Intercepting the Boyfriend When he Was Young

Chapter 2

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The whole place was silent for a second, and then Zhang He's voice burst out: "You're trying to die, what are you doing! Are you going to class yet?!"

What did Song Zhe call this person just now

Looking at the back of the man carrying the bricks and rushing out in an angry manner, Xia Jiujiu took a long time to react.

The boy has a refreshing citrus smell, which is very similar to the smell Jiang Huaian liked before. Xia Jiujiu was startled and looked at him warily: "What are you doing?"

But how is that possible

Hearing this, Xia Jiujiu was stunned on the spot. Jiang Huaian moved very quickly, turned over and jumped out of the desk, picked up Xia Jiujiu's brick, said "borrow it" and rushed out.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

"Not only is he poor," Xia Jiujiu said with a serious face, with a hint of hatred in his eyes: "He also has a very good temper! He is always bullied, so I also brought two bricks. Whoever wants to bully him, I Hit someone to death!"

So he made sure again: "You're talking about Jiang Huaian from No. 1 Middle School, right?"

"Teacher, I'm sorry," Jiang Huaian stood up quickly: "I was wrong, I promise I won't make any more noise! It must have been like I died in class, even the sound of breathing disappeared!"

Xia Jiujiu responded with a nasal sound, her voice was soft, and Jiang Huai'an trembled in his heart. He felt as if there was an invisible hand touching his heart. His face did not show it, but he still looked eager and enthusiastic. He sat down The boy behind Xia Jiujiu saw Jiang Huaian's expression and started laughing uncontrollably. Xia Jiujiu rolled up paper and stuffed it into his nostrils so that he could look at the person opposite him. The person opposite looked apologetic, and his profile somewhat resembled that of Jiang Huaian. It's just that Jiang Huai'an always wears glasses and looks polite and decent, and he has nothing to do with the stern-faced man in front of him. But no matter what, facing a person like Jiang Huaian, Xia Jiujiu couldn't lose her temper. She didn't want to pursue the accident anymore. She turned her head expressionlessly, lowered her head and started reading.

Jiang Huaian was very curious. He thought he was living a good life

This guy is really nice!

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

"Forehead… "

Jiang Huaian said he understood, and he also liked using bricks to defend himself.

"Shut up and sit down!"

"Forget it," Xia Jiujiu sighed, and the little man looked a little sad and said, "You won't believe it even if I tell you. I want to find him and help him!"

"The point is, your grades must be very poor in this class, right?"

The boy has a refreshing citrus smell, which is very similar to the smell Jiang Huaian liked before. Xia Jiujiu was startled and looked at him warily: "What are you doing?"

"Shut up and sit down!"

I don't know why, maybe he was too impatient, Zhang He didn't let the other party do anything, and just let him sit down.

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

As soon as he heard this, Xia Jiujiu felt that there was something wrong. This person must know Jiang Huaian. She quickly sat forward and said, "Do you know him?"

"Teacher, I'm sorry," Jiang Huaian stood up quickly: "I was wrong, I promise I won't make any more noise! It must have been like I died in class, even the sound of breathing disappeared!"

"The point is, your grades must be very poor in this class, right?"

Xia Jiujiu was hit on the head, which made her dizzy. She raised her head, covered her nose, and said nothing. The bell rang at the right time. The other party hurriedly took out a tissue and handed it to Xia Jiujiu: "Classmate, are you okay?"

"oh."

These words were quite a bit like "How did he get in?" With such a quaint atmosphere, Xia Jiujiu couldn't help but glance at Jiang Huaian, who didn't look at her either. Looking at the side again, Xia Jiujiu felt that the person in front of him seemed more like Jiang Huaian. a little.

Xia Jiujiu felt that her mind was surrounded by countless information, and it was about to explode. Thousands of words gathered in her mind, and she reacted suddenly!

I don't know why, maybe he was too impatient, Zhang He didn't let the other party do anything, and just let him sit down.

As soon as he heard this, Xia Jiujiu felt that there was something wrong. This person must know Jiang Huaian. She quickly sat forward and said, "Do you know him?"

But how is that possible

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

"Forget it," Xia Jiujiu sighed, and the little man looked a little sad and said, "You won't believe it even if I tell you. I want to find him and help him!"

Xia Jiujiu responded with a nasal sound, her voice was soft, and Jiang Huai'an trembled in his heart. He felt as if there was an invisible hand touching his heart. His face did not show it, but he still looked eager and enthusiastic. He sat down The boy behind Xia Jiujiu saw Jiang Huaian's expression and started laughing uncontrollably. Xia Jiujiu rolled up paper and stuffed it into his nostrils so that he could look at the person opposite him. The person opposite looked apologetic, and his profile somewhat resembled that of Jiang Huaian. It's just that Jiang Huai'an always wears glasses and looks polite and decent, and he has nothing to do with the stern-faced man in front of him. But no matter what, facing a person like Jiang Huaian, Xia Jiujiu couldn't lose her temper. She didn't want to pursue the accident anymore. She turned her head expressionlessly, lowered her head and started reading.

Jiang Huaian was very curious. He thought he was living a good life

Xia Jiujiu suddenly felt that her lucky physique had been activated. She sat down, looked at Jiang Huaian, and said seriously: "Excuse me, do you know a person named Jiang Huaian?"

"Actually... I have something I want to do."

With that said, Xia Jiujiu approached Jiang Huaian and opened his schoolbag with a mysterious look on his face. Jiang Huaian saw what was in the schoolbag - two bricks.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

She couldn't reach his shoulders and looked small, but her schoolbag was very huge. Jiang Huaian watched her pull up her schoolbag. The whole schoolbag was bulging and looked very heavy. It didn't look like a book in appearance because it had edges and corners squeezed out. He always felt a little strange and couldn't help but poke his head over: "What's in your schoolbag?"

Jiang Huai'an woke up this time and did not intend to sleep again. He looked at this serious-looking little girl, propped up his chin, and said lazily: "Classmate, are you my new deskmate? Where is my old deskmate?"

Looking at the back of the man carrying the bricks and rushing out in an angry manner, Xia Jiujiu took a long time to react.

Her thoughts are reflected in her expression, like a little animal, she thinks she has deep thoughts, but in fact everyone understands what she is thinking. Jiang Huaian suppressed a smile and looked at Xia Jiujiu thinking about it.

So he made sure again: "You're talking about Jiang Huaian from No. 1 Middle School, right?"

Xia Jiujiu said nothing, looked down at the math textbook, raised her head and pointed forward. Jiang Huaian looked in the direction she pointed and saw Wu Yi sitting on the desk next to the podium, sleeping soundly.

"Me?" Xia Jiujiu frowned and thought for a moment, then said seriously: "I am his future wife!"

Anyone who suddenly hears someone jumping out and saying that she is your future wife will probably have a very delicate mood.

