Ex-Girlfriend Blackens Every Day

Chapter 295: 295. Bad Teen Ex-Girlfriend (13)

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Late self-study, the pen tip scratched the paper and made a rustling sound.

"Snapped-"

Lin Lang dropped the pen, rubbed her sore wrist, and in front of her was a test paper full of formulas.

Less than five minutes later, the get out of class bell rang.

The students looked a little relaxed, and from time to time they whispered to their companions about the problems they just encountered.

The math teacher pushed his glasses, "You have done so many papers these days and read so many review materials. It is also hard work. I discussed with other teachers and your class teacher. You can move freely after self-study. Of course, it must be in the classroom, and it must not be too loud to affect the students in other classes."

There was an enthusiastic cheer in the classroom, and someone boldly raised a poker card and said, "Do you want a hand, teacher?"

The math teacher laughed and scolded you bastards, "You little slickers, it doesn't matter if you won the lollipop that I secretly hid last time, and you should go to your teacher's wife to file a complaint. Feel your conscience and ask, are you guilty? If you don’t play or play, I’m not stupid, I’ll give you your heads back at your age!”

A few boys grinned and ran over, holding them back and not letting them go.

As the math teacher was helplessly dragged into the water, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

The English representative sitting in the back patted Lin Lang on the shoulder, "Shall we play too?"

Lin Lang bit the juice straw, "What are you playing?"

"Just play cards, relax, if you lose, um, post a turtle note!"

The English representative grinned his teeth.

Lin Lang nodded.

Tang Rui, who was at the same table, also expressed his participation.

The round-faced girl hurriedly emptied the books on her desk, and shuffled the cards with astonishing proficiency.

"It looks like you came prepared." Lin Lang frowned.

"Hehehe, it's not me. My dad said that on the day I was born, my mother was still crackling and groping mahjong with her big belly. Her stomach started to move when she gave birth to me. It went very well." The English representative's eyes were shining, and he looked very proud.

A slender figure appeared beside him.

The English representative was about to say, classmate, please get out of the way, you are blocking my good luck, when I looked up, the cards in my hand almost trembled out.

It's over, Xueba is not immersed in the ocean of knowledge, what is he doing here

"What are you doing?" Chen Liangbo asked.

The English representative always felt that he was upright and awe-inspiring, and he even had the label of "Law Enforcement Captain" on his forehead.

"Uh, Xueba, listen to my explanation. I'm just playing cards. I have absolutely no illegal gambling, and I don't have any evil thoughts to spoil your children! Really, I swear to God!" The girl immediately froze.

Chen Liangbo glanced at the English representative, "I'm sorry you don't have the guts."

The English representative quickly said yes yes you are the wisest.

"I'm coming too."

"ah?"

The English representative's mouth hasn't closed for a long time, is there something wrong with her ears

The boy quickly moved his own stool and sat next to Lin Lang in the aisle.

The English representative woke up after being pushed by Lin Lang. Looking at the calm Xueba, she instantly became excited. When it comes to playing cards, I would say without humility that she is really a good player of all kinds. During the Chinese New Year, she showed her skills. None of the uncles, aunts, and aunts who came to pay New Year's greetings could escape her clutches, and her pockets were bulging.

Hehe, this is an excellent opportunity to send a bully to your door. Think about it, the omnipotent bully has been pasted with turtle notes all over his face, oh, what a pitiful look. English represents this kind of brain supplement, and he feels comfortable all over his body, as if he has opened up the two veins of Ren and Du.

However, it turns out that a bully is a bully, and dad is still your dad.

Within a few rounds, the English representative felt that this potential dragon was about to die on the beach. Her round face was densely covered with white stripes, some from Chen Liangbo, some from Tang Rui, and some from Lin Lang.

"Fuck, the three of you are masters who hide your feelings, unite and bully me, a weak woman!" The English representative cried while biting a small handkerchief.

It's no wonder that when she let go of her bold words, the three of them just laughed and said nothing. It turned out that they were digging a hole here and waiting for her.

Seeing the aggrieved look of the English representative, Lin Lang couldn't help laughing, and next time she deliberately let the water go, and became the last one.

Lin Lang poked out her face calmly, "Come on, I'll post it for you."

The English representative took out a ballpoint pen. The turtle was painted so badly that she couldn't bear to look at it. She was quite satisfied, so she turned around and pressed Lin Lang on her forehead. Tang Rui didn't touch her face, but put it on his shoulder, and the English representative yelled a few times.

When it came to Chen Liangbo, he swished out a little turtle dozing on the stone platform. When Lin Lang rolled his eyes, his slender fingers picked up the note and stuck it neatly to her mouth.

The English representative laughed immediately, and the little notes all over his face trembled wildly.

Lin Lang: "..."

This is public revenge, right

She blew on the note, and the other party stuck to it very firmly, and she couldn't shake it off for a while.

So she had no choice but to stare at the culprit.

The other party was very calm and said, "I am willing to bet and admit defeat."

Lin Lang thought to herself, wait, I'll let you know how powerful Miss Sister is next time.

Suddenly, the power went out.

The world was dark.

The classroom was as quiet as a chicken for a moment, and then the earth shook like a mountain shaking.

The howling of ghosts and wolves was like a hurricane passing through.

