, at least Jiang Qihuai's table and everything are involved, and she didn't move a finger in all of this.
Sometimes victory just comes so easily.
She leaned against the wall and stood by the side, looking at the normally indifferent Bi Wang who was so cold that he was reluctant to lift his eyelashes, now he was standing expressionlessly at the door, his gaze followed his physics papers, and her eyelids drooped When he came down, the corners of his lips drooped slightly, the line of his jaw tensed for a moment, and the veins on the back of his thin hands bulged.
In 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 at a very close distance between the two, Tao Zhi finally saw something called emotions in those pale eyes like glass.
He is upset.
After confirming this matter, Tao Zhi was completely happy.
Tao Zhi looked at him, blinked his eyes twice, his face was full of innocence, as if he was saying silently - don't look at me, I didn't do anything.
She also shook her head seriously: "Impulsive."
Tao Zhi sighed: "Sometimes you boys are too impulsive."
Pick yourself up clean.
The impulsive Song Jiang over there rolled up and punched the non-mainstream again, scratching another paper under his feet, the non-mainstream got up cursing, and just raised his arms, Wang Folder appeared behind Jiang Qihuai: "What are you doing! What are you doing! Fighting in the classroom! Ah?! Stop it for me!!”
The movements of the two hot-blooded male high school students were stopped by this voice, and Song Jiang's face was a little brighter. Compared with the non-mainstream, he stood there with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Neither of them belonged to Class 1, Grade 2, but they were fighting in Class 1. Wang Juezi took them away while looking for their class teacher.
The classroom suddenly fell silent, Fu Xiling was so frightened that she shrank in her seat holding her chopsticks, not daring to speak.
Jiang Qihuai stood where he was, without moving.
Tao Zhi looked around at the vacant space at the back of the classroom. He didn't realize that it was crowded with people just now, but looking at it now, Jiang Qihuai's stuff all over the floor is indeed a bit miserable.
When she kicked his desk bar at that time, she didn't actually think about it. She and Song Jiang were old partners in fighting, and they cooperated tacitly.
And when it came to fighting, the one who grabbed the upper hand was the one who got the upper hand.
In the silence, she watched Jiang Qihuai finally move. He walked over silently, lifted the table and kicked it back to its original position, picked up the papers and books one by one, and threw them back on the table.
Then, Jiang Qihuai went to grab his schoolbag from the bucket.
The bucket was not big, and the schoolbag was quite wide, so it didn't fall into it all, but stuck to the side of the bucket obliquely, and a small part of it was soaked.
Jiang Qihuai pulled the schoolbag up and lifted it up, hanging above it, the black schoolbag was dripping with water. The water was almost dripping, so he opened the zipper, pulled out the soaked papers and textbooks, and threw them into the trash can next to him.
During the whole process, he didn't say a word. His school uniform was a little wet from the water on his schoolbag. The water was not clean in the first place, and the white school uniform jacket was visibly dirty, and his fingers were also wet.
Rao is such a heartless person as Tao Zhi, it is rare to feel such an uncomfortable feeling of guilt in his heart right now after having a good time.
And guilty conscience, she always felt that Jiang Qihuai seemed to know what she did, but he just didn't bother to say it.
Whether she meant it or not, she was the one who kicked his desk over.
Tao Zhi wanted to speak several times, but she didn't know what to say, she was not very good at dealing with such strange situations.
No one spoke, and the air was filled with stiffness and depression.
Fu Xiling finally regained his composure, raised his hand across the table and lightly poked Tao Zhi's back.
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 a little blankly.
I didn't cry again.
Fu Xiling winked at her and hinted frantically, then looked at Jiang Qihuai.
Suddenly, Tao Zhi finally realized, took the tissue and turned away.
She hesitated for a moment, and gently placed the tissue on his desk.
Jiang Qihuai lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on it for a moment, and he had no intention of answering.
He wasn't originally a person with a good personality, but now he was really holding back his anger, and he was really a little irritable.
But the two little girls in front kept staring at him, as if they were waiting for his response.
Jiang Qihuai paused.
"Thank you." He looked away and said coldly, without emotion.
Tao Zhi touched his nose, not knowing what to say for a while.
Jiang Qihuai didn't seem to have any intention of chatting with her, he turned around and left the classroom with his schoolbag in his hand.