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

Xia Jiujiu said nothing, looked down at the math textbook, raised her head and pointed forward. Jiang Huaian looked in the direction she pointed and saw Wu Yi sitting on the desk next to the podium, sleeping soundly.

Looking at the back of the man carrying the bricks and rushing out in an angry manner, Xia Jiujiu took a long time to react.

"What are you doing with him?"

"I heard it."

It is true that she has never seen what 16-year-old Jiang Huaian looks like, but after thinking about it, she should be very good-looking. She raised her head and stared at Jiang Huaian and thought about it seriously: "It just... looks more like you. But I think the temperament should be different. After all, he has a good temper, good grades, and poverty... you... "

"The point is, your grades must be very poor in this class, right?"

"Me?" Xia Jiujiu frowned and thought for a moment, then said seriously: "I am his future wife!"

So he made sure again: "You're talking about Jiang Huaian from No. 1 Middle School, right?"

These words were quite a bit like "How did he get in?" With such a quaint atmosphere, Xia Jiujiu couldn't help but glance at Jiang Huaian, who didn't look at her either. Looking at the side again, Xia Jiujiu felt that the person in front of him seemed more like Jiang Huaian. a little.

Although she said it very modestly, she obviously knew that the money was a bit too much. She thought about it and added: "This is all my lucky money!"

Jiang Huaian stopped talking. At this moment, Song Zhe rushed back and stood at the door and shouted: "Jiang Huaian, Wu Yi was beaten at the door, let's go!"

"What are you going to help him with?"

But how is that possible

She couldn't reach his shoulders and looked small, but her schoolbag was very huge. Jiang Huaian watched her pull up her schoolbag. The whole schoolbag was bulging and looked very heavy. It didn't look like a book in appearance because it had edges and corners squeezed out. He always felt a little strange and couldn't help but poke his head over: "What's in your schoolbag?"

"The point is, your grades must be very poor in this class, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

Xia Jiujiu said nothing, looked down at the math textbook, raised her head and pointed forward. Jiang Huaian looked in the direction she pointed and saw Wu Yi sitting on the desk next to the podium, sleeping soundly.

Jiang Huaian lied seriously: "I can introduce you, but you have to tell me, what are you looking for him for? What if you are not good for him?"

"What are you going to help him with?"

Her family, Jiang Huaian, has good grades, a good temper, is gentle and timid, and is poor.

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

I was actually a little happy.

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows.

Although she said it very modestly, she obviously knew that the money was a bit too much. She thought about it and added: "This is all my lucky money!"

Jiang Huaian said "Huh", stood up and stretched. Then he saw Xia Jiujiu packing his schoolbag beside him.

"Of course it's to get out of the sea of misery!" When Xia Jiujiu thought about the bullying that the sixteen-year-old Jiang Huai'an was suffering, she felt inwardly and couldn't help but said: "You don't know, his family conditions are not good. In the past, for tuition fees, It was particularly miserable to beg in the cold wind and insist on begging even though his classmates laughed at him. He had never been to a movie theater or an amusement park. He had never done many things that everyone is accustomed to, so this time, I specially gave him He sent the money."

"I heard it."

Xia Jiujiu planned to go find Jiang Huaian, but now she had no clue. Looking at the first classmate in front of her who she met and expressed kindness to, she decided to start with him.

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

"Forget it," Xia Jiujiu sighed, and the little man looked a little sad and said, "You won't believe it even if I tell you. I want to find him and help him!"

For two consecutive classes, Xia Jiujiu didn't say another word to Jiang Huaian. Jiang Huaian and Song Zhe chatted for a while and then went to sleep. When school was over, Song Zhe patted Jiang Huaian on the shoulder and said: "Get up. I'll go home first. It's my mother's birthday tonight."

"It's... not bad," Xia Jiujiu felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "I just... have a little money."

"Not only is he poor," Xia Jiujiu said with a serious face, with a hint of hatred in his eyes: "He also has a very good temper! He is always bullied, so I also brought two bricks. Whoever wants to bully him, I Hit someone to death!"

Xia Jiujiu felt that her mind was surrounded by countless information, and it was about to explode. Thousands of words gathered in her mind, and she reacted suddenly!

"Of course it's to get out of the sea of misery!" When Xia Jiujiu thought about the bullying that the sixteen-year-old Jiang Huai'an was suffering, she felt inwardly and couldn't help but said: "You don't know, his family conditions are not good. In the past, for tuition fees, It was particularly miserable to beg in the cold wind and insist on begging even though his classmates laughed at him. He had never been to a movie theater or an amusement park. He had never done many things that everyone is accustomed to, so this time, I specially gave him He sent the money."

Jiang Huaian said "Huh", stood up and stretched. Then he saw Xia Jiujiu packing his schoolbag beside him.

But how is that possible

"Me?" Xia Jiujiu frowned and thought for a moment, then said seriously: "I am his future wife!"

Jiang Huaian lied seriously: "I can introduce you, but you have to tell me, what are you looking for him for? What if you are not good for him?"

She couldn't reach his shoulders and looked small, but her schoolbag was very huge. Jiang Huaian watched her pull up her schoolbag. The whole schoolbag was bulging and looked very heavy. It didn't look like a book in appearance because it had edges and corners squeezed out. He always felt a little strange and couldn't help but poke his head over: "What's in your schoolbag?"

"Forehead… "

Jiang Huai'an woke up this time and did not intend to sleep again. He looked at this serious-looking little girl, propped up his chin, and said lazily: "Classmate, are you my new deskmate? Where is my old deskmate?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

Her family, Jiang Huaian, has good grades, a good temper, is gentle and timid, and is poor.

After hearing this, Xia Jiujiu had a better impression of him and felt that this person was actually quite good.

The boy has a refreshing citrus smell, which is very similar to the smell Jiang Huaian liked before. Xia Jiujiu was startled and looked at him warily: "What are you doing?"

"Of course this is not money!" Xia Jiujiu glanced at him with a look of fool on his face, took out two bricks from his schoolbag, and then revealed two stacks of brand new RMB, which were neatly filled with red Mao Zedong After picking up the entire schoolbag, Jiang Huaian looked up at Xia Jiujiu, his eyes very sure: "You must be very rich."

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

Jiang Huaian: "..."

For two consecutive classes, Xia Jiujiu didn't say another word to Jiang Huaian. Jiang Huaian and Song Zhe chatted for a while and then went to sleep. When school was over, Song Zhe patted Jiang Huaian on the shoulder and said: "Get up. I'll go home first. It's my mother's birthday tonight."

Jiang Huaian

"It's nothing." Jiang Huaian straightened up and distanced himself, which made Xia Jiujiu feel a lot more comfortable. He put his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall, and said with a smile, "I saw your schoolbag was so bulging, so I just wanted to ask. What's it packed with? It's so heavy. I'll help you carry it back."