Lin Lang guessed that the circuit outside might be burnt out, because there was a heavy rainstorm yesterday, which flooded the school road, and it didn't clear up until this afternoon.

There was a slight tearing pain on the lips, and the small note was suddenly peeled off.

The refreshing scent of soap locusts fills the nostrils.

It was the unique taste of a strict and cold boy.

Clean as a summer night after tonight's rain.

He leaned over and kissed her.

So unreal.

Like a Midsummer Night's Dream.

Crowds of people surged in the dark, screaming, laughing and noise mixed and intertwined, crazy and hearty. Inadvertently, the books stacked on the desk were rattled by the cool wind blowing in from the window, and a few ballpoint pens were twirling as if they were drunk, and fell to the ground with a clatter, rolling away.

The soft tip of her tongue pressed against the gap between her teeth, and in a slow and steady gesture, she told her that she likes you.

The last night before the college entrance examination.

Someone was running in the hallway.

Some people tear up books and test papers excitedly.

Someone is talking about the future and the future.

Someone is kissing in the dark.

The power outage lasted for ten minutes, and the classroom was bright again, and the flashlights and candles also left the stage.

The English representative smiled and grabbed the cards, "Come again!"

Tang Rui's face on the side turned slightly pale. Looking carefully, his body movements were particularly stiff.

It was still buzzing in my head.

Just now, Lin Lang who was sitting next to him kissed Chen Liangbo.

The reason why he knew was because the other party accidentally touched the corner of his clothes when he hugged someone.

Was it really careless

Tang Rui's gaze flicked over the girl's lips almost in embarrassment, and Chen Liangbo's hair was combed neatly, but the neckline of his shirt looked a little messy, like some kind of obscure and ambiguous scratches. He met the young man's gaze, and his eyes were calm without any disturbance.

Chen Liangbo nodded lightly at the person, with a sense of comprehension and atmosphere.

He took the note and rubbed it on Lin Lang again, but the other party glared at him several times.

No one asked why the note was peeled off.

Tang Rui smiled miserably.

No matter how much he tried to deceive himself, he understood the tacit understanding between the two.

He can never squeeze in.

The day of the college entrance examination was a dazzling sunny day. Tang Rui and Lin Lang were assigned to the same examination room. After finishing the last test, they took the same bus home.

The sunset smudges the sky into pink, purple and gold, and there are sparrows jumping on the high poles, full of lively vitality.

"I plan to go to Huada."

"fine."

The topic fell back to silence.

Tang Rui's shoulders sank, his whole body stiffened immediately, and he didn't even dare to turn his head away.

His little Qingmei fell asleep leaning against him.

They hadn't been this close since they broke up.

Tang Rui felt sour.

When he was a child, he took her hand and walked through the streets and alleys. The little hand he held tightly swayed, as if swinging on a swing, with a special air.

When he reached his destination, he was reluctant to shake him awake.

They passed the intersection full of creepers, and walked to each other's front door.

Tang Rui watched as someone took out the key.

"Goodbye." He said softly.

Surprised, Lin Lang turned her head and replied.

"goodbye."

Just shut the door.

The outside of the door and the inside of the door are separated into two worlds.

He stood in a daze for a long time, his cheeks were cold, and he reached out to wipe it, only to find that tears were streaming down his face. The boy couldn't help squatting down, holding his knees with his hands, crying out of breath.

His youth is over.

In the sweltering heat of summer, Lin Lang led her child into a restaurant selling cross-bridge rice noodles. The air conditioner in the store made her feel cool, so she sat down at a seat by the window.

Soon, a ten-year-old boy handed her the menu with a decent appearance, and from time to time looked at the little girl in the red dress who was sitting quietly with his big black eyes. The little girl was a little shy, and tightly grabbed Lin Lang's clothes.

"I want a signature cross bridge rice noodle, no spicy, kid, please bring an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks." Lin Lang said with a smile.

The little boy ran away with the menu in his hands.

On the table are two exquisitely presented and fragrant Guoqiao rice noodles.

"Sorry, I ordered one."

"I know, that's today's special treat."

Just for you.

A deep voice sounded, and the man slowly took off his chef's hat, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were as familiar as before, showing the maturity accumulated over the years.

Goodbye for twenty years, caught off guard.

Her beauty never faded.

So he only dared to say softly——

"haven't seen you for a long time."

It turned out that the letters that I thought over and over again but didn't dare to send, and the uneasy feelings of tossing and turning all night were only for twenty years later, at this moment, to condense and condense, cut and cut, and then solemnly lighten to her. Say softly, long time no see, how are you

Lin Lang smiled, "Tang Rui, long time no see."

Tang Rui said "um", his temperament became much warmer, he sealed a big red envelope for the little girl, and said sorry, business was too busy a few years ago, so he couldn't make it to her wedding.

Lin Lang said it was okay and stuffed him with a red envelope.

"That's your son, he looks very handsome."

After a brief meeting, there was a long parting.

"Say goodbye to uncle."

The little girl beckoned, then shyly hid in Lin Lang's arms.

One big and one small walked away holding umbrellas.

The little boy grabbed Tang Rui's hand, shook it, and asked tenderly.

"Uncle, who is that?"

An old man who dare not look back in his lifetime.