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 little bit."
Tao Zhi also nodded: "He didn't use the paper we handed him either."
"Because he was angry," Fu Xiling coaxed her, "but he said thank you, and he still took care of the girl's face, so don't be angry, this is just the beginning of school, and we will be classmates for two years."
Tao Zhi didn't speak, his eyes fell on the pile of tattered and dirty books and papers on Jiang Qihuai's desk, and the form he had filled out in the office before flashed through his mind.
Although it was only flashed in front of her eyes, and she only glanced at it, she still saw the words on it.
It is an application form for a bursary.
Jiang Qihuai didn't come back after he left at noon. After the first get out of class in the afternoon, Tao Zhi went to the teacher's office for every subject, and finally went to Wang Foldzi's.
Wang Juezi, Song Jiang, and the head teacher of their non-mainstream class were all there. When she went in, Wang Juezi saw her and called her, "Tao Zhi, it's just right, call me Fu Xiling."
Tao Zhi responded and gave Song Jiang a glare when Wang Foldzi turned his head.
—Girl, you also confessed
Song Jiang's face was painted, and he just went to the school doctor's office 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, made a gesture of zippering his mouth, and pointed at the non-mainstream beside him with his other finger.
Meaning is not what he said.
Tao Zhi clicked his tongue inwardly, glanced at the non-mainstream with a swollen face like a pig's head, and felt that the beating he received was too light.
At noon, she asked about Fu Xiling's specific situation. She had a good-looking non-mainstream face, and her family probably had a little money. It was said that in the third year of high school, their small circle was prosperous, and they changed girlfriends quite frequently.
Then, for some reason, he fell in love with the little cabbage, Fu Xiling, who stalked his juniors every day, blocked classroom doors during lunch breaks, and diligently delivered milk tea and snacks. The more Fu Xiling refused, the more energetic he became, and he often said some disgusting things.
After one class, Fu Xiling came back with red eye circles. The white papers on Tao Zhi's desk were spread all over the table. She was stacking them up one by one. While making room for her, she took a moment to glance at her: "You cry!" gone?"
"No," Fu Xiling shook his head, "I explained clearly to Mr. Wang, he probably won't punish your friend, he just wanted to help me."
"The reason doesn't matter, he did it too. It's normal to be punished for fighting and being scolded. He's used to it." Tao Zhi didn't take it seriously. After she entered, he sat down and continued to read the paper, saying familiarly, "Go on. The next step should be to ask the parents to see the attitudes of both parents, write a self-criticism, publicly admit mistakes when the flag is raised on Monday, and fine them for a few weeks on duty. They are not serious, so they should not be punished."
Fu Xiling thought of the non-mainstream's eyes that were so swollen that they could barely see, and he didn't know what kind of fight was considered serious in Tao Zhi's heart.
The whole afternoon until after school, Jiang Qihuai was not there.
It was rare for Tao Xiuping to stay at home for a few more days in the past two days. In the evening, he picked up Tao's branches after school as usual. As soon as the little girl got in the car, Tao Xiuping felt that the little ancestor was not in the right state today.
I don't seem to be in a good mood.
"Today is chestnut butter puff pastry," Tao Xiuping said.
"Oh." Tao Zhi responded, bowed his head to buckle his seat belt, and didn't turn his head to get it.
I don't rush to the back seat anymore, and I don't say that he is the best dad in the world and looks like Wu Yanzu.
Tao Xiuping turned the steering wheel with one hand, reached out and rubbed her head: "What's the matter? Who made our princess unhappy today?"
Tao Zhi didn't speak.
"Fighted again?" Tao Xiuping guessed, "Have you entered the hospital yet?"
Tao Zhi raised his head dissatisfied.
Tao Xiuping was amused, and deliberately teased her: "Why, haven't you fought yet?"
"I didn't fight with anyone. It's only been a few days since school started. How can I cause trouble so easily."
"Indeed," Tao Xiuping nodded solemnly, half-truthfully agreeing, "Our Zhizhi is an honest kid who doesn't like to stir up trouble, and it's usually someone else who provokes you first."
Tao Zhi sighed, "Song Jiang got into a fight today."
"Well, what then?" Tao Xiuping asked patiently.