"Teacher, I'm sorry," Jiang Huaian stood up quickly: "I was wrong, I promise I won't make any more noise! It must have been like I died in class, even the sound of breathing disappeared!"

Jiang Huaian said "Huh", stood up and stretched. Then he saw Xia Jiujiu packing his schoolbag beside him.

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows.

Xia Jiujiu said nothing, looked down at the math textbook, raised her head and pointed forward. Jiang Huaian looked in the direction she pointed and saw Wu Yi sitting on the desk next to the podium, sleeping soundly.

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows.

It is true that she has never seen what 16-year-old Jiang Huaian looks like, but after thinking about it, she should be very good-looking. She raised her head and stared at Jiang Huaian and thought about it seriously: "It just... looks more like you. But I think the temperament should be different. After all, he has a good temper, good grades, and poverty... you... "

Her family, Jiang Huaian, has good grades, a good temper, is gentle and timid, and is poor.

Xia Jiujiu planned to go find Jiang Huaian, but now she had no clue. Looking at the first classmate in front of her who she met and expressed kindness to, she decided to start with him.

After hearing this, Xia Jiujiu had a better impression of him and felt that this person was actually quite good.

Xia Jiujiu planned to go find Jiang Huaian, but now she had no clue. Looking at the first classmate in front of her who she met and expressed kindness to, she decided to start with him.

"Shut up and sit down!"

He is neither stupid nor stupid.

"It's... not bad," Xia Jiujiu felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "I just... have a little money."

This guy is really nice!

Her thoughts are reflected in her expression, like a little animal, she thinks she has deep thoughts, but in fact everyone understands what she is thinking. Jiang Huaian suppressed a smile and looked at Xia Jiujiu thinking about it.

Her family, Jiang Huaian, has good grades, a good temper, is gentle and timid, and is poor.

"It's nothing." Jiang Huaian straightened up and distanced himself, which made Xia Jiujiu feel a lot more comfortable. He put his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall, and said with a smile, "I saw your schoolbag was so bulging, so I just wanted to ask. What's it packed with? It's so heavy. I'll help you carry it back."

Jiang Huaian was very curious. He thought he was living a good life

"Not only is he poor," Xia Jiujiu said with a serious face, with a hint of hatred in his eyes: "He also has a very good temper! He is always bullied, so I also brought two bricks. Whoever wants to bully him, I Hit someone to death!"

These words were quite a bit like "How did he get in?" With such a quaint atmosphere, Xia Jiujiu couldn't help but glance at Jiang Huaian, who didn't look at her either. Looking at the side again, Xia Jiujiu felt that the person in front of him seemed more like Jiang Huaian. a little.

"And he looks rich, and he has the aura of a silly young master from a wealthy family."

Xia Jiujiu planned to go find Jiang Huaian, but now she had no clue. Looking at the first classmate in front of her who she met and expressed kindness to, she decided to start with him.

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

"Of course this is not money!" Xia Jiujiu glanced at him with a look of fool on his face, took out two bricks from his schoolbag, and then revealed two stacks of brand new RMB, which were neatly filled with red Mao Zedong After picking up the entire schoolbag, Jiang Huaian looked up at Xia Jiujiu, his eyes very sure: "You must be very rich."

Xia Jiujiu responded with a nasal sound, her voice was soft, and Jiang Huai'an trembled in his heart. He felt as if there was an invisible hand touching his heart. His face did not show it, but he still looked eager and enthusiastic. He sat down The boy behind Xia Jiujiu saw Jiang Huaian's expression and started laughing uncontrollably. Xia Jiujiu rolled up paper and stuffed it into his nostrils so that he could look at the person opposite him. The person opposite looked apologetic, and his profile somewhat resembled that of Jiang Huaian. It's just that Jiang Huai'an always wears glasses and looks polite and decent, and he has nothing to do with the stern-faced man in front of him. But no matter what, facing a person like Jiang Huaian, Xia Jiujiu couldn't lose her temper. She didn't want to pursue the accident anymore. She turned her head expressionlessly, lowered her head and started reading.

For two consecutive classes, Xia Jiujiu didn't say another word to Jiang Huaian. Jiang Huaian and Song Zhe chatted for a while and then went to sleep. When school was over, Song Zhe patted Jiang Huaian on the shoulder and said: "Get up. I'll go home first. It's my mother's birthday tonight."

So he made sure again: "You're talking about Jiang Huaian from No. 1 Middle School, right?"

"Actually... I have something I want to do."

Looking at the back of the man carrying the bricks and rushing out in an angry manner, Xia Jiujiu took a long time to react.

"This," Jiang Huaian pointed at the bricks, "doesn't seem to be money."

"Of course it's to get out of the sea of misery!" When Xia Jiujiu thought about the bullying that the sixteen-year-old Jiang Huai'an was suffering, she felt inwardly and couldn't help but said: "You don't know, his family conditions are not good. In the past, for tuition fees, It was particularly miserable to beg in the cold wind and insist on begging even though his classmates laughed at him. He had never been to a movie theater or an amusement park. He had never done many things that everyone is accustomed to, so this time, I specially gave him He sent the money."

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

"I heard it."

Her family, Jiang Huaian, has good grades, a good temper, is gentle and timid, and is poor.

impossible? !

"Huh?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows. He didn't understand why the little girl suddenly mentioned this, but his curiosity made him extra patient. He calmed down, sat down, patted the stool and said, "Come on, classmate, sit down. Tell me if you have any difficulties. As your deskmate, I will help you."

"Stop! Give me back the bricks!!"

Jiang Huaian said he understood, and he also liked using bricks to defend himself.

I don't know why, maybe he was too impatient, Zhang He didn't let the other party do anything, and just let him sit down.

"What are you doing with him?"

"What are you doing with him?"

This guy is really nice!

"What are you going to help him with?"

"So," Xia Jiujiu spread her hands: "Although you look very similar to him, I think you are definitely not him. Just tell me, is there anyone who studies in No. 1 Middle School who looks like you? "Jiang Huaian?"

"Not only is he poor," Xia Jiujiu said with a serious face, with a hint of hatred in his eyes: "He also has a very good temper! He is always bullied, so I also brought two bricks. Whoever wants to bully him, I Hit someone to death!"

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

Xia Jiujiu suddenly felt that her lucky physique had been activated. She sat down, looked at Jiang Huaian, and said seriously: "Excuse me, do you know a person named Jiang Huaian?"

"I heard it."

"And he looks rich, and he has the aura of a silly young master from a wealthy family."

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Huai'an woke up this time and did not intend to sleep again. He looked at this serious-looking little girl, propped up his chin, and said lazily: "Classmate, are you my new deskmate? Where is my old deskmate?"

