A girl couldn't help rolling her eyes. She played with her sparse strands of hair, "Jiaojiao, pull it down. Your hair is so thick that even if it fell out for a month, it's still more than mine."
"… "
Zhou Jiaojiao turned her head, "Dad, is my hair that thick?"
Father Zhou said it was fine.
The girl joked, "Jiaojiao, in your dad's eyes, you're just a goddess descended from the world, no matter what."
Zhou Jiaojiao said, "Your father is the same."
The girl put on a disappointed expression, "Fuck, my dad knows smoking, drinking and playing mahjong. He doesn't care about my life or death. He doesn't know what grade I am in or which class I am in."
She sighed, "Jiaojiao, it's still your dad, I really envy you."
The other girl is also envious.
Zhou Jiaojiao was a little embarrassed, and she retorted in a low voice, "What are you envious of? If you were in my position, you wouldn't think so."
The two girls had already walked away talking and laughing, but did not hear the words.
Even if she heard it, she would only be like Xia Wei, thinking that Zhou Jiaojiao was in the midst of happiness and did not know her happiness.
Zhou Jiaojiao had no one to talk to, so she went to look at Shen Liang in the corner and walked over, "Will Shu Ran come to the studio this afternoon?"
Shen Liang pulled out a piece of dirt from the rubber, "I don't know."
Zhou Jiaojiao squatted and looked sideways at his face.
Shen Liang's reaction was great, he immediately got up from the chair, and his movements were so sudden that he almost knocked over the easel.
Zhou Jiaojiao blinked, "What are you doing?"
Shen Liang gasped for a while, and seemed to be disgusted that others were so close to him, his face sank, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "I still want to ask you!"
Zhou Jiaojiao was innocent, "I didn't do anything."
Shen Liang avoided Zhou Jiaojiao like the plague, "Stay away from me, I feel sick when I smell you."
Zhou Jiaojiao raised her arm and sniffed in her armpit, sniffing here and there, she frowned, "I don't smell anything, Shen Liang, I think there is something wrong with your nose. Bar."
Shen Liang picked up the eraser on the ground, "I'm lazy to talk to you."
Zhou Jiaojiao was speechless, "Shen Liang, I really don't understand, how can someone like you have friends."
Shen Liang threw the rubber on the stool, "It's nothing to do with you, Zhou Jiaojiao, I'm in a bad mood today, you're not happy when you're being chased."
Zhou Jiaojiao snorted, "I think you're in a good mood."
"Xia Wei died, Lin Mao didn't come to the studio, and Shu Ran didn't come, you came, and you painted a still life, so high-level, it shows that you are very calm, nothing at all, thanks to you and her still classmates."
Shen Liang glared at Zhou Jiaojiao.
Zhou Jiao took a step back coquettishly, clenched her fists and said, "What are you doing? When I said it, you became angry with shame?"
Shen Liang took a deep breath, put the pencil case into the toolbox, and quickly left the studio.
Zhou Jiaojiao also went outside, "Dad, let's go eat."
Father Zhou shouted from behind, "Wait a minute, Dad will put away the toolbox for you."
He quickly put away the toolbox, picked up his daughter's backpack and chased after him, for fear that after so long, her daughter would not know where to go to play.
At this point, the college students are all out of school, rushing to the school's several cafeterias, and there are many people in the cafeterias.
Huang Dan and Chen Shi each ate their own, each paid their own, and each went their own way.
The entrance of the small restaurant is not big, people from outside want to go in, and people from inside want to come out, so it's blocked there.
Huang Dan leaned to give way, but his shoulder was still bumped. The one who hit him was a middle-aged man with a large size, weighing 200 pounds.
The middle-aged man was probably starving, he didn't look at the road, and he was rampaging. The force of his collision was amazing, making Huang Dan feel half of his body numb.
Chen Shi saw the boy pressing his shoulder with one hand, his face full of pain, he frowned, "What are you doing?"
Someone was about to come in and shouted to Chen Shi, "Wei, classmate, get out of the way."
Chen Shi scolded, "Didn't you see such a wide road?"
The man was violent, and his two accomplices held him one by one, "Forget it, let's talk about something with a student, we'll just go in one by one."
Dare they come and want to go in side by side.
Chen Shi looked down, good guy, this kid is crying, it's just inexplicable.
Huang Dan went out with his head down, crying outside the door.
All the people passing by turned their attention to Chen Shi, thinking that he was bullying people to cry, his forehead twitched, and his face was darker than the bottom of the pot.
"Cry slowly by yourself, brother, I'm not interested in being watched like a monkey here."
Chen Shigo