"He knocked down the table behind my annoying dog." Tao Zhi didn't hide his crime, "I kicked it over."
Tao Xiuping: "...don't swear."
Tao Zhi recalled the tragic situation at noon: "Then his paper and books fell on the ground, the books were dirty, and the paper was trampled to pieces."
"..."
"The schoolbag fell into the bucket, and the contents inside were all wet."
"...that was pretty miserable." Tao Xiuping said dryly.
"Then he got angry." Tao Zhi finally said, "Although he's a bit of a dog, I don't think he's guilty of that."
"Then he didn't beat you?" Tao Xiuping looked at his daughter and asked sincerely.
Tao Zhi said blankly, "He didn't know I did it."
Tao Xiuping wanted to laugh a little, but he held back: "Well... Dad doesn't know how to evaluate this matter, but if he didn't do anything particularly excessive, I think you can be a little more generous and don't have to talk to him about it." He has ordinary knowledge, anyway, he is so miserable."
Tao Xiuping knew her daughter's character very well, so he probably felt a little sorry for her, but he was too embarrassed to admit it.
He directly gave her a step down, and Tao Zhi calmly convinced himself, and stepped down with peace of mind: "All right, I won't bother with him."
After she figured it out, Tao Zhi's mood improved a lot. She went home at night, had dinner and washed, and slept well. She got up early the next day and asked Tao Xiuping to send her to school.
Before Tao Xiuping woke up, he heard her knock on the door, cleaned up quickly, went downstairs with a yawn, and went to the garage to drive.
When he arrived at the class, there were not many people sitting in the classroom, so Tao Zhi bent down to take a look at the contents of his desk.
She hesitated for a moment, but still took out a thick stack of books from the belly of the table, turned around, and was just about to put them on Jiang Qihuai's desk.
The back door of the classroom was pushed open, and Jiang Qihuai walked in.
His desk is a little in front of the back door, Jiang Qihuai glanced at her and looked down at her: "What are you doing?"
Tao Zhi was still holding a stack of books hanging above his desk, and his movements froze.
Why did this force come so early today!
Doesn't he usually come here on a fucking pinch
Tao Zhi froze there in embarrassment, for a while, he didn't want to put the book, or not.
Just stood there stiffly for five seconds.
Anyway, being seen, Tao Zhi simply smashed the jar, gritted his teeth with a stern face, and put down the things in his hand without saying a word.
The book was quite heavy, and it landed on the table with a heavy, muffled sound.
Jiang Qihuai raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"
"Look for yourself." Tao Zhi said sullenly.
She didn't even look at him, she turned around and sat down silently, her movements were done in one go.
Jiang Qihuai also pulled out the chair and sat down, casually opened the books she had just put down and took a look. On the top was a brand new English textbook. After that, there are all books and workbooks for various subjects handed out at the beginning of school.
The rags he had left on the table yesterday were gone too.
As soon as the book was opened, the little girl in front suddenly turned around, and smashed two more stacks of papers over with a blank expression.
Jiang Qihuai looked at the papers that were slammed on his desk twice, and visually measured the thickness. It should be all from the beginning of school to the present week.
All are new.
She got him new test papers and textbooks.
Jiang Qihuai was startled, and finally came to his senses, raised his head and looked over.
The little girl in front had long black hair neatly tied into a ponytail, her head shook uncomfortably, and the exposed tips of her ears were a little red.
Then, Tao Zhi stretched out his hand behind his head for the third time.
She didn't look back this time, she only held a thin piece of paper with her hands behind her back, fumbled and slowly placed it on the thick roll in front of him.
As if he couldn't see it because he was turned away, and he wasn't sure if it was placed crookedly, the little hand stretched out a thin white index finger, the fingertips pressed against the paper, and slowly pushed in his direction.
The thin piece of paper squirmed forward, stopped, squirmed again, and then lay under his nose.
Tao Zhi scratched the paper twice with his fingertips, then tapped again, motioning for him to look.
Jiang Qihuai lowered his eyes.
It was a post-it note in the shape of a gingerbread man, with two words scrawled on the stomach of the villain, as lawless as she herself.
-truce.
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Brother Kaizi: My daughter-in-law coaxed me, coaxed me, coaxed me, did you coax me! ! ! ! ! (no