The boy has a refreshing citrus smell, which is very similar to the smell Jiang Huaian liked before. Xia Jiujiu was startled and looked at him warily: "What are you doing?"

I was actually a little happy.

"Actually... I have something I want to do."

I was actually a little happy.

"It's nothing." Jiang Huaian straightened up and distanced himself, which made Xia Jiujiu feel a lot more comfortable. He put his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall, and said with a smile, "I saw your schoolbag was so bulging, so I just wanted to ask. What's it packed with? It's so heavy. I'll help you carry it back."

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

"Not only is he poor," Xia Jiujiu said with a serious face, with a hint of hatred in his eyes: "He also has a very good temper! He is always bullied, so I also brought two bricks. Whoever wants to bully him, I Hit someone to death!"

"What are you doing with him?"

Xia Jiujiu suddenly felt that her lucky physique had been activated. She sat down, looked at Jiang Huaian, and said seriously: "Excuse me, do you know a person named Jiang Huaian?"

He is neither stupid nor stupid.

"Stop! Give me back the bricks!!"

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

"Don't worry!" Xia Jiujiu said seriously: "I will never do anything bad to him. It's too late for me to be good to him, so how can I do anything bad to him?"

"What are you doing with him?"

As soon as he heard this, Xia Jiujiu felt that there was something wrong. This person must know Jiang Huaian. She quickly sat forward and said, "Do you know him?"

For two consecutive classes, Xia Jiujiu didn't say another word to Jiang Huaian. Jiang Huaian and Song Zhe chatted for a while and then went to sleep. When school was over, Song Zhe patted Jiang Huaian on the shoulder and said: "Get up. I'll go home first. It's my mother's birthday tonight."

Xia Jiujiu said nothing, looked down at the math textbook, raised her head and pointed forward. Jiang Huaian looked in the direction she pointed and saw Wu Yi sitting on the desk next to the podium, sleeping soundly.

"And he looks rich, and he has the aura of a silly young master from a wealthy family."

"Forehead… "

"I heard it."

Jiang Huaian stopped talking. At this moment, Song Zhe rushed back and stood at the door and shouted: "Jiang Huaian, Wu Yi was beaten at the door, let's go!"

Xia Jiujiu responded with a nasal sound, her voice was soft, and Jiang Huai'an trembled in his heart. He felt as if there was an invisible hand touching his heart. His face did not show it, but he still looked eager and enthusiastic. He sat down The boy behind Xia Jiujiu saw Jiang Huaian's expression and started laughing uncontrollably. Xia Jiujiu rolled up paper and stuffed it into his nostrils so that he could look at the person opposite him. The person opposite looked apologetic, and his profile somewhat resembled that of Jiang Huaian. It's just that Jiang Huai'an always wears glasses and looks polite and decent, and he has nothing to do with the stern-faced man in front of him. But no matter what, facing a person like Jiang Huaian, Xia Jiujiu couldn't lose her temper. She didn't want to pursue the accident anymore. She turned her head expressionlessly, lowered her head and started reading.

Jiang Huaian lied seriously: "I can introduce you, but you have to tell me, what are you looking for him for? What if you are not good for him?"

After hearing this, Xia Jiujiu had a better impression of him and felt that this person was actually quite good.

Jiang Huaian lied seriously: "I can introduce you, but you have to tell me, what are you looking for him for? What if you are not good for him?"

Her thoughts are reflected in her expression, like a little animal, she thinks she has deep thoughts, but in fact everyone understands what she is thinking. Jiang Huaian suppressed a smile and looked at Xia Jiujiu thinking about it.

"Shut up and sit down!"

"Don't worry!" Xia Jiujiu said seriously: "I will never do anything bad to him. It's too late for me to be good to him, so how can I do anything bad to him?"

Xia Jiujiu said nothing, looked down at the math textbook, raised her head and pointed forward. Jiang Huaian looked in the direction she pointed and saw Wu Yi sitting on the desk next to the podium, sleeping soundly.

These words were quite a bit like "How did he get in?" With such a quaint atmosphere, Xia Jiujiu couldn't help but glance at Jiang Huaian, who didn't look at her either. Looking at the side again, Xia Jiujiu felt that the person in front of him seemed more like Jiang Huaian. a little.

Xia Jiujiu responded with a nasal sound, her voice was soft, and Jiang Huai'an trembled in his heart. He felt as if there was an invisible hand touching his heart. His face did not show it, but he still looked eager and enthusiastic. He sat down The boy behind Xia Jiujiu saw Jiang Huaian's expression and started laughing uncontrollably. Xia Jiujiu rolled up paper and stuffed it into his nostrils so that he could look at the person opposite him. The person opposite looked apologetic, and his profile somewhat resembled that of Jiang Huaian. It's just that Jiang Huai'an always wears glasses and looks polite and decent, and he has nothing to do with the stern-faced man in front of him. But no matter what, facing a person like Jiang Huaian, Xia Jiujiu couldn't lose her temper. She didn't want to pursue the accident anymore. She turned her head expressionlessly, lowered her head and started reading.

"Teacher, I'm sorry," Jiang Huaian stood up quickly: "I was wrong, I promise I won't make any more noise! It must have been like I died in class, even the sound of breathing disappeared!"

They have the same name and the same surname but they look so similar...

She couldn't reach his shoulders and looked small, but her schoolbag was very huge. Jiang Huaian watched her pull up her schoolbag. The whole schoolbag was bulging and looked very heavy. It didn't look like a book in appearance because it had edges and corners squeezed out. He always felt a little strange and couldn't help but poke his head over: "What's in your schoolbag?"

Xia Jiujiu responded with a nasal sound, her voice was soft, and Jiang Huai'an trembled in his heart. He felt as if there was an invisible hand touching his heart. His face did not show it, but he still looked eager and enthusiastic. He sat down The boy behind Xia Jiujiu saw Jiang Huaian's expression and started laughing uncontrollably. Xia Jiujiu rolled up paper and stuffed it into his nostrils so that he could look at the person opposite him. The person opposite looked apologetic, and his profile somewhat resembled that of Jiang Huaian. It's just that Jiang Huai'an always wears glasses and looks polite and decent, and he has nothing to do with the stern-faced man in front of him. But no matter what, facing a person like Jiang Huaian, Xia Jiujiu couldn't lose her temper. She didn't want to pursue the accident anymore. She turned her head expressionlessly, lowered her head and started reading.

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

Her thoughts are reflected in her expression, like a little animal, she thinks she has deep thoughts, but in fact everyone understands what she is thinking. Jiang Huaian suppressed a smile and looked at Xia Jiujiu thinking about it.

Although she said it very modestly, she obviously knew that the money was a bit too much. She thought about it and added: "This is all my lucky money!"

Anyone who suddenly hears someone jumping out and saying that she is your future wife will probably have a very delicate mood.

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

This guy is really nice!

"Me?" Xia Jiujiu frowned and thought for a moment, then said seriously: "I am his future wife!"

Anyone who suddenly hears someone jumping out and saying that she is your future wife will probably have a very delicate mood.

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

Her thoughts are reflected in her expression, like a little animal, she thinks she has deep thoughts, but in fact everyone understands what she is thinking. Jiang Huaian suppressed a smile and looked at Xia Jiujiu thinking about it.

Jiang Huaian: "..."

"Shut up and sit down!"

"oh."

Anyone who suddenly hears someone jumping out and saying that she is your future wife will probably have a very delicate mood.

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

"What are you doing with him?"

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

He coughed lightly: "Um, can you not be too exaggerated? Be realistic, what do you want to do with him?"

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

Anyone who suddenly hears someone jumping out and saying that she is your future wife will probably have a very delicate mood.

Jiang Huaian

Jiang Huaian said he understood, and he also liked using bricks to defend himself.

"Forget it," Xia Jiujiu sighed, and the little man looked a little sad and said, "You won't believe it even if I tell you. I want to find him and help him!"

As soon as he heard this, Xia Jiujiu felt that there was something wrong. This person must know Jiang Huaian. She quickly sat forward and said, "Do you know him?"

I don't know why, maybe he was too impatient, Zhang He didn't let the other party do anything, and just let him sit down.

"The point is, your grades must be very poor in this class, right?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Huaian straightened up and distanced himself, which made Xia Jiujiu feel a lot more comfortable. He put his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall, and said with a smile, "I saw your schoolbag was so bulging, so I just wanted to ask. What's it packed with? It's so heavy. I'll help you carry it back."

Jiang Huaian: "..."

I don't know why, maybe he was too impatient, Zhang He didn't let the other party do anything, and just let him sit down.

Jiang Huai'an woke up this time and did not intend to sleep again. He looked at this serious-looking little girl, propped up his chin, and said lazily: "Classmate, are you my new deskmate? Where is my old deskmate?"

What did Song Zhe call this person just now

"What are you going to help him with?"

"This," Jiang Huaian pointed at the bricks, "doesn't seem to be money."

"Stop! Give me back the bricks!!"

Xia Jiujiu responded with a nasal sound, her voice was soft, and Jiang Huai'an trembled in his heart. He felt as if there was an invisible hand touching his heart. His face did not show it, but he still looked eager and enthusiastic. He sat down The boy behind Xia Jiujiu saw Jiang Huaian's expression and started laughing uncontrollably. Xia Jiujiu rolled up paper and stuffed it into his nostrils so that he could look at the person opposite him. The person opposite looked apologetic, and his profile somewhat resembled that of Jiang Huaian. It's just that Jiang Huai'an always wears glasses and looks polite and decent, and he has nothing to do with the stern-faced man in front of him. But no matter what, facing a person like Jiang Huaian, Xia Jiujiu couldn't lose her temper. She didn't want to pursue the accident anymore. She turned her head expressionlessly, lowered her head and started reading.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

Her family, Jiang Huaian, has good grades, a good temper, is gentle and timid, and is poor.

Jiang Huaian

Jiang Huaian lied seriously: "I can introduce you, but you have to tell me, what are you looking for him for? What if you are not good for him?"

Jiang Huaian was very curious. He thought he was living a good life

This guy is really nice!

I don't know why, maybe he was too impatient, Zhang He didn't let the other party do anything, and just let him sit down.

Jiang Huaian: "..."

The boy has a refreshing citrus smell, which is very similar to the smell Jiang Huaian liked before. Xia Jiujiu was startled and looked at him warily: "What are you doing?"

"Of course it's to get out of the sea of misery!" When Xia Jiujiu thought about the bullying that the sixteen-year-old Jiang Huai'an was suffering, she felt inwardly and couldn't help but said: "You don't know, his family conditions are not good. In the past, for tuition fees, It was particularly miserable to beg in the cold wind and insist on begging even though his classmates laughed at him. He had never been to a movie theater or an amusement park. He had never done many things that everyone is accustomed to, so this time, I specially gave him He sent the money."

For two consecutive classes, Xia Jiujiu didn't say another word to Jiang Huaian. Jiang Huaian and Song Zhe chatted for a while and then went to sleep. When school was over, Song Zhe patted Jiang Huaian on the shoulder and said: "Get up. I'll go home first. It's my mother's birthday tonight."

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

With that said, Xia Jiujiu approached Jiang Huaian and opened his schoolbag with a mysterious look on his face. Jiang Huaian saw what was in the schoolbag - two bricks.

Jiang Huaian: "..."

But how is that possible

"Forget it," Xia Jiujiu sighed, and the little man looked a little sad and said, "You won't believe it even if I tell you. I want to find him and help him!"

"This," Jiang Huaian pointed at the bricks, "doesn't seem to be money."

Jiang Huaian: "..."

"oh."

"Of course it's to get out of the sea of misery!" When Xia Jiujiu thought about the bullying that the sixteen-year-old Jiang Huai'an was suffering, she felt inwardly and couldn't help but said: "You don't know, his family conditions are not good. In the past, for tuition fees, It was particularly miserable to beg in the cold wind and insist on begging even though his classmates laughed at him. He had never been to a movie theater or an amusement park. He had never done many things that everyone is accustomed to, so this time, I specially gave him He sent the money."

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

Her family, Jiang Huaian, has good grades, a good temper, is gentle and timid, and is poor.

"Of course this is not money!" Xia Jiujiu glanced at him with a look of fool on his face, took out two bricks from his schoolbag, and then revealed two stacks of brand new RMB, which were neatly filled with red Mao Zedong After picking up the entire schoolbag, Jiang Huaian looked up at Xia Jiujiu, his eyes very sure: "You must be very rich."

Looking at the back of the man carrying the bricks and rushing out in an angry manner, Xia Jiujiu took a long time to react.

"What are you going to help him with?"

Her thoughts are reflected in her expression, like a little animal, she thinks she has deep thoughts, but in fact everyone understands what she is thinking. Jiang Huaian suppressed a smile and looked at Xia Jiujiu thinking about it.

Jiang Huaian stopped talking. At this moment, Song Zhe rushed back and stood at the door and shouted: "Jiang Huaian, Wu Yi was beaten at the door, let's go!"

"It's... not bad," Xia Jiujiu felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "I just... have a little money."

"Of course it's to get out of the sea of misery!" When Xia Jiujiu thought about the bullying that the sixteen-year-old Jiang Huai'an was suffering, she felt inwardly and couldn't help but said: "You don't know, his family conditions are not good. In the past, for tuition fees, It was particularly miserable to beg in the cold wind and insist on begging even though his classmates laughed at him. He had never been to a movie theater or an amusement park. He had never done many things that everyone is accustomed to, so this time, I specially gave him He sent the money."

"Forget it," Xia Jiujiu sighed, and the little man looked a little sad and said, "You won't believe it even if I tell you. I want to find him and help him!"

Although she said it very modestly, she obviously knew that the money was a bit too much. She thought about it and added: "This is all my lucky money!"

"Not only is he poor," Xia Jiujiu said with a serious face, with a hint of hatred in his eyes: "He also has a very good temper! He is always bullied, so I also brought two bricks. Whoever wants to bully him, I Hit someone to death!"

Anyone who suddenly hears someone jumping out and saying that she is your future wife will probably have a very delicate mood.

"right!"

Jiang Huaian nodded and looked at the two bricks: "The money is used to support this poor student. I understand, but what about these two bricks?"

"The point is, your grades must be very poor in this class, right?"

"oh."

Jiang Huaian finally couldn't help it anymore and twitched his lips: "Your grades are bad, right? Where did you find the courage to say that my grades are poor?"

Hearing this, Xia Jiujiu was stunned on the spot. Jiang Huaian moved very quickly, turned over and jumped out of the desk, picked up Xia Jiujiu's brick, said "borrow it" and rushed out.

"oh."

"Have you seen what he looks like?"

Hearing this, Xia Jiujiu was stunned on the spot. Jiang Huaian moved very quickly, turned over and jumped out of the desk, picked up Xia Jiujiu's brick, said "borrow it" and rushed out.

"Not only is he poor," Xia Jiujiu said with a serious face, with a hint of hatred in his eyes: "He also has a very good temper! He is always bullied, so I also brought two bricks. Whoever wants to bully him, I Hit someone to death!"

Jiang Huaian nodded and looked at the two bricks: "The money is used to support this poor student. I understand, but what about these two bricks?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Huaian straightened up and distanced himself, which made Xia Jiujiu feel a lot more comfortable. He put his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall, and said with a smile, "I saw your schoolbag was so bulging, so I just wanted to ask. What's it packed with? It's so heavy. I'll help you carry it back."

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

"Not only is he poor," Xia Jiujiu said with a serious face, with a hint of hatred in his eyes: "He also has a very good temper! He is always bullied, so I also brought two bricks. Whoever wants to bully him, I Hit someone to death!"

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

"Huh?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows. He didn't understand why the little girl suddenly mentioned this, but his curiosity made him extra patient. He calmed down, sat down, patted the stool and said, "Come on, classmate, sit down. Tell me if you have any difficulties. As your deskmate, I will help you."

I don't know why, maybe he was too impatient, Zhang He didn't let the other party do anything, and just let him sit down.

What did Song Zhe call this person just now

The boy has a refreshing citrus smell, which is very similar to the smell Jiang Huaian liked before. Xia Jiujiu was startled and looked at him warily: "What are you doing?"

"Me?" Xia Jiujiu frowned and thought for a moment, then said seriously: "I am his future wife!"

Jiang Huaian was very curious. He thought he was living a good life

Jiang Huaian said he understood, and he also liked using bricks to defend himself.

"It's nothing." Jiang Huaian straightened up and distanced himself, which made Xia Jiujiu feel a lot more comfortable. He put his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall, and said with a smile, "I saw your schoolbag was so bulging, so I just wanted to ask. What's it packed with? It's so heavy. I'll help you carry it back."

Looking at the back of the man carrying the bricks and rushing out in an angry manner, Xia Jiujiu took a long time to react.

So he made sure again: "You're talking about Jiang Huaian from No. 1 Middle School, right?"

"Me?" Xia Jiujiu frowned and thought for a moment, then said seriously: "I am his future wife!"

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

The whole place was silent for a second, and then Zhang He's voice burst out: "You're trying to die, what are you doing! Are you going to class yet?!"

These words were quite a bit like "How did he get in?" With such a quaint atmosphere, Xia Jiujiu couldn't help but glance at Jiang Huaian, who didn't look at her either. Looking at the side again, Xia Jiujiu felt that the person in front of him seemed more like Jiang Huaian. a little.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

"right!"

Hearing this, Xia Jiujiu was stunned on the spot. Jiang Huaian moved very quickly, turned over and jumped out of the desk, picked up Xia Jiujiu's brick, said "borrow it" and rushed out.

For two consecutive classes, Xia Jiujiu didn't say another word to Jiang Huaian. Jiang Huaian and Song Zhe chatted for a while and then went to sleep. When school was over, Song Zhe patted Jiang Huaian on the shoulder and said: "Get up. I'll go home first. It's my mother's birthday tonight."

These words were quite a bit like "How did he get in?" With such a quaint atmosphere, Xia Jiujiu couldn't help but glance at Jiang Huaian, who didn't look at her either. Looking at the side again, Xia Jiujiu felt that the person in front of him seemed more like Jiang Huaian. a little.

Jiang Huaian: "..."

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

Xia Jiujiu suddenly felt that her lucky physique had been activated. She sat down, looked at Jiang Huaian, and said seriously: "Excuse me, do you know a person named Jiang Huaian?"

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

"Have you seen what he looks like?"

Hearing this, Xia Jiujiu was stunned on the spot. Jiang Huaian moved very quickly, turned over and jumped out of the desk, picked up Xia Jiujiu's brick, said "borrow it" and rushed out.

Xia Jiujiu suddenly felt that her lucky physique had been activated. She sat down, looked at Jiang Huaian, and said seriously: "Excuse me, do you know a person named Jiang Huaian?"

"So," Xia Jiujiu spread her hands: "Although you look very similar to him, I think you are definitely not him. Just tell me, is there anyone who studies in No. 1 Middle School who looks like you? "Jiang Huaian?"

The whole place was silent for a second, and then Zhang He's voice burst out: "You're trying to die, what are you doing! Are you going to class yet?!"

Jiang Huaian was very curious. He thought he was living a good life

"Forehead… "

It is true that she has never seen what 16-year-old Jiang Huaian looks like, but after thinking about it, she should be very good-looking. She raised her head and stared at Jiang Huaian and thought about it seriously: "It just... looks more like you. But I think the temperament should be different. After all, he has a good temper, good grades, and poverty... you... "

"Huh?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows. He didn't understand why the little girl suddenly mentioned this, but his curiosity made him extra patient. He calmed down, sat down, patted the stool and said, "Come on, classmate, sit down. Tell me if you have any difficulties. As your deskmate, I will help you."

"What are you going to help him with?"

Looking at the back of the man carrying the bricks and rushing out in an angry manner, Xia Jiujiu took a long time to react.

Her family, Jiang Huaian, has good grades, a good temper, is gentle and timid, and is poor.

"Of course this is not money!" Xia Jiujiu glanced at him with a look of fool on his face, took out two bricks from his schoolbag, and then revealed two stacks of brand new RMB, which were neatly filled with red Mao Zedong After picking up the entire schoolbag, Jiang Huaian looked up at Xia Jiujiu, his eyes very sure: "You must be very rich."

Xia Jiujiu suddenly felt that her lucky physique had been activated. She sat down, looked at Jiang Huaian, and said seriously: "Excuse me, do you know a person named Jiang Huaian?"

It is true that she has never seen what 16-year-old Jiang Huaian looks like, but after thinking about it, she should be very good-looking. She raised her head and stared at Jiang Huaian and thought about it seriously: "It just... looks more like you. But I think the temperament should be different. After all, he has a good temper, good grades, and poverty... you... "

So he made sure again: "You're talking about Jiang Huaian from No. 1 Middle School, right?"

He coughed lightly: "Um, can you not be too exaggerated? Be realistic, what do you want to do with him?"

Jiang Huaian: "..."

Jiang Huaian: "..."

Her thoughts are reflected in her expression, like a little animal, she thinks she has deep thoughts, but in fact everyone understands what she is thinking. Jiang Huaian suppressed a smile and looked at Xia Jiujiu thinking about it.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

"Not only is he poor," Xia Jiujiu said with a serious face, with a hint of hatred in his eyes: "He also has a very good temper! He is always bullied, so I also brought two bricks. Whoever wants to bully him, I Hit someone to death!"

With that said, Xia Jiujiu approached Jiang Huaian and opened his schoolbag with a mysterious look on his face. Jiang Huaian saw what was in the schoolbag - two bricks.

"What are you doing with him?"

Anyone who suddenly hears someone jumping out and saying that she is your future wife will probably have a very delicate mood.

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

They have the same name and the same surname but they look so similar...

"Forget it," Xia Jiujiu sighed, and the little man looked a little sad and said, "You won't believe it even if I tell you. I want to find him and help him!"

"Actually... I have something I want to do."

Jiang Huaian: "..."

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

"This," Jiang Huaian pointed at the bricks, "doesn't seem to be money."

"I heard it."

"Of course, you are still a nice person."

Hearing this, Xia Jiujiu was stunned on the spot. Jiang Huaian moved very quickly, turned over and jumped out of the desk, picked up Xia Jiujiu's brick, said "borrow it" and rushed out.

Jiang Huaian nodded and looked at the two bricks: "The money is used to support this poor student. I understand, but what about these two bricks?"

Jiang Huaian: "..."

Looking at the back of the man carrying the bricks and rushing out in an angry manner, Xia Jiujiu took a long time to react.

The whole place was silent for a second, and then Zhang He's voice burst out: "You're trying to die, what are you doing! Are you going to class yet?!"

I was actually a little happy.

So he made sure again: "You're talking about Jiang Huaian from No. 1 Middle School, right?"

"I heard it."

Xia Jiujiu responded with a nasal sound, her voice was soft, and Jiang Huai'an trembled in his heart. He felt as if there was an invisible hand touching his heart. His face did not show it, but he still looked eager and enthusiastic. He sat down The boy behind Xia Jiujiu saw Jiang Huaian's expression and started laughing uncontrollably. Xia Jiujiu rolled up paper and stuffed it into his nostrils so that he could look at the person opposite him. The person opposite looked apologetic, and his profile somewhat resembled that of Jiang Huaian. It's just that Jiang Huai'an always wears glasses and looks polite and decent, and he has nothing to do with the stern-faced man in front of him. But no matter what, facing a person like Jiang Huaian, Xia Jiujiu couldn't lose her temper. She didn't want to pursue the accident anymore. She turned her head expressionlessly, lowered her head and started reading.

Jiang Huaian

Anyone who suddenly hears someone jumping out and saying that she is your future wife will probably have a very delicate mood.

"And he looks rich, and he has the aura of a silly young master from a wealthy family."

What did Song Zhe call this person just now

Jiang Huaian: "..."

"Of course, you are still a nice person."

Jiang Huaian: "..."

Jiang Huaian stopped talking. At this moment, Song Zhe rushed back and stood at the door and shouted: "Jiang Huaian, Wu Yi was beaten at the door, let's go!"

"right!"

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

"Of course this is not money!" Xia Jiujiu glanced at him with a look of fool on his face, took out two bricks from his schoolbag, and then revealed two stacks of brand new RMB, which were neatly filled with red Mao Zedong After picking up the entire schoolbag, Jiang Huaian looked up at Xia Jiujiu, his eyes very sure: "You must be very rich."

This guy is really nice!

"The point is, your grades must be very poor in this class, right?"

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. Seeing this man showing his temper, Xia Jiujiu subconsciously shrank back and whispered: "Look at you, you have a bad temper..."

"So," Xia Jiujiu spread her hands: "Although you look very similar to him, I think you are definitely not him. Just tell me, is there anyone who studies in No. 1 Middle School who looks like you? "Jiang Huaian?"

He is neither stupid nor stupid.

I was actually a little happy.

They have the same name and the same surname but they look so similar...

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

Jiang Huaian was very curious. He thought he was living a good life

"The point is, your grades must be very poor in this class, right?"

Jiang Huaian nodded and looked at the two bricks: "The money is used to support this poor student. I understand, but what about these two bricks?"

Anyone who suddenly hears someone jumping out and saying that she is your future wife will probably have a very delicate mood.

"Teacher, I'm sorry," Jiang Huaian stood up quickly: "I was wrong, I promise I won't make any more noise! It must have been like I died in class, even the sound of breathing disappeared!"

"And he looks rich, and he has the aura of a silly young master from a wealthy family."

Jiang Huaian finally couldn't help it anymore and twitched his lips: "Your grades are bad, right? Where did you find the courage to say that my grades are poor?"

"Of course this is not money!" Xia Jiujiu glanced at him with a look of fool on his face, took out two bricks from his schoolbag, and then revealed two stacks of brand new RMB, which were neatly filled with red Mao Zedong After picking up the entire schoolbag, Jiang Huaian looked up at Xia Jiujiu, his eyes very sure: "You must be very rich."

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

"So," Xia Jiujiu spread her hands: "Although you look very similar to him, I think you are definitely not him. Just tell me, is there anyone who studies in No. 1 Middle School who looks like you? "Jiang Huaian?"

Jiang Huaian's eyes twitched, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly turned his head and looked at the boy behind Xia Jiujiu who was playing the game console and said, "Song Zhe, how did he get up there?"

Jiang Huaian stopped talking. At this moment, Song Zhe rushed back and stood at the door and shouted: "Jiang Huaian, Wu Yi was beaten at the door, let's go!"

Jiang Huaian stopped talking. At this moment, Song Zhe rushed back and stood at the door and shouted: "Jiang Huaian, Wu Yi was beaten at the door, let's go!"

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

With that said, Xia Jiujiu approached Jiang Huaian and opened his schoolbag with a mysterious look on his face. Jiang Huaian saw what was in the schoolbag - two bricks.

Jiang Huaian nodded and looked at the two bricks: "The money is used to support this poor student. I understand, but what about these two bricks?"

With that said, Xia Jiujiu approached Jiang Huaian and opened his schoolbag with a mysterious look on his face. Jiang Huaian saw what was in the schoolbag - two bricks.

After hearing this, Xia Jiujiu had a better impression of him and felt that this person was actually quite good.

"So," Xia Jiujiu spread her hands: "Although you look very similar to him, I think you are definitely not him. Just tell me, is there anyone who studies in No. 1 Middle School who looks like you? "Jiang Huaian?"

Hearing this, Xia Jiujiu was stunned on the spot. Jiang Huaian moved very quickly, turned over and jumped out of the desk, picked up Xia Jiujiu's brick, said "borrow it" and rushed out.

Jiang Huaian lied seriously: "I can introduce you, but you have to tell me, what are you looking for him for? What if you are not good for him?"

She couldn't reach his shoulders and looked small, but her schoolbag was very huge. Jiang Huaian watched her pull up her schoolbag. The whole schoolbag was bulging and looked very heavy. It didn't look like a book in appearance because it had edges and corners squeezed out. He always felt a little strange and couldn't help but poke his head over: "What's in your schoolbag?"

What did Song Zhe call this person just now

I don't know why, maybe he was too impatient, Zhang He didn't let the other party do anything, and just let him sit down.

"Forget it," Xia Jiujiu sighed, and the little man looked a little sad and said, "You won't believe it even if I tell you. I want to find him and help him!"

Xia Jiujiu responded with a nasal sound, her voice was soft, and Jiang Huai'an trembled in his heart. He felt as if there was an invisible hand touching his heart. His face did not show it, but he still looked eager and enthusiastic. He sat down The boy behind Xia Jiujiu saw Jiang Huaian's expression and started laughing uncontrollably. Xia Jiujiu rolled up paper and stuffed it into his nostrils so that he could look at the person opposite him. The person opposite looked apologetic, and his profile somewhat resembled that of Jiang Huaian. It's just that Jiang Huai'an always wears glasses and looks polite and decent, and he has nothing to do with the stern-faced man in front of him. But no matter what, facing a person like Jiang Huaian, Xia Jiujiu couldn't lose her temper. She didn't want to pursue the accident anymore. She turned her head expressionlessly, lowered her head and started reading.

"It's nothing." Jiang Huaian straightened up and distanced himself, which made Xia Jiujiu feel a lot more comfortable. He put his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall, and said with a smile, "I saw your schoolbag was so bulging, so I just wanted to ask. What's it packed with? It's so heavy. I'll help you carry it back."

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows.

Looking at the back of the man carrying the bricks and rushing out in an angry manner, Xia Jiujiu took a long time to react.

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

The boy has a refreshing citrus smell, which is very similar to the smell Jiang Huaian liked before. Xia Jiujiu was startled and looked at him warily: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Huai'an woke up this time and did not intend to sleep again. He looked at this serious-looking little girl, propped up his chin, and said lazily: "Classmate, are you my new deskmate? Where is my old deskmate?"

"right!"

As soon as he heard this, Xia Jiujiu felt that there was something wrong. This person must know Jiang Huaian. She quickly sat forward and said, "Do you know him?"

What did Song Zhe call this person just now

impossible? !

The boy has a refreshing citrus smell, which is very similar to the smell Jiang Huaian liked before. Xia Jiujiu was startled and looked at him warily: "What are you doing?"

impossible? !

He is neither stupid nor stupid.

"Of course it's to get out of the sea of misery!" When Xia Jiujiu thought about the bullying that the sixteen-year-old Jiang Huai'an was suffering, she felt inwardly and couldn't help but said: "You don't know, his family conditions are not good. In the past, for tuition fees, It was particularly miserable to beg in the cold wind and insist on begging even though his classmates laughed at him. He had never been to a movie theater or an amusement park. He had never done many things that everyone is accustomed to, so this time, I specially gave him He sent the money."

Jiang Huaian

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian felt a little uneasy: "What is your relationship with him?"

Although she said it very modestly, she obviously knew that the money was a bit too much. She thought about it and added: "This is all my lucky money!"

"Actually... I have something I want to do."

Jiang Huaian nodded and looked at the two bricks: "The money is used to support this poor student. I understand, but what about these two bricks?"

impossible? !

I was actually a little happy.

"Of course it's to get out of the sea of misery!" When Xia Jiujiu thought about the bullying that the sixteen-year-old Jiang Huai'an was suffering, she felt inwardly and couldn't help but said: "You don't know, his family conditions are not good. In the past, for tuition fees, It was particularly miserable to beg in the cold wind and insist on begging even though his classmates laughed at him. He had never been to a movie theater or an amusement park. He had never done many things that everyone is accustomed to, so this time, I specially gave him He sent the money."

As soon as he heard this, Xia Jiujiu felt that there was something wrong. This person must know Jiang Huaian. She quickly sat forward and said, "Do you know him?"

Xia Jiujiu was hit on the head, which made her dizzy. She raised her head, covered her nose, and said nothing. The bell rang at the right time. The other party hurriedly took out a tissue and handed it to Xia Jiujiu: "Classmate, are you okay?"

They have the same name and the same surname but they look so similar...

"I heard it."

"It's nothing." Jiang Huaian straightened up and distanced himself, which made Xia Jiujiu feel a lot more comfortable. He put his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall, and said with a smile, "I saw your schoolbag was so bulging, so I just wanted to ask. What's it packed with? It's so heavy. I'll help you carry it back."

"Of course this is not money!" Xia Jiujiu glanced at him with a look of fool on his face, took out two bricks from his schoolbag, and then revealed two stacks of brand new RMB, which were neatly filled with red Mao Zedong After picking up the entire schoolbag, Jiang Huaian looked up at Xia Jiujiu, his eyes very sure: "You must be very rich."

"Forehead… "

Jiang Huaian: "..."

Xia Jiujiu felt that her mind was surrounded by countless information, and it was about to explode. Thousands of words gathered in her mind, and she reacted suddenly!

Jiang Huaian: "..."

"What are you going to help him with?"

With that said, Xia Jiujiu approached Jiang Huaian and opened his schoolbag with a mysterious look on his face. Jiang Huaian saw what was in the schoolbag - two bricks.

So Xia Jiujiu quickly shook his head, feeling that there must be something wrong with his brain and he missed Jiang Huaian too much.

"Stop! Give me back the bricks!!"

With that said, Xia Jiujiu approached Jiang Huaian and opened his schoolbag with a mysterious look on his face. Jiang Huaian saw what was in the schoolbag - two bricks.

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows.